The end of the world is coming: A female boss crawls out of the mountain of corpses

Lu Nanyang looked at him with contempt.

His eyes were as arrogant as a jackal.

Feng Xiaofeng's eyes were still somewhat unconvinced, but he didn't make any moves. It seemed that he was still thinking about something.

Lu Nanyang guessed that he was probably considering whether to continue fighting with him and still have a chance of winning.

The commotion this time was not small, but Lu Nanyang was not afraid. He had originally planned to get close to Guo Yuyang. If he didn't make some noise, how could he attract Guo Yuyang's attention among thousands of people?

This building is not actually within the base, but it is actually very close to the base.

Guo Yuyang lives in the base. Since more and more zombies are gathering now, the outside of the base has also been classified as the territory of zombies.

If you want to attract some attention, just a little noise may not be enough.

This is the second floor. The security zombies on the first floor must have noticed it, so they might as well add more firepower.

But at this time, Feng Xiaofeng had no intention of continuing the fight.

If you can win, fight; if you can't, give up.

He's not the kind of zombie who refuses to bow his head. He's not that stupid.

Especially for Lu Nanyang, who has a brainless and impulsive temperament, it is easy to deceive him if he is coaxed.

He immediately made up his mind to surrender.

But he didn't expect a strong pressure to hit him again, and even Feng Xiaomin was pressed against the wall!

This time was not as terrifying as the first time, but the glass window next to him could no longer bear it. It shattered instantly and sprayed out fragments that fell to the first floor.

Lu Nanyang raised his eyebrows and looked at him mockingly.

"Not convinced? Come on, keep going!"

Feng Xiaomin hugged her brother's arm tightly in fear, and at the same time couldn't help shouting: "Brother Nanyang! Stop fighting, please stop fighting! I'm scared, Brother Nanyang!"

There was some petty commotion upstairs, but the security downstairs didn't want to interfere.

But this time the building was damaged, and they finally hurried to the bottom of the broken window, roaring angrily.

"What are you doing!"

There was no response from upstairs, and several zombies became angry.

"Go, tell Mr. Bonn to go!"

"Damn it, luckily the window I broke this time was the dormitory window. What if I broke the window where the food is kept and ran away!"

"These stupid things, wait and see how Mr. Bonn will deal with them!"

Soon, news of the zombie den in China reached Bonn.

Bonn glared at the person who came to report angrily.

"The troublemaker will be disqualified from dining for three days. Any troublemaker in the future will be punished in this way."

Several security guards immediately spread the news to the house where Lu Nanyang lived.

The unlucky thing is that the mute zombie lives with three troublemakers, which is really bad luck.

Because they were not sure who was causing trouble, the security simply disqualified the four zombies in this household from dining together.

With no food to eat, Feng Xiaomin started to complain aggrievedly.

At this time, Feng Xiaofeng had given in in time and apologized to Lu Nanyang with a low eyebrow.

But at this time, his skull was shattered, which was very detrimental to himself and could easily damage his brain. Not eating meant that it was difficult for his body to recover.

Although he had lost his smile, he secretly started to think about Lu Nanyang again.

While comforting his sister, he muttered to himself reproachfully.

"It was my fault that I gave Brother Lu a hard time before I understood it. It made you and Xiaomin unable to eat. Alas, that brother in our house was not close to us in the first place, and he was harmed by us again this time. It happened. He beat him back to the house, and he didn’t even get out the door. He was inexplicably harmed by me. "

As for zombies, it doesn’t matter if they don’t eat a meal.

But the main thing is that the food here is really good.

Those are all flesh and blood of superpowers. Which zombie wouldn’t crave this?

Lu Nanyang immediately showed a little discomfort.

"So, I feel a little embarrassed for that brother."

Feng Xiaofeng immediately asked tentatively: "This is my fault in the first place. Can't I bear the responsibility alone? It's a harm to the three of you that you can't eat even though you have worked."

Since you feel guilty, you should turn yourself in!

You take over the responsibility and shoulder it!

Lu Nanyang couldn't help but curse, but he maintained a stupid and ignorant look on his face.

Seeing that the atmosphere had reached this point, Lu Nanyang clenched his fists unbearably and stood up.

"Why don't you let us eat! The more we are refused, the more I want to eat!"

Feng Xiaofeng immediately showed a subtle smile of success.

So when it was meal time, Lu Nanyang walked into the cafeteria swaggeringly, with dissatisfaction written all over his face.

An An and Hong Yu silently followed him not far behind.

Although this Lu Nanyang seems to be very brainless and goes crazy when he is unhappy, but for some reason, he feels like he has a real personality.

So handsome!

He lined up to receive the meal and reported his position and name.

When the foreign uncle who shared the meal heard the name, he immediately shook his head and refused: "You have been disqualified from dining."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Nanyang flipped the table on the spot.

"I worked, but you didn't give me a meal? I was exploited by capitalism when I was alive, and I still have to look at your face after death. I really feel that I have lived enough! Do you understand me, gringo!"

Most of the people here are foreigners. After hearing what he said, they suddenly became furious.

Hundreds or thousands of zombies are planning to step forward to teach this Chinese zombie who knows nothing about heaven and earth a lesson.

But he didn't want to be blown away by the huge pressure.

In addition to a few load-bearing walls, the first floor of the cafeteria was surrounded by many huge glass windows, which were instantly shattered into glass.

Even An An and Hong Yu were affected and flew far out of the canteen again.

Some low-level novice zombies even crashed directly into the load-bearing wall and received their lunch boxes on the spot.

Lu Nanyang stepped forward with an arrogant look, grabbed the uncle who was sharing the meal by the collar, and said every word through gritted teeth.

"I want to see Boss Guo!"

"you you......"

"Don't you understand, gringo? I want to ask him why he doesn't give me food!"

As he spoke, he threw the meal-sharing uncle towards the door and wiped a dark green blood stain nearly three meters away on the ground.

There was a big fuss here, and Guo Yuyang, who was eating comfortably on the other side, suddenly became sharp-eyed.

A younger brother finally came over to report.

At first, Guo Yuyang thought it was the Chinese who were attacking again, but when he heard that it was just his own people making trouble, he leisurely ate the bloody meat in front of him.

The younger brother looked at him eagerly, "I can't beat him, I can't beat him at all! Go and take a look, the whole canteen has been smashed!"

Only then did Guo Yuyang stop chewing with interest.

Although the fresh meat is good, the tendons are difficult to chew.

Then he gave up and swallowed it in one gulp.

I want to say something more.

Guo Yuyang waved his hand impatiently.

"He wants to eat, so why don't you give it to him?"

"OK......"

The younger brother turned to leave.

Guo Yuyang spoke again: "Don't embarrass this guy these two days, pay more attention and report to me if you have anything."

The younger brother turned around in confusion, not understanding, but still nodded obediently.