Chapter 143: Fighting Beasts (4)
"......" There was only a gray floor in front of her in front of her in the cold season, and her chaotic mind thought about her words for a moment before she reacted, looking up, trying to see the person who was speaking, but her ears were buzzing because of her movements, and the headache seemed to have a tendency to sweep in, and her temples began to ache faintly with her movements. Pen Ć fun Ć Pavilion www. ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ ć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Biting his lip, Leng Ji had to give up what he had just done, Leng Ji had forgotten what he wanted to say just now, looking at the floor, the cold sweat on his forehead dripped to the ground and reflected a deep round mark, he gasped twice, his vision in front of him was a little blurred, probably covered by the moisture in his eyes, and he barely held his forehead with his hand, so as not to let himself fall.
"Are you alright?" The person standing next to him asked, his tone was a little lukewarm, Leng Ji froze in place, slowly watched his sweat beads fall to the ground drop by drop, and gradually watched the vision in his eyes become a lot clearer, calmed his breath, and regained his senses little by little. "Why do you feel that your side effects are so big?"
"Side effects ......" The tone was still weak, Leng Ji muttered the words that the man had just said, sorted out the thoughts in his head, and Leng Ji finally figured out what she was talking about.
"What is it?" The headache didn't seem to be so intense, and the buzzing in his ears faded with Leng Ji's thoughts, he took two deep breaths and looked up again, this time, Leng Ji finally looked at the shadow in front of him, and a tall figure leaned against the iron frame next to him, looking at himself.
"It'll be fine later, don't worry." The man seemed to be answering Leng Ji's question, but Leng Ji didn't understand it very well, and the head affected by the drug thought for a while, and Leng Ji reacted, raised his eyelids, and her figure was reflected in the black pupils.
Tall and slender figure, squinting his eyes in the cold season, looking up at her, a black trench coat wrapped her bumpy figure, under the bright incandescent light, the cold season was dazzled.
Female?
The cold season only reacted at this time, although the voice just now sounded without any emotion, but it did contain a soft female voice under careful listening.
"Who are you?" This kind of looking up angle will make people look particularly high, Leng Ji shook his head, helped his forehead, and wanted to stand up, annoying pain came from inside one after another, paused, Leng Ji looked at her black figure, the headache seemed to be a little better than just now, at least Leng Ji could still divide his mind to see her.
"I just wanted to ask you." Against the light, the woman's face couldn't really be seen in the cold season, just watching her shake her fingers hanging down on her legs slightly, and in the air, something like dust fell to the ground. "You're too thin, aren't you?"
āļ¼ā always felt that the woman's words were not in the same channel as herself, Leng Ji frowned, not knowing what she meant.
"Well, if it's a name, just call me K." With that, the woman smiled at herself, moved her hand hanging from her lap, took out a cigarette from underneath, slowly put it in her mouth, and took a puff.
āKļ¼ā The cold season mechanically muttered the woman's name, and the white light above her head was a little dazzling, mixed with a headache, which made her a little dizzy.
"Where is this?" Licking his lips, Leng Ji raised his eyelids, and the woman in front of him began to smoke without a puff, the pungent smell of smoke wafted in this narrow space, and finally reached Leng Ji's nose, a stimulating and uncomfortable smell.
At this time, the cold season can be regarded as noticing his situation, although his head is still a little bright, but at least he remembers to be able to see the surrounding environment clearly. I was standing under a huge iron frame, the dark black iron frame was inlaid on the roof, and the cement on it cracked large and small cracks between each iron frame, and the steel that was faintly exposed inside was horizontal and vertical, like every criss-cross steel bar.
There was a large table next to it, and a couch with some tattered pieces, and the blinding incandescent lamps emitted white, spilling onto the cement blocks on the ground, making the whole world look unexpectedly pale.
"The performance center of this town." Holding the cigarette between her fingers, the woman looked down at her still burning cigarette butt, and when she heard the question of the cold season, she tilted her head slightly, with the emotion in her eyes that the cold season couldn't see.
"A performance center?" The cold season brushed the hair hanging down to the side of the hat, the nose smelled the smell of smoke that didn't smell good, and the brain didn't seem to be very clear.
There are zombie ...... The Colosseum?
I don't understand the cold season very well, but subconsciously I always feel that this is a dangerous place, and I looked at the woman, only to see that she was holding the cigarette in her hand calmly, taking a slow puff of the cigarette, and didn't even look at the cold season.
So why are you here......
Thinking of this, Leng Ji only felt a headache, and covered her forehead with her hand again, the water droplets that had not dripped before were still on her forehead, the pain disturbed Leng Ji's thoughts, and the pungent smell of smoke made her even more dizzy.
The floor was shaking, and the cold season saw the texture on the ground shaking in front of his eyes. His head was a little unclear, he took a deep breath, and Leng Ji reached out to help the iron frame next to him before he barely held himself from falling.
"Can you really play like this?" The woman looked at the series of strenuous movements in the cold season, as if she saw that she didn't like the cigarette in her hand, shook the cigarette in her hand, and burned the cigarette butt on the iron shelf beside her, the gray ash was left on the shelf, and the whole cigarette was twisted and deformed by her.
"What?" Hearing her words, Leng Ji raised his head slightly, wanting to look at her, but with this movement, the pain in his head seemed to intensify again.
"With this kind of goods, it's rare that he will give four thousand." The woman rolled her eyes, stood up straight against the iron frame, walked in two or three steps to Leng Ji, bent down, lowered her head, and put her face in front of Leng Ji. "Are you really okay?"
"Yes...... Affair. Gritting her teeth, Leng Ji barely raised her head, met her eyes, more and more silver hair hung down from her ears, looking weak and decadent, with the already pale face of the cold season, at first glance, the situation in the cold season is indeed not very good.
"Tsk." The woman lifted the brim of her hat in disgust, stared at her with wide eyes, as if in disbelief, leaned in closer, leaned in front of her, looked at her, and asked suspiciously. "Are you really the one who is immune to the virus?"
"......" Leng Ji's expression froze for a moment, and his face suddenly became even paler.