Zombie Girlfriend Evolution Theory

"As long as Lord Clown is alive, we will always exist for the white envoy!" The loaner who was dragged down roared in anger, not to mention that he was so badly injured, but when he roared, he was full of anger.

It's just that the puffy voice didn't affect anyone's mood. Mo Wen just glanced sideways at Lan, and saw that she was sitting obediently on her lap in a daze, and simply bowed her head and kissed her on the forehead.

Zui Wuye and Xiu Qi didn't even look at the cube at all, they were extremely indifferent.

"Speaking of this, I'm a little strange." Zui Wuye touched his chin and said, "Why did that Yezhi never show up?"

"Who is Ye Zhi?" Xiu Qi asked.

I told Xiu Qi about Yezhi again, and Zui Wuye looked at Mo Wen again, "Could it be that in his eyes the white base is nothing at all?"

"From the perspective of the white envoy's motivation and development speed for entering China, if he is really a clown, he should not give up the white envoy base." Mo Wen obviously thought about this issue too, he looked at Zui Wuye and said indifferently. "Now he hasn't come forward, either because of other plans, or he may not be the chief clown of the White Envoy base at all."

Speaking of this inscription, he couldn't help but smiled, his deep eyes dimmed, "After all, he didn't say that he was a clown himself."

"But he did say that the boss was in the way, right?" Zui Wuye curled his lips and said, "If he hadn't done anything like this to you at the Baishi base and others."

"Who knows." Mo Wen smiled, "When Drunk Wuye can catch Yezhi, you will know after a brief interrogation."

"Boss, you are embarrassing me." Drunk Wuyeyang smiled and said, "Everyone knows that you can't fight the boss all night. How can I catch him back?"

"That's true." Smiling gently at Zui Wuye, Mo Wen said with his eyes sideways, "It's unlikely that you can catch Ye Zhi with your current IQ regressive state."

Zui Wuye's eyes widened as he listened to Mo Wen's words hurting him, with an unbelievable appearance.

"The boss is saying that you are stupid, did you really put on a stupid look?" Xiu Qi, who was on the side of seeing this, condensed his gloomy expression, lowered his eyes and sneered.

"No." After regaining his senses, Zui Wuye hurriedly smashed Dao Xiuqi's arm and said, "When have you ever seen the boss harm us like this? This is simply...too horrible."

The previous Mowen smiled at him dangerously at best, and then took out a dagger to find a chance to cut off his throat!

"It's you, not us." Xiu Qi seriously corrected Zui Wuye. "The stupid person the boss said is you, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Would you like to wash yourself so clean." Seeing Xiuqi directly dumped the pot to him, Drunk Wuye couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "As the saying goes, you and I are not all the same people together. ?"

"But I can't catch up with your stupidity." Xiu Qi hummed softly.

"..." Zui Wuye felt that this time because of the cube, he and the word stupid could not be separated.

Just as Xiu Qi and Zui Wuye were fighting, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open vigorously. With a rush of hot wind, Yu Lan and Mo Wen's eyes flashed, and they saw Qin. Feng's somewhat feminine face.

"Angel!" He yelled loudly, and at the same time rushed towards Yu Lan, "I knew you would come here for me!"

ha?

Yu Lan blinked, and felt his body lighten before he could say anything. When he lowered his head, he realized that he was lifted up easily by the ink text, avoiding Qin Feng's crazy arms.

Putting her gently on the chair behind him, the smile at the corner of Mowen's mouth changed from stiff to cold, he silently turned his head, raised his fist and punched Qin Feng directly in the face.

He only heard a wailing, Qin Feng was mercilessly knocked out, and he slammed into the wall behind him heavily and let out a fragile muffled grunt.

"City Lord Qin." Mo Wen moved his wrists and walked towards Qin Feng slowly. His eyes were cold and he couldn't even see the slightest smile on his lips, "I warned you."

Supporting his body with his arms, Qin Feng stood up strenuously, laughed at Mo Wenjiejie, and then suddenly rushed towards Yu Lan again.

Unexpectedly, Qin Feng would die like this, Mo Wen's eyes darkened, and he reached out to stop Qin Feng but didn't want a huge zombie to fall from the sky, and blocked Mo Wen in front of him regardless.

This is a fourth-level zombie, if it were placed in the past, it would definitely make Mowen a headache, but for the fifth-level Mowen now, this fourth-level zombie can hardly get into his eyes.

Raising his hand to block the sharp teeth of the fourth-level zombie, Mo Wen pursed the corners of his lips, and the ink-colored eyes were slightly condensed, and the zombie in front of him was stirred into flesh in an instant.

Poor Qin Feng sacrificed a beloved zombie without touching half of Yu Lan's finger.

"Get off." In a **** blur, the Mowen grabbed Qin Feng by the collar, and slammed him to the wall again.

"Kim!" Looking at his dead zombies distressedly, Qin Feng let out a distressed growl, and the look of Mo Wen again brought resentment.

"Didn't you ask for this?" Mo Wen finally showed a smile. He tilted his head slightly, his eyes filled with a pleasant smile, "Now it's your turn."

Qin Feng gritted his teeth, his dark blue eyes matched with his hideous look, which made his whole person look a little terrifying.

He looked at Yu Lan who was sitting on the chair and watching him, the expression on his face finally eased a lot.

Compared with Angel, Kim's death is nothing.

His expression eased, but Mo Wen's eyes became cold.

"Looking for death." He squinted his eyes, stepped forward and pinched Qin Feng's neck directly.

Zui Wuye and Xiu Qi sat in the chairs and watched a good show, while Sheng Ge was also looking around, who had nothing to do with them.

On the contrary, Yu Lan gave Qin Feng a pair of sympathetic glances. By lowering his head, he found two crystal nuclei from his side and stuffed them into his mouth, squinting his eyes to look like enjoying themselves.

"Qin Feng!" Wen Xining, who finally arrived, saw Qin Feng lifted up by his neck pinched by the ink text. He quickly rushed over and clasped the wrist of the ink text, and grabbed Qin Feng back with his full strength.

Raising his hand and pointing the gun at Mo Wen's head, Wen Xining gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Mo Wen, you don't have to make an inch!"

Mo Wen smiled indifferently, and he wanted to do it again without saying a word, but this time he had a different target with Wen Xining.

The current ink writing can only be described as unfathomable in Wen Xining's eyes. He flashed back a half step embarrassedly, and suddenly raised his eyes to the ink and said, "Mo Wen, the transaction between you and us is still Isn't it?"