My Girlfriend is a Zombie

The man in the glasses was filled with lighthearted emotions. He reached out and held the glasses with a smile. He looked at the door with a smile: "Even if you control the helicopter, it is useless. The fuel in it is only enough to fly here. If you don't believe it, you can force them to take off and try to take off. But when it's time to smash, you don't blame us for not reminding you in advance."

Upon hearing this, Muchen suddenly stunned and his face showed a trace of anger: "It’s really an agency calculation! How much hatred? Wait... It doesn't seem to matter to me!"

"Chou is big." Ling Mo faintly said. In the face of huge interests, what is this means?

"Do you want to go out and clarify? Can you give me some proof?" Mu Chen asked in a depressed mood.

"You are just the instructor who helped me lead the team. They shouldn't be embarrassed about you..." Ling Mo squinted.

"...Rely! I am following you badly every day!" Muchen vomited blood. He pulled the knife out of his backhand and said indignantly. "If they do it, I will not be polite! But the captain, what is going on in this matter?" Are you clear?"

"more or less……"

While speaking, Ling Mo looked at the cockpit again, and Shana seemed to receive a signal, suddenly smirked and walked up, and reached out and pressed Li Yalin's wrist. Her movements looked very hard and there was no warning beforehand. Seeing this scene, even Muchen couldn't help but blow up the scalp, not to mention the pilot.

The white hand is like a hammer that is ruthlessly falling. Once it falls, waiting for him is the end of the head being pierced. This kind of death is too horrible. Even if he is ready to cope with various situations, he never imagined that he would encounter such a fascinating thing.

The pilot almost screamed instinctively: "Don't! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"Oh..." Shana's palm stopped quietly less than two centimeters from her sister. She licked her lips and looked at the co-pilot. The expressionless co-pilot was already scared at this time, and even his lips were involuntarily twitching.

"No... don't..." The co-pilot was nervously reading.

"It seems that you don't want to die... that's good. Who two of you came to tell me how much fuel is left in the end?" Shana asked with a smile.

"I... I said!"

"I also said..."

After a few seconds, Shana suddenly stood up straight, and she turned to look at Ling Mo, and then nodded.

"Is that really true..." Ling Mo thought indefinitely.

The glasses man called out again: "Last name, are you still not coming out?... I know, do you want to treat those two people as hostages? If so, I advise you to hurry out. Let's recognize the reality early, don't waste each other's time. You don't have to be too scared. We choose this way, isn't it just to take a peaceful approach? But if you insist on not agreeing..."

"This scene... is really peace." A sardonic voice suddenly interrupted him.

The glasses man was a glimpse first, then he showed a smile that didn’t smile. He looked at the silence at the door of the cabin unscrupulously: "You are the surname Ling? Hehe... I suggest you not to move those two Pilots..."

Face his gaze. Lingmo just picked an eyebrow and then jumped to the ground.

But as soon as he moved, the people around him immediately turned the gun, and the man with the glasses shrank a little.

Luo Ming took a step back subconsciously, especially when Ling Mo’s line of sight swept from him, he couldn’t help but think of the situation he had encountered before. In this person's eyes, it seems that there is something weird. It's hard to control your emotions...

And his emotions at this time should have been very exciting, but inexplicably mixed with a fluster...

"Which onion are you?" Ling Mo asked unceremoniously.

He didn't look at the glasses man at all, but turned his eyes around...

In the eyes of the glasses man, there was a bit of anger, and his laughter gradually stopped, and his tone became more sullen: "The shackles in the middle of the squad are still so arrogant, you don't count, how many guns are there? You. As soon as I shout, you will be screened soon..."

Seeing Lingmo seems to be unmoved, the glasses man sneered, suddenly said: "You are looking for another helicopter? Rest assured, they just turned around in this town. We have already investigated, know you I have ever beaten the Air Force’s plane, although I don’t know what you are doing with it. But you will never have any chance again... Let your people come out and walk with us honestly. Otherwise, your companions will only be buried with you..."

As he spoke, the sneer of the glasses man slowly disappeared again. He wanted to see a panicked and scared look from Ling Mo's face. But the other person just stared at him like an idiot. This feeling made him angry and uncomfortable.

Why is this person so calm? He himself was pointed at the gun, and his companion was shaking in the sky. Cann’t this cause him to be touched a little? Still, he has already calculated that the camp will not kill him, so he pretends to be indifferent. Or, what other plans does he have?

"Hey, surname Ling, I advise you not to make any more ghosts. The camp is hard work for you, this is already very affordable. I have heard that you used to be a survivor to help us." Only then... You handed over the Air Force, because you didn’t have the ability to keep it, now it’s just to make you more thorough...” The glasses man continued, he knew there were several people in the cabin, but as long as they could Under the silence, other people are not enough.

"Set a game to catch me, then use me to threaten Yu Wenxuan to come to the court, this is also called to see me? I want to work for you, then why do you make things so complicated? With your ability, not with a Can the little finger crush me? As for handing it over... I am not handing it over to you, but to Yu Wenxuan, understand?" Ling silently said.

For those who are interested in anger, the excuse is not the most important thing. The most important thing is the result. Even if all that is said in the mouth is the robber logic, they can also be said to be plausible, even peace of mind. It’s just that this kind of thinking has become the mainstream of Falcon so quickly. This is what Lingmo didn’t think of at the beginning.

"The Su Qianrou... she promised something..." Ling couldn't help but sigh.

"The weak meat is strong, this is the natural law. Kid, you are still too young..." The more the glasses man thinks, the more wrong he feels. He suddenly frowned and asked, "You already know? How do you know?" of?"

As soon as he raised this question, Luo Ming also looked up nervously. He suddenly understood the source of the fluster...

"When the two of them came to pick me up, I knew it." Lingmo smiled and said, "But it was just a feeling at the beginning. When the plane came here, I was completely sure. The driver made a special gesture and emphasized in the phrase 'Ready'. At the time, I thought it was the action code. Now I know that it was about another plane." He looked at the glasses again. "Your mental strength is good, you can cover up so many people, people can't see the problem. But I just sit down on the plane and refuse to come down, you are in a hurry..."

The glasses man snorted a little depressed, but then he laughed again: "Even if you are observant, what about it? You are not here yet?" He gestured at the people and said, "Take everyone down, and this person, tie him up! Surnamed Ling, whether you have read the wrong signal, this matter is a foregone conclusion..."

"Oh..." Lingmo smiled and shook his head, almost at the same time, a burst of engine humming sounded near this area...