What is shame?

For Yang Donghao, being deprived of his status and feeding him medicine in front of so many people is all bearable, but there is one thing he can't bear it, and he feels that it is a great shame.

That's ......

Touch your head to kill.

What if you can't bear it?

Bear with it!

"Well, remember to cooperate with my people in the future, we will have more time to meet in the future." With a smile, Fang Mo picked up a piece of fruit and took two bites.

Turning his hand, he touched Yang Donghao's head again: "Your head is quite round and very comfortable to touch." ”

Yang Donghao couldn't help it, so he prayed, "Yes, yes?" So, you, touch it a little longer? ”

That distorted face, too ugly.

Fang Mo felt that this guy's handsomeness was a lot less out of thin air.

So he shook his head and said, "Forget it, next time you have a chance, I still have something to do, you continue to be busy with yourself." Don't worry, I can guarantee here that other people will not do anything to you, it is a few people who control you together, and when you really do something bad, they can only kill you if they gather together. ”

"Of course, if you want to do something bad, any one of them can kill you."

Yang Donghao's eyes lit up suddenly, but as Fang Mo's second sentence fell, he had no thoughts.

Fuck your sister, control people, and still talk cool here.

"Gone!"

Fang Mo waved his hand and said with a smile: "No need to send it." ”

"Must send, must send!" Yang Donghao immediately stood up, pulled a few girls, and made a congratulatory expression.

That's cheap.

You have to beat it up to be honest.

But fortunately, it's not a great person, and there's no stubbornness that shouldn't be insisted on, but it's very well-behaved.

In this regard, Fang Mo was still very satisfied.

Went downstairs.

He walked in the hall and said hello to the white coat that was trembling at the sight of him, but the other party knelt down with a puff, which filled him with helplessness.

He's that terrible?

This sentence is not asked, once asked, out of ten people, a hundred people have to say yes......

One punch to pieces!

Is there anything more terrible than him?

Anyway, these people haven't seen it.

The moment he walked out, Yang Donghao's cousin was respectful to him, and he didn't let him continue to take medicine, but said that he also wanted to be controlled......

"Oh?" Fang Mo's eyes lit up, he took out a pill and stuffed it directly into his mouth: "I satisfy you, from today onwards, you will only be controlled by me." It also means that if your cousin does something, you have to repay me, of course, I may have left here, and if you want to report it by then, go to the few sparks that you can feel over there to find a person named Qin Xiaoyu. ”

My cousin wanted to cry without tears, and he couldn't wait to give himself a few slaps.

What is bad to say?

To be controlled, isn't he a bad pen?

But the key is that he said everything and took the medicine, so he could only admit it: "Okay, don't worry...... Right? ”

"Huh?" Fang Mo, who was leaving at high speed, turned around and shouted: "Don't call Dad, I can't stand it, my son of your age, I really don't dare to have it." ”

Interesting.

For him, these people are really interesting.

Yang Donghao, who is round from the beginning, and his cousin, and the white coat who has been busy from the beginning to the end, are a group of very interesting people.

It's a pity that Fang Mo won't stop somewhere.

The evil thoughts in his heart can no longer be suppressed.

In fact, just now, he wanted to end several lives with one punch, and he suppressed it for a long time before he suppressed this complex emotion.

These all come from the power that suddenly appeared.

Something is very wrong.

But he didn't have any good ways to deal with it, so he could only vent as he walked to see when he could really master this emotion.

At that time, he reached a kind of ......

Look at the mountains or mountains, look at the water or the mysterious realm of water.

This is his feeling, whether it is or not, he can't tell.

As for now?

He doesn't see mountains as mountains, he doesn't see water as anyone, it's very illusory.

……

"Whoop, whoop, whoop......"

A crowd of people were running, gasping like rags, like tattered bellows.

They ran and looked back.

When you see more and more monsters and zombies gathering, everyone is at risk.

"Brother Zhou, how long do we have to run?" A man couldn't run anymore, he squatted down, barely opened his mouth to ask, and began to gulp in the unhealthy and pure air.

Brother Zhou.

It is a strong man who is close to 1.9 meters tall, and all the muscles of his body are exposed.

Of course, if Fang Mo saw it, he would feel that this guy was extremely familiar.

Because he is Zhou Liehai.

and Kong Jinhao and Bai Yuqing, who escaped Zhang Qiang's poisonous hands together.

"Run, run!" Zhou Liehai turned his head, ignoring the danger, rushed over and pulled him up.

It's a pity.

He failed.

And even himself, he can't run.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion.

Ordinary people are like this, anyone who has been running, never feels how tired, but once someone suddenly stops, they will feel extremely tired, just want to stop and think for a while.

"It's over!"

Zhou Liehai closed his eyes.

On the other side, Fang Mo walked out of a street boredly.

Several zombies have been cleaned up by him, and the one that dies is called a neat one.

When he saw this, he suddenly stopped with interest.

"Ahh

After two screams, a strong man and a thin man died like that.

"Hey, that person seems familiar." Fang Mo saw Zhou Liehai's head rolling to the ground, and finally could only shake his head with great pity: "Tell me about you, how good it would be to run a few more steps, seeing that your disasters were all brought by me before, maybe I will save you?" It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

The next moment.

A familiar scene appeared.

Those zombies and monsters, one by one, scrambled for each other, and devoured the two corpses lying on the ground in an instant.

Then they began to chase after the few who were still running.

I don't know if it's telepathy, or if it's just that I found someone here.

Their target suddenly switched to Fang Mo's side at the same time, and their speed also had a partial bonus.

Several of them, after seeing this face, were a little surprised, but in the end, they rushed over with a will to survive.

"Get out of the way!"

Fang Mo threw a punch lightly.

At this moment, in front of the eyes of the few of them, Fang Mo seemed to have undergone some kind of ulterior transformation.

He had become a terrible man, with a pitch-black monster standing on his back.

Unfortunately, before any of them could speak, they found that the punch had already arrived.

A few of the people running behind looked at the person in front of them with great regret.