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Such a nonsensical answer did not win the laughter of anyone present, but instead attracted a few vague and not so friendly glances. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Therefore, keen senses do not always bring good things at some times, at least Yin An is now a little irritated by these sights.

"If you don't want to say it, you don't have to say it."

A delicate and intellectual-looking woman sitting in the back row of the young man said, about the older Yin An, who was the same age as the young man.

Yin An was not ready to take the sentence that was not in a good tone, his eyes were empty, and he seemed to be immersed in his own world, but in fact, he was always paying attention to the movements around him.

Secondary 2 generally refers to excess self-awareness. The young man who claimed to be surnamed Zhang kept his eyes on the jade-white "horns" of the woman who attracted all his attention as soon as he got into the car.

Transvestite or Form 2?

The young man was more inclined to the latter, although her dress was also slightly peculiar, as if she had deliberately worn a "shrine maiden" costume with a specific meaning.

The silver lines are like entwined rays of light, staggered into a row of symbols or "spells" at the hem and brim of the wide robe, rippling like flowing water with the woman's stillness and movement.

Based on his experience, he could only judge that the fabric of the dress was extraordinary, but he could not see where it came from.

However, he really cares more about the pair of horns that look very real and beautiful than the costume.

The hand couldn't help but touch the woman's horn.

Yin An felt the young man's breath approaching, because there was no malice, so she didn't move, until the young man carefully put his hand on her corner, Yin An tilted his head slightly.

In fact, her horns are the same as her hair, and she doesn't feel tactile.

Being looked at by Yin An's clear eyes, as if he had just realized what he had just done, the young man surnamed Zhang coughed and hid the little discomfort in his heart.

"These two horns are beautiful."

Yin An replied noncommittally.

In fact, Vlad's horn is more beautiful, but unfortunately she hasn't caught the opportunity to touch it.

Seeing that the woman didn't care much, Zhang Yunzhen withdrew his hand and held it in front of his chest. The warm and slightly cool touch remains in the palm of the hand, which is completely different from the turbid and heavy air in the car, which is very fresh and beautiful.

Just like the person in front of her, whether she was in a pile of men with a fierce face or in a crowd of uneasy students, her eyes reflected the world of fusion as clearly and honestly as they did when they first saw it, without the slightest emotion.

After being silent for a while, Zhang Yunzhen asked, "Where are you going?" ā€

"Hai Province."

While speaking, Yin An's sharp eyes saw that there were zombies running behind the building, and the speed was so fast that he was afraid that he had already left the initial period of zombies.

… Is it a blood-sucking zombie?

An excited roar entered the car through the window.

After the roar caused a small panic, everyone quickly crouched down and hid next to their seats, and dared not breathe.

Yin An was thinking, if the zombies were smashed with all their might, would the windows of this bus be able to hold up? On the other hand, he lowered his body, only slightly poking out his eyes to stare at the zombies rushing outside.

If you want to say who the creator loves the most in this apocalypse, Yin An feels that it is undoubtedly a zombie.

Sharp five senses, sharp claws, well-developed motor muscles, and the ability to create "companions" are the qualities that zombies possess when they are initially infected. By the mid-term, zombies will develop a shallow consciousness and will "randomly" awaken an ability similar to that of an evolutionary. After 7 or 8 years in the end of the world, zombies can already "mimic" into an appearance similar to that of people, as long as there is no lack of fresh blood offerings, this mimicry is even full-time.

Therefore, at that time, Yin An, who was struggling at the bottom, often thought that people like her, who were neither evolutionaries nor zombies, were actually the species that the creators wanted to abandon the most...

However, Yin An has never imagined the idea of abandoning the consciousness of being a "human".

Even if he may not be counted in the category of "human" now, Yin An will never consider himself a "non-original human".

Boom!

A loud sound like steel colliding with steel was close to my ears.

However, it was not the bus they were on.

Immediately after, the sound of a car being overturned to the ground came vaguely, and when I looked into it, it was one of the cars in which the group of workers were riding.

After the afterglow skimmed to the corner of the wall, three or two more zombies came to hear the sound, and Yin An's face sank.

Even though they have to come out to forage for food in the daylight, their body structure is already able to withstand the power of steel, and the evolution of zombies is more rapid than expected.

She didn't know if it was the same in her previous life, almost so cruel that it caught the original humans off guard. But in this life, he was on the cusp of turbulent waves, and Yin An deeply felt how deep the fear of being an ordinary person was.

Some of the schoolgirls covered their mouths stiffly, but their deeply lowered heads still couldn't stop the small whimpering sound full of fear.

From predator to food.

and, being classified as "out of favor" category.

The muffled sound of the car engine starting, through the thick glass, was also endless, and the employees who were originally going to "pick up the leak" drove their cars one after another, speeding away in different directions.

There is no solid eternal team here, and there is no resolute eternal leader, the unfortunate "food" is left in place, and the lucky "food" escapes the table.

This is the discipline of "food" that is about to be formed.

"Young Master, let's go."

This was the "driver" who rarely spoke, and Yin An heard the decision in his tone.

To go, or not to go?

Forrest Gump is still inside, although she doesn't want to bring such a person who has been a fan in the past. But if you really want to say it, will a resolute person be resolute to the end? Wouldn't a pure white person be infected with complications?

So, the question is actually how many chips she wants to block and press on that person.

The bus has started.

The gloomy and desperate atmosphere in the car gradually eased with the sound of the engine.

Yin An climbed to the side of the kind "driver": "Can you please open the window next to the driver's seat?" Just give me a second. ā€

This sentence is like a spell, strayed into a panicked isolated village, what will the simple and ignorant villagers do?

"You're enough! Want to kill all of us?! ā€

The girl in the back seat of Zhang Yunzhen lowered her voice and roared, her voice with a sternness that was completely inconsistent with her appearance, and this sternness was also manifested in her distorted face at the moment.

The "villagers" did not dare to shout to attract the attention of the demon, so they tried to force the outsider with the curse to compromise with their eyes of condemnation and hatred.

However, the outsider is as immobile as a mountain, and the watery eyes still honestly reflect everything in the outside world.

"Please hurry, you're running out of time. I have other ways to get out of here, but yours may not be able to save it. ā€

Yin An was stating calmly, but he didn't want to, but it attracted everyone's even more hateful eyes, and a young man pounced viciously to try to subdue her.

The young student was stopped by Zhang Yunzhen with one hand, and his beautiful light-colored eyes looked at Yin An fixedly.

"Innocence can't save the people below."

It seemed that Yin An didn't care about the "food" below, and after a pause, he said again: "And your friend has a gun, maybe he doesn't need you to go down..."

The second half of the sentence that was swallowed was: drag him down.