The system always wants me to attack the boss

Bi Chuan even stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to help open the window, but in fact he didn't do anything, just stretched out and put his hand on the car glass.

The glass was stained red, mixed with other things, it might be dust, or it might be the pus of the zombie who was still beating the car in front of him.

Bi Chuan even looked at this living dead man, his breathing was slightly rapid, and it was hard to think that there was still a long way to go to restore the peace of the world.

It will take at least a few decades, or even hundreds of years.A failed experiment, a leaked virus, made the world like this.

And how could he be alone...

Bi Chuanlian only felt dizzy and dizzy in his head, and he heard a hoarse voice from the person next to him, "Don't look."

Bi Chuan shook his head repeatedly, this is the bad result he should bear.

Suddenly, the ground shook!Boom!A building tall enough to be two stories collapsed!

The living dead who was staying downstairs suddenly rolled on the ground in pain after being exposed to the "rainwater", and the roar resounded through the entire street...

Some rotten meat shattered directly, turning into loose patties piece by piece, even the zombie who was knocking on the car door on the side of the car window was no exception. A large piece of carrion fell directly from it and smashed on the car window.

Bi Chuan was shaken by nausea, and his body moved back a long distance.

The colonel covered his eyes with his hands again, "Don't look, it will be fine."

These are normal phenomena.If the medicine can successfully restrain the infected zombies and disintegrate the virus, they will lose all their mobility and turn into corpses.

Zombies don't have age barriers, maybe they have maintained this form for hundreds of years.

Blindfolded, Bi Chuanlian could only rely on listening. In the end, the monster didn't even make a roar, and directly hit the car, shaking the people in the car.

Finally, there is no "person" knocking on the car door anymore.

I don't know who lit the fire again...

High temperature can destroy many things, such as bacteria and viruses, and it takes time to wash away burned land before it can be rebuilt.

At this time, the hand covering Bi Chuanlian's eyes was also withdrawn. The first moment he opened his eyes, he saw the raging flames, and there was a slight cracking sound from the affected buildings.

The colonel was very calm, leaned over and grabbed the steering wheel, and drove the car out of the sea of ​​flames.

As for the latter matters, someone will handle them on their own, and Bi Chuanlian doesn't need to worry about them.They just need to rush to the next station and continue doing the same thing.

Bi Chuanlian hurried on his way like a duck being driven to the shelves.It was back to the days of eating coarse-grain biscuits and bread crumbs, but this time his mood was already different, and he no longer had a position to say some pampered words.

It's just that the food made him suffer, and he developed a high fever that night.

The colonel grabbed the man who couldn't even drink porridge fluently, walked him on his back, closed the cabin door, cut off the probing eyes of the soldiers outside, and fed him soup and medicine little by little.

Bi Chuan didn't even get dizzy at this time, and he knew how to apologize, "I'm sorry..."

"It's okay." The colonel still kept a straight face. After feeding the medicine carefully, he covered Bi Chuan with a quilt.

Later, I don’t know how to find the supplies. In short, I came back after going out for a long time. When I came back, I gave Bi Chuan even a bottle of milk. It hadn’t expired yet, and there was dust on it, and the top layer had been cleaned. up.

According to the time when the colonel went out, he should have traveled a long way before finding such a few things.

Bi Chuanlian got up obediently, took the milk, and lay down under the quilt again.According to that personal file, he has that kind of physique that is so awesome, so why does he catch a cold, have a fever and feel weak all over...

He was a little sad, a little bit like crying, but sitting next to him was a colonel who was stern, bad-tempered, and not good at coaxing.

He turned sideways and curled up into a ball, sullen, thinking about what kind of person his mother was, and whether she had regretted it when the experiment failed.

She tried so hard to keep her child alive, but his child was sick all day long. Is this another kind of punishment?

"Bi Chuanlian, don't worry about yourself." The colonel said, interrupting the other party's random thoughts.

"Oh." Bi Chuanlian's lips were pale, but his cheeks were red with a blush from burning.

The milk was also tasteless, but after all, it was the person in front of me who went out to look for it secretly, so I can't waste his heart.

"Colonel, what will you do after this crisis is over?" Bi Chuan asked repeatedly, staying in the job is certain, but he always wanted to hear if there was anything else.After all, he himself doesn't know where to go.

"It's nothing to do," the colonel touched the other person's forehead lightly, seeing that the fever was still there, but it had subsided a little, and he was awake and able to speak, so he teased him, "Go learn a doctor, so I can treat you easily. "

The word Zhi has two meanings, and Bi Chuanlian directly classified it as the bad one, and even uttered nonsense, "Then I'll go learn martial arts, the kind of grasping hand, which will make you meow."

The colonel ignored his provocation. Instead, he bent down and grabbed the tender and soft arms of the opponent, "Then you can't wait for that time, I can beat you right now... meow."

Bi Chuanlian was amused by his meowing in the next few episodes, clicked his tongue, coughed a few times, and was a little out of breath.

The colonel kindly picked him up, half leaned on him, his legs were pillowed on him, and he automatically stretched an arc, so that he could rest more comfortably.

"You are so weak, how did you survive until now? Even if those things don't touch you, you still have serious illnesses and minor illnesses."

Bi Chuan even retorted, "You didn't read the report! It said that I am very imposing. I punch a zombie, and I am not afraid of the tide of zombies, just crush them directly."

"What about now?" The colonel looked down at him.

Bi Chuan thought to himself, what else can I do now, of course I live by hugging your thigh.

The thighs are thick and big, and it feels fine to hold them for more than ten years.

"Isn't it because of you?" Bi Chuan said very seriously.

The roof of the cabin is transparent, so the stars at night are fully exposed, and the bright starry sky is not as bright as the young man's words, the colonel's heart thumped.

"Well, when it's over, I'll teach you... the grappling hand."

There was no heating in the cabin, and Bi Chuan even said that he was a bit cold, and the quilt was still not warm enough, so the colonel lifted his entire quilt.

"Wow! You!" Before he could say anything, he saw the colonel slipping into the quilt...

The body temperature of the two people made the space inside the quilt suddenly hot, warm and comfortable.

Bi Chuanlian blushed all of a sudden.