My Girlfriend is a Zombie

"This is actually hiding. The height is also good.... And it is even shorter than the knife, so the white paws are just blocked by the handle..." Ling Mo thought, "How do you think it is an adult?" Male, this height that can basically be identified as disabled has become an advantage... Should it be a sad thing?"

The little man turned the knife, the blade turned toward the panda, and then the whole body pressed against the back of the knife and forced forward.

Although he was pressed against the wall, he did not know how he exerted his strength. The strength of this collision was no small feat.

Although Xiao Bai, who has a certain intelligence, doesn't quite understand what it is, but he doesn't know that he can't face it, and immediately jumps back.

呲——

A white mark appeared on the ground immediately, which was also drawn by the tip of the knife.

And where the big knife pauses, the tip of the knife has fallen into the ground and is as deep as two or three centimeters.

One person and one panda are smashed by a distance of less than three meters, and both sides are looking for the flaws of their opponents.

Just briefly played, Xiaobai did not give the other side a chance to breathe, but the performance of the small man is also not bad.

In this narrow place, the advantages of the melee strong are revealed.

The power that this little man showed at the time of the attack was very tyrannical. Ling Mo observed through the white eyes and found that each shot of the person seemed to have tried his best.

Each muscle, every movement, is like mobilizing every cell in the whole body, and then bringing the power of all parts of his body to both arms and feet.

After stopping the attack, his tyrannical moment suddenly converges. If it is not the big knife, then he looks like an ordinary person.

Generally speaking, like the kind of all-out attack, the whole body should be soft once, but this person seems to know how to use every power.

No... not like knowing, but his body is making adjustments automatically...

"What is this person doing..."

Ling Mo did not expect that this place would suddenly come out in the middle of the night, and also attacked the mutant panda white.

A trace of blood slipped down his hair and passed over his cheeks...

Behind the big knife, this little man finally looked up.

But as soon as he saw his eyes, Ling Mo stayed.

The man’s eyes were half-squinting, and although his eyes were in a gaze, he did not look at the mutant panda at all.

Not to mention the panda, he gives the impression that although he is squinting, he seems to be very focused, but he is not looking at anything at all.

Not only that, but his expression looks very dull, not exactly what a normal person should have after he escaped.

"Dead fish eyes are better than this look! Where did this person come from, what are you doing?

That's right... When he first entered the door, he seemed to yell something... He didn't understand the tongue completely..."

Didn't wake up? How can I go to this place without waking up?

Even if you don't wake up, you should wake up with a paw...

Ling Mo's body has also sat up, although his attention is basically on the white side, but the thing to wear clothes on the body can still do.

Ye Lian, they also sat up and looked at it doubtfully? p>

?p>

"what……"

The little man finally realized that there was liquid flowing through his face, but after he touched it, he did not react to the injured thing. Instead, he said vaguely: "I have heard about the guard. The flower monk in the vegetable garden is very powerful... I didn’t expect it to be true..."

"Flower monk? Vegetable garden?"

Ling Mo stunned, and even his body movements were slowed down.

The little man is dressed neatly, his hair is obviously taken care of, and the big knife he carries is not found anywhere in this country where the tool control is quite strict.

This kind of exaggerated weapon is estimated to be only available for customization, and in addition to him, others are really not so suitable, at least not such a perfect offensive and defensive.

In this period of catastrophe in which all industries are completely paralyzed, people who can afford custom weapons can't be the mental illness of 202 survivors in general survivors, at least the level of Yu Wenxuan...

Even if it is Yu Wenxuan, it will not say that crazy is so mad and mad...

How can this mutant panda look like a flower monk? Not only the head, it can be full of hair!

What's more, Yu Wenxuan's madness is just in front of people. What kind of force does this person have against the mutant beast?

"Let's say, where are you hiding the cabbage!" The tone of the little man sounded like a bite of his tongue, as if he were talking in a dream.

"There is no hiding anywhere! I want to eat cabbage. I have to ask ‘我’ where the bamboo is hidden!” Ling Mo was already shocked.

"Don't talk? Useless... You must have changed cabbage! You have stolen your dish!"

The expression of the little man is very dull, and it seems to be quite serious when I say this sentence...

"You use a cabbage to change it to a panda. Let me see the white cabbage, how much do you like cabbage? What are you doing here..."

Suffering from being able to speak through the panda's mouth, Ling Mo can only roar in his heart.

"do not care……"

The little man shook his head impatiently, then slammed the big knife: "It’s all cut off..."

His movements are faster than before, and faster and faster!

In the eyes of Xiaobai, almost all the coldness in front of the eyes!

Even if the general mental abilities can see the other's attack route, the body will not be able to hide.

Although white is flexible, it is too narrow here...

"You really are cutting cabbage!"

Seeing that there were several hairs on the body that had been cut, the white slammed up and the claws snapped into the ceiling.

Without waiting for the little man to cut it again, it has already swayed forward and slammed into the door from the top of the little man.

"I am not chasing the mutant beast that I ran for a long time, and I am very responsive..."

However, although the white body can squeeze into this door, but it must pass without any obstacles, but it is a little reluctant...

"Hey!"

When Xiao Bai used his strength to make the door hit a big circle, Ling Mo's body could not help but frown his eyebrows.

Fortunately, the small white hair is thick and hard, and does not feel pain.

But this time, the little man's blade is just passing behind Xiaobai.

A layer of fine white hair was fallen, and Xiaobai immediately felt the buttocks cool.

"Hey!"

"Hey, your sister! Let's lose weight!"

Xiaobai didn't dare to pause. He jumped into the middle of the shop and copied a high stool that fell to the ground and jumped to the street.

Copying the guy is a special feature of Xiaobai. When he saw it picking up the stool, Ling Mo was relieved.

It was evenly matched in a short time, because Xiaobai was bare-handed and limited by narrow terrain.

When this mutant panda finds the right weapon, it is a nightmare for those who can only melee...

They can't get close to it, let alone this little man.

The action of the Lingmo body slowed down at once, so it seems that you can get it with Xiaobai.

No matter what purpose this person suddenly appears here, as long as it is cut down, it will be fine.

"found it……"

When the little man turned to the door, in the depths of his consciousness, a sound suddenly sounded.

In the small white spirit world, the silence is also suddenly moving.

“Why is this time suddenly feeling other spiritual fluctuations? Is there anyone else here?”

The voice in the little man's mind is intermittent: "Rebel... hurt... power... should it be the one we are looking for? No, this should be just his companion, no mental attack... well, first look for Place a signal and then bring this one..."

The little man paused a little, then jumped to the rear window and found a walkie-talkie from his pocket.

When the power was turned on, he said in a very awkward tone: "Hey... the highest dish... is the highest hotel."

"Zizz..."

The smoking man who was sleeping somewhere in the room slammed up, grabbed the walkie-talkie in a reflexive manner, and then resisted the urge to get rid of the thing: "Why don't you have a walkie-talkie!" I thought you were missing! Not letting you be honest... Hey? What? The highest hotel?” rs