Chapter 227: Zombie King, Let's Go! 10
Comfortable.
Gu Fanyin withdrew her hand, happy like a child.
Ke Yunlang never dreamed that he would get such an answer, let alone that he would be ...... Oh, a zombie king has been teased!
She, she, she actually touched his face!
Ke Yunlang's originally pale complexion began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the roots of his ears were red as if they were about to drip blood.
What he hates most is that people talk about his looks.
Sometimes, when he looks at himself in the mirror, he wants to just use a knife to scratch his face, so as not to put him in danger because of this appearance.
It's weird.
In the face of Gu Fanyin's straightforward praise, he didn't have any anger in his heart.
Oh no.
Or rather, he was a little annoyed.
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That's about what it looks like.
Ke Yunlang stood up stiffly, and then walked mechanically to the room that Gu Fanyin had arranged for him.
"Haha......" Gu Fanyin didn't expect Ke Yunlang to react like this, and was stunned before laughing out loud.
It's so soft.
Soft and shy.
Ay.
Such a man makes her completely unable to control herself.
Gu Fanyin glanced at her zombie body with disgust.
I don't know if there's any way to keep those spots on her body, but she's a person who is extremely surprised.
She didn't want to have a little other color on her body when she was hey-hee-hee in the future.
Oh.
Except for strawberries! (#^.^#)
If Ke Yunlang knew that Gu Fanyin had already made up so many things because of his blushing, he was afraid that he would just open the door and run.
Where is he stained with Gu Fanyin's light.
He is completely throwing himself into the net and sending himself into the tiger's mouth!
It's a pity that the current Ke Yunlang is still an extremely simple Ke Yunlang, and he is now sitting in the room blushing because of Gu Fanyin's undisguised laughter.
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The other side.
Zhao Man and the others finally returned to the base after driving for an hour.
As soon as he entered the base, Zhao Man began to cry.
When the manager of the base heard that something had happened to his daughter, he hurriedly ran over, but as soon as he came out, he saw Zhao Man's burned scalp, and he almost fainted without breathing.
"Who! Who did it!! The manager yelled angrily.
A few minutes later, the administrator sat in his office, looking at the people surrounded by medical staff, with a skeptical look on their faces.
Can the Zombie King speak?
Does the Zombie King have an ability?
Still don't let people live?
After listening to their descriptions, the administrator felt that if the Zombie King really wanted to kill them, it would be a matter of minutes! How can this be done? Is the naΓ―ve going to destroy them?
After thinking about it, the manager still planned to contact the managers of other bases first to spread the word about this matter, and see if they had any way to test the strength of this zombie king.
The meeting lasted an hour or two.
When the meeting came out, the manager looked depressed, but looking at his seriously burned daughter, his eyes were dyed with a deep sense of distress.
"Good Manman, you will stay in the base during this time, and we will go out when the injury is healed, ah~" The manager hugged his daughter and said.
When Zhao Man heard this, he immediately went crazy.
"I don't woo! bβ¦β¦ Dad, you...... You must report it for me...... Enmity! β