Qu Lingkite took a deep breath and forced himself not to smash his fist on his handsome face.

"Do you know what an android test subject is?" he asked, lowering his voice.

An Lingya was stunned, and her face became a little serious: "I've heard some news, what's the matter, what do you know?"

Qu Lingyi smiled, the phoenix eyes raised up bent an arc, stared at An Lingya and said: "Lao Tzu is an experimental subject, although he is a man, but the memory is implanted incorrectly, it is a woman's memory, do you have an opinion?"

“...... No comments. An Lingya swallowed.

It's hard to imagine that such a peerless beautiful boy is actually a man's appearance and a woman's mind.

Anyway, he's actually an experimental subject?

"Wasn't the test subject made by the military? Why are you..."An Lingya looked at Qu Lingya suspiciously, for fear that he would have some conspiracy.

Knowing that they would not let go of their suspicions, Qu Lingyuan explained truthfully: "The military was too inhumane to the test subjects, so I escaped, and I wanted to stay here." ”

An Lingya was silent.

This person is an artificial human test subject who escaped from the military, and I don't know if the military will hunt him down, and if he hits the barrier, it will be worth the loss.

He was willing to keep this person, after all, there were not many survivors, and there was not much difference between androids and normal humans.

But there are many people in the barrier, and although he is the leader, he cannot replace the vast majority of people in making decisions.

"What do you think?" An Lingya turned his head to look at the few people who were following him, asking for their opinions.

"The escaped test subject... It's too dangerous, isn't it?" a man frowned and looked at Qu Ling, as if he was in big trouble.

Everyone's reaction was similar, and An Lingya was hesitating to refuse him.

Qu Lingyuan raised his hand to stop him from speaking, stared straight at him, and said in a tone that was not hurried: "I am useful, and it is very useful to you." ”

An Lingya raised his eyebrows and looked at him unexpectedly: "What's the use of you?"

With a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, Qu Ling Kite listed his special features one by one: "I have a stronger physique than ordinary humans, I have been injected with antibodies, and I will not mutate when I am bitten and scratched by zombies, in addition..."

He paused, his arm raised, pointing at the weapon in a man's hand.

"That chemical flamethrower, there's no fuel. ”

The person holding the ejector was slightly stunned, looked at the weapon in his hand, and nodded: "No." ”

I really don't know what kind of medicine this young man sells in his gourd, if you judge whether you have the ability to ammunition and fuel, it's useless, right?

"Lend it to me. Qu Ling Kite stretched out its beautiful palm, and its white wrist seemed to reflect the sun, which was dazzling.

No one doubts the identity of his android test subject.

In these last days, there are no scars on his body, his clothes are clean, his skin is fair, and he is raised like a noble son.

Who else can do it?

The man with the ejector turned his head to look at An Lingya, as if seeking his advice.

"Give it to him. An Lingya's sharp eagle eyes never left Qu Lingya's body, like a knife's thin lips gently pursed together.

There was no fuel, probably not much danger.

"Thank you. Qu Lingkite thanked him in a low voice and took the jet handed over by the other party.

It wasn't small, but it didn't seem to weigh much in his hands.

Smiling brightly at everyone, he jumped off the barrier and followed the chain to get closer to the zombie army under the barrier.

The hoarse roar tingles the eardrums, and many people are getting used to it as they flee, but Quling Kite is not used to it.

"He's crazy, there's no fuel for that thing. The man handing over the ejector furrowed his eyebrows.

The boy was either a madman or a fool.

Everybody thinks so.

Qu Ling Kite hung himself firmly on the chain, and the zombie below stretched out his arm and barely touched the sole of his shoe, with no attack power at all.

Raising the chemical flamethrower, flames erupted from his hand as the many eyes on the ramparts watched, and tongues of fire licked and ate the zombies in front of the gate, cremating them.

How to destroy zombies?

Break your spine and blow your head off.

Other than that, only cremation can be done.

The resources of the last days are too scarce, even for the military, weapons and ammunition cannot be used at will.

Everybody's shabby.

If you are poor, you will shoot accurately, and if you are rich, you will be covered by firepower.

Most people do their best to get a headshot in order to save bullets, or simply go to the zombie's head in close combat.

And Qu Ling... Mobile arsenal, do you say you're afraid?

"I'm sure there's no fuel for that thing...", the guy who said Qu Ling was stupid at first felt a little skeptical of life.

"How do you explain that!"

"How do I know!"

Everyone on the barrier looked at each other, and they all felt confused.

Soon, a small clearing was cleared in front of the gate, and the unruly teenager was still playing with the jet.

He jumped off the chains, using the ramparts as a point, slowly expanding his territory outward.

"I'm pretty sure that flamethrower can't hold that much fuel!" shouted the man at the rampart.

An Lingya held her chin and fell into deep thought.

The man named Qu Ling Kite, his clothes were light and thin, simple and neat, and it was impossible for him to hide so much fuel on his body.

What's more, with so many eyes staring at him on the ramparts, no one has ever seen him fill fuel.

It wasn't until a large fan-shaped clearing was cleared in front of the barrier that Qu Ling Kite got tired of playing and climbed up the barrier from the chain.

The flames burn cleaner than guns and bullets, there will not be a lot of blood and stumps on the ground, and the zombies will all turn into black charcoal.

Zombies are dead people, their blood does not flow, they have already dried up in their bodies, and if they are splashed on people's bodies during the fight, they will stick to you all the time.

Bathing is not an easy task, and the water resources in many places are polluted, and it is better to quench your thirst with the water you bathe.

Is cleanliness or life important? The answer is obvious.

"You..."

As Qu Lingya jumped up the barrier, everyone except An Lingya took a few steps back.

Throwing the jet to the original person, Qu Lingkite raised his hands and said with a smile: "I won't hurt you, I just want to tell you that I have special abilities." ”

"Special ability?fuel?" An Lingya raised an eyebrow, looking at him with a curious gaze.

"It's not just fuel, any gun that doesn't have ammo, I can fill it up with a touch. Qu Lingyuan generously told them about his ability.

Humans can mutate into zombies, and it's not a problem for him to evolve a superpower.

It doesn't sound very credible, but in the eyes of everyone, he looks like a charlatan.

An Lingya didn't answer, and reached out to lift his clothes, wanting to see if there was any mechanism that could hide things.

The conditioned reflex generally blocked his movements with his arms, and Qu Lingyuan's face was slightly red: "Why are you lifting my clothes..."

An Lingya looked at the flush on his white and tender cheeks, and didn't react at all, his long eyebrows trembled: "Everyone is a brother, why are you so twisted? ”

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Guess how our brother Qu is going to attack the male protagonist in this world?