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But when he turned his head, he saw that the blond young man was still working hard, and Dunalin's burning anger suddenly dissipated.

He gritted his teeth and stared at the center, looking at their Viscount Burt like a joke, as long as he was killed...

Du Nalin resolutely pushed the people away and squeezed forward.

Neil also noticed it and squeezed in.

The number of people bitten by the female corpse continued to increase. At the beginning, she was very hungry and only cared about eating people. The heads and arms of those people were already useless after being bitten off by her.

After eating a few, she licked the blood all over her face, and began to leisurely inject her poisonous blood into the body of the person she killed.

As a result, the infected one after another turned into walking corpses with pale faces and swollen blood vessels, and began to attack the surrounding humans.

The black mist hovered in the magic circle drawn by Mrs. Gina, like a chain, stretching out its fangs and claws to connect to the living people and female corpses.

Every time the female corpse eats a person, her face becomes more perfect, her pale face gradually becomes rosy, and the protruding green blood vessels also begin to inject new blood.

If it weren't for her grinning fangs sticking to human flesh, her fingernails were as long as cat demons, and the white dress would be covered with sticky patches of black and red plasma and minced meat.

This woman named Jenny should be a very beautiful and bright woman.

Neil yelled at Dunalin through the crowd: "Just now she acted a little naively, but now she is completely flexible like a living person! Don't be impulsive, Dunalin, be careful!"

Du Nalin stared at the grinning zombie bitterly, and shouted back: "I know, you too!"

Neil nodded, woke up the men and women who were staggering and still not awake, pushed them to run quickly, but when he turned his head, he suddenly met a pale and terrifying smiling face.

When did this thing come over! ?

"Roar--"

The zombie opened its mouth wide without giving Neil time to react, and the skin at the corner of the mouth, which lost its vitality, burst and tore, and the bloody flesh bit it!

"!!!"

Neil's pupils constricted.

The body reacted ahead of the brain, and he squatted down suddenly to avoid the rancid mouth.

Click.

Teeth collided with teeth, making a terrible noise.

Neil's scalp felt cold after being rubbed, and his heart was pounding nervously.

Grass, if this bite goes on, if it really hits, half of his head can be eaten by the other party!

The blue eyes of Neil, who was sweating coldly, rolled around, looking for weapons everywhere.

But there was not even a nail clipper on the ground.

Made.

The male protagonist fights monsters with all kinds of magical costumes, so I have a piece of equipment that is handy!

Seeing several zombies consciously rushing towards him and surrounding him, Neil avoided panic.

The situation on Dunalin's side is no better than him.

Damn!

What about the people of Aris?

If you don't come again, your flowery little blood bag will soon be eaten by others!

"Two little bugs, do you think you can do anything by waking these people up? Hahahaha, it's just making their death more painful!"

Viscount Burt stood next to the female corpse named Jenny, not minding the horror of the other party, his eyes gently wrapped her shoulders, and sneered at Neil and Dunalin.

"Although I don't know how you know my plan, but... this ship is all under my control! Even if they break through the guards and open the gate, there are still zombies who were killed by Jenny wandering around on the deck, and this Only I know where the only lifeboat on this boat is, and the people on board are doomed to die!"

Viscount Burt looked at them madly and disgustedly. He was obviously a human being, but he was more paranoid than a ghost.

He stretched out his hand to make a 'stop' movement, stopping the zombies from continuing to surround Neil and Dunalin, and then pointed at those headless people running around and cursed:

"You don't deserve to live at all."

"You killed my Jenny."

"Hahahaha... you deserve it! Look at your ugly faces!"

"Jenny and I grew up together, childhood sweethearts, if you weren't jealous of my dear Jenny's beauty..."

Viscount Burt chattered on.

Neil listened, his expression changed from panic to expressionless.

He couldn't help complaining: Are you the villain of the TV series, big brother? !

At the critical moment, I have to analyze the psychological process and tragic life experience of being a villain with the protagonist.

What are you doing?

Why!

Did the author write an outline for the convenience of the dog?

Seeing that Viscount Burt even brought out the pink memories of those years when he had a crush on him.

The enemy Jenny's female corpse sucked the minced meat from her nails in boredom.

The corner of the enemy's mouth, Mrs. Gina, twitched and smoked irritably.

Our side, Dunalin, was dumbfounded.

The cold sweat that I, Fannier, just started from the fright disappeared.

Another 10 minutes.

From the corner of his eye, Neil looked at the escaped people standing in a row against the door, probably because their voices were hoarse, and their screams gradually subsided.

Viscount Burt was still eloquent: "The day I chased Jenny, the weather—"

Neil was sleepy and raised his hand to interrupt him: "Can I ask you a question?"

Viscount Burt nodded with almighty victorious attitude: "Say it, poor little bug."

Neil: "Listening to what you said just now, could it be that someone on board had something to do with Miss Jenny's death?"

Viscount Burt nodded and laughed: "Of course not, Jenny's death was completely accidental."

Neil: "..."

Dunalin: "..."

Mrs. Gina: "..."

Neil: "Then, that is, when you fall in love and these people on the boat disagree, are you cheating?"

Viscount Burt shook his head: "No."

Neil: "..."

Dunalin: "..."

Mrs. Gina: "..."

Neil: Then beep der!

Dunalin: She died and we have something to do with it!

Mrs. Gina: Damn, I won't spend this bad money again!Crazy!

"........."

Perhaps because of embarrassment, Viscount Burt looked ugly, pointed at the group of innocent people behind Neil and said:

"Although Jenny's death was just an accident, everyone here is not innocent, he." Viscount Burt pointed at a man with dark eyes, "He once said that Jenny is not as good-looking as his sister."

"She! Said Jenny was domineering."

"And that stinky woman, jealous of Jenny's beauty, doesn't invite Jenny to the tea party!"

"In short, they are all guilty and deserve to die!"

After finishing his speech, Viscount Burt proudly counted the "heinous crimes" in the upper class circle, but found that no one responded to him. He frowned in dissatisfaction and looked over, seeing the two people who had seen through his scheme muttering something.

Puzzled, Viscount Burt listened.

Dunalin (in a very low voice): "I think he and that Miss Jenny are both sick, what do you think?"

Neil (in a very low voice): "I think so too."

Du Nalin (in a very low voice): "They don't care much about them. If you don't invite them to the tea party or praise your sister for looking good, you have to keep a small notebook, tsk tsk tsk."

Neil (in a very low voice): "I think he is just selfish. He just finds a reason to kill people, and pretends to be revenge, and finds an excuse for himself."

Dunalin: "Oh."

Neil: "Huh."

Viscount Burt: "..."

Viscount Bert, who was punctured with a fig leaf, was immediately annoyed!

He screamed, "White Witch what are you waiting for, Jenny - kill 'em! Kill 'em!"

I didn't wait. Aren't you delaying time? Really...

Mrs. Gina twisted her wrinkled face, although she was dissatisfied, she muttered and re-cast the spell.

Jenny heard the mantra raised her head and mouth and let out a sharp cry, all the sluggish zombies suddenly launched an attack amidst her screams, and Jenny herself flew over like a cat.

I rely on!

Neil and Dunalin kicked away two lumbering zombies, only to be pinned down by more.

And Jenny's bloodshot mouth was also on Dunalin's face!

Neil: "Dunalin—"

In desperation, Dunalin blocked it with his hands.

But I never expected that the picture of blood spattering three feet did not appear.

Jenny rushed in front of Du Nalin to kill her, but she stopped instantly, her white eyes and small eyes swept up and down Du Nalin's face that had not been washed for a few days, showing disgust, and sneered coldly.

Turn around and go to Ponier.

Neil: ...

Dunalin: ...

The shitty Neil: "Wori, you bastard, you still care about your looks!"

Du Nalin, who was lucky enough to escape the catastrophe: ...for some reason, a surge of anger suddenly surged in my heart.

Oh shit.

[The author has something to say:

【small theater】

Neil: Aris, why don't you help me? !

Francis: I'm glad you've been smart once, but it's still annoying to be contradicted by food.

Neil: ...so?

Francis smiles: Your way of running for your life is so cute.

Neil: ...

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If you can't imagine Francis smiling, look at the cover.

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Thanks for the big reward, Jiumi:

@ShizuChen: ShizuChen gave "I'm on the Big Brother Cookbook" coral fossil x1.

@汪口十八cm: Wangji eighteen centimeters gave "I'm on the Big Brother's Cookbook" trilobite x1. 】