Apocalypse Rebirth: Chief, Don’t Move!

For this reason, I remembered that I couldn't say that Bai Ling was not in front of Li Zhenghao, but he and Feng Zi had no good feelings for Bai Ling, let alone talk to her.

Therefore, because Bai Ling came back in the village, there were of course some of the facts they believed, and he dissuaded the brothers from dreaming that Bai Ling was still alive, and might have died there.

In this way, they actually carried a hint of malice...There is no lack of feeling that Bai Ling has too much influence on his righteous brother.

The past years make Li Jiaming just think how naive they were at the beginning?Turning his head and looking at the welding machine with the generator inside, Li Zhenghao, who was welding with sweat, shook his head, as if he saw the relationship between them, not indifferent feelings, but deep and cautious. Cherish the friendship between them.

I don’t know how many times better than those who say more filial piety to their parents and love their family every day.

When they first followed Li Zhenghao out to collect things, they had seen this scene.

Some people even pushed their old mother into the mouth of the zombie.Although it was frightening to leave only instinctive reactions, it was also chilling.

Even his closest relatives are like this. He thought that if he was in danger, who would help him?

I never imagined that it was Li Zhenghao, that was a bee. From the first time they pulled him from the death line, Li Jiaming felt that he had not come to this world in vain.

Although they are all surnamed Li, they have no blood relationship.If you want to investigate the blood relationship, you really have to investigate it five hundred years ago.

On the road outside the county, zombies roared from time to time, and suddenly a car drove in from the outside.Attracted the free zombies to gallop towards the car immediately.

But when I thought I was not close to the car, a few zombies burned instantly.

In a few scattered rural construction houses not far from the car, there were four people sitting, the room was silent, all shrugging their heads, and their shadows were floating under the falling candlelight.

Sadness was revealed in everyone's eyes, making their bodies appear heavier.

"When we go back, how should we explain to Aunt Li?" The person who said this was a bee with red eyes.

Li Fang bit his lip, not wanting to make a noise.

They naturally believe that Li Zhenghao and Bai Ling are dead.How could it be alive in that situation?

Li Dongmei is almost sixty years old, and he is not in good health. If he hears the news of the death of his son and his niece raised by his own hands, shall he still cry?

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The beekeeper punched hard on the wall and made a grunt.

"I knew I would die with them!" What kind of brother is he?

"Don't think so!" Li Fang heard, and finally couldn't help talking. "We're alive...at least we can take care of Aunt Li." Firmness in my eyes flashed, "I will protect my aunt by my life."

The other two were silent. After all, although they had a deep relationship with Li Zhenghao, they were not as deep as the bees and others. They were grateful that Li Zhenghao rescued them four or four times, but they had other responsibilities.

They can only do silence and sorrow for Li Zhenghao's things. Aunt Li has something to do. They can help them naturally.

There was another silence.

For a long time, Li Fang cleared up his mood, and now he has no time to grieve.