The end of the world: Beautiful straight man cries and begs to be let go

Snowflakes were falling from the roof that had been lifted off at some point, and it was chilly inside.

The other party's words, which were softer than the command, fell on Gu Xingge's ears.

He didn't know how he got in there.

Will the big boss lie to others? No, the big boss never lies.

He wanted to live... The young man's lips trembled slightly as he came forward and landed on the butterfly tattoo.

It was a very light kiss, and the blood on the neck was very fishy.

Shi Minling smiled weakly and said, "Don't be afraid, I am...a human being."

"It won't infect you, and it won't cause you to mutate."

In the last perspective, Shi Mingling saw the young man coming up to him with tears in his eyes and kissing the tattoo on his neck.

The young man's face was very clear, hazy in the sunlight, and snowflakes fell freely, quietly accumulating on the young man's hair and shoulders, and a trace of beauty lingered on the corner of his lips.

Gu Xingge opened his mouth and bit down hard, and the broken butterfly tattoo shattered between the boy's lips and teeth.

After a short pause, Gu Xingge was about to raise his head when someone pinched his neck gently and buried it again, "Harder."

The severe pain intensified as Shi Mingling's words fell.

Does Shi Mingling like Gu Xingge? Does he love Gu Xingge?

Only Shi Mingling knew this.

And Shi Mingling knew one more thing.

That is, the young man is a fool who has not been able to understand his feelings for a long time.

But that’s fine too. He doesn't need to like other people.

His own pure whiteness is enough to attract the likes of others.

"I'll give you a present."

"This is a small reward for your relief."

The voice murmured, and Gu Xingge felt the man gently caressing his neck through the knitted sweater he was wearing. The only clean hand the man had left slipped into the young man's collar, went down his neck and touched the red mole on the warm flesh.

Gu Xingge was stiff, and the woman's voice that he couldn't hear screamed harshly: "I really have a stupid and damn, stupid brother!!"

He only heard the other party's low, slow, fast words.

"Run quickly..."

"You only have six hours to escape."

The tired soul under that malicious skin is shattered with contentment.

Gu Xingge raised his head and felt the other person's body tilting and falling towards the ground. In the sound of the heavy fall, Gu Xingge looked blank, his eyes were slightly lowered, and there was a strong smell of blood between his lips and teeth.

The beautiful little boy's eyes turned red from the smell of blood, and he retched several times.

He didn't know what the other party was talking about as a gift, but what he cared about was what the other party said. He still had six hours to escape.

His soft hair hung obediently on the back of his neck. He arranged his clothes. The young man's eyebrows showed a hint of luster, and then he turned his head and staggered away.

Never looked back once.

Gu Xingge knew that he was not from God's perspective. In this story of the occupied area, he could only use an ordinary person's body to collide with those powerful people who controlled everything.

He would often try to discern whether what he was doing was right after he fell asleep and woke up.

There are many smart people, but he is just an ordinary normal person, and he cannot fathom abnormal thoughts.

On the night when his finger injury was healed, Gu Xingge was lying on the bed. Before entering the controlled dreamland, Gu Xingge found a way to survive longer in the zombie city.

I am short-sighted and stupid.

Then I won't play tricks with them.

Gu Xingge sniffed hard, and the water in his eyes surged out after knowing that he was safe.

The only way to survive that is suitable for you, without special powers, and for ordinary people.

Just follow the rules set by the pervert.

Ever since Gu Xingge arrived in the enemy-occupied area, he could always feel a pair of eyes staring at him calmly and wildly in the dark.

Gu Xingge would also be afraid and worried, and there was a time when he thought that he might not be able to live anymore, and that his life and his little butt would really change.

Fortunately, in this game, I survived.

Gu Xingge didn't know that he had become the biggest winner of the trip.

At the same time, the entire zombie city fell into a state of disorder and chaos.

Those deformed monsters that were killed did not attack people overwhelmingly, but selectively attacked ordinary people.

Just like what Qin Shi had scolded before.

They just bully the weak and fear the strong.

Dan Ran, Xiu Xiu and Fatty had already gathered together, and Lin Qi also finished dealing with the monsters in his area and joined them.

Danran and Xiuxiu already knew about the game in Area E1 from Fatty's mouth, and they also knew about the boy. They also knew about Huang Mao being killed by the boy himself.

Xiuxiu wore a mask and said softly in surprise: "He killed someone?"

Looking at such a good-tempered, well-behaved young boy, he didn't look like he could learn how to kill.

Dan Ran laughed twice, "So, he is still very powerful."

They just stayed silent for a while when Huang Mao died, and then walked forward.

No one paid much attention to death. Because we are walking in the apocalypse, everyone is ready to tighten their necks on their belts.

It was also at this time that they passed by an area and found many new zombies, twisted and attacking in their direction.

The fat man shouted: "Damn it, these people look a bit familiar."

"They are all Brother Fu's men. Why did they turn into zombies?"

Xiuxiu hugged her book and quickly came up with a conclusion that could kill everyone.

——"Is it possible that they are originally controlled zombies, and this is a whole city of monsters."

The fat man muttered: "Didn't you say that the monsters after the mutation will look exactly like humans?"

Xiu Xiu frowned and stared at the fat man, "Is it possible that there are three, six or nine levels of mutations?"

"The ones that came out were the normal ones after the mutation ended. These were controlled by others."

Fatty: "..." Then the matter is serious and terrible. Maybe, normal people have already disguised themselves into human society.

And is it correct to say that red moles and tattoos distinguish zombies?

These are not the most important things.

The important thing is.

Xiuxiu said: "The person in charge of this batch of low-grade zombies is dead."

Who killed the person behind it?