Devil's girlfriend of the last days

However, at this moment, a figure stood in front of Fang Mo.

"You, you can't go, you killed someone, where do we get our salary?"

This is a woman, from the beginning to the present, she has been very cowardly, whether it was when Fang Mo killed someone or after he shot it.

Until this time, she stood up.

With questioning and determination, he raised his head and looked at Fang Mo, who was tall, sturdy, but pale, and hatred for him exploded in his eyes.

There were nine people left here. They hesitated slightly before and after seeing the woman, but after finding that Fang Mo wouldn't start suddenly, they all stood up.

There was anger on their faces and hatred in their eyes, as if Fang Mo was their greatest enemy.

This is reality!

Some people may only regard small things as small things, or even big things that others see, as small things, and once they have something about themselves, it becomes a completely big thing.

They don't have much friendship with the potbellied boss, but the other party gives money and they work.

Under this doomsday, they still followed this rule. When they were in the warehouse, they would dare to take over the food and other things distributed by the boss.

At this time, the boss is dead.

For a while, they seemed to collapse, even if they knew that Fang Mo was dangerous, but after seeing that he did not easily attack the first woman who stood up, their courage exploded and then turned into anger.

"Why did you kill him?!"

"You murderer, thief, waiting for you to be arrested, you must be sentenced to death!"

"We are fighting with you today!"

The more they talked, the more excited they became, until a young man stood up with a crowbar, and the crowd became quiet, and then they seemed to have just reacted.

Both men and women immediately ran over to find their own weapons, and only women kept blocking Fang Mo's front.

This scene is very interesting.

Even Fang Mo, a person who slaughtered dozens of zombies and had a hard-hearted person, seemed to be stunned.

But being in a daze was understood by others as showing weakness.

"You die for me!"

A young man in the clothes of a supermarket tally man suddenly roared, waved the crowbar in his hand, brought up terrible noises, and was about to hit Fang Mo's head.

Cang!

Looking back, he blocked this with the sharpening stick in his hand, and then looked at the young man with a somewhat uncertain expression, "You, attack me?"

The young man was taken aback at first, but seeing the excitement of the crowd and everyone with weapons in his hands, his fear soon disappeared.

"So what?"

"You demon, you killed four people. Do you still want to attack us?"

...

Another woman also stood up, holding a shovel, staring at Fang Mo closely, and shouted: "Let go! You let go!"

At this moment, Fang Mo was clutching the crowbar that the young man had in his hands. How powerful was his power?Therefore, even if the young man blushed, he didn't take it back. On the contrary, he became staggered.

"Let go, let him continue to beat me?"

Fang Mo asked indifferently. His current mood cannot be completely calm, but he insists on calming down. Only in this way can he avoid being guided by his mood and making some missteps.

These people really dare to kill themselves!

He has made a judgment, but what makes him unable to understand is why they dare?

call!

A shovel came down with the gale. He didn't care about other things, and quickly passed the sharpening stick in his hand forward, habitually making the person's heart cross.

"Killed!"

"what!"

"He killed someone!"

These people seemed to recover suddenly. Everyone started to shrink back, and they didn't dare to approach Fang Mo anymore. Their faces were full of panic.

As for the woman who had been standing in front of him, she seemed to have thought of something and ran away quickly.

The only one closest to him on the scene was the one who took the crowbar and did it to him first. He exhaled and kicked the trembling person to the ground, asking the young man with doubts:

"Why, do you dare to attack me? Where do you come from, or that you are not afraid of death at all?"

After speaking, he himself laughed first.

"No, you are not afraid of death, but you don't believe that I will kill you, do you?"

The young man nodded subconsciously, and then saw the cold eyes looking at him, he immediately shook his head, under the bright light in the warehouse, he appeared so flustered, as if he had just crawled out of the darkness. The mouse suddenly met the light.

Fear, fear, panic, and at a loss.

His legs began to tremble, and then his hands began to tremble, but for some reason, he clung to the crowbar tightly, even if he was fearful to the extreme, he didn't mean to give up at all.

"It turned out to be so."

Fang Mo seemed to understand, he nodded, showing a very sunny smile, and then said to the young man: "I understand what you mean."

"If a person is in the light, then he is not worthy of fear. On the contrary, if he is in the dark and has a cruel temperament, it will cause a lot of people to fear him."

"In other words, I haven't done enough, am I?"

Fang Mo finished speaking, shook his head, and sighed. Just as the young man was thinking about what Fang Mo had to say, and when he wanted to try again to remove the crowbar, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck Came.

Soon after, hot water poured down from his chest.

Cold and warm appear at the same time.

The young man glanced at his chest subconsciously, and then he yelled "Ah", ignoring the crowbar, and covered his neck with both hands in horror.

People are not zombies, and there are too many weaknesses.

Not only the temples, but also the veins, arteries, large arteries, small arteries, eyes, nose, mouth... etc. are all weaknesses.

Fang Mo watched him twitching, and suddenly felt sick.

It's not that the disgusting blood was sprayed. He just felt that such a human nature was really unintelligible and extremely disgusting.

"Just stay here, it's best not to provoke me, otherwise I will let you know what is the cruelest way to die."

Fang Mo turned his head and spoke to the remaining seven people in a warning manner.

Regardless of whether they can survive or not, he really doesn't want to kill.

The virgin heart overflows?

Pooh!

He just felt that it was almost enough, and today was regarded as his first murder, but he killed several people who conspired in a row.

He has already begun to wonder if he is anti-social.

...

"He, he's gone!"

"Then, what about these people?"

"I don't know, the boss is dead, what can we do? Shall we go home?"

"Yes, go home!"

It took a long time for the seven to speak out, and then they made a decision that everyone unanimously agreed with, which was to go home.

Thinking of the beauty of home, smiles began to appear on their faces, although they were still a little scared, but at any rate, they were laughing, right?

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

One, two, three... a total of more than twenty zombies suddenly ran over from the outside, even if their bodies were a little distorted, the speed was really not affected at all.