Infinite Gentleman

Sincerely interrupted Miyamoto Rei's words: "The question is, have you considered my opinion before doing these things?"

"..." Sincerely, Miyamoto didn't know how to answer.

"You said that you are very loyal to me... Are you willing to pay everything for me, right?" Sincerely asked.

"Yes, of course, I--" Rei Miyamoto said, touching her chest with her hand, and at the same time stepping over to sincerely--

"--Wait."

Interrupted her sincerely.

He was obviously sitting on a chair, but his eyes gave Rei Miyamoto an illusion that the other party was looking down on him.

"In that case," said sincerely: "Climb here."

"..." The sincere words made Miyamoto Rei's body tremble. Stopped the action.

"Since you said that you are willing to give everything for me, then prove it to me." Said sincerely.

Rei Miyamoto was stunned for a moment, and then smiled ambiguously. She lowered the neckline a little bit, revealing the breast meat on the inside, knelt down on the ground, with a flattering smile, crawling over sincerely...

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After an hour, only the sincere office was left, and the sun went down.

Rei Miyamoto had already taken a sincere order and went back to work enthusiastically.

The secret police, the Gestapo, the People's Internal Affairs Committee... I don't know if she is doing well.

The battlefield leaning against the wall, Zhen Zi, looked at the sincerely sitting in the chair and said, "Ah la la, you are abnormal enough. You actually did that kind of thing."

I don't know if she was talking about official or private matters.

Probably a private matter, right?

"..." He put his neck on the backrest sincerely, and looked at the ceiling without saying a word.

Are you abnormal?

Maybe a little bit.

But this is also normal.

He is just a sixteen-year-old boy, just an ordinary high school student. No matter how outstanding he performs, no matter how firm he looks, the panic and fear in his heart are inevitable.

Take risks, kill, manipulate people's hearts. Sincerity is not like Dudao Tsuizi, who has a naturally distorted abnormal psychology-and even if Dudao Tsuiko, she also has psychological comfort-her psychological comfort is the original sincerity of the battlefield-to expand it, all bed-ridden city citizens' police forces The psychological comfort of the members of the battlefield is sincere.

But when he truly needs psychological comfort, who does he look for? This is not reliable at all, is this a goth girl who is talking coolly all the time?

I sincerely feel that even if I am struggling, I will never do that kind of thing.

So, what's wrong with venting like this occasionally.

After all, people have desires and requirements, and there is no one else except the Chu in the novel that is truly desireless. Of course, Chu also actually has the needs. His need is for a mortal to face each other and gain a sense of psychological superiority.

Although this guy always said that he said this based on the psychology of ordinary people. But sincerely, I don't think so.

If this guy can really imitate the psychology of ordinary people, and if this guy can gain insight into people's hearts and pursue efficiency most, he should play a more brave and fearless guy, more able to unite others, and more... hypocritical.

It's not the kind of cold-faced mortal who makes people feel uncomfortable.

"Oh? Do you mean to blame me?"

That's it. Listening to the words of the original Zichuang on the battlefield, sincerely closed his eyes for the time being, and prepared to rest for a while.

………………

at the same time.

"The outlying stronghold has been lost! The refugees placed in the outlying have all been killed!"

"Where did these guys come from?!"

"Damn it! Why are there so many?!"

The original magnificent Gaocheng mansion has become a bloody battlefield. The alloy gate can't stop a monster like zombies. In just a few seconds, the gate of Gaocheng's house was knocked down by a large group of zombies. Immediately afterwards, the zombies crowded together swarmed in.

"Why is this happening?! Why didn't I receive the alert in advance?!" A few deputies in military uniforms shouted angrily beside Takashi Shoichiro. At the same time, Takashiro himself was sinking, sitting motionless in his seat.

"Commander, what should we do now?"

After shouting hysterically, the deputies immediately turned around and looked at him expectantly.

"... Give up this stronghold and prepare to move." Takashiro said.

"But, the commander--"

"——Stop talking, do as I order!"

"Then the goal is..."

"..." At this point, Takashiro was silent again, but after that, he gave an order: "It's the base of the Citizens' Guard Team!"

"But, we—" the deputy was surprised and surprised when he heard him say this. They just came back from there. And it was very unpleasant to have a fight with Zhanchangyuan sincere.

"Do as I say! What counts for my face?! What really matters is people's safety!" Even in this case, Takashiro was still domineering-in the face of real death threats, one A group of volunteers was quickly organized. People's desire to stand up and fight back against zombies has finally come true.

However, in terms of time, it seems a bit too late--

"Kill out! Kill out! As long as we rush out, we will be safe!" Takashiro shouted. At the same time, he brandished the sword, like cutting melons and vegetables, and opened a path among the zombies.

Looking at Takashiro, who is extremely powerful, many people were encouraged, and the speed of advancing suddenly accelerated. Seeing that the survivors could rush to the parking lot and get in the car that left here.

It was at this moment that the adjutant who had been covering him next to Takashiro, with a grinning smile, slammed his knife at Takashiro.

Chapter 47 Strong

Takashiro turned his head and saw his deputy's smirk and a distorted expression that was completely unlike a human.

He exhausted his last bit of strength, waved the sword in his hand and chopped off the betrayer's head, and then he knew nothing.

After half an hour.

Sincerely looked at Takashiro, who was lying on the hospital bed with an infusion bottle. It took a long time to sigh: "I really didn't expect that we met again so soon, Mr. Gaocheng."

At this moment, Takashiro Zouichiro was not as prestigious as he had before meeting with Sincere. He was wrapped up and down like rice dumplings, and his consciousness was in a semi-conscious state. Except for a few words when I first saw Sincerity, asking him to take good care of his home, he was never sober.

"How is it, Dr. Ju Chuan?" She looked to the side sincerely, frowning and didn't know what she was thinking, and then asked. It sounds ridiculous.