The Journey of Survival After Turning into a Beautiful Girl

Go and see what it is, the muffled and hoarse roar, I still can't forget it, and the dream

That chill, no matter what, I

They are all very concerned. If you don't meet them, it's okay. If you do, you don't know if you can survive.

Walking out of the gate, Zhou Jun had already gone upstairs first, while Feng Yun and Li Xiuxiu were at the elevator door, tugging hard at the people on both sides.

The door, but there is no way to open it at all.

"Mom, Uncle Feng is in trouble."

This girl, Juanjuan, has talked a lot these two days. It seems that she has gradually recovered from Bai Xiaoxiao's blow.

"Well, let's go and help."

"Ah."

Leading Juanjuan to the elevator door, Li Xiuxiu let go of the elevator door, while Feng Yun smiled awkwardly.

"for this I……"

Perhaps it was because as a man, he didn't even have the most basic physical strength, Feng Yun's expression was indeed embarrassing.

"It's okay, I'll try."

Waving, I can understand Feng Yun very well. After all, as a voice, most of the time he is sitting in the consultation room.

I won't be lucky if it's necessary

It is understandable that my physical strength is a little weak.

Li Xiuxiu next to me still didn't have a good face towards me, but she kept her mouth shut, which made me a little concerned.

What exactly did Shi Fengyun tell Li Xiuxiu?

What.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he dug his fingers into the gap of the elevator door, held his breath, and pulled it violently!

"Kara!!"

It's not very strenuous, after all, my body is no longer like ordinary people, so the door with such strength is not a challenge for me

Sex.

"All right."

Clap your hands, turn around and say something to Feng Yun, then turn around and leave.

"Yuxuan, thank you."

Feng Yun's voice came from behind me, he waved his hand, without looking back, he turned the corner and went upstairs.

Such a small episode is not worthy of my doing more, so it is considered to be kind and righteous to help here, I am a present

true pessimists, but

Very sensible, and the mentality can be regarded as a person who can maintain it.

I habitually calculate and think of the worst result according to logic, and then deal with it rationally and with a peaceful mind.

This is probably how I do things

law.

Although I am no longer who I used to be, my personality has not changed at all, at least, I feel like I am now

Nothing has changed, perhaps with that

A little bit, but where exactly, I don't quite know.

Or do not want to admit it?

Anyway, that's about it.

According to habit, the first thing I thought of was a completely mutated monster with a muffled and hoarse voice.

But the deterrent effect is very strong, and the cutting pass

The sound is very far away.

This is a simple reasoning ability. Normally speaking, if such a clear voice wants to spread in a building,

It must be loud, and

And it is impossible to tell where the sound is coming from, probably because of the echo between the corridor and the stairs, which makes it impossible to judge clearly?

If the distance is very close, this situation will basically not happen, the top is the top, and the bottom is the bottom, but this

The sound is unusually empty and broad,

It is impossible to tell whether it is coming from above or below. Looking at it this way, it must be at least five or six floors above to shout this effect.

And its voice must be very strong

Big.

Well, the sound is powerful, representing at least a few conditions.

The body is not small, the mouth is not small, and the physical strength is quite a lot.

Big body, big mouth, and very good physical strength, should this be considered a standard configuration for mutant monsters?

Walking up the stairs step by step, when you reach the third floor, the door on the third floor is open, and there is a faint transmission from inside

The roar and Sun Deyang's exclamation,

What followed was the sound of muffled gunfire.

"Snapped!"

If the silencer is not installed, the sound is enough to be heard clearly on the second floor, but after it is installed, even if it is

At the door on the third floor, I heard the voice

It's not too clear either.

Well, it looks like Zhou Jun and Sun Deyang are collecting cloth products and are completing the task accurately.

"Mom, Uncle Zhou and Brother Sun are here."

"Well, here's what they have to do, what we have to do, and it's still up there."

Nodding my head, I patted Juanjuan's little head and continued to go upstairs.

Although the corridor isn't clean, it's not dirty either, it's just a little messy, yes... just 'some', not really

As messy as a city hospital,

After all, there is a lot of traffic there, but this is a residential area with less traffic.

Therefore, there is almost no mess in the corridor, just a little dust, although occasionally you can see a little bit of dust.

Silk has dried on the wall, black

There were no bloodstains left, not even a corpse.

The corridor is very empty, and there is a big window on each floor, so although the corridor is a bit dark, you can still see clearly

everything.

Walking up all the way, about five floors, the little girl Juanjuan was a little tired, and a trace of sweat slipped down her forehead.

"tired?"

Taking a look at Juanjuan, her body has just recovered not long ago, it seems that she was a little rash to bring it out this time.

"Juanjuan is not tired."

There was a trace of panic and uneasiness in Juanjuan's eyes. It seemed that I was not my own mother, and I still hadn't fully entered into her.

In my heart, after all, she has been captured by Bai Xiao

Akatsuki abandoned her once, probably because she was afraid that I would abandon her. Although she was short of breath, her face was flushed, and sweat was streaming down her forehead,

But still gritted his teeth and said 'not tired'.

"Ah."

Nodded, touched Juanjuan's little head, turned her head, and looked to the side. At this moment, we are already on the eighth floor.

The building is about ten stories high.

Is it halfway there now?

Time... It's ten past one, it's still very early, why don't you find a place to rest, after all, Juanjuan's physical strength needs to recover, I

You have to eat something too.

"Let's go."

Seeing Juanjuan nodding with a stubborn expression, I feel distressed.

Holding Juanjuan's fleshy little hand, she took out a Type 92 pistol and walked directly to the door on the eighth floor.

There is a distance of two or three meters between the door and the stairs. This space is empty and there is nothing. There is a

Mops and buckets, near the stairs

Concrete floor, but inside the corridor, it is tile floor.

The door on the eighth floor is closed. Is there any sound from behind? I can’t hear it. There are only me and Juanjuan’s breathing in the corridor.

and the sound of their footsteps.

"Shh~"

She gestured to Juanjuan, and watched as Juanjuan covered her little mouth cutely, and stared at me with wide round eyes.

The chick nodded like a pecking rice, I almost

laugh out loud.

Although the gate is closed, I have already seen it on the way. Although the iron gates on each floor have locks,

But it didn't lock. I pushed it lightly.

The iron door on the eighth floor was slowly opened with a piercing "Ga Zhi Zhi~" sound.