The woman was raised by the big guys (MTL)

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    "Grandpa, you're waiting here, I'll go and apply medicine to Uncle Zhu Yuan." Although he was guilty, Bianbian didn't regret it at all.

    She even couldn't wait to share her joy with the little bear next to her, and whispered: "Grandpa didn't bite me."

    The white tender face floated with the child's unique ostentation expression.

    She knew that Grandpa would not bite herself!

    The little girl stood up holding the rest of the ointment. Unexpectedly, the elderly zombie suddenly opened gray eyes without any emotions, and made a hoarse voice, struggling to stand up, and stepped back a few steps. The distance between the sides is two meters away.

    He tentatively approached Uncle Zhu Yuan a few steps, and when he looked back, he found that Grandpa was also walking a few steps behind him.

    Grandpa is following her.

    Realizing this, the little girl no longer had any worries, jumped up to Zhu Yuan, and applied the rest of the restorative ointment to the place where the third-level zombie's wound was heavier.

    The third-level zombies felt the approach of the elderly zombies, and their sight was hidden by the iron bucket, so they twisted uncomfortably, which added a lot of trouble to the side applicator.

    "Uncle Zhu Yuan, don't move." Applying medicine is also a technical job, and the small arms on the side are already tired when applying them to Grandpa - this is still in the case of the elderly zombies being motionless and extra cooperative.

    Now the third-level zombies are constantly twisting their bodies, which naturally affects the efficiency of the side, and also wastes repairing ointment applied to other places that are not injured.

    The little girl couldn't help it anymore, if she didn't know that she was weak, she would have to press it.

    After receiving a soft "command" from the side, the twisted body of the third-level zombie paused. No one knew whether he understood it or not. In short... his body twisted even more fiercely.

    Side: "..."

    At this time, the elderly zombies who had been standing two meters away from the side walked around the side, approached the third-level zombies from the other side, and raised one hand and patted heavily on the iron bucket.

    There was a crisp hum.

    The third-level zombie fell to the ground, motionless, and frightened. Of course, she would not blame her grandfather for hitting Uncle Zhu Yuan-in fact, not long ago, she had always thought that grandfather could not beat Uncle Zhu Yuan.

    "Uncle Zhu Yuan?"

    The third-level zombies did not say a word, and the old zombies slowly stretched their feet and kicked the iron bucket.

    A few seconds later, a low, threatening "Hoho" came from under the iron barrel, and then, he lay obediently, like a real corpse, letting it toss around.

    "Grandpa is amazing!" Bianbian is not stupid, he can think with his toes that it was Grandpa who made Uncle Zhu Yuan so "obedient".

    The elderly zombie glanced at her and took two steps back silently. He still bit the rope in his mouth, and sat down where he could reach the iron bucket with his hand, his gray eyes staring at the side action.

    Bianbian showed a big smile to his grandfather, and carefully applied the medicine to Uncle Zhu Yuan, and the application was finished soon.

    Shaking her sore little arm, she nodded in a sense of accomplishment. She didn't understand what the medicine was. Anyway, after applying the medicine, the wounds on Grandpa and Uncle Zhu Yuan could not bleed anymore.