Qin Cong directly pressed Wang Xinyue to the ground and choked her neck, lest she continue to shout. With some ingenuity in his hands, he won't strangle people directly.

Seeing that Qin Cong was going to pick up Wang Xinyue's clothes here, Lu Zhanlin frowned slightly and turned his wheelchair.

I don't want to look at it, I'm afraid of staining my eyes.

His original intention was not to humiliate Wang Xinyue, this kind of person is not worthy of his eyes, but he must confirm that Wang Xinyue is not infected with the zombie virus, and he doesn't want the "little girl" thing just now to happen again.

Qin Cong could have taken Wang Xinyue to find a room, but he didn't. That was Qin Cong and Wang Xinyue's business, and Lu Zhanlin was not interested. If it weren't for Su Han's words, he would have killed these three people a long time ago.

The weather was hot, Wang Xinyue didn't wear much, Qin Cong's hands were strong, Wang Xinyue's struggle had no effect at all, and it was quickly checked, except for some ambiguous traces he left yesterday, there were no other wounds on his body.

"I've looked closely, and there are no wounds." Qin Cong said, his eyes couldn't help but glance at Wang Xinyue again.

It tastes pretty good, but unfortunately the flowers are poisonous.

"Let her get dressed." Lu Zhanlin said, "Sixteen, take her to Miss Su." ”

Wang Xinyue lay on the ground in embarrassment, crying and coughing, her throat is very sore now, and she wants to kill people angrily!

She allows herself to be committed to men, but she will never allow herself to be so humiliated! Wang Xinyue has never hated Su Hanyi so much! Hate Lu Zhanlin! Hate Qin Cong! Hate Gao Wei!

She hates! Hate everything!

But now she is so small, anyone can trample on her and insult her, she can only be at the mercy of others.

She swore that if she was given a chance, she would make life worse than death for everyone!

"Master, the clothes are ready." Sixteen reminded with a red face.

Lu Zhanlin turned his wheelchair and said to Qin Cong: "You can stay here for the time being, but you must follow my arrangement." Otherwise, get out! ”

Qin Cong's forehead jumped, let him go! No one spoke to themselves like that in years.

Never mind! Endure!

He's understaffed and injured now, where can he go?

Speaking of which, they are all injured now, will they become zombies? It doesn't seem to matter if he goes or stays.

Qin Cong also had injuries on his body, and when he thought that he was going to turn into a zombie, Qin Cong's face was extremely ugly.

"Ask your people to do you a favor, the corpses of the zombies must be disposed of as soon as possible." Lu Zhanlin said.

Qin Cong looked at Lu Zhanlin with pity, he was dying now, and he still had a wish that had not been fulfilled.

Let him work? Sorry, he's not in the mood.

Seeing this, Lu Zhanlin raised his eyebrows, the rules he just said, and he forgot them in a blink of an eye?

The memory is better than that of goldfish, 13!

Lu Zhanlin spoke again, and his voice seemed to be icy: "If you don't work, get out, or die!" ”

Qin Cong broke the jar and sat on the ground, with an expression of helplessness: "Master will become a zombie in a while, and he is not in the mood to work." ”

Lu Zhanlin's face darkened, and he had to explain: "We found that the Stranger is immune to the zombie virus. ”

Qin Cong looked for a cigarette in his pocket, but he didn't find it for a long time, and then asked slowly: "What is a supernatural person?" ”

"That's you, fire." Lu Zhanlin gritted his teeth.

He is most annoying to explain to people, especially the 100,000 whys, who drive people crazy every minute.

"What?".

Qin Cong picked up from the ground, his movements were neat, and he couldn't tell that he was a middle-aged man in his forties with a slightly chubby body at all.