Chapter 1519： Well-behaved zombie king, a little bad (1)

Chapter 1519 The cute zombie king, a little bad (1)

"There is no water, just this biscuit, do you want it!"

"I didn’t kill a single zombie. There are so many zombies in this mall, all of them are my daughter who risked their lives to tidy up.

You eat plain rice and give you a bite. It’s already cheaper for you. You still dare to whistle and ask, do you believe that I will drive you out? "

When Su Qiao was conscious, she found herself squatting in a corner of the corridor.

A chattering middle-aged woman is throwing a biscuit into her arms, her face is full of disgust and impatience.

The woman left after throwing it away, and the eyes of people sitting or standing around her looked at her with contempt.

Su Qiao held a biscuit that could be eaten in two or three bites, and looked around blankly.

Beige tiled floor, white walls, empty glass windows, half-installed lights.

This should be a shopping mall that is undergoing renovation and is about to open, and their location should be on the aisle upstairs.

Because she saw the sky outside through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

A sturdy woman in her thirties saw Su Qiao looking at the ham in her hand, and she was immediately annoyed.

"What are you looking at?"

"This is the old lady who got it by her own ability. If you have the ability, you can go out to find food by yourself!"

"If you don't dry anything, you can have a biscuit. Your uncle and aunt are good enough for you, don't be dissatisfied."

Su Qiao, who was looking out of the glass window, was attracted by the woman.

The woman is wearing a black and yellow long-sleeved sportswear. I don't know how long it has been since I washed it. A lot of dark liquid was splashed on it.

Su Qiao shrugged her nose slightly.

Combined with the unpleasant smell in the air, she was sure that the woman was splashed with blood.

It’s just that the blood stains have been splattered for a long time, or because of something, the color is dull and black, and the smell is very unpleasant.

Around the woman, with their backs against the glass window, a few men and women who were also covered in dirt were sitting paralyzed.

They are eating biscuits, or ham.

Two of the strong women were eating while watching Su Qiao mockingly.

"Look at her small arms and legs, she looks like she's dumb and stupid. How dare she go out to find something to eat? It's almost the same after being eaten by a zombie as a snack."

"Huh, like her, she knows every day that she hides in the mall and eats free food, and one day she will be eaten by zombies."

Zombie?

The end of the world?

It seems that this time a terrific plane has come.

Su Qiao glanced down at herself.

A black long-sleeved sports suit that does not slip away from the gray, a pair of white sneakers that can no longer see the color, and some dry mud is still stained on the soles of the feet.

Smell it again, there is a sour smell on the body.

Su Qiao frowned slightly.

How long has it been since I took a shower?

Perhaps it was Su Qiao's dumb look, not interesting, and the person who wanted to laugh at her shut his mouth.

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"I'm going to die, what time is this, don't hurry up and clean the room, how do you let us sleep tonight?"

Su Qiao sat for a while, stuffed the biscuits into the pocket of the sportswear casually, and was about to get up and find a place to sort out his memories.

Unexpectedly, the woman who threw her a biscuit and left, strode over from one corner and reached out to poke Su Qiao’s forehead.

Su Qiao hurriedly got up and missed it sideways, staring coldly at the middle-aged woman who was half a head shorter than him.

The woman didn’t notice the look in her eyes, with one hand on her waist, she pointed at her very vigorously:

"Stupid, that is, we have a good heart to take you in. Otherwise, at this time, who will care about you as a fool?"

(End of this chapter)