Summer nights are always plagued by mosquitoes. [Ran^Text^Library] []

Especially after the disaster, the number of mosquitoes flying in the night has increased many times.

Mosquitoes fly in swarms in the night, searching for warm blood.

The people in the camp naturally became the target of this bloodthirsty animal.

Around the entire camp, the "buzz" and "buzz" sound of mosquitoes spreading their thin wings is always heard.

Under the canvas tent, many people were bitten by mosquitoes and couldn't sleep, so they had to use the thin light in the brazier to use their palms to continue to wrestle with these pesky vampires.

Outside the canvas tent, the people who sit around a campfire and take turns keeping vigil have become the preferred targets of mosquitoes.

"Smack!" "Smack!"

Zheng Yimao waved his hands quickly, slapped them several times in front of him, and then separated his hands and looked at them, and saw that the palms of his hands were already covered with red blood.

He pursed his mouth slightly, and said with some indignation: "I'm leaning!" ”

"These mosquitoes are more hateful than those capitalists!"

"Alas~!"

Next to Zheng Yimao, Li Mo, who was holding a withered branch in both hands, opened his mouth and let out a heavy sigh.

Li Mo broke the dead branches, and threw the broken dead branches into the fire in front of him.

His face was a little helpless, and he looked at Zheng Yimao and said, "Brother Mao." ”

"What other capitalists are there in this world now?"

"Even if there are capitalists."

Li Mo shook his head, suppressed the sleepiness that was rising from his body at this time, and said, "I'm afraid, I've already fed the mosquitoes." ”

"Tsk."

Zheng Yimao smashed his mouth, then let out a sigh of relief, and suddenly stared at the fire in front of him.

He was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "Ah Mo." ”

"You go and rest first, let Junyun come over."

"Nope."

Li Mo, who looked tired, shook his head and directly rejected Zheng Yimao's suggestion.

"Brother Mao, I'm fine."

"Junyun, that guy needs to rest more than me."

"After all, as long as you remember those things, no one will feel good."

Li Mo pursed his lips and said in a somewhat adoring tone: "Brother Mao." ”

"Junyun, I'm not as strong as you."

"No one, as strong as you."

Hearing this, Zheng Yimao curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

His eyes moved slightly, and his expression was a little gloomy.

"Mo."

"I'm not as strong as you think."

"I'm more fragile than you think."

Hearing this, Li Mo sneered noncommittally and said, "Brother Mao." ”

"No matter what, you saved my life."

"Whatever you say, I'll follow you."

"It's not just me, but Junyun and these old and weak women and children."

"These people will follow you."

Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, a strange light flashed between his pupils, and a trace of hideousness appeared on his face, which was much younger than Zheng Yimao.

He gritted his teeth vigorously and said, "Brother Mao." ”

"That little kid doesn't understand anything."

"He didn't experience that night at all, and he didn't meet anyone."

"Those who follow him are the same as him!"

They.

All are weak.

Li Mo widened his eyes slightly, and said categorically towards Zheng Yimao, who had a calm face: "Brother Mao! ”

"We all know that."

"You're better suited to lead everyone than that kid."

"We also know that you can definitely do better than that kid!"

"Enough!!"

Hearing this, Zheng Yimao, who had a calm face, stood up directly from the ground.

He looked down at the fire burning in front of him, his slightly purple lips trembled, and said, "Ah Mo." ”

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Hearing this, Li Mo looked at Zheng Yimao who was standing beside him, and said with the same expression: "Brother Mao." ”

"I know that kid has some special abilities!"

"But he's just a kid, and he's not going to take us in at all!"

"You, heard what he said too!?"

In the roaring bonfire, there was a burst of "crackling" sounds.

Li Mo pursed his lips and deliberately lowered his voice, but his tone was a little eager.

"Brother Mao."

"The reason why we want to follow him is to use his power to protect us."

"And sometimes, to harness the power of a person, you don't necessarily need to follow him."

Li Mo's eyes showed a hint of cunning, and his voice was full of confidence, but it was extremely cruel because of this.

"Brother Mao."

"I've looked closely at the kid's companion."

"They are all old and disabled, and there are not as many people as we are."

"As long as he can coerce his companions, he can."

"Smack!"

The clear muffled sound made Li Mo's words come to an abrupt end.

After the muffled sound, Li Mo tilted his body and covered half of his face with his left hand, and looked at Zheng Yimao with a gaze full of surprise.

Facing Li Mo's surprised gaze, Zheng Yimao raised his right palm with an angry face, and walked in front of Li Mo in a few steps.

"Smack!"

With a muffled sound like slapping a flying mosquito, Li Mo fell to the fire with a low cry of pain.

Zheng Yimao bent down, grabbed Li Mo's collar, and pulled him in front of him.

"Ah Mo, Ah Mo."

Zheng Yimao clenched his teeth, and every word and sentence he said seemed to pop out from between his teeth.

His eyes at this time were covered with bloodshot blood, and his distorted face showed a ferocity that seemed to be about to devour people.

He looked at Li Mo's eyes as if he had met this person for the first time.

"You're no longer the Ah Mo I know."

"You know what?"

"I, I really don't believe it, I don't believe that people can change so much!"

Zheng Yimao let go of his hands and threw Li Mo to the ground.

He didn't use much strength, but Li Mo's heart was shaking at this time, and he could only look at Zheng Yimao blankly, forgetting to get up from the ground.

"Mo."

"You, you know?"

"Whew, whew, whew~~!!"

Zheng Yimao bent down, hung his head, and opened his mouth to gasp loudly.

At this time, he felt as if a boulder was pressed against his chest, and every breath took all his strength.

His legs went limp, and he suddenly threw his head back and fell to the ground.

His whole body began to tremble, but as he breathed hard, he raised his right hand.

"I, I, I don't want to!"

Then in the dim firelight, looking at the palm of his right hand, Zheng Yimao's eyes flowed hot tears.

Every tear slipped down his cheeks and was dried by the bonfire.

"I really don't want to!"

"Don't want to kill!"

"So!"

Zheng Yimao clenched his teeth and tilted his head slightly, looked at Li Mo's panicked face, and said with a distorted face: "Put away your dirty thoughts!" ”

"Don't think! I don't know what you're thinking! ”

"Don't think! I didn't notice the way you looked at that girl! ”

"Don't push me!"

"Kill you!"

That, today's day shift, the update is a little late.

But there is one more chapter, which will be sent later.