The cannon fodder of the last days hugs the thigh

Chapter 17

Next, Guo Sumo watched helplessly as those white coats moved her and her brothers from one place to another.

The newly arrived laboratory is larger than the one just now. Five glass cylinders are placed one after another at the base of the white wall. I don’t know what that mighty middle-aged man thinks. Guo Sumo is arranged at the end, next to the corner, and she It just happened to be able to get an overview of the situation in the laboratory, and the shadow in the corner could just cover her occasional small movements.

Hearing what they said just now, I don't know who she was given to study. They seem to be quite scared, so won't she be miserable in the future?

After this moment of tossing, the other zombie brothers in the vitreous body also woke up, screaming, howling, scratching the glass, the silent laboratory was as lively as a vegetable market.

Guo Sumo was thinking about the plan to escape in the future, when they interrupted his thoughts, he just wanted to frown in annoyance, but the skin on his face was still a little stiff, so he could only roll his eyes and move his fingers.

"Crack" someone came in.

The sound of leather shoes falling on the floor was low, and the visitor was hidden in the shadow of the door, tall and thin.

The roars of the four brothers tended to increase, probably because they smelled fresh meat or heard noises. Guo Sumo felt inclined to the former, but she also howled twice in response to the situation.

The crisp roar that came out of her mouth was soft like a cat meowing, and Guo Sumo burst into tears for a moment, she was still not threatening after turning into a zombie, God would not allow her to live a good life.

The person who came closed the door with a click, and gradually emerged from the shadows.

A tall and thin man, wearing black leather shoes, the hems of trousers meandering over the shoes, a pair of long legs wrapped in black trousers, wearing a white doctor's coat that looks like a windbreaker, the hem of the clothes hangs down to his thighs, with one hand in the pocket of his trousers, a stethoscope One head is pressed against the chest, and there is a hazy silver halo on the black shirt, and the thin figure under the windbreaker can be seen while walking.

When he fully appeared under the light, Guo Sumo saw in the corner that he had short, slightly messy haircut, his thin bangs hanging down to cover part of his brows and eyes, rimless glasses on his tall and handsome nose, and powder on his elegant chin. Bai's lips curved slightly, as if mocking all living beings, but his complexion was unhealthy pale.

Phew~ Guo Sumo breathed out softly, suppressing the throbbing in her chest, seeing this man made her heart beat like thunder, even though he was covered by black hair, he couldn't see his full face, but the exposed deep outline was even stronger than hers Strongest man I've seen so far.

Even the mysterious male protagonist Ouyang Qingyue may be a bit inferior when he meets him, not to mention this person's unique elegance and nobleness.

Although it is a laboratory full of experimental equipment, he can stroll around as leisurely as visiting the back garden of his home.

Maybe it was the roars of the zombies that upset him. Guo Sumo seemed to see a layer of night black surrounding him in a daze. It's easy to mess with.

With a flash of silver light, Guo Sumo saw clearly that what he had been playing with in the other hand was a delicate scalpel...

Knowing how powerful he is, Guo Sumo didn't dare to act rashly. He could only focus on the wall next to him. From the corner of his eyes, he saw him turn around and fiddle with the test bench for a while.

"Whoa-"

A harsh rolling sound suddenly sounded in the silent space, causing several zombies to roar, but the voice was low and depressing, like a dog being trained with its teeth bared.

(End of this chapter)