Chapter 167: Farce (11)
Wang Chuan's words made Leng Ji gasp, and the unstoppable chill went up from his back along his spine, Leng Ji was stunned, blinked, digested Wang Chuan's words in his mind, and then remembered to turn around, and when he turned his head, the expression on his face that seemed to be smiling fell into his eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Is he a human or a zombie?" raised his eyes, Leng Ji looked at Wang Chuan expressionlessly, his dark pupils met his seemingly irrelevant smile.
"Of course it's zombies," Wang Chuan smiled sarcastically at the cold season, a problem that normal people could see. "It's just that there may still be some part of the person remaining. ”
"What do you mean...... bit his lip, his fingertips poked into the flesh slightly, there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, his eyes were slightly serious, and his tone of voice was flat, and he didn't know if he couldn't understand what he said, or couldn't believe him.
Tilting his head, Wang Chuan didn't reply, as if observing her expression, and then, after a pause, Wang Chuan looked up slightly at the zombies in the cage, and then looked down at Leng Ji, with a faint smile on his lips that was even worse than just now.
Wang Chuan's fingertips touched her back without warning, and the warmth of her fingertips spread to her skin through her clothes, Leng Ji was stunned, and she didn't react yet, and the next moment, as soon as her fingers were forced, Leng Ji watched her body being pushed in the direction of the iron bar by Wang Chuan.
The figure of the zombie continued to enlarge in front of her eyes, and her hand involuntarily stretched out to the front, but she still couldn't stop her body, and could only watch herself lean towards the direction of the cage.
Fingers touched something cold, a spirit in the cold season, immediately grabbed the railing of the cage, the iron fence covered by paint felt rough, and the bloody hand of the zombie was quietly hanging next to her.
As if smelling something, the zombie's stiff expression actually changed somewhat, a touch of water crossed his eyes, his mouth opened slightly, and saliva flowed down his mouth along his movements, wetting the iron chain around his neck.
Taking a breath, Leng Ji raised his eyes, his eyes reflected the strange changes of the zombie, the hand that grabbed the iron bar felt a little cold, and the blood of the zombie seemed to spread to her fingers.
Pupils, dilated again.
In his eyes, his expression changed a little, and Leng Ji immediately took a step back, stepping on the thick floor, but he still couldn't stop the panic in his heart.
The hand on the iron fence was suddenly touched by something cold, and she shivered, only to see that the back of her white hand was stained with bright red blood at some point. And the zombie's bleeding hand is dead on his hand.
gasped, and the cold season suddenly had goosebumps all over his body, and the next moment, calm down. Gritting his teeth, he immediately wanted to withdraw his hand, but how could that zombie let go of the prey he had just caught so easily?
Leng Ji looked at the expression on his face and became hideous for a moment, his eyes narrowed, he seemed to be smiling, his mouth opened to reveal a weird and hideous smile, the slightly yellowed teeth and gums were instantly exposed to the air, and the saliva fell to the ground in silk.
The fingers on her hand were bent, and the force used was more than the cold season expected, and with only the two fingers left, she pressed her hand against the iron bar with ease.
Let her, there is no way to take a step back.