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Chapter 150 The Little Poor Fleeing Famine in the End Times 32

Huang Shangqi's men, who were being chased by a group of zombies, looked very hasty and embarrassed.

Usually when they go out to search for supplies, they carry long knives and baseball bats, and wear anti-bite helmets.

But Gu Ruojiao found that several of them came out with only baseball bats.

"The residential building has fallen." Ye Nansheng's faint voice came.

Gu Ruojiao then remembered that in the original plot, after Ye Nansheng was evicted, the residential building was indeed occupied by zombies not long after.

Because several survivors ran to this area last time, there have been a lot more zombies here recently.

The residential building collapsed because Huang Shangqi and a woman were playing field games outside and left the door open, causing a zombie that wandered nearby to run in.

At that time, most people in the residential building were taking a nap. Things happened too hastily, and everyone's frightened screams attracted more zombies.

The original owner survived because he hid in the cupboard.

And now...

She and Ye Nansheng hid on the second floor window sill, watching Huang Shangqi downstairs panting like an old cow.

He was "working" when the incident occurred, and he was only wearing a vest, which was already wet with sweat.

I saw that I was about to be caught by the zombies behind me.

This man was so bad that he grabbed the person next to him and pushed him into the zombies to buy him time to escape.

"ah--"

The man was instantly knocked down by a group of zombies, screaming and drowned in the zombies.

Gu Ruojiao frowned.

At this moment, a hand stretched out from beside her and covered her eyes.

"Stop looking."

Gu Ruojiao took the opportunity to hide in his arms.

Ye Nansheng stiffened for a moment and subconsciously wanted to push her away.

But when he noticed that the person in his arms was shaking, his hands froze in mid-air.

On the street, there were screams of survivors being knocked down and bitten.

People who heard it felt panicky in their hearts.

Gu Ruojiao grabbed the sides of his coat, covered herself up and hid in his arms, as if she could not hear him.

——What a simple and delicate flower.

Ye Nansheng looked at Gu Ruojiao, whose arms only reached her shoulders, and reached out to cover her ears.

"Idiot." He cursed in a low voice.

Gu Ruojiao didn't hear it, but Gu Ruojiao felt that he must be scolding her.

So he raised his head and Xiaolu looked at him with big eyes: "Are you scolding me?"

Because of the movement, it will accidentally pass by a certain place.

Ye Nansheng's body stiffened slightly, and his muscles tensed up in an instant.

However, Gu Ruojiao didn't notice. Seeing that he didn't speak, she pursed her lips and buried herself in his chest again.

Ye Nansheng took a deep breath and couldn't help but said: "Stop moving."

"ah?"

She looked up again.

Unexpectedly, I touched it again.

Ye Nansheng: "..."

Seeing her again, she was about to bury her head in again. Ye Nansheng quickly covered her forehead and turned her around by the shoulders.

"Ye Nansheng~"

"Shut up."

The voice is slightly hoarse and low.

Gu Ruojiao wanted to turn her head to look at him, but he pinched both cheeks and fixed them in front of her, unable to move.

However, the zombie group had been led far away by Huang Shangqi. Except for a few scattered ones on the road that were biting the people who were used as scapegoats by Huang Shangqi, the streets were calm again.

They were waiting until there were fewer zombies before going out to avoid being entangled.

But Gu Ruojiao was a little tired from standing. She rolled her eyes and quietly moved her hips to move her legs.

But she forgot that Ye Nansheng was still behind her.

The man froze again.

He closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath.

A look of helplessness appeared on his face.

Why doesn’t this little delicate flower stop for a moment?


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