Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

Gu Ruojiao stood on the spot and looked at Chi Yu quietly.

He seemed to have arrived in such a hurry that his hair was disheveled by the wind, he lost his usual calmness and indifference, his chest heaved violently, and his breathing was chaotic and rough.

Gu Ruojiao opened her mouth: "You...why did you come back so soon?"

"The wireless walkie-talkie rang, but it was too far away to hear the content clearly."

But the walkie-talkie wouldn't ring if nothing happened, so Pan Yiyou and Chi Yu immediately thought that something must have happened to the residential building.

It was only then that Gu Ruojiao remembered that Pan Yiyou did have four military wireless walkie-talkies, which he seldom used at ordinary times, and only used when he went out to find supplies.

He nodded awkwardly: "Oh."

She was a little dumbfounded, and the ball on the top of her head exploded again at some point, making her look much more delicate than usual.

It reminded Chi Yu that the first time she saw her, she was even worse than she is now, with a disheveled face, her ball head not only burst into flowers, but also loose and drooping.

At that time, she couldn't even walk well, so she just mixed in with a group of low-level zombies, foolishly bumped into by the same kind, and even bullied by high-level zombies.

Now she has grown up, and she has grown up to protect people in places he doesn't know.

It really makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

Chi Yu walked over, took out a bottle of water from the space, took her hand that was full of blood, and cleaned it carefully for her.

His hands are big, and his fingers are even better.

Gu Ruojiao's hands are very small in comparison.

But her fingers are slender, soft and delicate, and the fingertips are light pink, not gray and white that zombies have.

Chi Yuzai cleaned even his fingertips carefully, then took out a clean cloth, and wiped off all the drops of water.

"You're not injured, are you?" Chi Yu noticed a hole in her sleeve.

Gu Ruojiao looked at the arm that was pierced by the bullet but had healed, and shook her head aggrievedly: "No."

The mouth said no, but the expression didn't say that.

It was clearly saying that she was bullied and needed to be coaxed.

Chi Yu wanted to tease her, but he didn't.

He also deliberately said: "I forgot, there was a little zombie who said that he didn't want to see me. What? Want me to coax you now?"

The little zombie choked, and raised his voice angrily after a few seconds: "No!"

Her mouth was pouted, her face was stinky, she turned her head and left after speaking.

This temper is getting bigger and bigger every day.

Chi Yu followed behind with a smirk.

When he passed the back door, he saw the man lying on the ground with his heart stabbed out.

Unbelievable and unwillingness still froze on his face, and a pistol was stuck in his open clothes.

Chi Yu glanced lightly, then waved his hand, and threw his body in front of the zombies wandering nearby.

Smelling the smell of blood, the zombie immediately rushed up to eat it.

By the time Gu Ruojiao and Chi Yu returned to the front door, the battle was almost over.

Four people including Dayang were injured, and Dayang was the most seriously injured and was helped to the house for treatment.

But the other side didn't get any benefits, so I folded one.

Fortunately, Pan Yiyou came in time, otherwise they would have to fold one.

Gu Ruojiao wanted to join in and help out, but was dragged back by Chi Yu.

"Wait here, don't make trouble."

Gu Ruojiao puffed up her cheeks dissatisfied.

But thinking about it, with him around, it was estimated that the battle would end soon, so he just sat on the green belt next to him, propped his chin and watched how the opponent was unilaterally pressed and beaten.

Sure enough, when Chi Yu was on the field, without that psychic supernatural being, the opponent was wiped out in less than 5 minutes.

Not a single one of them was spared.

In the last days, to be kind to your enemies is to be cruel to yourself.