Chapter 1332: Ordinary dragon sets die in ordinary ways
"Da da da……"
Gunshots continued to be heard from the other side of the protective wall, but inside Falcon Camp, everything was still in order.⊥
War is nothing new to the survivors here. At most, they calmly do what they are doing and say a few words with emotion: "Today there is more noise than usual."
In the headquarters, Zhang Dongyao was standing at the door of a room smoking a cigarette.
The laboratory director went to find the doctor, and the Falcon members passing back and forth were looking curiously at the door here while having that kind of conversation.
Zhang Dongyao threw the cigarette butt to the ground with some irritation, and then crushed it with his foot: "That troublesome Wang Lin!"
She was responsible for taking care of and protecting An An, but she disappeared in the blink of an eye at such a time.
Zhang Dongyao turned his head and glanced into the room again... An An was lying on the sofa, her thin body curled up together, her hands clasped together and placed on her chest. She looked very quiet, not like she had a sudden illness.
Looks like. But why did she faint at this time?
Looking at An An's slightly fluttering eyelashes, Zhang Dongyao felt a sense of violence in his heart for no reason.
He wanted to grab the little girl by the hair, lift her up and throw her out.
Maybe it was because the sudden accident stimulated him, or maybe it was the little girl's calm eyes that made him feel very uncomfortable.
Ever since she arrived in City
He wanted to ask her harshly: "What the hell are you looking at!"
"Huh..." Zhang Dongyao forcibly suppressed the fire.
It's okay, things will be over soon...
In order to reduce the final variables, he even sacrificed An An's biological brothers.
It's ridiculous that that man looked like he would die generously for his sister... How could he know that he was just doing it to be able to absolutely have An An in his hands?
Is there really the only way to lure away those zombies?
It's just that when someone stands up and sacrifices, others will acquiesce.
So... aren't they all hypocrites?
Including that brother, even he is one of the hypocrites in his own opinion.
He was simply afraid of losing his spiritual sustenance. When he died for his sustenance, he was moved by his great action.
that is it.
And these people here... they're so naive.
Seeing the relaxed expressions on their faces, Zhang Dongyao felt like he had returned to the original central camp.
It's just...when they know what happened in the central camp, I wonder if they can still laugh?
Zhang Dongyao couldn't help but clenched his fists while thinking about it.
If he doesn't do this, he may be unable to restrain his twisted laughter...
"She'll be fine." A girl's voice came from behind him.
Zhang Dongyao subconsciously showed a slightly anxious and grateful smile. He turned to look at the girl: "Doctor, you are finally here. You don't know that this child is very important..."
"Yes, she is very important." The girl nodded.
Zhang Dongyao noticed something was wrong after saying those words. The girl was indeed wearing a white coat and a mask, but...how did she suddenly appear behind him just now?
He was obviously paying attention to his surroundings!
An An is the biggest bargaining chip to him, and he will never relax for this. But this girl...
Just as Zhang Dongyao was about to retreat, he noticed that the girl's eyes were bent with laughter, and then a flash of red light suddenly flashed in one of her eyes.
His heart skipped a beat. For a moment, he felt that his ability to think had stopped.
Why would zombies appear in this place?
The next moment, he felt a red shadow emerge from those eyes. Then a sharp sickle slashed at him.
Sickle...I seem to have heard of it somewhere?
This was Zhang Dongyao's last thought before losing consciousness.
Immediately, the door here was closed, and people were coming and going in the corridor, but no one noticed this scene.
When Zhang Dongyao opened the door again and appeared at the door, his expression was already a little different from before.
Zhang Dongyao looked sad before, but full of perseverance. To a certain extent, he didn't feel like he was pretending.
But now Zhang Dongyao seems relaxed and a little stiff at the same time.
He first twisted his neck, moved his limbs, and then rubbed his face, revealing a very awkward but casual smile.
The girl in the white coat also walked out from behind him: "Okay, the area around the wound has been cleaned, so it won't be visible."
She was talking about a tender red wound on Zhang Dongyao's neck. A few minutes ago, when Zhang Dongyao lost consciousness, she slit his throat with her finger and introduced her own virus.
"This body can last for two hours at most, that's the limit," the girl said.
But Zhang Dongyao nodded with satisfaction: "That's enough. If he wasn't a superpower, he would have started to rot after being infected by you."
People with superpowers are really a special group, just like zombies with reason and humanity.
Although this idea had come up more than once, after knowing the concept of "experimental field", he began to feel a little complicated.
Zhang Dongyao at this time...no, I should say Ling Mo, that's the feeling.
As for Zhang Dongyao himself, he is actually dead.
After listening to Wang Lin's narration, Ling Mo had already determined that Zhang Dongyao was a damned person.
But no matter how many things he has done and how ambitious he is, unfortunately in front of Ling Mo, he is just a small character who can be easily killed.
Ling Mo wasn't even interested in questioning him... People who died because of excessive ambition didn't even need to leave a last word.
"What should we do now?" What is hidden under the mask is Shana's face... She quite likes this kind of dress. If it weren't for the catastrophe, she might actually become a doctor.
Ling Mo took out a document from Zhang Dongyao's pocket and said with a smile: "To be honest, I think Falcon's reaction is quite interesting. The other one who is more interesting is the little girl."
After saying that, Ling Mo turned back to look at the little girl. Counting the time, she should have woken up long ago...
"Little sister, how long are you going to pretend to be asleep?" Ling Mo didn't even close the door, he just stood at the door and turned around, smiling and raising his voice.
An An trembled all over, slowly opened her eyes, then sat up and hugged her legs.
The first sentence she spoke was: "You are not him..." (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
