My Girlfriend is a Zombie Chapter 298: Trash should have a way to die

After getting the backpack in order, Ling Mo took the Ye Lian three women to the Xia Zhining room. ※※

This is a suite in a five-star hotel, which is not only a Xia Zhining room, but also a place where other people get together in their free time.

Sure enough, the person who opened the door precisely Chen Youdong was sitting in the room with Lin Tianxiang and others, even Tom and Sun Zeya were there.

The split second and Ling Mo that opened the door keenly captured some words. Obviously they are discussing about Huang Zhendong.

Sun Zeya When she saw Ling Mo and Xia Na, her expression immediately changed to unnatural, her cheeks turned slightly to the red side.

Xia Zhining actually looked calm, in her opinion, although the situation at the time was a little embarrassing, but losing was losing.

"That ..."

Chen Youdong let in Ling Mo entire group, and handed him a few more bottles of water, and said sorry, "I'm sorry, Mr. Huang's mouth is owed. I think you must be angry now?"

"Okay, he has a bad mouth, and I fart when he does. But, how can someone like him be the leader of the team? It sounds like a pretty high post."

Ling Mo asked on the sofa.

Chen Youdong suddenly showed a hint of hesitation, but Tom has said furious: "This is not true, he and us are same rank. But he is in the intelligence group, and everyone in that group is disgusting. "

"Information team?" Ling Mo asked curiously, "Is it ... Zombie intelligence?"

Chen Youdong originally wanted to stop Tom from continuing to talk, but looking at his angry expression, and then thinking about the face of Huang Zhendong just now, Chen Youdong sighed and stopped talking.

Tom shook his head: "Hmm, aren't we all collecting information? They are an intelligence group that collects information related to us. For example, new people who join the camp. They will ask for some information. If It is Ability User, and your ability will be recorded in detail. "

At this point, his tone suddenly increased, and he said indignantly: "But their main task is to monitor our actions! It is for the sake of discipline, but in my opinion it is just finding fault! For example, this At the same time, I think he really wanted to push the heavy blame to our body! In order to stabilize the heart, I will definitely think of a way to explain to others, maybe he will sacrifice ... "

"cough cough." Chen Youdong could not help but cough. Remind the Tom who is angry.

Tom glanced at him, then coldly snorted heavily again.

He doesn't seem to have finished venting, and couldn't help but muttered in a low voice: "What can't be said, Ling Mo will not be able to tell the truth? I'm afraid of a hair. Besides, he can help us testify."

"Uh ..." Ling Mo froze and said.

Internal situation of Falcon Camp. It's so complicated.

What intelligence group is obviously the product of internal power struggles.

More complicated inside story, Ling Mo can't figure it out.

But the thing that can be seen at a glance is that whether it is Huang Zhendong or this intelligence group, it is against the people in these search and rescue teams.

But they didn't dare to offend Huang Zhendong, fearing that he would put on a big hat for himself.

Ling Mo suddenly decided that he would not join the camp. It's right in every way.

To use an old-fashioned phrase, where there are people, there are battles.

"human ..." Ling Mo turned his head and glanced at Ye Lian, and suddenly agreed with what they said.

"That Huang Zhendong. The revenge is still very strong. As long as he is caught by a sore foot, he can say you as scum. He likes to read too much, and an unintentional word can be conceived by him for many deep meaning Come. You have n’t done anything. He defined you in advance and said how your absolutely will is. ”

Lin Tianxiang wiped his glasses aside. With a sneer, he said, "It can really make people crazy."

"Such a person is mean."

Ling Mo found that when almost everyone mentioned Huang Zhendong, he gritted his teeth.

You need to know that although such people do not do anything, they are actually more disgusting than Zombie.

Listening to him can make people angry all day long.

At least Ling Mo is not the kind of "superman" who can be indifferent to it, but he is not the kind of stupid person who will turn his face with Falcon Camp because of a cannonball.

At the same time, within lobby.

Huang Zhendong, who looked down at the data, closed the folder, and then called a team member: "Keep the data, don't allow anyone to see, if I come back and find traces of passiveness, you can return to the camp to plant." /

"Yes!"

After watching Huang Zhendong go to the bathroom room, the team member immediately showed a look of disdain, and "snapped": "What thing!"

"Don't follow me?"

Another player standing at the door gestured and asked.

"He never falls into the toilet. What should I do with the past? Looking for bad luck?"

The man rolled his eyes and said, while pretending to fall off the toilet, several players in lobby laughed unconsciously.

At this time, Huang Zhendong has entered the toilet. He closed the toilet door habitually, and then stood in front of the toilet.

As there is no water, a pungent smell fills the bathroom.

Huang Zhendong frowned, unzipped and ready to release his hands.

But he didn't notice that the buckle of the window was twisting a little bit.

After the buckle was opened, the window opened silently again without anyone touching it.

Then one crawled into the bathroom silently ...

"That Ling Mo ... that's right, I remember, it's the one with no one to support."

Huang Zhendong said to himself: "I didn't expect to harm Li Yalin. Trash is trash. With ability, it is bigger trash. To cooperate with such people is to make skins with tigers, but ridiculous those persons is all I do n’t understand. When I go back this time, I have to discuss this issue with them. This kind of person cannot be in the hands of the camp, it is a potential threat and should be cleaned up ... "

When he lowered his head to pull the zipper, a figure suddenly flashed from his behind.

Huang Zhendong turned back keenly, but saw nothing.

At this time, however, he noticed that the door of a compartment was shaking slightly, as if someone had just moved it.

"Who!"

Huang Zhendong pulled out his dagger with a "brush", then walked slowly towards that compartment.

"Oh!"

When he slammed open the door of the compartment, he found nothing inside.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly jumped down from the high ceiling and hit him body from behind.

The huge power made Huang Zhendong flutter forward immediately. Before he turned around, the figure grabbed his head and pressed him into toilet.

The foul smell caused Huang Zhendong to hold his breath immediately. His reaction actually was calm. The dagger in his hand immediately poke back and pierced the opponent's stomach.

Then he twisted his wrist fiercely, trying to let the attacker let go because of severe pain by smashing each other's intestines.

But to his horror, no matter how he twisted the dagger, how madly he pulled it out and pierced it again, the other party was motionless!

"The knife was stained with Zombie blood, and such a serious injury, even if not mutation is dead! Who are you? Who are you? Ling Mo? How did you get here and how did you get around the hotel From outside patrols! "

Huang Zhendong shook his head vigorously, and the other hand supported him raised the head: "You want to die with me? You killed me now, you are dead! Your women are dead! Camp absolutely will Run after you! You dregs! "

"Giggle."

The attacker's vocal cords are like a torn tape: "You ... you too ... can look down on yourself ..."

Huang Zhendong froze, he turned back violently, but saw an extremely terrifying face.

"Aaah!"

Huang Zhendong suddenly enlarged eyes, but this attacker grabbed his neck and pressed him into toilet again.

He wanted to call for help and struggle, but the power in that hand was too large, and the also sewage in toilet made his voice ambiguous.

The dagger in his hand kept piercing the attacker body of behind, but all this was futile.

Huang Zhendong turned eyes, and after a few twitches, he never moved again.

"gū gū!"

Standing down at Zombie of his behind, he glanced down at his stricken stomach, and then at a loss's blood-red eyes turned to the window again.

His look was surprisingly soft and Sausage-like arm immediately bounced forward, and then he heard a crisp sound of "响".

At the same time as the glass fragments splashed, the eyes of this Zombie also recovered the color of berserk.

"Quick!"

Several players with guns are rushing towards the bathroom ...