Devil's girlfriend of the last days

Chapter 12 Freedom must not be controlled by others

"Did you hear anything?"

"No, no, it seems someone is sharpening a knife outside..."

"No way? Zombies still sharpen their swords?"

On the first floor of a supermarket, there are often several rest rooms and utility rooms, as well as a warehouse.

The warehouse is the top priority, and the anti-theft measures are naturally good.

A group of more than a dozen people were hidden in the warehouse at this time, and everyone was trembling.

After seeing zombies killing and eating people, they never dared to open this door anymore, living in extreme depression and fear every day.

For three days, they didn't know how many people wanted to stop, but in the end, they still didn't do it, but survived tenaciously.

"I opened the door and took a look. If something happens, you will close it quickly."

Someone stood up and walked to the door to open it.

"understand!"

"know!"

Others stood on both sides, watching his opening the door, their hearts were almost in their throats, but no one dared to speak.

Crunch!

The door opened!

A strange cheek appeared at the door.

"Hello!"

Fang Mo smiled and waved his hand, and then he saw that the door was closed instantly, and the middle-aged man who opened the door stood silently in front of him.

"Stress response, ha ha ha, stress response!"

The middle-aged man explained two sentences, subconsciously wanting to look at Fang Mo, but it was too dark, without the light in the warehouse, he couldn't see anything.

"Why did you come here?"

Fang Mo heard the question and smiled and said, "Of course he came here. How else could he come?"

Speechless!

The warehouse door opened again.

But at this moment, a person rushed out quickly, having a big belly.

He walked up to Fang Mo, looked at it, and then sneered: "What's in your bag? Don't think that in the end times, you can take other people's things at will!"

"What are you telling him about? He is a thief!"

Turning his head, he said to the middle-aged man who had just spoken.

Just as he determined Fang Mo's nature, two fairly robust people stepped forward and silently walked to his side.

Seeing this situation, are you trying to catch me?

Fang Mo was speechless, shook his head and said: "Now that the end is coming, there are zombies everywhere, no thief or thief, everyone is just for survival."

The pot-bellied man sneered again and again: "Survival? You are a thief, take him down for me, and talk about other things later!"

The two strong men should be security guards. After listening to his words, they were ready to start their hands.

As a savvy person, this boss knows best. Since Fang Mo can come over, it means that he must be extraordinary, especially when the other party is dressed up, but he has not encountered zombies.

What does this show?

I remember that he had read a book and it clearly told him that if one day, the end comes, and someone is not disturbed by the end, then he must have some immunity, as long as he smears his blood on himself. , You can easily pass the doomsday.

The zombie will treat the person who smeared that person's blood as his own.

Under this passage, there is another description, that is, smearing zombie blood on the body, but this is too dangerous, and the pores will also absorb certain substances.

This boss also believed in the doomsday, so when he saw Fang Mo, he felt that he might have some kind of blood to adapt to the doomsday.

What if he can have it?

What a thief!

TV, mobile phones, and the Internet are all unavailable. It can completely show that this is the end of the world!

If you want to live, you have to be hot!

Fang Mo could not know his thoughts, but he knew that he could not be caught.

So he took a step back, took out his boning knife, and said, "If you have something to say, I can just pay for it. You can't catch me."

There are so many zombies, what if you get tired?

Besides, he had had enough of a life of imprisonment, and he never wanted to live like that again.

The two security guards hesitated when they saw him show the knife. They glanced at their boss and seemed to be asking if they wanted to start.

"If every thief caught says money, then what is the law for?"

The boss is reluctant, even if other people have already seen some signs, he has no idea of ​​giving up.

This person must be won!

There must be a secret existence in him. If he can grasp it, he will definitely know how to survive in the last days.

I have to say that his judgment is really correct.

People who can rise are not too foolish after all, unless they are the rich second generation.

And those who started from scratch are all those with a keen sense of smell and a well-developed mind.

"This……"

Others wanted to say something, but the middle-aged man who came out first stopped him with his eyes.

He, the general manager here, can always keep up with the boss.

Although it is impossible for him to know what the boss is thinking directly, he only needs to think a little bit to know that this young man, since he can travel in the last days, must have a secret.

He would not believe the bloodline.

One party is one person, and the other party is more than a dozen people.

Fang Mo smiled bitterly. He was not ready yet, but the two security guards had already arrived, and he was about to grab his hand soon.

At this moment, Ye Qingcheng's beautiful cheek suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"If someone wants to catch you for some kind of experiment, what should you do?"

"I tell you, there is only one way, kill him!"

"In the last days, everyone will only do it for themselves, and a few will do it for their families, so we don't have any trustworthy people, at most we trust each other."

"Remember, no one except me can deprive you of your freedom. If so, don't hesitate. If you can kill, then kill, if you can't kill, just run!"

...

That night, she asked for it twelve times, added a little Chinese medicine, and almost died later.

So he remembered very deeply.

"Don't come here again, I warn you, if you are approaching, don't blame me for being polite!"

Fang Mo took the boning knife in his hand, but his other hand shone a flashlight to someone who was slowly approaching him: "Don't, come closer!"

The two security guards stopped and turned to see the boss.

"Turn on the camera, does he dare to kill someone? Take it for me, and, can a thief be so arrogant?" The boss knows that there is no such thing as a fart, but he knows better that Fang Mo, such an honest person, can only use it. Treat this way.

Fang Mo looked like he was indeed an honest person. If it was on weekdays, he might really be stunned by him, but don’t forget, he has a girlfriend of the devil!

The two security guards continued to approach him while also taking out their own rubber sticks.

Just as they approached Fang Mo about one meter.

Huh!

A bright light flashed.

The sharpening stick pierced into a person's heart with a sharp edge.

He didn't look like a zombie, he fell straight down, but said incredulously: "You..."

Before the three words'dare to kill,' he had no consciousness.