Zombie Girlfriend Evolution Theory

In other words, for Mowen, the life and death of people like Charles is not important at all.

This kind of words had already revealed the killing intent, and Charles was slightly angry on his face, but still clenched his fists forbearingly.

Are you forced to bear it for this reason? Drunk Wuye, who had been watching the show and eating melons, smiled silently, remembering the scene where Alice shook her head and said she didn't know Charles.

Are these people of M country overly arrogant, playing with them as fools?

Seeing that there was no room to continue talking with Mo Wen, Charles gritted his teeth, already retreating in his heart.

Yu Lan, who had been keeping all this in his eyes, knew that Mo Wen was not going to be good, and sighed softly, and reached out and hugged his neck and rubbed it.

"Awen, they didn't do anything wrong, let's not care about them, okay?" Yu Lan kissed Mo Wen's chin like a baby, and Yu Lan's two bright eyes shone slightly, and the water was very bright. It looks good.

Mo Wen's complexion immediately looked a lot better when Yu Lamba's little appearance was so coquettish. He changed his previous irony and kissed Lan's brow tenderly.

"Okay, everything you say is fine."

Seeing that the man who was about to kill them just now turned soft and watery, Charles couldn't help but twitching his face, forcing himself to look away.

"Cough." As soon as Yu Lan said that he was drunk and night, he knew that he couldn't see any favorite scenes. He coughed and walked forward and said to Mo Wen, "Boss, we will start with them next. ?"

Mowen nodded nonchalantly and raised his eyes to Charles.

"Mr. Charles." He asked in a nice voice, "Do you have any comments?"

Charles shook his head, looking at Mo Wen with a complex expression.

"No problem?" Mo Wen raised his hand to follow Lan Mao again, and smiled softly, "I'm very surprised, you thought Lan was dangerous before, why can we still let us join so decisively now."

"Your strength has no reason for us to refuse." Charles smiled bitterly and said to Mo Wen sincerely, "But this zombie doesn't bite you... Doesn't it also bite others?"

Seeing Charles looking at him solemnly, Mo Wen also started to abuse the dog solemnly, "If Lanlan is willing to bite me...I will be willing."

"I don't want to." Yu Lan refused straightforwardly, and received Mowen's face-squeezing treatment as he wished.

Somewhat surprised by the interaction between the ink writing and Yu Lan, Charles concealed the dark color under his eyes and temporarily reduced his sense of existence.

Talking zombies and the devil in prophecy? This is really a strange combination.

He glanced sideways at Gail when he was thinking this way, a little worried.

Gale had already softened his legs under the coercion of Mowen. At this moment, he stood beside him pale, his cold hands and feet hadn't been relieved.

Is it still too young?

He sighed secretly in his heart, Charles reached out his hand to support Gail's shoulder, and whispered, "Gail, how are you?"

Gail looked at Charles and nodded stubbornly.

He didn't understand, obviously the team belonged to them, but why he still begged these Chinese people to join his team in a low voice at this moment.

"Why do we have to take them?" Gail asked through gritted teeth. "They are dangerous."

"Didn't you propose to help them?" Charles reluctantly shook his head, reaching out and pressing Gail's head.

"But I regret it now." Gal clenched his fist and said unwillingly, "How can they treat us so rudely!"

God knows that he was stunned when he heard that Mowen was about to shoot him. At that time, he only felt that the blood in his body began to flow back, not to mention the cold hands and feet, even the heart seemed to jump out of his chest.