The Female Lead is Raised by Bosses

050

When the third-level zombies stopped and stuffed themselves into the bottom of the shelf, the clatter in the back kitchen disappeared, and the space quieted down. As a result, the sound of "dong" made again in the door was clearly heard.

Something is hitting.

"Don't get too close." Luo Yesheng pushed Bai Tuanzi behind him, frowning at the small door in front of him, a little puzzled in his eyes.

When he entered the back kitchen to investigate, he found this small door and pushed it in to see it. There was no one or zombies. He is still confident in his inspection ability.

There was a sudden sound now... the strong muscles of the man’s shoulder blades swelled up, and he could not be taken lightly at any time in the face of unknown circumstances.

The right hand moved slightly, a flame burst out.

Open the small door, the space behind the door is where the back kitchen puts the debris, there is no skylight, the visibility in the room is very low, the flame in Luo Yesheng's hands becomes the "light" for walking, dispelling the original Y darkness.

Some of the things placed on the iron racks were cluttered, the ground was littered with garbage that could not be seen as it was, and the air smelled of Y cold and unpleasant.

There was a half-man-tall old rice tank in the corner, and the surface was covered with dust and fine spider webs. These were exactly the same as the situation he came in to check and control, and there was nothing more.

The only difference is that the rice cylinder that Luo Yesheng determined that the zombies could not be installed made a crash at the moment, and it was precisely because the rice cylinder was only half a person tall that made him subconsciously ignore the possibility of something in it.

Luo Yesheng can directly use the power to break the rice tank, but in case there is an individual hidden in it, he did not do it and said "Who?"

There was another "dong" in response.

"Uncle Luo, is it a monster?" he asked curiously as he came in.

"It is estimated that." Luo Yesheng nodded. If it was a human, it was time to answer him.

Luo Yesheng approached Mi Cylinder, as if he noticed that someone was approaching, and the "dong" sound stopped.

The rough palm of the man lifted the wooden board above the rice jar. The contents of the rice jar were exposed to the line of sight, and it was difficult to see Luo Yesheng's face sE instantly.

"Uncle Luo?"

"Don't come!" Luo Yesheng almost snorted.

Frightened by the side, he dare not pass by.

The old zombies' gray eyes SiSi stared at Luo Yesheng's back, five fingers moved, it seemed that he wanted to teach this cook who dare to roar his most important baby, but in the end did not do it.

If it breaks down, it is not easy to find a cook again, and the old zombie thinks blankly.

"By the side, you and your grandfather went outside to continue to look for supplies." Luo Yesheng turned his face, and his expression had returned to normal.

"Okay." Although she was curious about the monster in the rice tank, she walked out the door obediently.

Looking back at the door, Uncle Luo just seemed angry.

Is it because of the monster in that big barrel?

In the recognition, the other monsters ran away when they saw Grandpa, so they were a little curious about the monster that didn’t leave in the big barrel-isn’t that monster afraid of Grandpa?

After walking out, Luo Yesheng wrinkled his eyebrows and looked back at Mi Cang without expression. There was a small zombie in her face. From the face without rot, she was probably about the size of the side... …Or smaller, with a black face and no T age.

Combing two claw braids, g stained blood on the corners of the mouth, the dark skin on the forehead broke, and the black blood Ye ran down the forehead and landed on her long eyelashes.

The young zombie Luo Yesheng had seen a lot, and wouldn’t let it come by. First, she didn’t want to scare her, and second... The kid’s zombies had their arms cut off, and her legs were the same-that is, she had only A body T is in it, without limbs, like a person.

When she was alive, she was cut into limbs and thrown into this jar of rice.

The little zombie was so weak that she couldn't even make a sound. The sound of the impact just now was made by hitting her head against the cylinder wall. Even if she smelled of fresh flesh, she just opened her mouth.

Five years ago, the end came without warning, indicating the arrival of the law of the jungle. In a world of weak meat and strong food, there is no longer a normal moral order. Many people are forced to grow, be killed, and be killed in the brutal end of the sudden. Forced to become cold.

This is understandable, all for survival.

However, there are some people. After the end of the world, it is not difficult for Si to evolve the ability, the expansion of power encourages the evil in their hearts, and releases the beasts that are imprisoned in the world of normal order, thus throwing their sprawling minions towards their compatriots. ...

If the small zombie in the Mi cylinder existed before the flying dragon camped at the Holiday Hotel, then she should have been discovered by the flying dragon's people long ago, and no normal person would place a small zombie in an important place such as the back kitchen.

Excluding this, the answer is called out.

This little zombie was cut off by the dragon's limbs and thrown into the rice tank before his death. Perhaps it is a pastime when bored, or some other disgusting reason... But as the dragon leader and most members Si died, The remaining members of the Flying Dragon evacuated the hotel. The little nV child thrown in the rice tank became a zombie and was found by the side.

The little zombie raised his head dullly, and his gray eyes were staring at Luo Yesheng quietly. Luo Yesheng's fingers slightly paused, and then he stretched out and stuck her thin neck as usual. As his hand approached, the little zombie opened his mouth instinctively to bite.

With a click, the fragile neck fractured and the head of the little zombie fell softly.

After a while, Luo Yesheng walked out of the door and saw the little PGU holding the K leg of the third-level zombie with his hand, trying to rescue the zombie zombie who stuck his head and could not get out.

——The head of the third-level zombies is extremely good.

Seeing this scene, Luo Yesheng couldn't help raising his mouth. It was hard to believe that the stupid zombie on the ground was a b-level ability before his death. This is far from the "great uncle Zhu Yuan" in the mouth.

The little face turned red.

The reason why Grandpa is not allowed to help, because the little girl is worried that Grandpa will break Uncle Zhu Yuan's leg!

The little girl who could hardly move loosened her hands breathlessly, wiped the sweat that did not exist on the head, and looked at my best expression, clapping her hands, and said to the third-level zombie on the ground, "Uncle Zhu Yuan, you are still yourself Find a way."

"Uncle Luo." Seeing Luo Yesheng, the little girl ran over, "What is this?"

Luo Yesheng took a pendant in his hand.

"I got it from the monster, her name was engraved on it." Looking at the small red-white teeth, Luo Yesheng glanced at the old zombie again, some complex emotions flashed in her eyes, thanks to her one even if it became a zombie Still want to protect her grandpa.

otherwise……

The sight of the little zombie flashed before Luo Yesheng's eyes.

He finally remembered why he felt a little familiar when he first heard the name on the side, as if he had heard it before.

Before he and Feng Leijie reached a cooperation to come to Jinxin Community, one of Feng Leijie's men said that they had leaked and said that there was an nV person who wanted to protect themselves, and lied to Feng Leijie. It was reported that there was supplies in Jinxin Community and there was a small man named Bianbian nV Child-As a result, I found that not only did I have no supplies, but also a small nV child, I met two senior zombies, so I kept busy.

...

"By the side," Luo Yesheng said with a serious heart. "In the future, I will meet the kind of person who is a bad guy at first sight. Remember, don't talk to them, just let... let Grandpa come out."

Think about it and feel wrong.

A person's good or bad can't be distinguished by appearance, even a five-year-old nV child.

Yu Luoyesheng is busy narrowing down the scope. "As long as you are actively approaching you, you can't believe them casually. Be vigilant. If they have any wrongdoing against you, you let Uncle Zhu Yuan bit him!"

It is impossible for the old zombies to bite.

This fifth-level zombie is like a banned monk among zombies, and he is very taboo about "eating people".

He frowned and shook his head heavily. "No, you can't let Uncle Zhu Yuan eat people."

"..."

Luo Yesheng grinded the molar after grinding, raised his hand and gently pinched the face of the little girl with a feeling of bAng. The little girl was so sincere.

Not knowing the other side, the Seventh Prince staring at the screen glared at his hand, gritting his teeth and sliding the screen intolerably -

A kitchen knife floats from the corner, turns left and right, as if in the calibration direction, so that Luo Yesheng's claws can be cut off!

"Who?!" Luo Yesheng looked coldly, and a blaze of flames hit the kitchen knife suspended in midair.