The female protagonist Long Li, the male protagonist Teng Feng, Yan Ziye's subordinate Wen Li, and Ah Mang, who has already been taken away by Zimo, are like a mouthful of cattle at the moment.

There are already scarlet strangulation marks on their backs, and they are pulling their cars slowly in embarrassment?!

The jeep actually moved by a few people?

This......

Zimo was really a little indescribable for a while.

Two hundred and five went online in due course: "Your uncle did ......"

"Nonsense, what's going on!"

Two hundred and five hurried Balabala said:

"The male protagonist Teng Feng and their car suddenly ran out of gas, so I turned back to you to see if there was spare gasoline in your car, but there were zombies in the middle of the way, naturally someone saw blood in the process of killing, so your uncle appeared, and then ......"

"How?"

"The big boss doesn't seem to be very pleasing to anyone, and it directly cuts off everyone's ability nerves."

Zimo "......"

Hehe, he deserves to be the ultimate villain of this post-apocalyptic plane.

The approach really broke new ground.

After all, she hadn't even figured out how to punish Long Li.

And as soon as Hongjiao came out, he was so generous that he directly served all these people in one pot, and they all became his prisoners.

I didn't even have the ability to resist at all.

However, it was also indirectly for Yan Zi to let out a bad breath.

Oh, it's amazing.

Two hundred and five shrunk his neck and said, "It's amazing, but the host~ You are also your uncle's prisoner now~"

Zimo's face darkened.

"Little thing, what did Uncle say before, do you remember?" Hongjiao reached out and pushed the bridge of his nose, but it was obviously because Yan Ziye didn't wear glasses.

His hand stiffened slightly when it didn't touch the lens.

However, he soon adjusted.

"Uncle, you disappeared suddenly, I came out to find you."

Zimo's face was not red, and her heart was not beating.

Of course, she deliberately ignored the middle and Yan Ziye parts.

But, red mowing is so easy to fool.

He directly reached out and pinched Zimo's jaw, and said a little gloomy: "You know that he is your brother, and you still like him, huh?" ”

"That's the same as liking uncle, isn't it?"

The red mow is slightly fluted.

Then there was a slight warning: "I'm not him." ”

"But you're using the same body, aren't you?"

"Little thing, something you shouldn't know, you'd better swallow it in my stomach."

"Then I want to say, will Uncle kill me?"

A dimness flashed in Hong's eyes.

"Uncle, I know you won't."

"Huh."

Hongjia snorted coldly.

Zimo said very firmly: "Because I am going to witness my uncle's zombie kingdom with my uncle in the future, of course my uncle will not kill me!" ”

After speaking, she smiled sweetly at Hongjia.

The smile was a little dazzling.

Hongjia did not answer.

It's just that when he remembered the way Zimo and Yan Ziye got along together, he was still very gloomy and said: "Don't say these lies again in the future, otherwise, I will cut your vocal cords." ”

Zimo chuckled.

Then he loosened the corner of the red shirt that he had been tugging on.

Hongjiao raised his eyebrows: "Little thing, have you finally stopped being with Uncle Xu." ”

Zimo raised her eyebrows slightly: "You are cheap, good to you, you will only think that I am deliberately currying favor with you, so why should I be begging in front of you." ”

"You!"

Hongjia grabbed Zimo's neck as soon as he grabbed it, and his tone became more and more cold and biting.

"Do you really think I'm reluctant to kill you?"