Although the kitchen has long been wrapped in energy and the smoke of fireworks will not leak out, many zombies have already gathered outside because of the movement, roaring crazily and angrily beating every inch of the house.
The small kitchen in the back hall is just a small hut. Naturally, it does not have the stable structure of an overall restaurant. As more and more zombies come in and the beatings become harder and harder, the hut is on the verge of collapse at any time, and it is directly photographed.
at risk of dispersion.
But even so, in the kitchen, Fu Mang seemed to be unable to hear or smell anything. He put down the two "crutches" sticks in his hands, and then took off his shirt slightly.
The pants on the feet look a bit full in a different way, but they also seem a bit strangely empty. This is not contradictory, but even if it is not contradictory, it looks unusually abrupt.
At this time, Fu Mang's face was almost as white as a piece of paper, and his face was covered with cold sweat, as if he had just walked out of the rain.
Fu Mang's extremely muscular upper body was revealed in his unbuttoned coat. However, the left side was wrapped in a long piece of cloth. He glanced at the right side, gritted his teeth, and raised the knife.
"Enough!"
Suddenly, just as he raised the knife, a hand directly grasped his hand holding the knife.
Although Fu Mang had a strong body, he was as fragile as a corncrake at this moment, and was staggered by the inertia of the rush.
Fortunately, the other hand grabbed his waist in time to prevent him from losing his center of gravity and falling to the ground.
"you……"
The hand holding his waist first sank in a lot without any force, and then it was slightly forced to hold him. However, the hand was a little wet. When he raised the hand, it was already covered in blood.
!
Fuli looked at him in shock and anger, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"Crack!"
He snatched the knife out of his hand and threw it to the ground.
"You...what are you here for?" Facing Fuli's eyes, Fumang did not dare to look directly at him. He lowered his head to find the knife in a panic, and then tried to pick it up.
Fu Li looked at him coldly and said, "Can you still bend down now? Fu Mang!"
Fu Mang did not answer, but his face was almost completely distorted by the huge pain caused by bending over, and he was sweating heavily.
But even so, he was still stubborn and tenaciously reached out to catch it!
It's getting closer, getting closer, I'm about to catch it...
But at this moment, a foot moved over ruthlessly and kicked the knife steadily. With a ping-pong sound, the knife flew several meters away.
Fu Mang looked desperately at the knife lying in the distance. His whole body was completely exhausted and his perseverance was shattered. He fell to the ground with a thud.
But even so, he still looked at the knife stubbornly and stretched his hand there unconsciously.
"What are you doing!" Fu Mang shouted weakly at Fu Li with some anger and grievance. There were also hazy tears in his stubborn eyes as he looked at the knife.
Men don't shed tears lightly, but at this moment, Fu Mang was already in tears.
"What should I do? I still want to ask you, what do you want to do?!" After hearing Fu Mang's words, Fu Li also had tears in his eyes and asked him aggrievedly and sadly.
"Fu Mang, do you think I don't know where all this food comes from? From the first day you came here, I knew what you were doing."
"Enough, enough, really enough, Fu Mang, look what you look like now!" Fu Li roared angrily, while pulling up his pants, his heart ached for a moment, and there were no tears in his eyes.
It flowed out consciously.
The entire leg, what kind of leg is there, is just tied with various wooden boards. Now, even the wooden boards seem to be insufficient. The upper left half of his body is just made of cloth and some soft weeds and debris.
.
That's why when you help Li Li, he will soften first and then apply more force. But as soon as you apply more force, blood will flow out along the wounds and fodder!
Today's Fu Mang is not so much a person as a person made of piled planks and straw.
Seeing his body in such a state, Fu Mang was also sad, and he couldn't help but shed tears. He lowered his head and cried in a low voice in pain.
"Do you think there is anything I can do?" For a moment, Fu Mang raised his head in discomfort and looked at Fu Li: "Since I was born, my mother has told me that to love others, you must love yourself first, but you have to watch.
Do those innocent people die and become like the group of zombies outside? Maybe you can, and so can I, but can you just watch those brothers who have been with us through life and death, fall in front of you one by one?
"
A few words, from calm to angry, what was vented was not the anger, but the sadness in his heart.
Fuli cried harder and became more miserable...
"I know, I'm about to die." Fu Mang looked at Fu Li sadly and murmured, shaking his head: "I won't live long, Fu Li."
After saying that, he stretched out his right arm, which was as clean as a wash.
"Our contract..." Fuli looked at the hand blankly with tears in his eyes.
"I'm relieved." Fu Mang smiled with his defeated and dry mouth.
"You came into contact with the contract, why didn't I feel it at all?"
"I was relieved when we were on the way to escape to find Sanqian. In fact, I no longer regard you as my spiritual beast, but as my biological sister." Fu Mang smiled softly: "So, on the way to escape,
, I took advantage of you to fall asleep from exhaustion and terminated the contract between you and me, so you don’t know..."
"You are such a fool." Fuli said sadly.
"Yes, it's because I'm stupid that I made you live in misery all your life." Fu Mang nodded: "I owe you a lot, but Fu Li, if there is an afterlife, I am willing to be your special pet!
"
Fuli shook his head sadly: "I don't want anything in the next life!"
"Help me up." Fu Mang said with a smile.
Fuli shook his head firmly: "No!"
"This is my last order!"
Fu Li gritted his teeth, and finally nodded sadly, stood up, took Fu Mang's arm, and helped him up almost without any effort.
As soon as she helped her, Fu Li burst into tears. With Fu Mang's body and her weakness from not eating for many days, Fu Mang, who should have been as strong as a mountain, was now as light as a scarecrow.
She knew what this meant, so she became even more sad...
"Help me pick up the knife..."
Fu Mang stood up and supported himself on the table with both hands, barely keeping his body balanced!
Looking at the knife on the ground, Fuli finally couldn't bear it any longer. He immediately turned around and hugged Fumang, crying bitterly.
After a long time, Fu Mang gently pushed her away from his arms and nodded to her: "Go!"
