The cannon fodder of the last days hugs the thigh

Chapter 119

Your voracious eating like a starved ghost has already scared the flowers and plants, okay...

It wasn't until Wang Ning licked the bottom of the bowl without any image, and Guo Sumo silently added more food for him, that Lan Jiu slowly picked up the vegetables and asked him: "After I leave, what will the old man and Qifeng do?"

Wang Ning looked at Lan Jiu with his mouth half open, and then at the squatting body feeding him... a certain creature, under Lan Jiu's impatient cold eyes, its chrysanthemum tightened, and immediately replied: "Professor Feng!" I entered your laboratory, and brought in a few batches of experimental subjects for secret experiments. I have checked several times, and it seems to be related to... "

He didn't say it, but he pointed to the people around Lan Jiu with his eyes. Although Wang Ning didn't expect Brother Jiu to trust a zombie, since Brother Jiu included her as one of his own, and the professor had a lot of things under his hands during this time It has something to do with her, so for the sake of Brother Jiu, he needs to mention it carefully.

"Oh? The old man still hasn't given up." Lan Jiu smiled playfully, sighed, and didn't say anything about the old man in his mouth. Instead, he asked, "Did Qifeng intervene?"

Wang Ning scratched his head, he couldn't figure it out, he just replied: "The director must know, but he didn't make any moves, he opened his eyes and closed his eyes and didn't know what he was going to do." In the past, the conflict between the professor and brother Jiu The director has always been a good guy in the middle of mediation, but this time I don't know why the director no longer takes care of it.

Lan Jiu listened, patted Guo Sumo, who was pretending to be in the background and bowed his head to eat, handed her the bowl, watched her turn around to serve the noodles, and said coldly: "Oh, when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman wins, who the hell is it?" It is unknown whether it is a fisherman."

Wang Ning shivered with the noodles in his mouth, and decided to fill his stomach quickly. Ninth Brother's ghostly aura became stronger and stronger.

He turned his head and looked at Wuse, who was holding a bowl of Hulu noodle soup, and the little flowers on his forehead bloomed again. Although he was surprised just now, he couldn't bear to see a flower like a person eating like a horse. Sure enough, there is nothing normal around Brother Jiu, so he should go back to the experiment honestly as a backup.

Wang Ning glanced at Lan Jiu, who was silent and cold, his neck shrank, and his movements of eating noodles accelerated, making Guo Sumo, who hadn't finished a bowl of noodles, frowned and didn't know what to say.

(End of this chapter)