Chapter 6

The process of boiling water is very simple. Barbecue the pot on the fire.

Now it is early spring. Under the blazing flame, the water spray slowly rolls and curls of steam.

Fang Mo originally wanted to observe for a while, but soon he found that he had better run quickly.

At the beginning of cooking, it was pretty good. It didn't have much taste, but with the water heating slowly, all the taste came out.

Oh!

The strong desire to vomit made him quickly close his breath and open the window. He quickly walked out of the kitchen and didn't forget to close the kitchen door when he left.

The room was also filled with a faint fishy smell.

But it's tolerable. After all, he has experienced changes in corpses and even smelled corpses for half a year.

When he went to the window and opened it, he took a deep breath of the outside air, and then he felt that his mind and body became much more comfortable.

At this time, he saw several lively places downstairs, which was also very noisy at this time.

The zombie was howling, and I didn't know what had happened, and the people who came out of the house were directly surrounded, followed by a cruel scene.

A group of zombies surrounded a person and constantly collided with the living body with claws, teeth and even head.

The tyrannical character of the zombie can be seen at a glance.

A man who had just walked out of the corridor with a briefcase and a rigorous face looked down at his watch. He was about to move forward, but suddenly found such a scene.

He shouted and hurriedly ran towards the coming way!

However, after hearing his cry, some zombies immediately gathered around him and dragged him out in just a moment.

He shouted for help and hurriedly took out his mobile phone. At this time, he found that there was no signal.

"Help, help me!" at the moment he was lifted up, he saw Fang Mo's head out of the window. He stretched out his hand and struggled to lean over, but unfortunately, he was caught by the zombie and wanted to break free. It was basically a dream.

"High end people!"

Fang Mo looked at the rental building opposite and said to himself.

The apartment opposite is called Longteng. Although it is also a place far away from the noise of the city, it is a high-end, atmospheric and high-grade apartment.

It is said that there is everything in it, as long as it can be thought of.

For example, massage rooms, gyms, concert halls, bars and even nightclubs.

The above is a residential area. Most of the people who live are lawyers, businessmen, screenwriters, writers and young ladies with high income and leisure time.

Fang Mo and his girlfriend Ye Qingcheng wanted to live in the past, but unfortunately, they couldn't even pay one tenth of the rent, so they had to live here.

Six hundred a month, one room and one living room.

Seeing that the man was gradually drowned by the zombie, and finally left blood all over the ground, Fang Mo shook his head. He calmly smelled the smell in the house. After he felt that he could accept it, he closed the window.

"Yes, it's definitely the end!"

Fang Mo stretched out and calmly accepted the fact.

If you don't accept it, there's no way. The zombies outside have begun to open their bellies, eat people and dig their hearts. If you don't accept it again, do you still have to brainwash yourself?

You'll die!

In fact, at the beginning, he thought that the three zombies in the wardrobe were kidnapped by Ye Qingcheng, who didn't know where to come from, and he made up and waited for him to kill.

Human weakness, in addition to the brain, is the heart.

But as the stench began to drift away, he accepted some. At this time, looking at the scenery outside the window, he completely accepted it.

"Human nature cannot be trusted!"

"If you want to live, you must be cruel first!"

"If you are not cruel, what is waiting for you will be betrayal or even detention!"

"I hope you can find me one day and take revenge on your imprisonment, but you must live first!"

……

Ye Qingcheng's advice is still in his ears, so even if he sees several people who have said hello being attacked by all kinds of attacks, he will not go down to rescue.

Not to mention whether saving will produce real people's ugliness. Just talking about his ability, I'm afraid there is only one word of death to describe when he goes out. If you add another word to this word, it will be miserable.

Tragic death!

He was killed by a zombie, hollowed out his internal organs, took off his head, and then chewed it with relish, which makes people enjoy the extreme pain while still conscious.

Just think about it and feel terrible, okay?

As time went by, about half an hour or so, Fang Mo felt almost done. He went to the kitchen and thought about it. He didn't open the door of sin for the time being.

He ran to the window, opened several windows that could be opened, held his breath, and then opened the kitchen door.

Poof!

Suck!

The scene that surprised Fang Mo appeared. The smell that should have rotted and smelled seemed to have dissipated. What was left was that there was still a trace

refreshing fragrance?

"I'm not a pervert, am I?"

He shook his head. You know, the pervert has a great hunger for human flesh. Although he killed three zombies, the zombies were originally human.

Slowing down his breathing, he came to the edge of the pot and looked down. In an instant, he felt that he couldn't move his eyes.

The water in the pot has consumed almost half.

The three black gel shaped square objects had disappeared, leaving three irregular round glass beads.

There was an intoxicating light shining in the glass. Just glancing at it, he was no longer willing to move his eyes.

He held out his hand and wanted to touch it, but suddenly he felt a hot touch.

"Hiss!"

He regained his spirit after being scalded. In his heart, this thing is really evil.

Just looking, he was attracted uncontrollably. What would happen if he didn't get burned and still stretched out his hand in bewilderment?

Fang Mo didn't know. He just felt that this might be the reason why Ye Qingcheng deliberately asked him to do so.

Standing next to the stove, he took two deep breaths. After feeling that he could resist the temptation, he picked up the leaky spoon and slowly fished up the three colored glasses.

When he was in the water, their colors seemed to be extremely suppressed. When he fished them out, the light inside made him intoxicated again.

Fortunately, however, his willpower was not weak. Instead of reaching out again, he took a basin and put it in after receiving cold water.

"This thing looks completely glassy. If it is crushed, will it cut its hands?"

He didn't doubt whether he could crush it. He was thinking about whether he would hurt his hand if he crushed it.

Ye Qingcheng's brainwashing, after all, still has such a lump effect.

At least, now Fang Mo won't doubt the description left in her notebook. If he had been before, he would think of something else, such as

It looks so beautiful. Can it be sold to Panjiayuan?

Cough!

"Try one first?"

With nervousness and expectation, Fang Mo put his hand into the basin, grabbed a glass and put it in his palm.

This time, he didn't feel itching, as if all the tentacles originally attached to it had been killed.

Pop!

The colored glaze broke as he squeezed it hard.