Zombie Girlfriend Evolution Theory

"How long can it last now?" Cube asked in a deep voice, leaning against the wall to avoid the dense bullets.

"At most an hour," the guard whispered.

Hearing the words, Cube couldn't help but glanced at the people in Ark standing outside, and after gritted his teeth, he whispered, "Now we can only fight."

As he estimated the distance between himself and the Ark, he suddenly turned over from the window and jumped out. When everyone did not react, he used the ability to flash and teleported directly behind the Ark.

"Don't move!" he growled low.

Seeing that Ark was being held hostage, everyone in Yumeng looked at each other for a moment and then swept over with weapons without hesitation.

Before the cube could react, it was hit a few times, and the ark in front of him also let out a muffled grunt.

Seeing these people who didn't care about the life and death of Ark, Cube just felt chills in his heart.

"Didn't I just tell you about it?" With a pale face and a grinning smile, Ark avoided the attacks of a few people, and smashed his elbow on the chest of Cube. Just when he was holding the dagger and using the ultimate move, the cube flashed and disappeared in front of his eyes.

"This method is useless for us." Looking sideways at the wall where the cube is hiding, the Ark's feet were a little soft. He stepped back and sat under the guardrail next to the roof. "You bastards. You really shot me!"

"We deliberately avoided your vitals." An Ze walked over to help Ark deal with the wound, watching the blood stains on his hands, there was even a touch of affection between his eyebrows.

"Ark are you okay?" Yang Tianzong rushed to the side of Ark and asked under the cover of the railing.

"Fortunately, I am a supernatural person, and this kind of injury will heal soon." Fang Zhou coughed, and smiled palely, "It would be nice if there was Drunken Emperor at this time."

Hearing that Yang Tianzong's expression darkened, in his eyes, Drunken Emperor was actually a very powerful person, and he did not expect to be folded here.

Thinking like this in his heart, he raised his eyes to look at the corpse of Drunk Wuye, but his eyes condensed together in an instant.

"Drunk Emperor's... where's the corpse?" He asked in shock, "was it there just now?"

Perhaps it was because Yang Tianzong's trembling sound was abnormally weird at this time, Fang Zhou couldn't help getting up and looking in the direction of Zui Wuye's corpse, but saw nothing.

"Is it under pressure?" He scratched his head, feeling a little surprised, "Drunken Emperor's head was blown up in half just now. It's impossible to be alive. It's impossible even for a person with healing powers."

"But that corpse did disappear." An Ze's eyes were full of interest. With his eyes wide open, he scanned the corpses on the ground back and forth, nodding with certainty, "Really not, the corpse of Drunken Emperor. Gone."

"It's estimated that I let someone go." Fang Zhou retracted his gaze and leaned against the guardrail, pressing the wound on his abdomen.

An Ze nodded and dragged Yang Tianzong, who was still in a daze, to continue to join the battle, putting pressure on Fang and the others.

But soon they discovered that Fang's offensive had slowed down significantly, and they stopped their hands altogether later, only the black muzzle was still against the wall, indicating that there were still people guarding there.

"What's the situation?" Yang Tianzong asked with a tangled look at An Ze, who was touching his chin. He wiped the drops of sweat dripping from his chin and coughed twice with saliva.

"I don't know." An Ze shook his head. He glanced at the Ark, which was still sitting in a daze in front of the guardrail.

So the people on the other side of the cube stopped, and the people in Yumeng also put away their guns, as if they would never do anything without shooting.

At this time, the cube didn't want to shoot, but the whole person was strangled and couldn't move.

He struggled to grasp the arm around his neck, and his feet rubbed the ground vigorously. Everyone could even see his struggling toes from the upper of his shoes.

However, the subordinates of Cube were not as cold-blooded as those of Yumeng. They all stared at the sight of Cube being held hostage. They were so scared that they didn't even dare to move.

It's just that at this moment they are not afraid of the arms under the neck of the square, but the drunk Wuye standing behind him.

At this time, Zui Wuye's head was half off, and his body was also covered with muzzles of various sizes. Some wounds continued to splash with blood as he exerted force.

"How could you still be alive?!" He looked at this person and ghostly drunk Wuye in horror, and even suspected that he had become a zombie.

"Oh, it's terrible." At this time, Zui Wuye had only half of his mouth left, and he was talking laboriously with his leaky tongue, and his voice was so broken that it was almost inaudible.

One of his eyes turned, and the head on one side quickly began to return to its original shape. Almost in the blink of an eye, his head returned to its original shape. The biggest difference from the previous one is probably the upper half of his left head that was exploded. No hair at all.

"Tell you good news." Holding the gun snatched from Fang's hand, Zui Wuye pointed to Fang's head, and said with a bright smile, "Thanks to you, I seem to have advanced to the third level."

The third-level healing power has never appeared in this last days. At least in the news that everyone can get, Zui Wuye is the only third-level healing power.

Everyone looked stupidly at this man who could come alive even if his head was blown out, and the guns in his hands almost fell to the ground.

"Luck is really good, isn't it?" He narrowed the square's neck with a smile, as if he was holding a huge plush toy. "I almost died. If you don't lie to you, it's really almost impossible."

"...Let go, let me go!" Cube obviously doesn't like being treated like a doll. He struggled hard, not even knowing that the shoes on his feet were kicked off by him.

"Ah, good." Zui Wuye smashed his head with a gun, and said with a smile, "Don't move around, I don't guarantee that you can survive like me after you blow your head."

Feeling the coldness of his muzzle pointing at his temple, Cube's throat rolled uncontrollably twice, and even his breathing became laborious.

"You are so good." Seeing that Cube really didn't struggle, Zui Wuye couldn't help but smiled, "Let you stay still."

He said that he moved his legs twice, and he stretched out his tongue and touched the ears that touched the square very lightly.

Cube shuddered, and only felt that his legs were soft and could not move. All the nerves in his body were concentrated in the place where his ears were touched by Drunk Wuye.