My Girlfriend is a Zombie

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Xing Yao turned and glanced at Li Wei, who was thrown into the bed, and then closed the door.

When the middle-aged man left, he gave him another task: guard this guy, don't let him run around.

"Is this person still running? No ten days and a half months, it is estimated that even a good walk can not be done."

Xing Yao feels a little dissatisfied with this redundant explanation.

Although his original work is a warning... But since the Air Force as a whole is not as formal as it used to be, this small-scale and inconspicuous temporary work transfer is naturally no problem.

"But... I’m going to be a moldy guy, will I be infected with mold?”

Star Yao leaned against the wall and thought bored: "Rely, there is no one even chatting!"

To be honest, his heart is still very curious, of course, not for Li Wei, but for the group who played against Li Wei.

The blatant confrontation with the Air Force, and successively turned over two groups of people, ruining two helicopters...

These things have nothing to do with these people, but they have already been rumored.

An ordinary person, but the Air Force is a mess, great!

Thinking of this, Xing Yao glanced inside through the small window on the door, could not help but reveal a sneer.

Usually, I am not being cleaned up by an ordinary person.

......

At this time, Li Wei, lying on the bed, turned and looked at a few bottles of pills dropped on the bedside table.

His eyes turned around in the house, and after confirming that there was no surveillance camera, he suddenly sat up.

The movement is agile. Where is the old man who has been seriously injured?

But in fact. This physical injury is true. But this level of damage is nothing to the zombies.

Coupled with the self-repairing ability of the zombies, he at most looks disappointing, and the internal injuries have already healed quickly.

"call!"

Li Wei...or Lingmo, he jumped out of the bed and quickly approached the door, then looked out through the window.

The guard had already sat down on a chair, though facing it. But did not stare at the door.

"I didn't expect it to actually come in! And it was not shot immediately..."

Ling Mo’s heart was a little excited, and the feeling of sneaking into the enemy’s base camp was really different.

At least for Lingmo, it's still quite fresh, which is different from the feeling of diving into the Falcon.

"I don't think this is a new generation of zeros..."

However, the successful sneak is still just the beginning.

Ling Moping regained his mood, then reached out and twisted the door handle.

"Hey..."

He tried it and suddenly let go of his disappointment.

Sure enough, the other party locked him up.

But for zombies, this kind of lock is opened as long as it is hard.

Only locked the door and sent a guard. It seems that being stunned by Shana is really the right choice.

A wounded person is always more confusing than a healthy person.

on the other hand. After all, Li Wei was the captain of the ninth detachment. Although he made a big mistake, he was not dismissed.

Besides, isn't he running back?

Obviously, I can go away and be a big brother in a group of survivors. The result is still running back.

This alone is enough to let others relax and be wary of him.

Look, Li Yan people are so conscious, but also strictly guarded? Symbolic to do it...

"Don't worry, take your time."

Ling Mo turned his eyes to the house and looked around.

This house is not a cell. It seems to be Li’s own room, but it seems to have been searched.

It might have been a place where guns were hanging, and it was already empty.

In addition to some daily necessities, his colleagues only left him a few bottles of medicine, not even looking for a doctor to take a look.

"Don't look for it. If you see something, isn't it bad?"

Ling Mo’s heart was so dark, this kind of treatment that was enough to suffocate Li Wei’s own, but he was very satisfied.

One side of the house was facing the window of the airport, and Ling Mo mingled to the window, and took a look at the corner of the curtain, and suddenly showed a hint of surprise.

His eyes cast into the wilderness in the distance, and then suddenly waved.

At this point, in the wilderness, a small figure suddenly jumped up: "Wow! That guy!"

"Hey!"

Lingmo’s body immediately stunned Yu’s mouth. When she just wanted to resist, she was sold by black silk...

The silver silk of the black silk was immediately entangled, but the two were wrapped in a tight and solid, and fell into the grass.

"Hey! Hey!"

"Black silk, your body has become that virtue and do not forget to pounce me?! Lying trough! Lying trough!! Little white you dare...ah!"

......

This sudden change caused the corpse to pause for a while, and it took two seconds to start moving.

The window is facing the position where the body is lurking. This is good news, at least to make the action more convenient.

Although the distance is a little farther, when you need it, you can always think of a way.

There is a storage room in the house, but unfortunately there is nothing else except the clothes.

"Forget it, the identity of the zombies is itself the biggest weapon."

Ling Mo did not care to raise his eyebrows, and he knocked out a locked drawer and pulled it away.

"what?"

He reached out and pulled out a bunch of keys, and took a curious look at his hand.

These security door keys are also covered with white tape, which is written with a ballpoint pen: 201,206.

Obviously, this is the room number.

But what are these rooms? Lingmo doesn't know yet.

It’s one thing to learn from memory, but after all, it’s not something that you have in your mind. Even if you encounter something familiar, you can’t think of it all at once.

Just like the middle-aged man before... Ling Mo did not speak, on the one hand to hide his identity, on the other hand, because he didn’t remember who the guy was!

"This young boy, you pay a little attention to interpersonal relationships! I can't think of it, but the middle-aged uncle has a look and you are a deadly enemy! Even the enemy's name you don't remember, really... ”

Ling Mo sighed a few words and put the bunch of keys close to the body.

When he entered the door, he was already searched, and he changed his clothes. Now, if you hide something, it is estimated that it will not attract attention anymore.

From the words of the middle-aged uncle, Ling Mo has determined his own guess.

Li Wei fled back so embarrassedly, as long as he was not shot immediately, it is likely to face repeated interrogation.

Telling all the information of Ling Mo and his party, telling the cause and effect completely... Maybe he will ask him where he is now.

He seems to be in the pursuit, and may have been attacked many times on the way.

"It doesn't matter if they ask anything, just let me know, anyone who wants to kill me will do."

Ling Mo gently pinched his fist, which seemed to be no different from the ordinary person's back, and the blue veins immediately bulged.

The blood vessels of the original Wuqing gradually turned into blood red.

He looked up and looked at a mirror hanging behind several pieces of clothing.

Inside the mirror, it was a pale and scarred face, but what made people feel heartbroken was the eyes that suddenly became blood red.

"If you want to kill me, I will let me go to die before your thoughts have been implemented."

If this group is just a group of weak people, Lingmo may put them as a fart.

But these people have heavy armies, strength, weapons, and networks.

They have killed their own strength, but they have not realized it yet, they need to use a stronger knife to hack themselves.

But now, they should be aware of it.

"Unfortunately, it’s late."

Ling suddenly clenched his fist and punched the mirror.

The glass shattered in silence, and there was no scar on his back.

In a short period of time, a zombie who is completely ignorant and never recovers his intelligence will be forced to pile up to the mutated level, which is not too difficult for Lingmo.

And a zombie that is mutated, but completely controlled by humans, is a nightmare for such a large survivor gathering place... (to be continued.)