I made a fortune from plastic surgery

Liu Jun, who was walking in the night, was about to die of anger. Now he is like a teacher who was suddenly called out of bed by the phone. The other end of the phone said: Teacher Liu, your student jumped over the wall and went out to surf the Internet in the middle of the night. I need you to hurry up. Click to get him back.

Annoying, very annoying.

Liu Jun wrapped his clothes tightly and got into the off-road vehicle. The heat accumulated in the blanket was carried away by the cool wind.

This time when Lu Jiuheng was caught, it would be no wonder Liu Jun didn't beat him to the point of crying.

But Liu Jun felt very strange. Most of the zombie boys who followed Lu Jiuheng were still wandering on the road or between buildings, and they didn't seem to follow Lu Jiuheng.

Liu Jun's heart sank slowly. According to Lu Jiuheng's temper, he must have gone to find his beloved kitten now.

This guy won't catch a kitten with a zombie, right?

In fact, it is also a method. Compared with the swaying zombies, with Lu Jiuheng's skills, it should not be difficult to sneak into the slums to catch a human being.

Liu Jun couldn't judge whether Lu Jiuheng was smart or stupid for a while, but no matter whether he was smart or stupid, he couldn't escape a beating.

The huge and bright headlights illuminate the darkness ahead, and the off-road vehicle moves forward impatiently in the darkness.

Night, ghetto.

Fang Min and the young man were on night shift in the guard room, and the radio was playing on the wooden table.

"Fortress line 124 reminds you: Even if the end times are cruel, you must work hard to live and work~ Next, I will play Pan Ye's new single "Wick", hoping to make everyone feel warm in the cold night..."

The sweet female voice echoed in the small guard room, and the dim light overhead slowly swayed.

"Sister Fang, have you heard of Pan Ye?" The young man slowly recovered from the horror of the corpse tide, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, with a few pieces of tea leaves floating on the surface of the cup.

These days, all good things are attached to the people in the fortress, as if people who live in the slums are not human beings.

These finely crushed tea leaves were smuggled out of the fortress by someone he asked.

In the scent of inferior tea, Fang Min glanced at the young man sitting across from him. Fang Min rarely relaxed, stared at the blue hands of the young man from the cold, and asked with interest: "I haven't heard of it, is it?" A new star in the stronghold?"

Fang Min has never been to the fortress once, but only occasionally heard some rumors about the fortress from his companions or passers-by.

What new diet package was researched today, what popular clothing was launched tomorrow, and what buildings were built the day after tomorrow, as if the end of the world did not affect the pure land of the fortress.

"I haven't seen what he looks like. I heard from my friends in the fortress that Pan Ye is obsessed with the men and women in the fortress. What is he wearing? The same style must be sold out the next day." .”

Fang Min took a sip of the hot tea, and just watched the young man's fanatical chatter about Pan Ye quietly.

Until the young man said he was tired, he glanced at Fang Min embarrassedly, and said, "Sister Fang, do I talk a lot?"

"No, it's interesting if you keep talking." Fang Min smiled, and the steam from the tea blurred Fang Min's smile a bit.

The young man's face was reddish, and he was stunned.

"Why are you blushing? Do you like him too? Or do you want to be like him?" Fang Min couldn't help teasing this novice who had been with him for several months.

Compared with those old fried dough sticks, Fang Min prefers novices. The despair on them is much lighter than that of the old fried dough sticks. He always reminds Fang Min that it is not a time of despair, but there is still hope.

"No, no... I just think you, Sister Fang..." The young man looked at Fang Min with timidity and a little hope in his eyes, and his voice trembled slightly: "Sister Fang, you lack a boyfriend..."

Fang Min was taken aback for a moment, and unconsciously squeezed the teacup tightly in her hand. The temperature of the teacup seemed to burn her palms. She smiled slightly and asked in a seemingly incomprehensible manner, "Do you want to introduce one to me?"

The young man looked upright, stammered with a serious face, "No...that's not what I mean, I want to say, I can be Sister Fang's boyfriend..."

The wood placed in the brazier between the two suddenly burst into sparks, and a large opening was opened above the guard room, and the cold wind came in, blowing the flames in all directions.

"My kitten doesn't need a boyfriend, she just needs me."

The water glass in Fang Min's hand fell to the ground, and the already tattered aluminum quilt rolled to the ground, and the tea wetted her black cotton boots.

Three years ago, she watched helplessly as the face of the person she admired was draped over the face of the zombie monster in front of her.

Now, she watched the monster drive its long, sharp nails into the faces of her men, right in front of her eyes.

Fang Min was as calm as a stone statue without sorrow or joy. She watched the young man glance at her, death slowly spread in his eyes, and her mouth, which had been half-faced, opened and closed: "Quick... run away... "

Lu Jiuheng rubbed his sunken face. Liu Jun was really ruthless. Fortunately, he found his beloved kitten.

"Little kitten, come back with me." Lu Jiuheng pressed the young man's face to his own, and before it did it, it slit the young man's throat to prevent him from screaming.

Lu Jiuheng kicked away the obstructing corpse, happily licked the warm blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Fang Min with satisfaction.

It knew that its beloved kitten would be "happy" speechless when it saw itself. No one had ever looked at itself with such eager and hateful eyes. Lu Jiuheng felt refreshed physically and mentally, wishing to put the kitten away immediately. Take it back to the villa and continue to tune and teach.

The moment Fang Min was lifted from the roof of the guard room, he immediately left the stool, leaned his back against the table in the guard room, and groped quietly behind with one hand.

"Little cat, why don't you talk?" Lu Jiuheng flicked the blood from his nails, and walked towards Fang Min step by step step by step on the warm liquid on the warm ground.

"You won't be afraid."

"Don't make small moves behind my back."

"I like nice cats today."

As Lu Jiuheng approached, the old fears emerged in Fang Min's mind more and more clearly. It was not until she touched something with her hand that she felt at ease.

However, Lu Jiuheng had already appeared in front of Fang Min at this time, just like three years ago, Lu Jiuheng suddenly grabbed Fang Min's neck.

Lifting Fang Min in the air, like a disobedient toy, Lu Jiuheng stretched out his nails and reinserted them into the old scar on the side of Fang Min's forehead, the nails slipped through the flesh and blood.

"Let me do what I wanted to do three years ago, and when you lose your shame, you will have to be my kitten, because only I will find you a beautiful face."

"You will become like me, despised by human beings, and only I will soften my heart and take you in."

"That's right, my cat."

For your size, Fang Min thought.

Enduring the pain of tearing her forehead, she pulled out the dagger at her waist with her backhand. She waited for this moment for a long time.

The eyes that were originally full of resentment gradually turned into murderous intent, and she slammed the dagger at Lu Jiuheng's head.

Lu Jiuheng had already noticed Fang Min's small movements, and it didn't dodge, and mocked Fang Min: "This little thing is useless to me."

However, the dagger, which usually couldn't hurt it in the slightest, actually poked off a piece of Lu Jiuheng's skull.

Fang Min never thought that Lu Jiuheng's head was surprisingly fragile today. She used the small hole cut out by the dagger to squeeze something she touched from the table into Lu Jiuheng's brain with her hands.

"What did you put in my head?"

Lu Jiuheng felt something like a reptile crawling around in his brain, and felt dizzy. There seemed to be a piece of iron in his head, which dangled in his mind but couldn't come out. He had an intuition that this was not a Good thing, threw Fang Min out, stretched out his long nails to dig out the things in his head.

It was only at this moment that Fang Min said a word, and the hatred in his eyes was about to drown her: "You go to die."

The flames all over the sky ignited the night sky with loud noises. Liu Jun parked the car on the side of the road and squinted at the flames soaring into the sky ahead.

Before the humans arrived, Liu Jun was standing in the center of the explosion. The guard room had already been blown to the ground. There was only a charred and tattered human corpse, and there was no sign of Lu Jiuheng.

Ten fingers with long nails were placed neatly on the ground, and blood was oozing slowly out of the cuts, as if anticipating Liu Jun's arrival, he deliberately showed it to Liu Jun.

Liu Jun only felt a little disgusted and nauseated, the revenge of human beings was really scary.

Now that Lu Jiuheng is dead, Liu Jun must tell the zombie king the news. The low-level zombies without a leader will make a big fuss if there is no high-level zombie management.

Liu Jun pinched the bridge of his nose, he didn't want to take over Lu Jiuheng's mess, he had to find a way to push it to Kong Yuyuan, and it happened that Kong Yuyuan owed him a favor.

When it was daylight, a gray-faced woman came to the gate of the fortress, with a dark sack on her back.

"I want to see the leader of the fortress," said the woman.

The guard on duty glanced at the sack behind the woman, covered his nose, and cursed: "Get out of here."

The sack exuded a stench, and its surface was wet with blood, showing a darker color than it should have been.

A while ago, a crazy woman who didn't know where she came from was carrying a bag of dead chickens and ducks and wanted to change her qualifications into the fortress.

I also didn't want to think where the big shots in Saili would eat these dead chickens and ducks. The guards beat up the crazy woman and drove them away.

The woman's eyes were not full of sorrow and pleading like the previous mad woman's. The eyes of this woman were neither sad nor happy, like a dead thing. She repeated: "I want to see the leader of the fortress, I have what they want thing."

The guards obviously didn't believe the woman's words, so they held up their guns to the woman and said very unkindly: "Get out, or we will shoot."

"Shoot? Did someone allow you to shoot humans?" A slightly cool female voice sounded from behind the guard.

The guard's face turned red at first, and then suddenly turned serious. He straightened his back and said loudly: "Guard code No. 30 two, you are not allowed to shoot at non-threatening humans, but..."

The guard obviously wanted to defend himself: "We suspect that this woman is carrying dangerous goods." After speaking, he desperately winked at the guard on duty opposite him.

The other guard had already looked straight at her. This woman looked deserted, with raised eyebrows and eyes, which was much more beautiful than the women photographed in the newspaper.

"Look again and gouge your eyes out."

guard:"…"

Such a cruel woman.

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Thank you baby, baby sticker =3=