dear zombie king

"Go in."

The central building has the only elevator in the entire base, and only the chief commander and his personal guards can take this elevator. Even the elite group has to climb the stairs to go up to the meeting.

On the fourth floor, the office door was open.

Familiar furnishings, monotonous black and gray desks, chairs and walls make people feel dull and suffocating for no reason.

Zhou Mingkai leaned against the window and squinted over.

He was wearing a well-fitting suit, a brand new white shirt, exquisite cuffs, wide shoulders and narrow waist, a deep face, and a blue-black tattoo on his neck.

At first glance, he is not someone who is struggling on the battlefield of the last days.

"You are Shen Liang?"

He waved at Lu Fei, signaling him to go out.

Shen Liang smiled: "I said I'm not, does the commander believe me?"

Zhou Mingkai raised his eyebrows and smiled softly.The smoke between the fingers was extinguished, and the scarlet flame left a faint afterimage in the air.

"Do you know what I'm looking for you for?"

Shen Liang walked over, picked up the brand new USP on his desk, and twirled it casually in his hand: "If I knew, I probably wouldn't have come."

"How could it be?" Zhou Mingkai looked at him calmly, the cigarette was crushed and deformed in the ashtray, but he tolerated his offense.

Even Shen Liang found it strange.

Zhou Mingkai, who has a suspicious and unpredictable personality, would allow a stranger to pick up a gun in his territory.

In this life, they only met on this side.

"I heard that you were relegated to Area F, and I feel it's a pity. A second-level healer with supernatural powers, with your talents, is worthy of a big responsibility, but you have to be dusted in Area F. This is the base's debt to you." Zhou Mingkai walked over, stopped only two steps away from Shen Liang, and reached out to touch the golden cross badge on his chest.

"That Meng Nian has now been expelled from the elite group. If you still feel uneasy, demote him to Area F."

Shen Liang took a step back to distance himself from Zhou Mingkai, the smile on his face remained unchanged.

"And what about kicking him off base?"

Zhou Mingkai's eyebrows moved slightly, as if he was a little surprised.

Vicious enough, he thought, but with a little more edge, which was hard to control.

"It's just a joke. Judge Meng is a second-level attack-type superpower, and he can be regarded as the veteran of the base. How can he move as he pleases?"

Zhou Mingkai leaned against the desk, looking unassuming, when his right hand was propped on the edge of the desk, a black mamba's head was exposed, "I thought you were telling the truth, and you were about to do it. "

Shen Liang glanced at the silver ring on his ring finger, inappropriately recalling a long time ago.

He tilted his head slightly, holding back his nauseating expression.

"What exactly is the commander looking for me, you might as well just tell me."

Zhou Mingkai was very surprised by his tone. No one has been so rude to him since he was a child. Whether it is before or after the end of the world, he is a well-deserved son of heaven.

"Are you leaving in such a hurry? Isn't this place better than Area F?"

Zhou Mingkai pointed out the window, overlooking the bustling trade area in the central area and the snow-covered cultural square, the intertwined residents and the army of supernatural beings. This is the home of high-level supernatural beings.

"That's right. The land in District F is barren and resources are scarce. Even a kerosene lamp is precious and a commodity. When the heavy snow falls, every night is the last night of countless residents. How can it be compared to the central area where singing and dancing are peaceful and peaceful?"

"Do you really think I won't kill you?"

Zhou Mingkai's complexion suddenly became extremely gloomy, and at the same time, there was a faint hint of anger and mania. Shen Liang chuckled lightly and said, "Is what I said wrong?"

"Lu Fei."

The strong dominating mental power pierced through the door, deliberately avoiding Zhou Mingkai.The mental suppression is more terrifying than Zombie Perception Pro. It seems that Secretary Lu is about to rise to the third level.

Shen Liang was only at the first level, and deliberately hid his mental power to avoid being discovered by people with similar abilities. Under such pressure, his face instantly turned pale, and his palms were soaked in cold sweat.

My heart and lungs are throbbing.

"The reality is like this. Do you think there is no difference between the outer city, the inner city, and the central area? Of course useless people cannot enjoy the best treatment of resources. This kind of principle is equally valid anywhere." Zhou Mingkai admired his forbearing expression , looking at these seventy-five similar faces, the eternally calm smile finally broke, and a strange but familiar sadistic desire spread in his heart.

"Lu Fei."

Before a new wave of mental suppression hit, Shen Liang suddenly said something.

"Do you want to find Meng Chuhe?"

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Evening, 18:00p.m.

It was already completely dark, walking on the road, the howling wind made the uniform jacket rattle.At the end of the road, the wooden house was not lit.

Did Puff listen to him, eat well and sleep well?

Probably.

Shen Liang recalled their relationship during this period, and generally speaking, Puff was very obedient.

Footprints of similar depth spread across the snow, Shen Liang stood in the cold wind for a while, trying to figure out what was discussed in that office today.

After standing for a long time, he returned to this simple cabin, and pushed the door open with a creak.

The room was as cold as the outside, there was no coal burning, and through the dim light from the window, one could vaguely see the huddled up on the bed. Shen Liang fumbled for the lighter in his pocket twice, and suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.

"Did you go to bed so early?"

He lowered his voice and took off his coat.

no respond.

Not even breathing.

Shen Liang thought he was asleep, and went to the table to put his coat on the back of the chair, but found that the table was overturned, the wooden chair was also torn apart, the floor was pried up in many pieces, and the small iron basin that originally held the coal was also buckled. on the ground.

He couldn't help pressing his temples, and looked back at Puff, who was sleeping with his back facing him.

Puff was not covered with a quilt, but curled up in a ball, with two fluffy ears drooping to the sides, and the tail was caged under the coat.

At a certain moment, Shen Liang really wanted to grab that big tail and punish him so that he would never dare to do such bad things again.

He doesn't like disobedient snow wolves, which he has already emphasized with Puff, but he doesn't know when it started, but this idea is gradually wavering.

Shen Liang resisted the urge to tidy him up, sighed secretly, and silently pulled the quilt at the end of the bed for him.

He tried his best not to disturb his sleep, and withdrew his hands after covering them, but half of them were retracted, and in the dark night, a warm hand tightly wrapped around his wrist.

The sharp nails touched his wrist arteries, but Shen Liang stroked the snowy hair on Puff's forehead with his other hand as if he had no sense of danger.

"So you're pretending to be asleep, little villain. Let's see what good things you've done. You'll make me mess up. You'll be busy again tomorrow."

Puff turned over and lay down on his back, his dark green eyes stared at Shen Liang, with some cruelty and viciousness, but there was a thin layer of tears in his eyes, not like staring at the prey, but Just staring at someone who really, really cares.

Being stared at by him like this, Shen Liang couldn't bear to blame him anymore.

"Okay, why do you look so aggrieved, have you had dinner yet?"

His left hand was tightly held by Puff, and his right hand was placed on the back of Puff's neck, helping him to sit up from the bed.Puff had great strength in his hands, but his body was limp, allowing Shen Liang to push him into his arms.

"Ugh..."

Puff leaned on his shoulder, grabbed his skirt, bit her lip and sobbed sadly.

"What's wrong baby, who bullied you?"

"Shen..."

Shen Liang had no choice but to coax slowly: "Where did I bully you? I can't help it. That person has a high position and authority. Disobeying him on the surface will only cause more trouble. If it is not forced, I don't want to Go see him, don't be unhappy."

"Kill... it's fine..."

Puff kept sniffing the strange smell on him, which made his nose a little sour.The gray pupil covered under the gauze was getting more and more painful, but he just bit his lip and didn't act like a baby with Shen Liang.

Shen Liang patted him on the back, but frowned.

"Things are not as simple as you think. In short, don't do stupid things. You are fledgling now, so don't get into trouble."

I don't know if it's Shen Liang's illusion, but the murderous desire on Puff's body is getting stronger and stronger.It's a good thing to maintain a certain desire to kill, such wildness is needed in the last days, but according to this trend, he is afraid that he will not be able to control Puff in the future.

Puff didn't answer him, but just hugged him and complained: "Shen...you are so dirty."

"Really?" Shen Liang raised his hand and smelled himself. There was no peculiar smell. He also took off his coat and changed his shirt not long ago.

He was hesitating whether to boil some snow water to take a bath, but there was a soft streak of warmth on his face, and he knew that Puff was seriously licking his cheek.

Maybe Puff has a bit of separation anxiety, Shen Liang thought, like an overly sensitive puppy.

"Don't go to see... that person, doesn't Shen have puffs?"

Shen Liang was silent for a while, but asked: "Are you mine?"

Can the Zombie King really belong to a human supernatural being?Won't it get out of hand?Won't you regret it?

Is the current puff the real Austin?

He just took advantage of it, bought him back, and forcibly kept him by his side.

Those ten crystal nuclei were so cheap compared to him, he used to insult him in this way, just like thousands of auctioneers at that time.

Puff licked his lips. Hearing what he said, she tilted her head and looked at him for a while, then suddenly let go of him.

Shen Liang's body turned cold, and he subconsciously chased Puff's arm. Halfway through the chase, his hand was hanging in the air, and he didn't move forward, just hanging down in vain.

With a hiss, the zipper was pulled to the end.

The thick coat was thrown at the end of the bed, and only a white shirt was worn under the puff, which was too baggy and baggy, and at first glance it belonged to Shen Liang.

His tail was sandwiched between a pair of slightly sensual long legs, the originally fluffy wolf fur was stuck together, and the tip of the tail was trembling.

Puff put his hands on Shen Liang's shoulders, and his expression looked distressed: "Shen... If you say that, I will really want... to eat you."

"If I eat you...we will become one...you won't worry anymore...I don't belong to you, right?"

The author says:

感谢小天使的观阅！么么哒！！！感谢在2022-03-2020:53:35~2022-03-2720:38:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Yuanmu 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of floating sheng; 5 bottles of Yuanmu, who is who; 2 bottles of never return;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!