Apocalyptic garbage classification system

"Er Mao?"

Seeing Er Mao's condition, Li Yichen was shocked. He quickly came to Er Mao and handed the little Mao he was holding to Li Dong. He knelt down and looked at Er Mao, who was half lying in a woman's arms:

"Er Mao! You..."

Er Mao, a burly man with a bold personality, was as weak as a child at this time, with complicated expressions in his eyes, but the most common emotions among them were guilt and regret.

Looking at Li Yichen, Er Mao smiled bitterly and shook his head, and raised his remaining arm. There, there was a terrifying bite mark that was thrilling to watch.

At that time, after Er Mao flew up and hugged the armored tyrant, the armored tyrant also slapped him with the palm of his hand. However, Er Mao had rich combat experience and was on guard. He let go of his arm the moment he was slapped. Instead, the armored tyrant slapped him hard. dizziness.

After that, Er Mao blindfolded the Iron Tyrant again because he found that the Iron Tyrant's sense of balance would become very poor after losing his sight.

However, when the armored tyrant slapped Er Mao's arm for the second time, although Er Mao managed to dodge it, the armored tyrant unexpectedly turned and bit his arm. The unprepared Er Mao, although he managed to dodge, was still torn off a large piece of flesh. , dripping with blood.

Because he only had one arm, Er Mao was thrown away by the armored tyrant and hit the wall. The huge impact made him faint. Fortunately, Wan Shan and Li Dong quickly stepped forward to entangle him, so he didn't. continued to be attacked.

Seeing the wound, Li Yichen's first reaction was to take off his Tianya, and Ermao quickly put his arm on his shoulder:

"Okay, don't bother, it's too late, it's too late!"

Then, Er Mao turned his head again, looked at Xiao Mao, and said with a guilty look on his face:

"Xiaoyi! Promise me one thing, help me kill Huang Jinfu. If I hadn't stopped you at that time, Xiaomao might..."

"No! Kill Huang Jinfu yourself!"

Li Yichen looked at Er Mao, shook his head slightly, then raised his right hand and scratched the Tianya Bow, cutting the artery at his wrist, and blood slowly flowed down.

"what are you doing?"

Er Mao was taken aback.

"My body can resist the zombie virus, so it should also prevent you from being infected!"

Li Yichen put his wrist to Ermao's mouth:

"drink!"

"Are you crazy? You were injured so badly yesterday. There shouldn't be much blood left. You..."

Er Mao immediately shook his head, but before he could finish speaking, Li Yichen blocked his mouth with his wrist and shouted:

"You can drink it if I tell you to! What the hell are you talking about? Don't be such a bitch!"

Seeing Er Mao staring at him stubbornly, Li Yichen pointed at Xiao Mao who was being held by Li Dong:

"If you die, who will take care of him? Do you want me to carry this guy who needs help every day in this crisis-ridden apocalypse? This is your responsibility, don't fucking think about escaping. !”

At the end of the sentence, Li Yichen glared at Er Mao and let out a shocking roar:

"You fucking drink!"

Er Mao looked into Li Yichen's eyes, and suddenly bit his wrist, began to suck hard, and swallowed in big mouthfuls. The blood with a fishy smell, and tears spewed out of his eyes like spring water...

Xiao Mao looked at his brother and let out a whimpering cry, while Li Dong, who was holding him, turned his head to the side and blinked constantly.

Wan Shan also came behind Li Yichen at this time. He raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky with red eyes, as if he wanted to find some... auspicious omen.

Other survivors also turned their heads, not looking at the scene that might make them look weak. The female survivors tried hard to suppress their cries, fell to their knees, and prayed in their hearts to all the gods whose names they knew. The Buddha prayed, hoping that they could perform a miracle and save the man who had been protecting them with his life...

In the end, the miracle still did not appear. Perhaps those gods and Buddhas were unable to dispel the darkness of the apocalypse. After a few minutes, Er Mao's eyes began to become dim and cloudy. Then he stopped swallowing and grabbed the sole of Li Yichen's arm. The arms also hung down feebly.

"Er Mao?"

Li Yichen pushed Ermao with his hand, but got no response. He shouted louder again and shook it hard, but Ermao still didn't make any move.

Li Yichen raised his right arm and looked at it. His body's healing ability was now very strong. The wound was already showing signs of healing and blood was no longer left. He grabbed Tianya, who had been thrown aside by him, and was about to cut his wrist open again. .

"No!"

Wan Shan looked down at Er Mao, sighed softly, and squeezed Li Yichen's shoulder with his hand:

"Let him go! You did your best!"

Li Yichen abandoned Tianya dejectedly and looked at Ermao, whose eyes were wide open, and then at Xiaomao, who was crying and shaking his head. He raised his right hand, trying to close Ermao's eyes...

"Roar!"

Er Mao's mouth suddenly moved and let out a roar. Li Yichen's hand suddenly stiffened and stopped in front of Er Mao. Er Mao roared again, reached out to grab Li Yichen's arm, and opened his mouth to bite the spot where he had just sucked blood. go.

Li Yichen did not dodge, but looked at Er Mao quietly, letting him bite his wrist, twisting his head and biting hard. Everyone around him was alarmed and looked at this scene in surprise.

"Did you see it? Before, I wasted a lot of money trying to get him to drink my blood, but now, he... how proactive is he? He is no longer an Ermao, and we can no longer rest assured, leaving his back to His brother, this is a cursed world, and our final ending may be like this."

[Doudou Novels www.thedu.cc] Li Yichen said lightly:

"I want to change the world. Although I'm not sure, I want to try!"

After saying that, Li Yichen suddenly waved his right arm, and blood spurted out all over Ermao's face. However, Ermao didn't notice it and just swallowed the piece of flesh and blood that was torn off in his mouth.

Holding Er Mao down with his left arm, Li Yichen took out the spur from his boot and put his hand on Er Mao's head. The spur was aimed at Er Mao's eyebrows. He looked at Er Mao who hungrily followed the blood dripping from his wrist and looked up. Xiang Xiaomao.

Xiao Mao burst into tears, but nodded desperately to Li Yichen. Li Dong couldn't help but gently cover Xiao Mao's eyes with his hands...

"Let go! Let him watch!"

Li Yichen looked at Xiaomao and said softly. Li Dong couldn't help but look at Wan Shan, who also nodded lightly, so Li Dong put down his arm.

"puff!"

The military thorn pierced Er Mao's eyebrows hard. Er Mao's body stiffened, then suddenly relaxed, his head tilted to the side. The blood on Li Yichen's wrist was still falling on his face drop by drop, but... he could no longer feel it. Not as delicious as the blood...