"I'm cooking at Sister Yu's house now, and Brother Yan, I also made your lunch."

Cang Hao stood obediently next to him, smiling.

"Alas, what's your name Brother Yan, it's called Lao Yan."

Lao Yan smiled and patted Cang Hao's shoulder, "You kid, for so many years, no one who dares to enter Sister Yu's house, how did you do it?"

"I got the video and the photo of the undead beating you."

Cang Hao's voice became smaller and smaller, and his face was a little red.

"Yo, boy, it's okay, the undead are too tricky. After looking for such a blind spot, I thought there was no proof of death. ”

Lao Yan was open-mouthed, and was glared at by Wan Buyu and Long Shan.

"The dead are also the undead, what do you say about the dead who can't die."

"By the way, Sister Fool, I saw Zhenda upstairs, and he was sent in by the undead."

Long Shan suddenly remembered that the person who happened to see the undead this morning had mysteriously sent him upstairs.

"Yes, then I'll go up and comfort him."

Without saying a word, Wan Buyu left the ward and walked upstairs.

"Foolish sister!"

Cang Hao wanted to stop Wan Bu Foolish, but was caught by Long Shan, "What, what Sister Yu wants to do, you'd better not stop it, if you really want to chase her, you have to do what she wants." ”

"But..."

Cang Hao thought for a while and nodded, "Okay, I know, I'll go up and take a look, I can't let Sister Yu go up alone to face the group of men who are undead." ”

"Hey stinky boy, you'd better not underestimate the foolish sister."

Long Shan warned, and Cang Hao had already run out.

"Foolish sister, wait for me!"

Cang Hao caught up upstairs and saw Wan Buyu being stopped at the staircase, a group of men with skulls tattooed on their necks, holding the guy in their hands, looking at Wan Buyu with fierce eyes.

"Foolish sister, danger, you stand back." Love me

Cang Hao blocked in front of Wan Buyu, and the undead were stunned, looked at Cang Hao, and laughed.

"Where did this little white face come from?"

"I've never heard of it, it's not stupid, and he actually has such a little white face."

Wan Bu's face did not change, and he looked at the undead with his hands in his pockets.

Cang Hao was also fearless, and also sneered, "What's the matter, as a fan of Sister Yu, are you jealous of my good-looking face?" It can be seen that your fans are as ugly as you!"

"What the hell is the stinky boy talking about!"

"Wan is not stupid and didn't speak, how old are you!"

The undead were enraged, and they raised their sticks one after another and began to greet Cang Hao.

And Cang Hao was unexpected, flexibly shuttling among the undead, fist to flesh, unambiguous.

"Huh? Lian Jiazi? I didn't see it at all. ”

Wan Buyu was slightly stunned.

"As a fan of yours, it's okay to have no three-legged cat kung fu?"

Cang Hao smiled mischievously at Wan Buyu, Wan Buyu saw the baseball bat smashed by the undead, and immediately stepped forward, approached Cang Hao face to face, and stretched out his hand to bear the blow.

"! Are you all right?!"

Cang Hao turned his head and saw that Wan Buyu was not only fine, but also solved the undead people with three punches and two kicks, kicking them and screaming, lying on the ground and not getting up.

"What just happened?"

Cang Hao was at the scene, but he didn't see anything, and the undead had already fallen to the ground.

"Foolish sister, you're not a little strong..."

"Who's making noise in the hospital!"

Several doctors and nurses walked over, and Wan Buyu glared back, and before they could say anything, the doctors and nurses turned their heads and left in an instant.

"It turns out that someone fell, what should I do, let's go."