No matter how hard the fat man tries to communicate with her, she will always have only one expression of facial paralysis, a pair of big dead fish eyes staring at the fat man, so anxious that the fat man scratches his ears and cheeks, and directly evolves from a non-stop speech to a broken mother-in-law.

The fat man's injuries had long been healed by the tenacious physical recovery ability of the stranger, just because he had been hungry for more than a week, and the whole person was a little out of shape, but fortunately, he could eat, and he made up for it in three or five days, and became a plump big fat man than before.

The so-called full warm thoughts**...... No, after three or five days of rest, the fat man felt that his bones were about to melt, so he finally started the idea of an underground arsenal again, in fact, the so-called arsenal is the basement of this villa, which is of course far from the real arsenal, but for the fat man, it is simply a golden pie that has fallen from the world.

There is no man who doesn't love guns, but it's a pity that the fat man's figure is too plump, and he can't play with a lot of handsome guns, so he had to discuss with Mengmeng, and happily packed the entire arsenal into her small warehouse, and the fat man only left a pistol and a few magazines.

Everything is ready, and the fat man decides to embark on the journey again, but unfortunately, Meng Meng is not happy.

The fat man looked at Meng Meng who was nesting in the sofa and refused to move, and was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, "Baby, we can't hide in the room all the time, let's go with my brother!"

Meng Meng looked at him expressionlessly, a pair of big dead fish eyes flashing with a ghostly light.

Although the little girl's temper is a little crazy, but the fat man really likes this quiet and well-behaved but not weak little bit, he patiently explained, "Hiding in the room, we have food and drink, of course, but cute, the zombies outside are evolving, and the humans outside are getting stronger, if we don't go out to hone our skills, it won't be long before we become weak, and when the time comes, we will either be eaten by zombies who have evolved more powerfully, or become slaves of others, do you want to be raised and imprisoned like animals?"

The cute man who raised the god horse didn't understand, but he was imprisoned...... Meng Meng remembered that every time she made a mistake when she was a child, she would be locked in a small dark room by her father, the room was very small and quiet, there was no light, she was alone, so terrible and terrible~~!

Meng Meng couldn't help but shudder, and immediately opened her arms to hug the fat man, the fat man's neck was so soft that she couldn't hold her hands together, but the warm touch made Meng Meng, who was cold, feel very relieved.

The fat man thought that Mengmeng accepted his opinion, so he happily hugged the little girl and went out.

There were not many original residents in this community, and when they came in, they had already solved the scattered zombies outside, and this time they went out, just like the fat man said, mainly to practice their skills, so they didn't need to go far.

The fat man installed a muffler on the muzzle, and then aimed at it in a similar way, and fired, "倏~~", the bullet hit the cement floor, and even a zombie hair was not touched, but it attracted the attention of several zombies around, and was stared at by the pair of gray dead eyes, and the fat man sweated silently.

As soon as he turned his head to the dead fish eyes that were more terrifying than the dead man's eyes, the fat man laughed dryly twice and made persistent efforts.

It is said that the sharpshooter is fed with bullets, and the guns and ammunition in the warehouse are currently the strong backing of the fat man, so he practices marksmanship very well, and by the way, he also shares his experience as a supernatural person." Baby, pay attention to the head when you throw lightning, zombies are bigger and easier to throw, in case you run into a small one in the future, such as zombie rats, zombie ants, zombie grasshoppers or something, and, each ability's ability is limited, you should pay attention to the strength when using the ability, and use the minimum consumption to kill the enemy to the maximum, so that it can last, right, you look at you, every time you electrify the zombie into a lump of carbon, this is not disgusting, but the part of the ability to burn the corpse into charcoal is a waste, if you save how many zombies you can kill, right, baby…… balabala……”

As soon as the fat man spoke, he kept talking, Meng Meng pursed her mouth tightly, her cheeks bulged, her eyes were round, and she threw lightning seriously and seriously, after all, it was not an ability to awaken independently, her control was very poor, she could hit regardless of the time before, but now with the requirements formulated by Fat Fat, she was a little out of control, either scorching the corpse or bursting the ground.

In the dead and silent community, only the occasional lightning storm echoed the sound of the fat man's broken thoughts.

Finally, the fat man said with a dry mouth, stopped his mouth and rested for a while, and a beautiful cartoon kettle was handed to him, the fat man was stunned, and took it busily, and by the way, he pulled Meng Meng over and hugged the happy rubbing, "Baby, you are so good~~!"

"Click~~" A small lightning bolt fell on the fat man, the fat fat man immediately fell to the ground and twitched, the broom-like hair brushed with black smoke, he squirmed like a caterpillar and put the straw of the kettle in the water, and drank the water with a clatter, and the small electric current immediately followed the water to electrify his internal organs to a soul that was called an ecstasy.

The fat man silently rejoiced that he had spent a long time teaching Meng Meng to control his abilities, otherwise he would have to turn into coke this time, but unfortunately, he forgot, if he hadn't asked Meng Meng to control his abilities, where could Meng Baby's power be out of control and hit him.

The so-called heavenly sins can be especially done, and self-inflicted sins cannot be lived

Slowly, the fat man's marksmanship became more and more accurate, and the two who played hard didn't notice that they were going deeper and deeper into the community, of course, due to the sparse population in the past, there were not many zombies now, and they didn't feel dangerous.

When they were tired, they rested for a while, ate something and drank some water, until the sun was in the west, and the two felt that it was almost over, so they were ready to go back to the second courtyard to rest, but just as they turned around and were about to leave, a faint cry suddenly came from a corner not far away.

The soft and glutinous baby voice made the fat man think that he was hallucinating, he couldn't help but rub his ears, it's almost a month since the end of the world, and there may be living children in such a remote ghost place - this cliff is not scientific~~!

The fat man didn't take it seriously at all, took Meng Meng and turned around and left, but the cry became a little clearer.

The fat man could hear it clearly this time, he turned his head, and saw a small figure running out from behind the villa not far from them.

It was a little boy of about five or six years old, wearing a small white shirt with a small black suit pants, and a pair of big-headed doll shoes on his feet, at first glance, he was the kind of little master with a good family education, but probably because he was hungry a little bit, he seemed to be frightened, closed his eyes and opened his arms, and ran towards the fat man and Mengmeng crying, followed by more than a dozen hideous-looking zombies.

Because he has been with Meng Meng, the fat man has a little more compassion for the child, he thought that the boy should be able to hold on to the present, so the fat man raised his gun and standard the zombie group behind the boy, "倏-倏-" killed two of them, seeing that the little boy was about to rush to his eyes, Meng Meng suddenly raised his hand and threw a lightning bolt over, and once again fell on the little boy without a head.

The fat man looked miserable and wanted to cover his face, but, to his surprise, the little boy suddenly braked under his feet, suddenly backflipped, and the lightning snapped down where he was standing, smashing a hole into the ground.

The little boy half-squatted on the ground, opened his eyes and glared at Meng Meng.

The fat man's whole heart was cold, and he finally knew why the kid was running towards them with his eyes closed, because the little boy didn't have eyes at all, and his whole eye socket was black and white with black and white - this was a zombie, and it was a little zombie who had evolved wisdom!

No wonder this child never said a word for help~~!

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[Will I tell you that this little zombie is actually a cute thing╮(╯▽╰)╭]