He Lived Like You

    "Such a coincidence?" The wolf dog poked his head, "...but as the saying goes, no coincidence is a book, shouldn't he be our new companion?"

    Shen Shanwu shook his head, "I was stopped by him yesterday outside the dormitory building, with black and white pupils, pink nails, and the bark of the small molars."

    "He really hid in the small window of the back door of the classroom when he was okay, and secretly observed the unruly classmates... I have been caught the most times, and I am unlucky."

    The wolf dog couldn't help rubbing the goose bumps on his arms, "I have a picture in my mind! My high school class teacher is like this too!"

      An unrecognizable, foul-smelling zombie showed its coveted look at you, and at this moment, the thick chain that bound it was pulled by a long-term huge force and suddenly snapped from the embedded cement..."

    "Stop making up stories." The prophet half-squatted on the ground and waved to the others, "Since it is not on the ground, not in the wall, and not in the air, that person can only be underground."

    "Did you touch the secret door of the basement?" Shen Shanwu asked, the prophet shook his head, "No, but come and see, this piece of cement under the cabinet, and other places Is it different?"

    "There can only be this explanation." The prophet clasped his fingers on the ground, the muffled sound, and could not hear anything, he stood up and took a step back without raising his head. :"milk tea."

    The milk tea immediately responded, she stood where the prophet had just stood, stomped her feet, "Give me a nail."

    The wolf dog immediately took out a piece from his pocket and handed it to her. After taking the milk tea, he leaned down and touched the ground with one hand, his mind changed, and the whole person disappeared in place.

    The remaining three people in the room looked at each other, the prophet took a deep breath, pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly, and said, "Wolf dog, get ready."

    The wolf dog nodded, hesitated for a long time but couldn't help but scolded: "What the **** is this perverted?!"

      Possibly a sealed basement.

    Thirty seconds later, the wolf dog's left index finger trembled slightly.

    Opening his eyes again, the wolf dog was already standing in a basement with a size of no more than ten square meters.

    The principle of night vision of mutants is similar to that of felines. The pupils have a strong ability to capture low light, and if it is really in a pure black place, they will not do the same.

    In addition to the two of them, there was another person in the basement, or an underage boy. His wrists and ankles were bound with heavy chains, the ends were deeply plunged into the cement, and the mouth was bound with a shackle. In the frantic struggle, the huge chain friction sound echoed in this narrow basement, deafening, and the wolf dog was unable to judge whether the other party was a zombie or a mutant for a while.

    But then he thought that this mutant had mutated nearly two months ago, which means that he was alone in this dark, silent and cramped space, bound and restrained. A full two months.

    The mutants who have just awakened are relatively weak, their bodies are still in the recovery and adaptation period, and they cannot go out on their own. This is another junior high school student who looks only thirteen or fourteen years old. I am afraid that his spirit will collapse before his body recovers.

    "We are your companions." The wolfdog said, "You are all right, we will take you out."

    The junior high school student continued to struggle as if he had never heard of it. His eyes gradually adapted to the light, but his mind was still haunted by nightmares. Roaring was his only way to express his fear. The wolf dog and the milk tea looked at each other and bullied him directly. One of them restrained one of his hands and feet, and then pulled it hard, and the thick and long chain broke immediately.

    The wolf dog moves rough and gentle, he holds the junior high school student's two wrists with one hand, and the other hand covers his eyes, and soon, the light reappears in front of him, the wolf dog He took the new mutants back to the ground without any hesitation.

    The basement was so depressing that the wolfdog didn't want to stay for a second.

    Milk tea also reappeared in the place where she disappeared before. She bit her lower lip and couldn't bear to say: "The fully enclosed basement, someone locked him inside and built the entrance and exit."

    "..." Shen Shanwu looked down at the man on the ground, unkempt and scantily clad, laying on the ground under the pressure of the wolf dog, his chest constantly heaving. The Prophet walked to the junior high school student, squatted down slowly, and stretched out his hand to directly crush the metal buckle on his face.

      ugly. The Prophet stroked his hair very distressedly, "I'm sorry, we're late."

    "Go out and peel it again." The wolfdog said, "But don't call me again after this is over, no matter what happens, I have to take good care of my nails, and I have saved up these two for more than a year. I've run out of months."

      Go to a hidden place to call out the wolf dog, and return with him to the small building where the mutants temporarily live.

    So the 'assassin' who could not be found was instantly caught by the Shanhai team, forced into the car without revealing his face, and brought back to the Shanhai team headquarters to be lynched and tortured. A group of people came and left in a mighty way, and rumors spread, making the teachers and students of the school and even most of the base uneasy.

    Don't mention Jiang Tong's morning review, the school directly gave all teachers and students three days off, and the leaders held an emergency meeting to discuss issues related to breach of responsibility and strengthening security.

    After all, it's a big event like the 'Major General's assassination', and it's normal for the battle to be loud. Fortunately, although the good thing happened suddenly, the mountains and seas were powerful, and the team members were all elites and well-trained.

    Everyone can only hide their complaints in their stomachs, and then they have to think hard about how to see Captain Wang Jiang, give some small gifts, etc...

    But these follow-ups have nothing to do with the mutants. Although Shen Shanwu is a little worried about Jiang Huan, who has a slit in his waist and abdomen, in comparison, it is definitely on the side of the new mutants. Things are more important.

    Time and time again, the executioner has forcibly torn off the shackles on the face and limbs of the junior high school students. The mutants feel very little pain. The visual effects are horrific.

    The **** man of 1.95 meters in Tibetan is beside the door, his fingers are clucking, and he looks like he is going to fight with the human beings who are imprisoning the junior high school students. Directly across from him, Hugo sat on the sofa with his knees in his arms, staring at the junior high school student without blinking, clenching his teeth, but he refused to approach each other.

    "Have your emotions stabilized?" Shen Shanwu stepped forward and asked. The junior high school student's face was ripped apart, only his eyes and forehead were intact. He looked cautiously at the person who came, and his fingers tightly grasped the Prophet's sleeve, like the only life-saving straw.

    "The Prophet, the eternal God." The head of the line sighed, "We can do without anyone in the mutants, but without him, it will be finished. If there is no Prophet, Hugo and this child will not be able to I know how much more suffering I have to suffer."

    The Prophet gently stroked the hair and shoulders of the junior high school student, and softly introduced him to the basic situation of the mutants. The president and milk tea brought out the food prepared for the new companions and piled them on the coffee table. Although the mutants do not need to eat, the habits of human beings are deeply engraved in their memory, and none of the nine original mutants did not. One who doesn't like to eat.

      ."

    "This is 1.6 meters, where is Zhengtai? I still think the fake Zhengtai is a little more adorable." All spit out.

    The prophet inserted a 'little rabbit' with a toothpick and handed it to the lips of the junior high school student. He smiled and said, "Try it, how can it taste? It's a bit like a watermelon and a bit like an apple."

    The junior high school student looked at him hesitantly, and after a while he looked at the mirror in his hand—the make-up mirror provided by Milk Tea Friendship, with black-red pupils, sharp teeth, a face beyond recognition, bloody, But he only felt very slight pain, as if he had just been scratched by a fingernail.

    This is a stage that every mutant will go through, doubting the authenticity of everything, and completely subverting and reshaping the three views.

    "..." After a while, the junior high school student slowly stretched out his hand to take the meteorite, but did not put it into his mouth immediately, but stared blankly.

    No one urged him. The executioner lowered his head and played the game, without even mute, the sound of gunshots echoing in the living room, the wolf dog couldn't help but run over to connect with him. The president finally formed a poker game as he wished. He added Shen Shanwu, the president and milk tea, and the Tibetans sat and watched with great interest. Hugo also gradually calmed down, and sat alone in the farthest place, opening the hard-shell books.

    The Prophet sat next to the junior high school student and stopped talking. Instead, he leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes, silently accompanying the junior high school student, giving him a sense of security and space to think alone.

    This sitting, the junior high school student sat abruptly until the sunset, and the meteorites in his hands and on the coffee table were all oxidized and yellow, and he didn't take a bite. The milk tea was emptied directly and a new plate was cut for him. When the food was dumped into the trash can, the eyes of the junior high school student seemed to move slightly, but there was no sound.

    The Prophet couldn't take it anymore after two o'clock, his whole body was stiff, and seeing that the hand of the junior high school student pinching his sleeve was not as tight as before, he got up to move his body and played cards instead of milk tea .

    The poker table is completely one-sided, Shen Shanwu kills everyone without any recognition of his relatives, if it is not for the lack of money, otherwise the president may have to pay two subsidiaries to him .

    After the milk tea cut the fruit, I was too lazy to take a detour, and went straight through the wall and placed the plate in front of the junior high school students.

    Shen Shanwu spent a day away from home and was addicted to playing cards. Seeing that the sky was getting darker, he got up and said, "I have to go back and come back tomorrow."

    "Let's go now? Focus on **** and friends." The wolf dog smiled and hit him with a tissue that wiped his hands: "Don't go, let our children speak before they can go."

    "But Jiang Huan was injured..."

    "What's his little injury, just lick it with saliva."

    "Fuck! Take me back."

     But at this moment, the prophet's eyes suddenly lit up, and he called out, "Student, wait a second, I have an idea."

    The Prophet is no better than the wolf dog, he asked Shen Shanwu to wait, Shen Shanwu will definitely wait, everyone also looked at him, but the Prophet ran to Shen Shanwu and whispered a few words, and then talked to him entered the room together.

    Milk tea played the role of a prophet, sitting next to the junior high school student to appease him, but the junior high school student still had no major reaction.

    Soon, the prophet opened the door again and came out of the room, but he was not the adult Shen Shanwu just now, but the same 13 or 14-year-old junior high school student version Shen Shanwu.

    Shen Shanwu even used human eyes to wear basketball shoes, the favorite sportswear of boys of this age. It was the first time that the Tibetans saw a talented student using his supernatural powers, and he said a few words in Tibetan in surprise, but no one could understand it.

    "Hello." Shen Shanwu walked to the side of the junior high school student and stretched out his hand, "My name is Shen Shanwu, how about you?"

    The round pink and white nails made the junior high school student stunned. He raised his head with half-opened lips and saw a human face. Shen Shanwu smiled at him, but the junior high school student was fierce He stood up and looked around, alert and terrified.

    Shen Shanwu hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I am also a mutant, and I explained before that our mutants don't eat people, and this is just to make you feel at ease."

    Anyway, having a reaction is a good thing. Shen Shanwu insisted: "Can you tell me your name?"

      Miles lasted for several months, nearly collapsed, and needed time to calm down.

      Hou Yi's Yi."

    Shen Shanwu raised his head and looked at the wolf dog and asked, "Who is Tao Han?"

    Hearing the name, Tao Yi immediately shouted very excitedly: "He is my little uncle! Is he still alive?! Where is he!"

    “…”

    Dinner time, Shen Shanwu finally walked out of the room in the form of Jiang Tong, Jiang Huan claimed that he was terrified and needed to rest in the room alone, so that no one else would disturb he.

    At this time, Jiang Huan was sitting in his office with injuries and browsing official documents. Go now.

    "The old lady was so anxious when she heard that the major general was assassinated, she told me to send these things, and I had to accept them if I didn't accept them. It's better to let the major general go home." Gong Wei said, "Believe it or not, if the Major General refused to accept it, the old lady would dare to go to Shanhai's gate in person the next day."

    Lu Jingzhi's teeth hurt, "You said that Brother Shen was resurrected, death is a misunderstanding, Jiang Huan's family relationship should be eased." "...I also think that there is a lack of opportunity. ." Gong Wei nodded, "I think this time is a good opportunity."

    "Sister Weiwei, Deputy Team Lu." Shen Shanwu stepped forward and greeted, "What are you doing?"

    "Jiang Tong!" Gong Wei said happily, but she frowned again in a twinkling of an eye, "Jiang Tong, go in and persuade your father, let him not worry about work, and Ah, just accept the things from Grandma too, it's also the old man's heart."

    "Work?" Shen Shanwu looked at the closed office door suspiciously, "Has the captain eaten?"

    "No, no." Gong Wei hurriedly complained.

    "It's quarter past six, why haven't you eaten yet?"

    Shen Shanwu sank his face, little bunny, his wings are really hard. He raised his hand and knocked on the door, and opened the door without waiting for Jiang Huan to say please come in.

    Men Nei Jianghuan raised his head slightly in discord, but all his anger disappeared the moment he saw Shen Shanwu, he put down his pen, got up and said, "You are here."

    Shen Shanwu stepped forward quickly, "How is the wound?"

    Just when Lu Jingzhi and Gong Wei were convinced that Jiang Huan would definitely say no pain and no trouble, they saw Jiang Huan frown slightly, put one hand in front of the wound on his waist, and the other hand Holding the desk halfway, he said, "It hurts, it hurts all afternoon..."

    The author has something to say:  The ring is weak.

    Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 piece of Guangfengjiyue, DEE, and sweet wine;

    Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 100 bottles of Fuguang Yuejin; 66 bottles of INCEIVABLE; 20 bottles of Mengxizhou; It is 1 ah and 2 bottles that are bent; 1 bottle of aianan, Yumian, Xiao Qingyue;

    Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!