Devil's girlfriend of the last days

To be able to go home, first must survive.

Therefore, Zhang Yuxin gave an answer after thinking about it carefully: "It is estimated that there can be more than two hundred people."

yesterday.

There are more than 30 people, and there are more than 20 left.

It must not be much worse today.

Although later, several died of infection.

But there is still a two-thirds chance of survival.

Today there are almost 300 people.

Fortunately, the warehouse is relatively large. Otherwise, these people really wouldn't be able to walk in directly, for fear that they would be blocked at the door.

"You guessed wrong." Fang Mo took a sip of the cigar and let the taste go around in his mouth before he sprayed it out, shook his head and said, "Today, I'm actually not sure how many people can be. Survived, but there is one thing, I can tell you directly."

"Today, no water will be released."

Zhang Yuxin was shocked.

Just this sentence is enough.

She knew very well that so many people survived yesterday because of the release of water.

But what if you don’t release the water today?

Can so many people survive?

When she looked at Fang Mo, she didn't know why, and she got goose bumps all over her body.

"Why look at me like that? Do you treat me like a demon?" Fang Mo said with a grin, like a clown, that face was just like the one drawn out: "I am not what you think It’s just because the world is extremely cruel. The opportunity I gave yesterday was definitely a bit more than today, but today, I still gave it a chance."

That's right.

He still gave a chance.

These people, if they really choose to attack madly, they might not live much less than yesterday.

But, how many people in this world will do their best to ensure the survival of others?

Except for his parents, teachers, and some former state departments, Fang Mo really didn't know how much was left.

therefore.

Without these people at the bottom, I am afraid that there will be a scene of horror soon.

It doesn't need to be soon, it has already appeared now.

The claws of the zombie, with sharp points, struck the people's cheeks, and with a piu sound, they completely turned into a bald scoop.

That person was torn apart abruptly.

This is the consequence of not being waterproof.

Jin Hui was extremely excited. He looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes were red, and his eyes seemed to flash with excitement.

With a bang.

Fang Mo slapped him and slapped him, coldly looking at him and said: "What are you doing, what are you doing, don't substitute yourself too much, you are a person, you are not a zombie, you know? Don't let the zombie turn around. Control you!"

"Yes, yes!" Jin Hui quickly forced himself to calm down, thinking of his emotions just now, his whole body was trembling with fright.

It's like Fang Mo said.

He is a person, not a zombie.

No matter what those zombies did, he shouldn't be the happy one.

But he did it.

This is not normal.

At the same time, because of Fang Mo's existence, he avoided being immersed in it, but instead allowed himself to perfectly control his emotions.

Thinking of this, he was greatly relieved.

The scene just now was really dangerous enough.

...

"Help me!"

"Please, I don't want any more, I don't need any supplies anymore, let me go back!"

"I want to go back."

"Woohoo..."

Many people were so scared to pee their pants.

What's more cruel is that some of them have feces and urine.

Even more, those who have directly destroyed their will, seem to be utterly nagging.

See this scene.

Fang Mo felt that he was wrong.

But he thought that this world is not that simple. If you really live by cowardice, you may not have anything to do for one or two days, but what if it is ten days and eight days?One month, two months?

Can he hold it for a while, can he hold it for a lifetime?

When the time comes, will they still be thinking of a solution?

Therefore, his heart must be hardened.

At least let them make a bloody road from it, only in this way can they walk a safe path in the end.

Just relying on his Fang Mo, even if he could be cloned, it would be impossible.

...

...

Whoosh!

An arrow feather flew from behind with trembling.

Fang Mo's eyes were sharp, and at the moment when he was not allowed to send out, he directly grabbed the arrow feathers in his hands, and then he looked behind him like an angry lion, there was nothing there, but he knew that there was hidden there. many people.

"What to do?" Behind the stone, a teenager said to the person next to him: "He, he doesn't seem to be afraid of bows and arrows."

"Definitely not afraid."

The person he inquired, smiled, and said: "This person has always been a miracle creator. Since he is not afraid, then we can just go directly. Instead, we have to see and he has to do something."

After speaking, he stood directly behind the stone and waved his hand at Fang Mo: "It's me, don't hit me, old classmate!"

With a cry, the old classmate has already said the relationship between the two parties.

but.

This old classmate, what made Fang Mo think of was not beauty, but darkness.

He is an orphan.

Because he is an orphan, I don't know how many times he has been bullied since he was a child.

After entering the university, he slowly came over, and since then, he has never been bullied anymore.

but.

At this moment, other things appeared.

In a peaceful world, the role of money has been magnified countless times.

Also in this situation, Fang Mo didn't know how much more difficult torment he had endured.

Although these tortures turned into his inspiration in the end, allowing him to draw better cartoons, but he suffered more obviously.

So how did all this change?

Fang Mo didn't know, he had even forgotten.

But today, when he saw that figure, all the dark memories came out of his mind.

The other party is a rich second generation.

A rich second generation who likes to manipulate other people.

Several times, Fang Mo prepared a gift and gave it to his girlfriend, but this guy used more expensive things that he couldn't even afford for a lifetime and gave it away at will.

He didn't really like Ye Qingcheng, he just wanted to experience the thrill of snatching.

Fortunately, Fang Mo and Ye Qingcheng grew up together when they were young, and they still stood together on such things.

But then.

The other party brought him immense pressure, and he started to use some of his abilities to cash out.

Since then, he has not been short of money.

A few drawings a month, and then you can get about five or six thousand yuan, which is much better than most people.

And the life between him and Ye Qingcheng slowly started.

The memory is slowly blurred.

Later, he worked slowly, from a few hundred yuan for a drawing at the beginning, to a few thousand for a later one, and then to completely forget the scene.

Later, because of the outbreak of the end times, he had already forgotten.

Now the other party appeared again.

The lingering spirits!

Fang Mo's mouth pulled out a ugly sneer. If you look carefully, you can see that there is something called cruel in his eyes.

But soon, the thing fell.