On the price to pay for changing the plot

Zhou Sheng's face was ashen. He has always had his eyes above the top. He is also one of the few outstanding figures in this apocalyptic world where the strong are respected. Not to mention everyone respects him, no one dares to yell in front of him, but this psychopath , always likes to challenge his authority, but he still refuses to speak out. Who can argue with a person with a sick mind?

It's not that Zhou Sheng didn't suspect that Fu Heng was pretending to be crazy on purpose. He had seen those patients in the psychiatric hospital. Zhen, who is called Aifei when she sees people, but she is logical and articulate. If she hadn't seen him run out of the mental hospital, Zhou Sheng would not have believed that he was a psychopath.

On another level, maybe it was arranged by the plot master, or maybe some of Fu Heng's actions aroused his disgust. In any case, Zhou Sheng has a certain prejudice against Fu Heng or the original body, and he will inadvertently Want to get angry with him, care about some of his small actions, even if Fu Heng doesn't say a word, as long as he appears within the range of his eyes, he will sulk for no reason, as if this person has nothing to do with He was born at odds with him, don't ask him why, he doesn't know why.

The lunch for the four of them was not to their taste, except for Fu Heng, who was tired all night, his stomach was growling with hunger, and soup and water were stuffed into his mouth randomly, and he ate like a tiger.

After the meal, Zhou Sheng didn't say a few words to them, even if he said something, no one answered him. Could he still expect a mute to speak?

Your Excellency the Zombie King doesn't want to see them either. Zhou Sheng has a vicious temper and ulterior motives. If you can't get along with him, you can't hide your identity. It's nothing to be afraid of.

The relationship between the two parties did not ease because of a meal. They could not find out the other party's bottom, and their guards were even heavier, so they could only break up unhappy.

As soon as Zhou Sheng and the others left, Fu Heng turned his back and ignored His Excellency the Zombie King. His body was still hurting. It was because of Zhou Sheng that he didn't like to lose his temper. Now that the two of them left, he was naturally rude to him. up.

Although His Excellency the Zombie King has been the leader of zombies for many years, he is a zombie who can read people's faces. Fu Hengyi behaved uncomfortably, and he immediately noticed it. His big head was rubbing obediently on the side of his neck, very smelly and shameless.

"Go away!"

His Excellency the Zombie King drooped his eyes bitterly, and even the fake skin on his face seemed to be trying his best to express his sadness and heartache.

"Hmph! Stay away from me! Liar!"

Fu Heng will not soften because of its pitiful expression. He still remembers who ate him from the inside out last night, and he will definitely not be fooled by this zombie's fake appearance.

"...Next time, you are on top..." Your Excellency the Zombie King knew he was wrong, and he was a little embarrassed, but in fact, if he wanted to be on top, it didn't mind.

"Who will follow you next time!"

Is he angry because of this?Even if you let him be on it, he won't be on it (System: This is receptivity...)!

The zombie king is about to cry, do you want to dislike it so much?This matter can't be slapped, doesn't he always say that he is his true love?Sure enough, a man's heart is a needle in the sea.

"You have been thrown into limbo by me. From today onwards, you should move out of my bedroom." Fu slapped his big face away from his face, and transformed into a domineering and ruthless emperor in a second (system: What a scumbag! What a scumbag! The zombie king is about to rise! Overwhelm this scumbag!).

His Majesty Fu's decree successfully caused His Excellency the Zombie King's volcano to erupt. It carried him and ran into the bedroom, tore off his clothes, lay on his back, strangled his waist with one hand, and grabbed his soft body with the other. The lifeblood was stuffed into the butt hole, and Fu Heng's heart, let alone his throat, almost jumped into outer space.

"What are you doing! Let go!" He screamed, patting it with thin hands, even the eye sockets were wet with fright, it was terrible!terrible!This zombie king is crazy!

As soon as he cried, the Zombie King let go of his hand, and it snorted, "You...don't cry."

Fu Heng hammered it heavily on the chest a few times, and was so angry that he almost exploded, "Get lost!"

"..." Zombie King covered his face in frustration, his family's Fu Da is really too difficult to serve.

In fact, this is the hurdle that Fu Heng can't get over. He has teased him so many times, and he always has to think about whether he is responsible for the consequences. The so-called lifting a rock to shoot himself in the foot should be the case, and he has to find a way for himself. Next, isn't Your Excellency the Zombie King ready-made?To put it bluntly, it was Fu Heng himself who was being hypocritical.

He was so angry that he stepped on it and was about to get out of bed, "Crazy!"

The Zombie King tied his waist, held his lips, got up and pushed him down on the bed, muttering, "Fu Heng..."

The voice of calling out was very low and hoarse, mixed with a trace of helplessness and sadness, without any strong force, but Fu Heng stopped. He never told anyone in this world what his name was, and the zombie king even more so. Didn't I say it, did the system send newcomers over to do the task again (system: the system says it won't take the blame!)?

"Ata."

"..." As if a thunderbolt struck Fu Heng, he was so familiar with this name that he wanted to cry, and between his lips and teeth, he finally said the name of the person that made him happy, "Dylan..."

The zombie king stopped talking, and his answer was more excited body sprinting.

The two had a close relationship, and Fu Heng was as happy as falling into a honey pot. Is it a coincidence that Dylan from the previous life passed into the body of His Excellency the Zombie King?He asked about it, but the Zombie King gave him two words in a very high and unpredictable way-"secret", hehe, Xiao Biesheng is newly married, so he won't be angry with it for the time being.

It's strange to say that Dylan's personality is nothing like that of the Zombie King, or else he would have discovered it a long time ago, so why wait until now?Could it be that it, like itself, cannot be a human being?For this, the Zombie King gave him two words in an unfathomable way - "secret", hehe, he is crazy, he wants to smile.

One day, Fu Heng was suddenly sad and sad, and asked the Zombie King whether he loved him or not. This question was related to whether he could complete the task. He felt that since it was Dylan, the answer was self-evident, but the Zombie King was unpredictable. I sent him two words - "secret", hehe, does the system allow the host to kill the capture target?

Breaking into the interior of the base, he became the captain smoothly, but the most difficult difficulty is still waiting for him. He has never heard of Zhou Sheng's secret weapon development, and he has no clue. This is not a good phenomenon. The longer the time drags on, It's even worse for him and the Zombie King. Zhou Sheng is not an idiot, and if he stays here for a second, he will be in danger of being discovered.

He found a spare time when Zhou Sheng was on a mission to visit Du Xiaoxue. Your Excellency the Zombie King also wanted to go. He was worried about letting Fu Heng be alone with that woman. He knew Fu Heng's character better than anyone else, and he was only a friend of women. It's not easy to accept it, um, it still didn't go, Fu Heng forbade it to go, fearing that it would scare other girls, such a convincing reason, it was powerless to refute.

Fu Heng shrank in a corner outside Zhou Sheng's residence. Du Xiaoxue just came back from the outside, carrying a few brand bags. Fu Heng didn't recognize him. He didn't come here to see what the girl bought.

"Your Majesty? Did you come to see me?"

Du Xiaoxue was slightly startled, would a psychopath still visit?

"Well, I don't know the way back to the palace."

Du Xiaoxue softened her heart. Don't make people feel bad about the cute little cutie who can't find her way home. She took Fu Heng by her arm and brought her into the house.

Zhou Sheng's home is very luxurious. The living room is two times larger than the place where he and His Excellency the Zombie King live. The floor made of porcelain tiles can reflect people's shadows.

"Your Majesty, have some cake. I'll change clothes and take you home." Du Xiaoxue fetched him a glass of water, put the cake on the tea table, and tugged at his hair.

Fu Heng clicked his lips. He hasn't eaten cake for a long time, and he has never seen a cake seller in this apocalyptic world. "Go, go."

Du Xiaoxue fell in love with his greedy little appearance, and wanted to touch his face, but she held back, got up and went up the stairs.

When she disappeared on the stairs, Fu Heng swayed around while eating the small cakes. After eating a cake, he didn't see any clues. Zhou Sheng might not be doing research at home. He should follow him instead of coming Find Du Xiaoxue.

After waiting for about half an hour, Du Xiaoxue hadn't come down yet. Fu Heng dozed off boredly on the leather chair, and went chasing butterflies after a while. Yes, the eyelashes trembled halfway, and the lips were bloodshot, like a simulation doll.

She shook her head and smiled lightly, covered him with a blanket, and then went to rest by herself. After a day of shopping, she was also a little tired.

Zhou Sheng entered the door and turned on the light. The light temporarily blinded his eyes. Not long after, when it was clear, he saw a person on the leather chair he usually sat on. He took a few steps closer to see who it was. The man slept like a hamster, with his limbs curled up, his little nose making an inaudible cry, his cherry lips slightly parted, and the transparent body fluid flowed from the corner of his mouth into the sweater, half of the blanket on his body fell to the ground, and the coolness The air made him hug himself tighter.

Zhou Sheng's hand involuntarily picked up the blanket and covered it back. His hand was placed on Fu Heng's chin, where saliva passed by, and his hand could touch it. When the mouths met, he stopped the car in time, and the ink in his eyes was surging, and the tide was ebbing and flowing.

"Hmm..." Fu Heng was disturbed by the closeness of the two in his sleep. When he opened his eyes again, his sight was not in focus, and his eyes were completely white. Staring at him pitifully, "You, what are you doing! Come here! There are assassins!"

"To shut up!"