Reborn Zombie Supreme

"Sister Zhenzhen~"

Kuang Fusheng opened his arms and was about to pounce on Wang Zhenzhen, but the man behind him acted quickly and grabbed Kuang Fusheng first.

"Hello!"

Boom!

The man was dragged by Kuang Fusheng and ran forward for more than two meters. "You brat! Hey!"

The voice from behind called Kuang Fusheng back to his senses, and he controlled himself.

I felt so confused in my heart.

"You brat is so strong!" the man complained jokingly.

But Kuang Fusheng knew that he was not joking. He didn't even notice Kuang Tianyou grabbing him just now, as if a straw was tied to his leg and he couldn't notice it.

After that day, my strength suddenly increased greatly.

After thinking about it, I could only blame it on the meal at a stranger's house that day. Now whenever I think of that bowl of soup, Kuang Fusheng has no interest in blood anymore.

"Dad, it's you who are getting old!" Kuang Fusheng curled his lips.

"Fu Sheng, you must listen to your father's words." Wang Zhenzhen came over and stretched out her hand to help the man stand up. "Mr. Kuang, why are you here at our house?"

Mr. Kuang nodded: "Oh, that's right. I went to Mr. He's house for dinner before I was reborn. I felt embarrassed, but I couldn't get in touch with that family and they were often away from home, so I wanted to ask the landlady for it. Get their contact information and then visit them in person.”

"You are talking about Mr. He. I just saw him coming home. You can go directly to his house to find him."

"Really? Thank you, Resurrection. Let's go there quickly!"

"Oh, I see..." Kuang Fusheng said reluctantly.

"Thank you, Zhenzhen."

"It's okay, you can come over and play when you have time."

After watching the two people leave, Wang Zhenzhen leaned over and sat on the sofa.

"Mr. Kuang, let's have some tea... Huh? Zhenzhen, where are Mr. Kuang and Fu Sheng?" Ouyang Jiajia walked out of the kitchen with a tea tray.

"They're gone"

"Let's go. Why do you look so strange?"

"No, I just met Mr. He in the elevator."

"Then... have you asked him about the woman who looks very similar to you? Could it be that I gave birth to twins?" Ouyang Jiajia hooked her little finger behind her ear and frowned in thought.

"That's not right. I saw it with my own eyes and only gave birth to one child."

"It doesn't have to be twins who look alike in the world." Wang Zhenzhen said nonchalantly: "Mom, I've already found Brother Ping, and I'm going to take measurements tomorrow to make clothes."

…

Ding dong~

Kuang Fusheng and the others arrived at the door of He Cheng's house and rang the doorbell.

Click, the door opens.

"Sister Zhenzhen, why are you so fast?" Kuang Fusheng asked in surprise.

"Fu Sheng, you have recognized the wrong person. She is not Zhenzhen."

The man took a step forward, nodded to the woman and said, "Hello, I am Kuang Tianyou, and this is my son Kuang Fusheng. This brat was greedy and came here to trouble you. I came here specifically to visit today."

"Please come in..."

The woman who looked exactly like Zhenzhen nodded, opened the door completely, and invited the two of them in.

"It smells so good!" Kuang Fusheng couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"You're late, the meal is already finished."

On the sofa, He Cheng put down the newspaper.

Kuang Tianyou took Kuang Fusheng into the room and smelled the unspeakable fragrance.

But after all, he was more mature than Xiang Fusheng and knew how to hide himself. He glanced at the woman washing dishes in the kitchen, and finally rested his eyes on the young man on the sofa.

He was handsome and handsome, but he gave Kuang Tianyou a strong sense of oppression, as if he would die as long as the other person glared at him.

"Hello, Mr. He, I am Kuang Tianyou, and this is my son Kuang Fusheng."

"Hello"

Level 45 (Level 83)-Kuang Tianyou

He Cheng glanced lightly and saw through the situation of the "hero".

Kuang Fusheng, who has not sucked blood for many years and has poor strength, once ate dragon meat at He Cheng's table, received dragon energy to nourish his body, and his strength returned to level 63. He has changed from a weakling to the strongest.

On the contrary, Kuang Tianyou, the backbone, insisted on not sucking human blood, and his strength was greatly reduced.

Zombies don't suck blood, which is far worse than humans who don't eat.

People will die if they don't eat, but zombies will never die. If they don't suck blood, they will be as weak as a flesh worm, neither alive nor dead.

"We came here specifically to say thank you. Husheng interrupted before and caused trouble to you." Kuang Tianyou confirmed who was the master of the house.

"Won't."

He Cheng stood up, walked to the tea table, and said, "It just so happens, let's sit down and have a cup of tea."

"We just moved in not long ago, so we can just chat." Kuang Tianyou nodded.

Kuang Tianyou came today with a clear goal. He just wanted to know the origins of the three people in this family and why each one of them felt like a wild beast to him.

A strong death threat has been lingering above his head.

He had felt this feeling decades ago from the monster that bit him, but never again.

The elf who looked exactly like Wang Zhenzhen came over with a tea tray and poured tea.

"Thanks!"

Kuang Tianyou pretended not to care, picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea and asked:

"I work in the police station. Where does Mr. He work?"

"I just arrived in Hong Kong and haven't found a job yet."

"Brother, the dragon meat soup you made is so delicious, why not open a restaurant? I will definitely come there every day!" Kuang Fusheng said, raising his head.

"You're a little kid but you're a big kid!"

Kuang Tianyou smiled and cursed, raised his hand and put it on Kuang Fusheng's head. In fact, Kuang Fusheng's words happened to help him bring the topic to this aspect.

That kind of soup can actually make zombies linger and "greatly increase" their strength. Although Kuang Tianyou doesn't care about the strength, he is afraid that these three people already know their identities.

Whether the other party is an expert in cultivating Taoism or an evil demon, either way gives Kuang Tianyou a headache.

"That soup is not easy to eat. The raw material is dragon meat."

"You lied to a child again! How could there be a dragon in the world!" Kuang Fusheng made a face.

"LOL, really?"

He Cheng picked up the cup and took a sip of tea without continuing.

Although the dragon meat was harvested by him, it was similar to raising pigs, but how could people who were not relatives have the opportunity to eat it every day.

Seeing that the place was a little cold, Kuang Tianyou looked at the E Yao Yingying who was cleaning quietly, and asked: "Mr. He, I think this lady looks very similar to our landlord's daughter Wang Zhenzhen."

"Looks a lot like me?" E Yao was startled, but didn't pay much attention and continued to sweep the floor with her head lowered.

"It's very similar." He Cheng nodded, but didn't answer.

After chatting for a while, Kuang Tianyou took Kuang Fusheng and left.

In the elevator,

"Are they having problems?" Kuang Fusheng asked.

Kuang Tianyou frowned with a solemn expression: "There's a big problem! You only ate a bowl of soup at their house, and your body became so strong that I couldn't even beat him. Maybe what he said is true, and the soup you drank is true." It’s made of dragon meat.”