Chapter 453

From the expression and tone of the beauty monster, Fang Mo found what he didn't want to find.

envy.

And it's a kind of jealousy among women.

No wonder, every time Fang Mo feels that those zombies and monsters don't seem to want to kill themselves, but to come and do something.

Now it seems that this feeling is true.

"But, I'm a man. God, in the eyes of those monsters, am I a charming, bah, playful and lovely girl monster? My old face..." he was desperate and his face became as white as paper.

If it weren't for the beauty monster, he wouldn't know.

But now it seems that's the same thing.

"Come on, get out!"

"Stab to death, you!"

The beauty monster is still urging. The expression on his face is extremely complex, jealous and contemptuous: "I, shit, I eat by myself, you, you bitch, son."

"I eat by myself!" Fang Mo turned around and began to speak at a high voice.

The beauty shrank back, looked around suspiciously, and then muttered, "run, where are you going? Sao, Sao, goods!"

"What are you doing? I told you, no, don't stay with me, or I'll eat you!" she stared at Fang Mo fiercely, as if she would open her terrible mouth at any time.

Why?

At this time, in Fang Mo's mind, there are only these three words left.

When he faced other monsters or beauty monsters, these things thought he was not easy to mess with, or didn't think about him, but why did all those things change as soon as his back was exposed?

This is really strange, which makes him puzzled.

Boom!

The beauty moved strangely. She began to approach Fang Mo and quietly.

But her body is too huge. Every shaking point is like shaking the earth and mountains.

Fang Mo found out. He pinched his nose directly, turned and ran away.

In the rear, there was a disdainful voice: "bitch, come again, I'll stab you to death."

……

In nature, earthworm is a hermaphroditic thing, which is very wonderful.

But now this is not nature, but a terrible end.

Fang Mo has not undergone wonderful changes, so why did he become like this?

"Is there something on my back? It's impossible. I've never felt it." he is still very confident about his sensing power.

But what happened in front of him made him extremely unstable.

So he decided to find a place to have a good look at what happened to his back.

Within a few minutes, he came to a bathhouse and looked at the four zombies floating outside. He rushed out and solved three with one punch. The remaining one grabbed his neck and dragged them into the bathhouse.

First he tied up the zombie, and then Fang Mo took off his clothes facing a big mirror.

There was nothing on the back of his clothes, but there was an abnormal and wonderful smell flowing.

He looked and looked carefully. After sniffing, he took it and approached the zombie.

The zombie waved its teeth and claws at him and looked at his clothes as if he hadn't seen it.

next.

Fang Mo turned around.

The Zombie's expression immediately changed. It was not so ferocious, but it was more crazy. It seemed that he wanted to come closer and do something.

"This is NIMA's!"

Fang Mo raised his hand and wanted to destroy it, but he didn't do so. After all, he can continue to experiment. What's wrong.

As usual, he took off his pants and underwear and swayed around in front of the zombie.

The attack desire of the zombie was still himself, but with a fear, it seemed to be aware of a terrible power in him.

Yes, when there are monsters and Zombies together, or when there are several zombies together, he will not be attacked. On the contrary, these things will be very scary, like humans who see monsters.

But if you face a zombie alone, it will immediately become different.

The ferocity of the zombie will not change, and it will still attack.

Monsters don't.

This made him suspect that the intelligence of the monster was much higher than that of the zombie, and after the zombie gathered more, there might be more communication that he could not understand.

There is also a major discovery today.

When he takes off his clothes, his breath will become more free, and a single zombie can sense it.

"Look again?"

Fang Mo turned around and faced the zombie with his back.

Looking in the mirror, the ferocious face of the zombie suddenly became crazy, but there was no ferocity. On the contrary, it was like an animal instinct was triggered.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah..."

Just then, a man came in. He was covered with blood, but it seemed that it was not his, but the corpse.

After he came in, he saw the Fang mo of chiguoguo and the zombie who wanted to get close: "my God, don't you even let go of the zombie?"

My heart is heavy and painful.

Fang Mo's sensing power is very strong. He can fully sense whether someone will come outside, but this time, because all his mind is in front of the mirror, that is, the zombie behind him, he doesn't notice anyone approaching.

He just felt a zombie approaching.

Then the misunderstanding happened.

"My God, you turn your back to it. What does this mean? Oh, oh..." the man muttered as he approached, and the corners of his mouth were cracked a lot. He looked at Fang Mo over there, as if he saw a great horror: "brother, even if you are hungry and thirsty, you don't have to do this?"

Whoosh!

Fang Mo put on his clothes, turned his head with a cold face, stared at the man and said calmly, "I said it was a misunderstanding. Do you believe it?"

"I believe, I must believe, but it's still very dangerous with zombies. If you accidentally get infected with the virus of zombies..." the man said I believe, but his face was full of a smile.

A mocking smile.

"Yes."

Fang Mo was very calm. He walked over and crushed each other's height. Looking at the person half a head shorter than himself, he grabbed each other's hands and put them in front of the zombie.

Click, click, poof!

After the activity of the Zombie's joints, under the condition that the man couldn't believe it, his claws stabbed him crazily.

"Ah!"

"Don't shout. Next, do an experiment with me. If I can get the results I want, I'll let you recover. Even if I can't, if I feel your intention, I'll still let you recover."

The shrill cry did not stop, but became more and more terrible: "ah, help, there is a pervert!"