Chapter 53

"Save mankind?"

The middle-aged man was stunned. He couldn't believe looking at Fang Mo, and then suddenly burst into a great laugh: "ha ha ha, your performance really makes me laugh to death!"

For a long time, he coughed repeatedly before he stopped laughing.

Qin Xiaoyu and Zhang Qiang suddenly lowered their heads and didn't dare to see it.

This guy is dead!

Fang Mo is a cheapskate, for sure! And he dares to laugh at a middle two cheapskate face to face

I'm really dying!

Zhang Qiang looked at the sweet potato in his hand, forcibly raised his hand constrained by the grid, and ate it. He said in his heart, "this man is afraid to be crazy. Even God dares to laugh at him, although... Brother, you are very funny. Do you want to be a sophomore and save mankind? He can't, but you are almost..."

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"What to eat?" a strong man slapped him on the head, looked at his wronged appearance, stretched out his hand, grabbed the bag in his hand, took out a sweet potato and ate it happily.

Sooner or later, you have to die!

Rob my sweet potato, don't you know that I am protected by God?!

Zhang Qiang roared in his heart, but there was no response on his face. After all, Fang Mo hasn't made a move. He doesn't know what Fang Mo is going to do. Let's have a look first

"I'm here..." the middle-aged man said here, frowned, and then waved to the corner of the warehouse. When a woman knelt down, he said with a gloomy face: "what do you think I am?"

Before Fang Mo opened his mouth, he said to himself, "emperor, I am an emperor! Here, I can control everyone's life and death, lead my brothers out of a life together, and also bring them greater enjoyment. What I can't enjoy in the ordinary world!"

Looking at the people around you and the women doing strange things, don't suddenly realize: "you're a bad man, aren't you?"

"Bad guys?!"

After hearing this, the middle-aged man muttered to himself twice, and then opened the woman under his crotch, and the woman opened her mouth wide for fear that he would be hurt in a trace.

"Yes, I'm a bad person, but I enjoy more benefits than the good people once, and I'm definitely no less than the ancient emperors and generals!" the middle-aged man said here and explained: "as for you, don't worry, you are free except this woman, as long as you explore the way for me!"

He always wanted to escape from here. It was not that it was bad, but that he was only imprisoned here and had no future at all.

He wants to find more people, and then establish a more perfect base, so as to obtain more and purer rights.

In this way, his heart can be satisfied.

It's not easy to escape. He can't beat the zombies outside alone, and he can clearly see how a strong man is torn to pieces by the zombies.

That scene left a deep mark in his heart.

From then on, he knew that this was a world that did not pay attention to rules, and even power was of little use.

Luck seems to be a good thing.

Maybe krypton gold people will think so. In the next lottery, they must get something good

His idea may be similar.

"You, and you." he pointed to Fang Mo and Zhang Qiang: "you two, explore the way for me at that time. I won't let you lack food. As long as you listen to me, I can even let you live a life you've never lived before."

The middle-aged man is extremely confident, or his experience over this period of time makes him feel that he has such ability.

The re establishment of order gave him amazing rights. He was also infatuated with this feeling. He only felt that he was fighting for this in his life.

"What about her?" Fang Mo pointed to Qin Xiaoyu, who showed a gentle smile.

"Her?!"

The middle-aged man dumped his evil thing exposed in the air and said with a smile: "of course, accompany me!"

It has been confirmed that this is a villain!

Fang Mo didn't waste time. He stood there, facing the siege of several strong men and the middle-aged man's laughter, and said faintly, "since it's a bad man, I'll clear it up. I'm a good man!"

"Poof!"

"Ha ha ha!"

"Who do you think you are?"

"Messenger of justice?"

"Or do you think of yourself as a person? Stop it. You're just rubbish. If you count up, you may be more useful than maggots."

Several people began to laugh, their faces flashing the most disdainful expression.

Everyone doesn't care about each other's words.

Because they clearly know how powerful and cruel the boss is.

If not, how could they obey each other?

Is it just because he said a few words?

How is that possible?

The reason why they obey middle-aged people is because they have seen how powerful this person is.

"Clean up? What do you take to clean up? Do you use this? OK, I'll lend it to you. Dare you use it?" the middle-aged man also laughed, and then took out a gun, shotgun, from his arms.

The sound of this gun will be very loud, and the huge sound will attract countless zombies.

He could not have been more clear about this point, and that was why he handed out the shotgun directly.

The shotgun is far away. You can probably reach for it.

But the middle-aged man is extremely confident. He doesn't believe that when he has given a way to live, this man will take this gun and fight him. Once so

"When the gun rings, the army of zombies will definitely drown you and me. Look around. So many bodies are because of an ignorant guy!" the middle-aged man said here and handed the shotgun forward again.

On the verge of death, crazy temptation.

I'm afraid this man is crazy?!

Zhang Qiang opened his mouth in amazement, then quickly blocked it with sweet potatoes, and then continued to eat.

God will not be defeated. What gun, what shotgun, what zombie Army

Well, what if there's an army of zombies?

Fang Mo had already proved himself before he was in the hospital. There were many terrible zombies at that time. Even so, he still cleared them by hand and foot.

Therefore, Zhang Qiang didn't feel the slightest fear. He just felt that the middle-aged man had really found a good enemy, and was still on the edge of death.

If he is facing himself, Zhang Qiang feels that if he picks up the gun, he will kill the man.

Then shrink in a corner and eat sweet potatoes. Don't deal with the next army of zombies.

To tell the truth, Fang Mo's pupils shrank at the moment he saw the gun.

He didn't know whether he could resist this thing at this time, but he was stunned when the other party handed it out.

"Death?!"

"Then let you die!"