The Journey of Survival After Turning into a Beautiful Girl

Burned to death with a white phosphorous bomb..."

"Hiss~ white phosphorous bomb?"

Fuck me, this is simply a perverted killer.

"Who? Did it?"

White phosphorus bomb!This thing is too dangerous.

"those people……"

Could it be that Bai paused and rubbed his stomach calmly...

“It tastes good...”

The corner of his mouth twitched, looking at Mo Feibai's expression of "it's just like this", it made me feel... MM hurts.

By the way, why do I always identify myself in a male way?

It's strange, Fang Yuxuan left this to me too?

Tsk tsk, Fang Yuxuan, Fang Yuxuan, what have you experienced before?

However, in this way, I can understand why I have no memory in my mind. Maybe Fang Yuxuan has forgotten it?

In other words... I should be Fang Yuxuan, not a clone.

"Those people call themselves 'new human beings', hehe... mere human beings, dare to call themselves like that, real new human beings...

It should be me. "

Okay, you are amazing, I don't care about you.

Alas... Think about the strength of this child, and think about what he said... Freedom is hopeless~

Just when I was thinking this way, suddenly, a footstep came into my ears.

"pat~"

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"Those people... are mere human beings. Only my mother and I can become new human beings, because we..."

This child is very talkative. It should be because he has not been in contact with people all year round. When he originally spoke, he still had a little upside-down gibberish.

After these six or seven days of talking and chatting,

Already able to speak Chinese smoothly, and quite standard.

Just when I was thinking about freedom and hopelessness, and he was still talking, a voice made my ears twitch subconsciously.

Duo, and then looked back.

"pat..."

This sound is the sound of big leather shoes stepping on the mud. I don't know who it is, but I want to warn him.

It's dangerous here, so subconsciously

turn back.

At this glance, he saw the person coming.

There is a scar on his face, which runs from the left cheek to the right cheek. I seldom paid attention to him before, and basically

Basically ignore this feature, and

And because I'm not familiar with him, I don't need to remember him, but his face is still easy to remember, with a big back, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a

The scar runs down the left cheek to the right

In fact, according to the normal point of view, this kind of injury should not be left on the cheek, maybe he left it on purpose.

Wearing a knee-length fur coat with a shirt and tie inside, it's hard to imagine that there are people in such hot weather

Dressed like this, with a pair of leather

Shoes, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

Uh~ When I saw this shape, why did I, who didn't feel anything before, suddenly popped up in my mind?

person's name, although it is not

real name.

Crocodile, sand crocodile.

"A mere mutated monster dares to call itself human... It really makes me laugh to death."

"Wild wolf?! Why are you here?!"

"Mom! Who is this person?"

"Hiss... let me see, which one is the most courageous to rob my team members, but unexpectedly it is a mutated monster...

Ha ha. "

The wild wolf took a deep puff of the cigarette, without any fear at all, just walked this way calmly, not at all afraid.

Care about the existence of Mo Feibai, maybe he

Very confident, right?But Could it be that Bai's strength is not so simple as a mutant monster! !

"What? It's just such a thing that hooked you?"

When Mo Feibai put down the food in his hands and became vigilant, the wild wolf was already standing in front of me, his face

cold expressionless, just down

Looking at me, he asked a faint question.

"I... not good, explain."

"Is it……"

He nodded, then raised his head to look at Mo Feibai.

"Monster, I'm here to pick her up. You don't have the right to choose. Before I have the idea of ​​killing you, disappear in front of me."

In front of..."

Tsk tsk... I'm sorry, this is not easy to handle.

Sure enough, when I looked back at Mo Feibai, there was a clear hint of anger on his face.

The existence of this 'mother', he every

Every day hangs on the far end, and, being the kind of guy who can say it and do it, I hear him say 'nope' a few times a day.

there is anything that will mama

"Take it away from me" and other words, but today, Yelang's words are obviously "slaps" slaps in the face!

If this kid could bear it, it wouldn't be him.

Sure enough, when I turned my head to look at him, there was a strong killing intent on his face, obviously, this time

The words made him very angry.

"Wild wolves... are dangerous, go back..."

I was a little anxious, but when I was anxious, I stuttered even more, and Mo Feibai gave me a look.

"Mom...you actually care so much about this human being?"

"Mom?... When did you have a baby, why don't I know?"

"By the way... Is it necessary for me to report to you? No... Why do I care about him?"

What are these two people doing?Why did you suddenly point the gunfire at me?

However, these two didn't start fighting, but almost at the same time, they put their eyes on me as a reviewer, and immediately

I'm so embarrassed that I don't know where to put my hands

where.

"I... I said, no, what are you doing... looking at me like this?"

The wild wolf is staring at me, could it be that Bai is also staring at me, are you two sick?

Then, the two suddenly raised their hands and pointed at each other.

"This is your wild man?"

"This is your wild son?"

I'm so meow...

"I don't have any fucking men, let alone have children!! Could it be that Bai is not my own son, and this bastard is not me

Wild man, you two are enough! ! "

"That's it...then I'm relieved."

The wild wolf glanced at Mo Feibai, nodded, and looked relieved, but... Mo Feibai's reaction was completely different

The.

"Mom! What are you talking about!?"

"I!"

Oops!Wrong word!

"I'm not your own son? How is it possible... No, it's impossible!"

"Feibai...you, calm down, listen to me, my impression is...indeed not, child, you should too, no

I... my own. "

Speaking of which, I looked at Mo Feibai.