Every world I die young

When the butler turned around to go upstairs, Mo Yinglan watched his background with deep eyes and disappeared around the corner little by little.

On the second floor, Song Junfeng's face was livid, "You, say, what."

He gritted his teeth and paused, the butler gave a wry smile, lowered his head and repeated it quickly and simply, but just halfway through, when the butler said "Madam is sitting on the sofa, her posture is not easy to avoid". At that time, he yelled angrily, stood up and overturned the desk.

With a crisp creak, the desk corroded by the rain of blood trembled and fell down. The messy documents and documents on the desk were scattered all over the place, and pieces of paper were flying around like snowflakes.

The butler kept his head down and did not move, even if the sharp corner of the folder hit him, he remained still.

Song Junfeng's eyes were about to crack, "Xia Yujing is dead? She's actually dead?"

The housekeeper swallowed, what's going on, isn't it rumored that the relationship between Mr. and Mrs. has always been at odds?Why did the husband react in this way? It is impossible for the husband to have a deep affection for his wife, he is not such a person.

At this time, Song Junfeng's low growl sounded out of embarrassment, like the old lion king desperately suppressing himself on the verge of rage, "She was killed by the classmate brought back by Chang Yi?"

"Yes."

"In other words, that classmate was already infected, but he didn't have time to turn into a zombie when he entered the villa area, right?"

The butler replied puzzledly, "Yes."

"Changyi...Song Changyi said that he walked for more than an hour before he came back from the place where he was forced to abandon his car when he was attacked, but as far as I know, the incubation time of the zombie virus seems to be the longest Four or ten minutes."

Song Junfeng's eyes flickered with a gloomy and violent light, "That is to say, Song Changyi didn't tell the truth because of you, no, none of them told the truth, that girl. I absolutely don't believe it's really just a Accident."

The butler suddenly froze in place as if struck by lightning, what?What?

Could it be that Song Changyi was conceiving these schemes from the very beginning?Did Song Changyi always know that the girl named Bai was infected with the virus, but didn't say anything, what on earth did he want to do!

The housekeeper's eyes were full of turmoil, and Song Junfeng stared at him with gloomy eyes, "You have noticed it, too."

The butler nodded blankly, but he didn't even have time to say another word when a sharp dull pain came from the top of his head, and a short and sharp scream pierced the silent air abruptly.

Song Junfeng looked upright and expressionless, watching the butler's body uncontrollably slumped to the ground. On the upper part of the butler's head, his hair was wet with blood foam, sticking to his scalp sticky.

His eyes widened slightly, his resolute cheeks were stained with splashes of blood, and there was a glimmer of light in his hand, a thick and short stone thorn was suspended above his palm, one end of the stone thorn was dripping with blood, and the blood beads As it continued to flow down, a dark pool of blood also oozed from the wall, which was extremely strange.

The strong smell of blood permeated the air, and Song Junfeng moved his eyes numbly, without any thought of reforming himself.

Downstairs, Mo Yinglan smiled, and was about to carry Bai Qing and Xia Yujing's mutilated corpses outside the house with Song Changyi, when they suddenly heard a hoarse scream from the second floor.

Immediately, he was about to rush up to have a look, but Song Changyi suddenly pressed his shoulder and said, "You stay here, I'll go up and have a look."