The drama green tea is targeted by the sick man

Chapter 57 Zombie King Don't Eat Me (6)

After struggling for a while, Wen Huihui finally decided to buy this space...

"buy it……"

Although I feel sorry for the points, I can't lose my life.

The last days are too bloody and chaotic. If you don't buy space to store some food, you may starve to death.

[Ding~ Congratulations to the host for successfully purchasing the portable space.After deducting 18888 points, the current point balance is -8688. 】

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Huihui was sent into a not very big space, surrounded by whiteness.

He just stayed in the space for a while and then came out.

As soon as Wen Huihui came out, she ran up to Jiang Zhezhi and happily said to him, "Zhezhi, I have a space to carry!"

The little face is full of joy, and the expression now is to share her happiness with others.

Jiang Zhezhi's brown pupils swept across her thin yellow face and remained silent for a few seconds before lightly parting his somewhat white thin lips: "Congratulations."

Wen Huihui's crescent-shaped eyes were full of stars, "Thank you Zhezhi, we don't have to worry about being hungry in the future!"

Jiang Zhezhi calmly moved his pale eyes when he heard the words, from now on we...

"Let's go, let's stock up on some food before we set off."

Wen Huihui took his wrist with a thin hand and walked out, ignoring his stiff body.

Jiang Zhezhi stared blankly at her hand holding his wrist, and there was a slightly rough touch on the wrist, which was the callus left by years of hard work.

Jiang Zhezhi's eyes lingered on the hands of the two of them for a while, and then glanced at the skinny Wen Huihui with vague eyes.

A 21-year-old person looks the same as a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, or even worse!
As soon as Wen Huihui went out, she immediately paid attention to her surroundings, for fear of encountering zombies.

The gloomy weather seems to have been this way after the spread of the virus, and even if the weather improves sometimes, it can't last long.

The smell of blood and rancidity permeated the sky because of the dull air, and the disgusting smell made Wen Huihui feel a little uncomfortable in her stomach after she had just eaten.

At the same time, she also found that Jiang Zhezhi's aura was colder and more lonely than before.

It seems to be the feeling of being rejected by everyone.

While Wen Huihui was investigating the enemy's situation, she could hear screams and cries for help from time to time, which meant that zombies appeared nearby.

But they have never seen any zombies along the way. Wen Huihui thought about it, probably because of Jiang Zhezhi's aura just now, those low-level zombies did not dare to come over.

Finally experiencing the feeling of having a golden finger by her side, Wen Huihui was so moved that she wanted to sing and announce that she also had a golden finger.

But this is just a fantasy, impossible to achieve.

It is impossible for her arrogant to do such a detrimental thing.

Kanhuo: hum!I don't know who sang and danced to the group of patients in the mental hospital.

But it didn't dare to say it, because the host has no memory now.

The two arrived at a supermarket smoothly, but the door was closed and they couldn't get in.

Seeing a small hole next to it, Wen Huihui took Jiang Zhezhi's hand to the hole again and motioned him to go in first.

Jiang Zhezhi looked at the pitifully small hole indifferently, but his thin lips were drawn into a line.

Wen Huihui pushed Jiang Zhezhi's voice a little hurriedly: "Zhezhi, what are you doing standing here? If you don't go in quickly, we may encounter zombies, and it will be terrible."

A faint smile slid across the black pupils, saying she did it on purpose but not, and saying she didn't do it on purpose but couldn't justify it.

Jiang Zhezhi is about 1.8 meters eight, and if he gets into the hole in front of him, he may get stuck.

A scream sounded as if it was appropriate to the occasion.

Wen Huihui urged again: "Hurry up, Zhezhi."

There was a sound of hurried footsteps, which seemed to be coming in their direction.

Wen Huihui didn't have that much patience to wait for him to agree, so without a word, she pressed Jiang Zhezhi with all her strength and stuffed it into the hole.

Jiang Zhezhi's handsome face blushed back and forth, both angry and embarrassed.

Seeing that her body was stuck, Wen Huihui kicked him a few times before kicking him in without hesitation. After seeing him completely in, she apologized: "The situation is urgent, I just offended him."

After speaking, I immediately got in and finished it in one go, the whole process took only 30 seconds.

Jiang Zhezhi's face was gloomy, and the expression in his eyes was like the mist on the distant mountains that would not dissipate for a long time.

The big hands with sharp joints directly grabbed Wen Huihui's neck, and they were completely closed together.

Her petite body was lifted up, and in Jiang Zhezhi's hands, she was like a little chick, weak and pitiful.

Wen Huihui's face was red and her ears were red, she couldn't breathe, and she patted his arm with her hands and said with difficulty: "Let go, let go... I, I, I'm going to die..."

His eyes are full of stubbornness and pain, and his facial features are also twisted together, a mask of pain.

Wen Huihui couldn't breathe in her lungs, and Wen Huihui felt that her vision began to blur and she gradually stopped struggling.

There was also a hint of relief on his face, and Jiang Zhezhi's pupils shrank slightly and he let go of his tightly closed hands.

Wen Huihui slid down and got breath.

The straight nose continuously breathes the air around him, like a fish that has been out of the water for a long time and then put into the water again, after a catastrophe.

The strangled neck was covered with bruises and red marks at the moment, which showed how miserable her condition was just now.

"Woooooo~"

The uncontrollable crying is a bit penetrating in the closed supermarket, like a trapped animal in a cage.

[Host, the dignity of a man cannot be challenged, let's not mess with this kind of person next time...]

"Then you can find a good plane for me?"

The system was blocked by a single sentence and could not speak, it was indeed sent by it...

The big hand that had just grabbed her neck stretched out again, and Wen Huihui stepped back in horror, only to find that there was a wall that couldn't move back.

Desperately closing his eyes and looking at death like home, Jiang Zhezhi stretched out his hand after a slight pause.

It was just placed on top of her head.

"sorry."

The low-magnetism hoarse voice seemed to be after doing something wrong.

His hand was still on top of her head, so he could naturally feel her trembling just now.

Wen Huihui opened her eyes secretly, glanced at him incredulously, and opened her eyes completely when she saw his apologetic face.

She didn't know what she thought of, her body froze again, and then she hugged Jiang Zhezhi and cried out of grievance.

Jiang Zhezhi was stiffened by her throwing arms, and he couldn't relax his tense body no matter what.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish..."

Jiang Zhezhi froze and didn't know what to say. He really wanted to kill her just now. This is an irrefutable fact.

"I'm sorry." Apologized again.

He lowered his head slightly, his thick and long eyelashes covered his thoughts, leaving a shadow on his face.

(End of this chapter)