0p0 Chapter 239 The Green Tea Zombie King is pretending to be pitiful again 4
Chapter 239 The Green Tea Zombie King is pretending to be pitiful again 4
Xu family.
The more Xu Fengxing thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong with Ye Jia's condition today. Could it be that someone was threatening Ye Jia and not letting him be with him?
Those people are so nosy!
"housekeeper."
"Master, what are your orders?"
Xu Fengxing said, "Go check who's been close to Ye Jia recently? And that guy named Song Wenjing, he's a little weird."
Ye Jia...what's your secret?
What secret has you been holding back from telling me, yet you won't share it with me?
……
noon.
Song Wenjing went to the supermarket and bought some things. His total savings now were only over 50,000 yuan, which was definitely not enough.
The best way is to make purchases for free after the end of the world, since no one will care about it then anyway.
These days he would slowly go out to buy some food and put it into the space. The prepared food would be better so that he wouldn't have to cook for himself.
He had already tried it, and the temperature of the items he took out remained the same as before he put them in. He put in freshly steamed rice, and after two hours, it was still the same temperature.
The villain in this world is the Zombie King. He likes killing and is unpredictable. From time to time, he leads the zombie army to besiege human bases.
When the male protagonist became the zombie king, the villain happened to be in another city, not long after the male protagonist died.
The villain led the zombie army to wipe out mankind in one fell swoop. There was no living person in the world, and zombies became the only species.
The villain got bored and simply let the entire zombie army die with him, letting all the zombies die first, even if some zombies had regained human consciousness by then.
But as long as there is a zombie that opposes, that zombie will be the first to die.
So... his mission is to stop the villain from killing all of humanity, no matter what method he uses, as long as the result is right.
When Song Wenjing went downstairs, he saw a thin man next to the trash can, about eighteen or nineteen years old. He glanced at him and ignored him, thinking he must be a homeless person.
Wait... Song Wenjing slowly backed away. The homeless man was holding a safety lock, which looked very familiar...
After the safety lock was dripped with blood, there was still a trace of blood on its surface.
He walked over and grabbed his collar, "Hey! Kid..."
"Ah..." Ji Zhaoan cried out with some grievance when he was picked up.
Seeing that person trying to snatch the thing from his hand, he immediately held it tightly. This thing belonged to him and no one could take it away.
Song Wenjing paused and pinched his chin. The person in front of him looked a little dirty, his skin was pale and bloodless, and his eyeballs were white. It was obvious that he was not a normal person.
He originally wanted to take the safety lock back, but he didn't expect that the man would lift up his clothes and hide inside them, his whole body exuding a stubborn spirit.
The moment Song Wenjing saw his face, he loosened his grip on his collar and asked, "An An?"
An An's eyes were empty and lifeless, and she trembled as if she didn't hear herself speaking, hiding the safety lock in her hand.
Song Wenjing sighed and soothed him, "Be good! This thing is yours. I don't want it anymore."
When he woke up in the morning and went to buy breakfast, he found that the security lock on the table was gone. He thought that the protagonist's victim had taken it away.
Ji Zhaoan hid even more tightly, as if he didn't believe what Song Wenjing said.
"Can I take you home?" Song Wenjing squatted in front of him, stretched out a hand, and saw that the person in front of him was still shrinking.
He said like a big-tailed wolf coaxing a simple rabbit: "An An, my soft bed, as long as you come home with me, the thing in your hand will be yours."
Ji Zhaoan looked up at him, as if to confirm whether what he said was true.
"I never lie. I'll help you put on this safety lock, okay?" Song Wenjing waited patiently for two minutes before Ji Zhaoan slowly took out the safety lock.
Open your palm and there is a safety lock inside!
There was a little blood stain on the safety lock. Ji Zhaoan was just holding the rope of the safety lock when he was noticed by the sharp-eyed Song Wenjing.
Seeing that Song Wenjing wanted to steal his things, Ji Zhaoan simply grabbed the safety lock and hid it.
"Oh..." Ji Zhaoan is not very smart, but he really likes the things in his hands, and he likes the person in front of him even more.
He smelled nice, and he watched it all night last night.
Song Wenjing smiled and helped him put it on himself, "Okay."
Ji Zhaoan looked down at the safety lock on his chest and cried out in satisfaction, "Ah..."
Song Wenjing picked him up. Ji Zhaoan did not resist, but instead focused his attention on the safety lock on his chest.
When they got home, the first thing Song Wenjing did was take him to take a bath.
Ji Zhaoan sat motionless in the bathtub, not caring that he was soaked. After three minutes of silence, Song Wenjing compromised.
While taking a shower, he saw needle holes of various sizes on An An's body, as well as some severe bruises.
Song Wenjing silently helped him take a bath, wiped his body, and put his clothes on An An. He carried him to the bed and said, "Stay here first, okay?"
He handed him the bunny doll beside him and said, "I'll get the hair dryer. Don't be afraid! It will be quick."
The pleasant smell disappeared, and Ji Zhaoan slowly followed Song Wenjing's back. He smelled the rabbit doll in his arms.
It doesn't smell like...him.
Song Wenjing helped him blow dry his hair, then carried him to sit on the sofa. From this position, he could just see Song Wenjing cooking in the kitchen.
"I'm going to cook. You stay here and watch TV if you're bored." Song Wenjing rubbed his thin face, turned on the TV and searched for cartoons.
Fortunately, he didn't ignore it just now. He just had a bad feeling, so he stared at the person next to the trash can, and found that the person was holding his safety lock in his hand.
Song Wenjing was very grateful that he had been more careful.
Ji Zhaoan did not answer.
Song Wenjing walked into the kitchen with the ingredients on the ground. When Ji Zhaoan saw his back, he slowly turned his gaze to the rabbit doll in his arms.
There was a noisy sound coming from the TV. Ji Zhaoan slowly looked up, his eyes brightening slightly.
Song Wenjing brought the dishes to the table and took two plates of meat, one for cooked meat and one for raw meat. He said to Ji Zhaoan, "An'an, which one do you like?"
I originally thought that I would meet An An only after the apocalypse, but I didn't expect to meet him now. And An An has turned into a zombie.
Looking at the dense needle holes on his body, An An is most likely an experimental subject, and he just escaped from the laboratory.
Don't let him know which bastard did it, otherwise he will make that person experience it too.