Stay with the zombie male god in the apocalypse

Qing Yan didn't care what others thought of him at all, he could only see this zombie trying to crawl out of the box.

His eyes fell on the zombie's body covered with scars, Qing Yan swallowed, his black eyes gradually soaked with water, and his whole person entered a low and sad mood in an instant.

Soon, he raised his head and gently stroked the zombie's dull hair, as if to comfort him, but he tried to relax his tone and said, "Look, there hasn't been a single gunshot, am I very powerful? I also prepared a fresh Oh, the food."

When he was speaking, he glanced at the gangster not far away, and his crazy eyes frightened the gangster.

However, the zombies did not respond.

It didn't understand what Qing Yan was saying at all, and didn't care. It just followed its desire and salivated, trying to grab something that could fill its stomach.

The smell of blood pervading all around is an absolute stimulant for it.

It breathed quickly, and there was a long moan that seemed to be breathing out from its throat. Its gray eyes focused on Qing Yan, and when Qing Yan approached it, it bit Qing Yan almost without hesitation. on the shoulders.

Qing Yan, who was still killing without batting an eye just now, has no intention of evading at all.

Seeing this, the gangsters on the side opened their eyes.

What a joke, even an evolutionary will mutate if bitten by a zombie!

Evolvers among humans did not develop any particularly exaggerated abilities like various works of art, but only raised the upper limit of human body limits, which made human speed and strength grow qualitatively.

The gangsters can't understand a madman, and they can't let go of this good opportunity to escape.

He was clutching his bleeding arm, and was about to stand up, when the zombie biting Qing Yan's shoulder suddenly frowned, and quickly retracted his head.

It gnawed for a long time just now, and didn't even bite through Qing Yan's layer of skin.

Squinting his white eyes, he sniffed Qingyan's neck, and he was sure it was sweet and delicious flesh. The hunger surged up again, and he opened his mouth to bite again.

But this time, he still failed to bite Qingyan.

Even though the zombie didn't have thoughts and reason, it still became irritable uncontrollably at this moment.

Why can't you use your strength when biting?

Obviously the fat food is right in front of you, but every time it wants to bite hard, the body starts to resist uncontrollably.

The most primitive desire wants it to eat, but the body is resisting against common sense.

After repeatedly confirming that he couldn't eat Qing Yan, the zombie immediately pushed Qing Yan away, and crawled away with an angry expression on his face.

If this one cannot be eaten, then it will look for other food.

He was hugged by Qing Yan before climbing two steps.

"Don't go, don't go." Qing Yan tried his best to calm the zombie's emotions, raised his head slightly as if asking for credit, and raised the corner of his lips and said, "If you're hungry, isn't there just fresh food here?"

He walked up to the bandit in a few steps, not caring how scared the bandit was at the moment, and directly pulled the bandit's arm and placed it near the zombie's mouth.

The gangster only felt that his soul was out of his body at this moment, his arms were stiff, his hair was standing on end, he didn't need to think, his body screamed instinctively, struggling and begging: "No, please, please, don't do this, please Already!"

"Shh, be quiet—there is no food that will struggle, what can Amu do if it makes noise."

However, Qing Yan just made a silent gesture at him, and his long and narrow eyes bent happily, and said as a matter of course:

"It's time to repay me for allowing you to live so long longer than others. People must know how to be grateful, don't they?"