My Girlfriend is a Zombie Chapter 490: Dream Nightmare

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Xingyao glanced at Li Hao, which was thrown on the bed, then closed the door.

Just before leaving, the middle-aged man gave him one more task: guard this guy, don't let him run around.

"Is this man still able to run? I don't think I can even walk well for ten and a half months."

Xing Yao feels a bit dismissive of this extra explanation.

Although his original job was to stand guard ... but since Air Force Corps is not as formal as before, this kind of small-scale and inconspicuous temporary work transfer is naturally no problem.

"But ... watch over this guy who has fallen over bad mold, will I also get moldy?"

Xingyao leaned against the wall, thinking boringly: "Stop, there isn't even a chat person!"

To be honest, he is still very curious, of course, not to Li Hao, but to the group who deal with Li Hao.

Blatantly confronted Air Force Corps, and went through two groups in succession, destroying two helicopters ...

These things have nothing to do with these people below them, but they have already spread a lot.

A ordinary person, but it makes a mess of Air Force Corps, great!

Thinking of this, Xingyao glanced in through the small window on the door and couldn't help showing a sneer.

Usually dragged to the sky, hasn't it been cleaned up by a ordinary person?

...

At this time, lying on the bed of Li Hao, turned his head and glanced at the bottles of pills thrown on the nightstand.

His eyes moved around the room. After making sure there was no surveillance camera, he suddenly sat up.

The action is quick and sharp. Where did also look like when he was seriously injured?

But in fact. This body hurts actually really. But this level of damage is nothing to Zombie.

Adding self-restoration ability of Zombie, at most, he looks miserable at the same time, and his internal injuries are already rapidly healing.

"Hū!"

Li Hao ... or Ling Mo, he jumped off the bed, quickly approached the door, and looked out through the window.

The guard has now sat in a chair, though facing this way. But he didn't stare at the door.

"I didn't expect it to actually come in! And it wasn't shot at once ..."

Ling Mo has some excitement in his heart. This feeling of sneaking into the enemy's base camp is really different.

At least for Ling Mo, it's quite fresh, which can be different from the feeling of diving into Falcon last time.

"I am not a new generation ..."

However, only started to sneak in successfully.

Ling Mo calmed down, then reached out and twisted the knob.

"kā kā ..."

He tried it, and then let go with a little disappointment.

Sure enough, the other person locked him up.

But for Zombie, this kind of lock just needs to be slammed to open it.

Just locked the door and sent a guard. It seems that being beaten by Xia Na is indeed the right choice.

The wounded are always more confusing than a healthy person.

On the other hand. Li Hao, after all, was the Captain of the ninth detachment. Although he made a serious mistake, he has not been dismissed.

Besides, didn't he come back by himself?

You can just walk away and be a Big Brother or something in a group of survivors, but you still run back.

This alone is enough to let others relax his vigilance.

Look, Li Hao people are so conscious, why are they guarding closely? It ’s symbolic to do it ...

"Don't hurry, take your time."

Ling Mo turned his gaze to the room again and looked around.

This house is not a prison cell either. It looks like it was a Li Hao oneself room, but it seems to have been searched.

It might have been a place where guns were hanging, but it was empty now.

Except for some daily necessities, his colleagues left him only a few bottles of medicine, without even seeing a doctor.

"It's not good to find it, wouldn't it be bad if you see something?"

Ling Mo has a dark heart. This kind of treatment is enough to anger Li Hao oneself, but he is very satisfied.

One side of the house is facing the window of the airport. Ling Mo leaned to the window, opened the corner of the curtain and glanced out, suddenly a hint of surprise appeared.

His gaze turned to the distant wilderness, and then he waved suddenly.

At this moment, in the wilderness, a small figure suddenly jumped up: "Wa! that guy!"

"Shh!"

Ling Mo's body immediately covered Yu Shiran's mouth. As soon as she wanted to resist, she was sold by Black Silk ...

Black Silk's silver wire immediately tangled out, but wrapped the two tightly and fell into the grass at the same time.

"Wú! Wú!"

"Black Silk, your body has become that virtue, don't you forget to pounce on me? Fuck! Fuck !!! Little White you dare ... Ah!"

...

The sudden change caused Zombie Puppet Ling Mo to pause for a while, and then continued to operate after two seconds.

The window is facing the location where the body entire group is lurking. This is good news, at least making it easier to move.

Although the distance is a little bit longer, when there is a need, I can always think of a way.

The inside of the house is a storage room, but unfortunately, there is basically no other thing except clothing.

"Forget it, the identity of Zombie is itself the biggest weapon."

Ling Mo raised his eyebrows indifferently, knocked off a locked drawer and pulled open one.

"咦?"

He reached out and tore out a bunch of keys, took a curious look in his hand.

These entrance door keys are also affixed with white tape, with ballpoint pens writing: 201,206.

Obviously, this is the room number.

But what are these rooms for? Ling Mo doesn't know yet.

Learning is one thing, but after all, it's not the thing that you already have in your head. Even if you encounter any familiar little thing, you won't remember it all at once.

Like the middle-aged man before ... Ling Mo didn't speak, on the one hand to hide his identity, on the other, because he didn't even remember who that guy was!

"This young boy, you pay a little attention to interpersonal relationships! I can't remember also has no problem, but the middle-aged uncle made it clear that he is a deadly enemy to you! You do n’t even remember the names of the enemies. ... "

Ling Mo murmured in his heart, and put the keys next to him.

He has been searched when he entered the door, and he has changed his clothes. Now he is hiding something. It is estimated that he won't get noticed again.

From the words of the middle-aged uncle, Ling Mo actually confirmed his guess.

Li Hao fled back so embarrassed. As long as he was not shot at once, he would likely face interrogation again and again.

Explain all the information of Ling Mo entire group, fully explain the cause and effect ... Maybe he will also ask him where he is now Ling Mo.

He looks like he is in the hunt, maybe he has been attacked by Ling Mo's many times.

"It doesn't matter what they ask, just let me know whoever wants to kill me then it will be okay."

Ling Mo squeezed his fist gently. On the back of the hand, which seemed to be no different from ordinary person, the blue muscles immediately bulged.

The blood vessels that originally were black have gradually become blood-red.

He is raised the head, looking at a mirror hanging behind a few clothes.

In the mirror, there is a pale and scarred face, but what makes people palpitated is the pair of eyes that suddenly became blood-red.

"Those who want to kill me, I'll let you die first, before your thoughts come out."

If this group of only is a group of weak people, Ling Mo may treat them as a fart.

But these people holds heavy soldiers, with strength, weapons, and relationships.

They have killed their strength, only they have not realized yet that they need to use a stronger knife to hack themselves.

But now they should be aware.

"It's a pity, it's late."

Ling Mo clenched his fist violently and smashed a punch into the mirror.

The glass shattered in silence, but there were no scars on the back of his hand.

Forcing a Zombie that is completely ignorant and never recovers intelligence to mutation level in a short time is not too difficult for Ling Mo.

A Zombie controlled by human, but a mutation level, is a nightmare for such a large survivor gathering place ... (to be continued ...)