At this time, Du Leisi stood in a deep mountain with a messy hair. There was a fire in front of him, and there was an unknown beast on it. He was fanning the clothes constantly, as if he wanted to make the flames more vigorous. Du Leisi stared at the barbecue and swallowed harder, and fanned harder, but as he fanned, he suddenly found that the clothes were on fire at some point. He cursed: "Wocao!!" and then quickly threw the burning clothes out.

Du Leisi stood up with some anger and stared at the barbecue, his eyes full of anger! He cursed: "Do you think I have no clothes? You are wrong! I have it!" As he said that, Du Leisi took off his pants and continued to slap next to the fire in flowery underwear... Well, but whether the things you made can be eaten is another matter.

Du Leisi slapped and cursed, "Damn it, the boss is really, I have to look at that kid. It's so boring, there's nothing to eat here... Well, it's time to go and see Fenglong Cave, so I'll do it first...

"As he said that, Du Leisi closed his eyes and rubbed his fingers with an old god, like those fortune tellers on the street, with a mysterious expression on his face... Suddenly, Du Leisi opened his eyes and cursed sharply: "Wocao?!! Someone actually went to Fenglong Cave first?!" As he said that, Du Leisi stood up suddenly! His figure disappeared... But a few seconds later, Du Leisi's figure appeared again, ran to the fire, wrapped the barbecue in his pants, and then disappeared again. Well... This barbecue should be "very fragrant".

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The next day, all the supplies were prepared. Qingtian City sent a helicopter to transport them. I also understood one thing. As for the principle of this medicine, I don’t know. As for the transmission method, it is to sprinkle water on the zombies through artificial rain. This medicine is harmless to the human body.

A total of ten helicopters were sent in the Qingtian Survivors Concentration Camp. Jimao and I sat on the helicopter in the front. Jimao looked down timidly from above, and then quickly shrank back. A smile appeared on the corner of my mouth and said, "Jimao, do you still have the memories of the past?"

"Somewhat blur..." said Jimao: "Sometimes I can think of some pictures, but I don't know who the person in the picture is."

"Since you have such a high level of mind, you naturally know that you have become a zombie? What do you think?" I asked.

"What else can I feel? I don't remember what happened before." Jimao said.

I remembered that when Ma En smelled the fragrance of Chen Qianlin's hair, he seemed to remember something. In other words, when they saw and heard some things that were once familiar, they would think of some memories of the past. The zombie leader named Luoye also remembered that someone once called him Luoye. Their memories could still wake up.

The plane arrived at the Survivors Concentration Camp in Thro City at noon. Ma Wentao warmly received us, and the highest leader here was Ma Wentao.

Without stopping, I immediately rushed out of the city with Jimao to negotiate with the zombie leader named Luoye.

Jimao and I ran to the zombie tide, and Jimao suddenly roared into the sky! I was so scared that I shivered and hurriedly flashed to the side. Then I really wanted to use my big sole of No. 43 to slap his face.

A big man also ran out of the zombie tide opposite. Standing in front of the zombie tide, he also roared fiercely into the sky...

Have you had a good time?...Is it so fucking yelling when we met? Are you two of you ate too much brain-destroying? I was so angry that I wanted to give each one a kick.

After the two guys yelled, they got together and talked with each other with a sympathy... When I saw this guy, I wished they had met too late? Jun Mingzhu had tears in her eyes, wishing she had met before she got married? I walked to the two guys and roared them in low conversations. It was obvious that it was a zombie language.

I stood bored, looking around, and was speechless about the conversation between the two guys. The more they talked, they became more and more excited. I don’t know why, but the expression was exactly the same as when I discussed Dongre’s new film with Brother Nuo before.

We talked from noon until after six in the afternoon...

"This... Jimao, why not do that? You're here tonight. I'll go back first." I suggested.

"This, Lin Mo." Jimao said embarrassedly: "Or you are waiting for me, I'll get it done right away."

"Okay, then." I thought about it and said.

That's it...I waited for a long time...I looked at the watch...it was half past ten...

I thought viciously in my heart that these two guys hit it off at first sight, and I silently "blessed" them to succeed in making a successful career. Hey? The tone sounds strange, as if it was the tone commonly used by the party who failed love triangle in some bubble dramas...

With anger, I returned to the city. What surprised me was that Ma Wentao and others had not yet rested.

"Lin Mo, you are finally back, how are you? How are you talking to the other party?" asked Ma Wentao.

Thinking of the afternoon experience, I shook my head speechlessly.

"What? The talk was unsuccessful??" Ma Wentao said in surprise.

"No." I said, "It was because we didn't talk for the whole afternoon."

"How is that possible?" Ma Wentao said, picked up the telescope and said, "They were having a great time talking."

"They are indeed having a great time talking... but they use zombie language." I said helplessly: "Don't wait, go to bed."

"Oh, but in this way, how can I sleep?" Ma Wentao said with a constipated expression on his face.

"Uh... Don't worry about this, there should be no problem. Are you not as happy as they talk?" I said.

"This...ah...well...all, let's rest." Ma Wentao said,

The people behind Ma Wentao who had a constipation expression on their face changed their expressions at this time, just that they had been constipated for a long time and became unobstructed in an instant...

Everyone scattered and went to rest, and I was also arranged to have a room. Today I was so tired and tormented... I lay on the bed and fell asleep...

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The next morning, I got up early and prepared to go out for some morning exercise. But the moment I stepped out of the door, I was shocked...

Oh my God! What did I see? I saw Jimao sitting at my door with a pack of potato chips and eating. Zombies can also eat potato chips?!

I couldn't help swallowing and said, "Ki, Kikimao...you, can you actually eat this kind of food?"

After hearing what I said, Jimao showed off, took out a potato chip and shook it at me, then threw it up and picked it up with his mouth...

Well... the look of shaking my head and shaking my tail reminded me of a man, throwing out a frisbee, and then a puppy ran over and caught it with his mouth...

Looking at him like this, I asked helplessly: "How is the conversation?"

"Ah?" Jimao was stunned for a moment, but he didn't catch the potato chips. The potato chips fell on his face. The guy grabbed them and put them in his mouth and chewed them. Then he asked, "What are you talking about?"

A black line appeared on my forehead, thinking that this guy must have forgotten, right? So he asked back: "What are you talking about?"

"Well...a lot, from the ideal of life, to the place where you want to settle down in the future, to the superpowers you have, and to the few beautiful secretaries you have... "

"Wait?!!!" I interrupted, "You still have a beautiful secretary?" I widened my eyes.

Jimao looked like you came from the countryside and said, "Then you need to say it? No matter what, I am also a leader-level figure under my leadership. How could I not have a beautiful secretary?"

"Then, how many women do you have, female secretary?" I asked with some stuttering questions from this answer.

"Are you asking for formal or alternate?"

"Puff..." I sprayed out all the mouthwash I had just drunk into my mouth.

"There are also formalities and candidates?" I asked with my cup wide open eyes.

Jima continued to throw the potato chips and said, "Of course, this leader has 24 official secretaries, all of whom are "evolutionaries", and there are 3,126 alternate secretaries. They are all as beautiful as flowers."

"When I heard the word "beautiful as a flower", I couldn't help but think of the famous character in Stephen Chow's movie, Ruhua... It seems that now it seems that Ruhua is still better!" I thought so.

This guy is so shocking that he must change the subject. I said, "Have you told him serious?"

"We are talking about serious things!" said Jimao.

“…” I said, “I mean… about sprinkling medicine on them.”

"Of course I said it." Jimao said: "It's over, and you can go over and sprinkle the medicine this morning."

"You haven't forgotten this yet." I took another sip of water and rinsed off the toothpaste foam in my mouth.

Jimao continued to eat potato chips and said, "Lin Mo, I think you don't have a girlfriend yet, otherwise I'll give you a secretary. Isn't it fun?"

"Uh..." I was stunned for a moment and asked, "What will your secretary do?"

"What? Lin Mo, you don't even know what the secretary is doing?" Jima said contemptuously: "Secretary is for you to see. I look at so many secretary every day, which is very pleasing to the eye!!"

"Well...then thank you for your kindness." I said. Just kidding, I will vomit when I make me look at the zombie girl every day...

"Since I have agreed, I will go to Major General Ma to implement it." I said helplessly. Then I ignored the guy again, returned to the house, put down the things, cleaned up, and walked to the door, and found that Jima was still throwing potato chips at my door.

"Kimao, are you okay to do it?" I asked.

Jima threw another potato chip into his mouth and said, "Of course there is something to do. When you finish the potion, I will chat with Brother Luo again. Can you hurry up?" Jima seemed a little dissatisfied.

Oh, are you still angry? But because you have made a contribution, I won’t care about you. I thought to myself and walked out.
Chapter completed!