"Ba...b...ba...b...b...b..."

The little white face was in front, Bei Long walked in the middle, Zhu Yan behind the palace, and walked forward with a long snake in the sewage.

Zhu Yan's face was burning with fire. Her father is a famous "female-loving madman". Even if she entered the dirty and dirty entertainment industry, no one dared to unspoken rules. She has received good family education since she was a child and loves herself very much. She has never had close contact with any man except her father. I didn't expect that the scale was so large today. The key is that she took the initiative to jump into the fire pit and ask for someone to reason with?

Fortunately it was him! Zhu Yan looked at the thin back walking in front of him with a red face, otherwise she wouldn't be able to live...

At this moment, the sound of a mouse squeaking and fighting suddenly came from behind her, which scared Zhu Yan so much that she almost screamed. She couldn't help but take two steps and grabbed Bei Long's arm.

"hiss……"

Beilong couldn't help but gasp. He wanted to pin me to death before he strangled me to death. Now you still want to kill me?

What kind of grudges do we have?

The long black nails of red-eye gems were almost inserted into Beilong's flesh, making Beilong doubt his life:

Actually...I owe you, right?

Beilong reached out to try to break away Zhu Yan's "Nine Yin White Bone Claws", but Zhu Yan changed from grabbing his arm to holding his hand tightly. Feeling the trembling of the green jade fingers from fear. Beilong also held her tenderness tightly with his backhand. The power conveyed by his palm finally calmed down Zhu Yan's heart.

Holding Beilong's hand, she was magically no longer afraid of "squelch" mice fighting, no longer afraid of the strange rustling sounds in the darkness and the biting cold wind, the disgusting stench...

She didn't know why... Anyway, as long as she held Beilong's hand, she would be afraid of anything!

After walking for about fifteen minutes, or perhaps longer, the little white face stopped and raised it upwards with a lighter.

It was as if responding to his fire, and the sound of knocking on the manhole cover came from above. Two strokes were no more or less.

The little white-faced gestured to Bei Long with an OK gesture, and he left directly after his mission.

From beginning to end, the little white face didn't look at Bei Long and Zhu Yan, and he never even said a word.

Beilong walked to his position and looked up. He happened to see the manhole cover in the water being removed. What was strange was that it was not the afternoon sun, but the dark shadow, as if there was a machine pressing above.

A portable folding ladder was placed down, and two balls of black things were tied to the crossbars.

Beilong took off the two black balls and saw that they were two thin gray ponchos.

Needless to say, this must have been prepared for Bei Long and Zhu Yan, so Bei Long and Zhu Yan were all covered with each other. After putting on a gray raincoat, they almost blended with the surrounding environment.

I seized the time to climb the ladder, but when it showed up, Beilong was careful. The moment I drilled out of the wellhead from the drain was the easiest to behead. Don’t ask Beilong how he knew it, it was all about tears when he said it...

So even though he had a certain trust in Mary, even if the stench in the well was unbearable, he was still cautious and careful to observe the situation outside before daring to poke his head out.

It turned out that a car was parked unbiasedly above the drain well, and he looked around under the car:

I saw a narrow and dilapidated old street outside the wellhead. What surprised him was that corpses were upside down on the cracked concrete road. From their cheap and exaggerated clothes, absurd hairstyles, and various tattoos, and their tattered weapons, they could tell that they were all from society.

Some of them are so tender that their beards have not been shaved. They have just walked out of the school gate and are asking for kindness.

At some point, it started drizzling in the sky, and blood and rain flowed freely along the cracks in the cement road.

Several figures wearing gray ponchos are busy in a nervous and orderly manner, and their division of labor is very clear:

Some two groups lifted the bodies and walked behind the car, throwing them into the car as if they were throwing rag pockets.

Some were collecting the remains of the deceased with tools, and even a coin that fell into the cracks in the cement road was picked up with small tweezers.

Some of them seemed to be applying pesticides to fruit trees, and they were carrying a large kettle on their shoulders constantly spraying white unknown liquid on the ground. Although they didn't know what it was for him to spray this, Beilong obviously felt that the smell of blood in the air was getting smaller and smaller, and the blood on the ground was nowhere to be distinguished by the naked eye...

Perhaps because a large-scale fight broke out here just now, except for the corpses in a row, there were only these mysterious people wearing gray raincoats on the whole old street. Every household had doors and windows closed to avoid causing trouble.

After Bei Long and Zhu Yan climbed out of the car, they found that it turned out to be a gray truck, which looked ordinary, like a moving company, but no one could have thought that the carriage was piled with corpses...

A "gray rain poncho" quickly put away the folding ladder, covered the manhole cover, and climbed out from under the car. After pointing to Beilong and Zhu Yan, he joined the group cooperation.

Could it be that he let us lie with the corpse? Zhu Yan stared at Beilong with big watery eyes in surprise. Beilong jumped up without hesitation. The carriage was not big, and tools were piled up. In addition, several corpses were piled up, so Beilong didn't even have a place to settle down.

Stepping on the corpse, Bei Long turned around and reached out to Zhu Yan to pull her up, but Zhu Yan shook her head with tears in her eyes.

Women are just trouble!

The more beautiful a woman is, the more trouble it is!

This is the truth that Beilong learned in the end of the world. Don’t ask him how he understood it. He would cry when he said it...

So regardless of Zhu Yan's response, Bei Long jumped out of the car and hugged Zhu Yan in a princess-wrapping position. Fortunately, Zhu Yan, as a big idol star who debuted, has always been in charge of body shape. She seemed to be less than 100 pounds. Bei Long suddenly exerted force with his arms and threw her into the car.

"Ah——" Zhu Yan exclaimed, feeling the soft human cushion under her, which scared her to kick and kick. However, when she hit a human head, the human head suddenly raised up and glared at her:

What are you doing!

The zombie was scammered! Zhu Yan was frightened at that time, but fortunately Bei Long jumped up at this time. Zhu Yan, who was overly frightened, drilled into Bei Long's arms like a little hamster, with his little head pressed against his chest and his arms around his waist. His petite and delicate body trembled, which made any man feel protective.
Chapter completed!