Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

Chapter 165 The Poor Little One in the End of the World is a Zombie 16

After saying that, Fu Shang opened the car door and walked down, pulling Lin Zian down and asking him to look towards the laboratory: "Let's go, this will be your future home."

Lin Zi'an still looked unmoved and let Fu Shang lead him to the laboratory, while Zhou Li and Wang Xing followed them silently.

There were also many soldiers guarding the door of the laboratory. Apparently, the soldiers had been instructed. When they saw Fu Shang, they did not stop him, but saluted him: "Hello, Doctor!!"

Dr. Fu Shang is the last hope of all mankind, and they dare not slack off in the slightest.

Fu Shang nodded calmly, and slowly walked into the laboratory with Lin Zian.

"Excuse me, are you Dr. Fu Shang?" A young man in a white coat walked up to Fu Shang enthusiastically and greeted him.

He looked at Lin Zian who was standing next to Fu Shang and asked, "Who is this?"

Are they a couple, holding hands so intimately in front of outsiders?

But his partner looks so well behaved, why does she look so cold?

After hearing the noise, the other researchers stopped what they were doing and looked at Fu Shang.

A man in his thirties wearing black-framed glasses snorted and said in a somewhat arrogant manner, "What Dr. Fu Shang? You guys are praising him so much, but I think he is just a young man who knows nothing."

"You brought your lover here to such a serious place like ours. Do you really think this is some kind of game?"

Zhou Li took a step forward and was about to speak when he was interrupted by Fu Shang.

"There really is everything here. You probably don't know that I always hate dogs that think they are the right people and bark at random."

His voice was chilling and cold, making people shudder: "In order to prevent you from screaming everywhere, you might as well die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Li didn't even have a chance to stop him. The man's head and body were suddenly separated, and he fell to the ground and died in front of them, with his head even rolling a few times.

Seeing this, the researchers couldn't help but take a few steps back, looking with fear at Fu Shang, who started killing people as soon as they disagreed with him.

They really wanted to celebrate the death of Qin Shou, because Qin Shou had harassed them a lot and even used his power to bully them. Many good-looking men and women in the laboratory had been persecuted by him.

But this was a living life after all, and Fu Shang killed it without any hesitation. It was simply too cruel.

Obviously, this newcomer, Dr. Fu Shang, is not someone to be trifled with.

Zhou Li looked at the dead man, opened his mouth but said nothing, and finally asked Wang Xing to move the man away.

In order to prevent this from happening again, Zhou Li led the way and took Fu Shang to his own laboratory.

After seeing that Fu Shang had completely disappeared, the researchers slowly breathed a sigh of relief and returned to their posts, pretending that nothing had happened.

If their hands weren't shaking, there might be some reason to believe that they were actually calm.

In fact, they don't want to tremble, but their bodies don't listen at all and they tremble uncontrollably.

Because whenever they thought about the possibility of seeing Fu Shang, the devil who kills people at will, every day in the future, they felt that their lives were in danger.

However, what they didn't expect was that it would be difficult for them to see Fu Shang in the future, because Fu Shang either stayed in his laboratory every day, and no one knew what he was tinkering with, and he basically never went out.

The researchers, who were originally worried, gradually breathed a sigh of relief.

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Fu Shang, wearing a white coat and neatly dressed, stood beside the laboratory table. Looking at Lin Zian, whose hands and feet were tied, he smiled softly and said, "Why don't you resist?"

Lin Zian's breathing was weak, his expression was listless, and his body looked much thinner than before, as if it would break with the slightest bend.

There was a lot of gauze tied around his body, and the originally pure white gauze had turned dark red.

Lin Zi'an had been staring blankly into space with his eyes open. There was no light in his eyes, making him look empty and fragile.

After hearing Fu Shang's words, he turned his head away and didn't look at Fu Shang's annoying face. His voice was barely audible: "What's the point of resisting? I can't escape anyway. It's better to do as you said and sacrifice myself to contribute to mankind. How great it would be, don't you think..."

When Fu Shang heard Lin Zian’s answer, the smile on his lips disappeared and he stared at him motionlessly.

"Are you giving up so quickly? Why, has An An forgotten how those two brothers died?

You should hate me, you should hate all of humanity, you shouldn't give up.

He continued to provoke Lin Zian, his voice lingering in Lin Zian's ears like a devil's sound: "After I pierced their bodies with my ice blades, the zombies tore their flesh apart alive, and then dug out their internal organs and devoured them. Perhaps now there is not even a trace of their existence..."

"Fu Shang, shut up!!!" Lin Zi'an turned his head, the hatred in his eyes almost turned into reality, and he wished he could cut Fu Shang into pieces.

Why do you feel uncomfortable when I accept my fate?

It was obviously you who turned me into this half-human, half-ghost appearance. It was obviously you who caused all this. Why are you unhappy?

Fu Shang looked at Lin Zian's eyes, which had regained their spirit, reached out and touched the corners of his eyes, and said with satisfaction: "This is how you should look at me."

His eyes suddenly turned dark: "Hate me, hate everyone, and then try to escape..."

In the end, you will find that you can never escape the prison I gave you...

Will you despair and cry helplessly like before?

Looking forward to that scene...

"hiss--"

Fu Shang's originally scattered thoughts suddenly came back to his senses. He lowered his head to look at the wound that was bitten by Lin Zian and bled. His eyes narrowed slightly and he whispered, "You are really sharp-tongued. Should I be glad that you don't carry viruses when you bite people?"

"Ah... I don't carry the virus..." He muttered again in a low voice, then his eyes moved away from the wound and looked at the blood on Lin Zian's lips. His expression suddenly became weird and sick.

Lin Zi'an looked at Fu Shang, who suddenly became silent and had no idea what he was thinking, and his heart began to worry.

These days he still wasn't used to Fu Shang going crazy from time to time. When he was quiet, that was when he suffered.

Before, he drew blood, cut flesh, and performed a dissection. What did he want to do now?

Fu Shang looked at Lin Zian's gradually becoming uneasy expression. He couldn't suppress the thoughts in his mind, and the desire to explore in his eyes became stronger.

He was seen gently stroking Lin Zian's face, as gentle as if he was treating a fragile object.

But what Fu Shang said made Lin Zian unbelievable: "You said, since you bite people without carrying the virus."

"So, if someone bites someone from below, does that mean there is no virus?"