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He’s Super Sticky - Chapter 147

Published at 6th of June 2022 07:17:35 AM


Chapter 147

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The thunder ball hit the machinery not far away and blasted the huge machinery into debris. The small zombie quickly unfolded the spiritual barrier to block out the flying mechanical fragments.

Although it prevented the debris from wounding people, the sound of mechanical bombing still spread, and the huge explosion rang through the world.

In the warehouse not far away, Hu Jiao and the four people were tossed by sleepy insects. Because of the huge explosion sound, the four people were shocked for a while. After the four people looked at each other, Hu Jiao hurriedly got up from the ground and walked to the door of the warehouse.

A factory not far away was ablaze with fire.

Hu Jiao remembered that the direction was just the direction of Mo Yan and the little brother.

She can't help worrying.

"Brother Moyan's power level is much higher than ours. If he can't deal with it, it's no use for us to worry." Su zining comforted Hu Jiao, "besides, it's not necessarily dangerous to find them."

The loud noise shook Hu Jiao's spirit, but Guan Xiaoxiao, who was on the side of the sound source, didn't wake up at one o'clock.

Or they can't wake up.

In a small corner of the factory, when the explosion sounded, several people's eyelashes shook, as if they wanted to wake up and see what happened. However, no matter how they wanted to open their eyes, their eyes were usually coated with glue and couldn't open.

There was a look of pain on their faces, as if they had fallen into a nightmare and couldn't get rid of it.

Mo Yan and the little zombie are indifferent to the movement caused by them. They are not afraid that the loud noise will wake up the object they want to do, nor will it lead to zombies in other areas.

Mo Yan hugged the little zombie and kissed it. He spoiled and pinched the little Zombie's upturned nose. Then he put the little zombie on the ground.

"I'm here watching you."

The little Zombie's eyes were filled with joy. He stretched out his hands, hugged Mo Yan's neck, stood on tiptoe and rubbed Mo Yan's nose with his nose.

Mo Yan looked at the coquettish action of the little zombie and rubbed the head of the little zombie.

When the little zombie had done enough, he went to Guan Xiaoliu. The little zombie stood quietly in front of Guan Xiaoliu. After standing for a while, he held out his hand. A light green vine appeared in his palm. The little zombie moved his fingers. The vine seemed to be given life. It crept on the ground like a snake. It climbed towards Guan Xiaoliu. Finally, he wrapped around them and bound them firmly.

After this, the little zombie tilted his head, and his mental power spread, turned into thin needles, and fiercely stabbed into the eyebrows of the six people.

"Ah"

The six people who had been zombied and couldn't wake up screamed and finally opened their heavy eyes.

As soon as they opened their eyes, they saw a small zombie in a black cloak in front of them.

There was no light in the factory. Their power level was low. They could only vaguely see a black figure and a pair of scarlet eyes in the dark.

They were startled, and suddenly there was another scream.

There was a flash of lightning in the sky, which injected a light into the factory. The little zombie looked up and showed a pale face.

"Zombie!" Guan Xiaoxiao screamed. His eyes turned white and he was going to sleep again. The little zombie was pricked with a spiritual needle. Guan Xiaoxiao trembled and was full of energy.

"You kill him!" Guan Xiaoxiao screamed in fear without fainting. He wanted to reach out and push several people around him to fight. After pushing Guan Xiaoxiao, he found he couldn't move.

"Help, I don't want to die, I don't want to become a zombie!"

"Zhu Qin, aren't you a fire power? Burn your things quickly."

"I can't send out my powers. What's going on?"

"Don't eat me, don't eat me, I'm not delicious."

……

Several others also found themselves tied up and unable to move. They screamed and talked nonsense. At the same time, they twisted their bodies violently and struggled to break free.

In the middle of the struggle, they also try to move their bodies and hide themselves behind others.

Everyone wants to hide behind others, but as soon as everyone hides behind, they will be pushed to the front by others and face the little zombie.

Impatience flashed in the eyes of the little zombie. His wrist moved, the vine was pulled by him, and the six fell to the ground.

Without looking at them, the little zombie took vines in one hand and walked outside the factory.

The six people were dragged behind by the little zombie and rubbed against the cement ground. The little zombie dragged the six people walking as if they had no weight in their hands. Their footsteps were as light as ever without any effort.

Outside the factory, there are still storms, lightning and thunder.

At the first time when the little zombie walked into the wind and rain, Mo Yan, who had been standing aside, took a step forward and held the other hand of the little zombie.

Before the rain fell on the little Zombie's skin and cloak, it evaporated.

The cold hand of the little zombie was held by Mo Yan's warm hand. He turned his head and rubbed his head against Mo Yan's chest.

"Even if it's all right, you can't get in the rain." Mo Yan scowled and taught the little zombie who ran into the rain when he didn't agree.

Although every heavy rain after the end of the world can make zombies evolve, and the degree of ferocity is closer to one floor, Mo Yan is inexplicably afraid of these rains. As soon as he sees the little zombie in the rain, his heart seems to be tightly pinched by a palm of his hand.

He always felt that the rain was not friendly to the little zombie.

Therefore, even if he understood the function of the rain, Mo Yan didn't want the little zombie to be drenched with the rain. He would rather kill more zombies and feed the little zombie to eat the crystal core.

"Roar"

The little zombie whispered to Mo Yan.

Mingming's voice was only a little lower than that in ordinary days. It was still higher than that in ordinary times, but Mo Yan just heard a taste of soft waxy coquetry.

The little zombie is really flirting with Mo Yan for caress.

Mo Yan's serious face softened and smiled, "good, obedient, go back and hurt you."

Mo Yan approached the little zombie, and the exhaled heat sprayed on the little Zombie's face. The little zombie narrowed his eyes intoxicated. The thief looked up quickly and stole a kiss on Mo Yan's lips.

"Roar"

The little zombie thief is proud.

Mo Yan smiled in a low voice, and his eyes fixed softly on the face of the little zombie.

At this look, he was suddenly stunned.

He blinked and raised his hand to touch the face of the little zombie.

Suddenly there was a burst of pain on his lower leg. Mo Yan stopped the action on his hand and looked down. He saw Zhu Qin lying down beside his leg with his mouth open. A pair of eyes prayed and looked at him fiercely.

"Help us. We're wrong. Let us go."

"We'll give you whatever you want. We'll be obedient and let us go."

"I don't want to die. It's Guan Xiaoxiao's and Zhu Qin's fault. No matter what I do, kill them if you want to. Don't kill me, don't kill me."

"Can you live to this day without me? You wolf hearted dogs."

……

The six people cried in the direction of Mo Yan, begging Mo Yan to let them go, mixed with Guan Xiaoxiao's curse.

But Zhu Qin bit Mo Yan's leg tightly and didn't open his mouth.

At the moment they saw Mo Yan, what else did they not understand? This man was with the zombies. They had only done some trivial things before. This man not only hurt them and let them rain, but also ran to take their lives in the middle of the night.

Zhu Qin was also afraid and wanted to ask Mo Yan to let them go, but he was a little angry. His original intention of biting Mo Yan was to make Mo Yan pay attention to them all the time, but after biting, Zhu Qin didn't want to let go.

Since they are going to die, he will let this man taste it. Zhu Qin thought fiercely.

However, when Mo Yan's cold and frosty eyes on the team, a chill rose from the bottom of his heart. He was inexplicably timid. I counseled and loosened my strength by biting Mo Yan's mouth.

Before he could completely let go, Mo Yan's legs moved. Zhu Qin and Guan Xiaoxiao immediately flew out for a meter and fell heavily to the ground. At the same time, a green vine pulled heavily from them.

Zhu Qin was the first to bear the brunt. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. With the blood, he spit out a mouthful of white teeth. All his teeth were shaken off by ink words.

"Roar"

The little zombie roared angrily, and the scarlet pupils glowed faintly.

Mo Yan hugged the little zombie, gently patted the back of the little zombie with his big hand, and gently comforted the little zombie who was angry because he was hurt.

After a long time, the little zombie was quiet.

And Guan Xiaoxiao was too frightened to speak again.

"Ink, ink."

"Good, I'm fine." Mo Yan kissed the little Zombie's lips, "finish what you want to do early, and my husband will go back and hurt you."

The little zombie held Mo Yan's hand tightly and dragged six people forward.

I don't know how long I walked in the rain. I didn't stop until dozens of zombies appeared in front of several people.

Those zombies had received gifts from the rain. They would smell people. Their instinctive * * was aroused and rushed towards them.

This time, the little zombie didn't directly deter the group of zombies from getting close to them. Instead, he moved his wrist, untied the vines on Guan Xiaoxiao's body, and then stood aside with Mo Yan's waist.

Seeing dozens of ugly zombies running towards them, Guan Xiaoxiao screamed in horror. When the little zombies let go of them, the six people ran in the same direction. However, they were injured and were still in the process of zombie, and their hands and feet were stiffer than usual. The speed of this meeting was not as fast as these zombies, and soon they were caught up by the zombies.

Mo Yan and the little zombie stood aside and watched coldly. The six people pushed others to stop the zombie and wanted to buy time for themselves. Finally, they were all caught by the zombie and bit their flesh and blood one by one.

Mo Yan turned his head and looked at the little zombie with a cold face. He stretched out his hand to pick up the little zombie, put his legs around their waist, and covered the eyes of the little zombie with one hand.

"No, let's go back." Mo Yan said softly.

The little zombie nodded.

When he returned, he was quiet all the way except for the sound of wind and rain, the scream that might be farther and farther away from him and the roar of zombies.

Mo Yan took the little zombie and hurried to the warehouse they had placed before.

The little zombie held Mo Yan's neck firmly, hung himself tightly on Mo Yan's body, and buried his head on Mo Yan's shoulder.

Hu Jiao looked at the warehouse gate from time to time. When she saw Mo Yan coming back with a small zombie, she was relieved, and the faces of the others were obviously relaxed.

Mo Yan went out for too long, and they couldn't hear anything behind. The four had to worry.

The two returned safely. They didn't touch any rain on their bodies. Their hanging heart was finally put down.

As soon as Mo Yan came in, he nodded friendly to several people, and then walked to the car with the little zombie.

"Click"

The door closed and covered Hu Jiao's sight.

Mo Yan took off the cloak of the little zombie, held the head of the little zombie and kissed the little zombie heavily. A pair of hands also impolitely glided along the body of the little zombie, and then disappeared into the clothes.

The temperature in the small car slowly increased. The little zombie was pressed down by ink. He took off his light pajamas and exposed the pale skin in his clothes.

The tentacles are cold.

Mo Yan's fingers pressed heavily on the little zombie, and his lips moved down to the little Zombie's neck. He looked at the little Zombie's smooth skin and the dark tide surged in his eyes.

Half of the flesh and skin there were rotting, and the deep wounds could see the deep white bones inside.

Mo Yan's strength increased again. He opened his mouth, sucked hard on the neck of the little zombie, and then retreated.

The place he had sucked was still pale, not like ordinary humans, with a pink color.

There was pain in his eyes.

Did his little zombie ever experience those despair and pain?

Mo Yan closed his eyes and saw the desperate faces of a few people who had just been closed. Slowly, all those faces became one person.

That's his little zombie, his baby.

Before, when the little zombie went to find Guan Xiaoxiao, Mo Yan didn't understand, but when he saw Guan Xiaoxiao pushing each other and finally being desperately bitten by the zombie and the cold eyes of the little zombie, Mo Yan suddenly became confused and had a guess.

His little zombie may have experienced such a desperate thing. He was ruthlessly pushed into the zombie group by his companions. He watched his companions leave him in despair to buy time for himself to escape. He watched himself surrounded by zombies in despair and then torn in pain.

And these companions are just a few people.

Mo Yan didn't want to guess like this, but the little Zombie's unusual behavior and special treatment and sudden trouble to Guan Xiaoxiao had to make him think in this direction.

When this speculation hit his heart, Mo Yan wanted to tear up those people with his own hands, let them fall and fly, and never have to be reborn, but he finally suppressed it. His little zombie obviously wanted to avenge himself.

"Mo, Mo." the little zombie put his hands around Mo Yan's neck, and his scarlet eyes were pure and ignorant.

He looked at Mo Yan suspiciously.

Mo Yan came back and kissed the eyes of the little zombie, pressing down the pain in his heart.

His little zombie will get better.

Mo Yan told himself.

He suddenly thought of what had happened before, his eyes moved to the little Zombie's face, his palm held the little Zombie's face, and his thumb gently rubbed the little Zombie's lips.

Just before, he seemed to see his little zombie smile.

"Baby, smile." Mo Yan said softly.

The little zombie looked at Mo Yan stupidly, and his face was still expressionless.

Mo Yan didn't give up. He demonstrated, held the lips of the little zombie with his fingers, and taught the little zombie how to smile, but for a long time, the little zombie still had no expression, and only a pair of eyes were expressing his emotions.

As if what Mo Yan saw before was an illusion.

"Mo, Mo." the little zombie raised his head and rubbed his lips against Mo Yan's lips, with astringent movements.

The little zombie doesn't understand and doesn't like what Mo Yan taught him to smile. The little zombie still remembers what Mo Yan said before and will hurt him when he comes back.

The little zombie learned Mo Yan's actions before and kissed Mo Yan slowly. His throat also made a grunt because of excitement.

All kinds of emotions in Mo Yan's heart were dissipated by the anxious appearance of the little zombie.

He looked at the little zombie with some laughter. Finally, he leaned down under the obviously dissatisfied eyes of the little zombie and fulfilled his previous promise.

Love his ignorant but charming little zombie baby.

Pink bubbles rose in the carriage.

The little zombie likes Mo Yan's close touch with him. Every time Mo Yan is close to him, he will bubble sweetly, but every time Mo Yan suffers.

It's a torture for a normal man to see or eat.

When the little zombie was comfortable and elated, Mo Yan held the little zombie, raised the legs of the little zombie and tightened them, and then put the little Mo Yan on the soft meat of the more soft legs of the little zombie.

The big rain slowly decreased. When it was bright, the rain finally subsided.

Today, there is still no sun. Since the end of the world, the sunlight with just right temperature has become extravagant. Every time it appears, it is high temperature. It is hard to find a comfortable and just right temperature.

The same is true today. There is no sun in the sky after the rain. The sky is still covered with dark clouds and the cold wind blows. Soon, the rain on the ground slowly forms ice.

But after a while, the temperature suddenly dropped below zero.

One night later, Hu Linyi didn't show any signs of zombie. Hu Jiao, who hadn't slept all night, was tired, but full of energy. She was happy to untie the rope on Hu Linyi. Then he quickly took out several thick coats and threw them to them. He hurriedly put on a black cotton coat.

Chen Maojian put on his clothes, got up and took a look outside the warehouse. He saw the frost all over the ground.

He was angry and turned to several people: "it seems that we have to stay here for another day today. There is no way to walk outside. The ice on the ground is very slippery."

Hu Linyi also came to him at this time. He sighed and cursed: "this is the ghost weather."

After reading, they closed the door of the warehouse again, and then put the stone under the door again to prevent the door from being opened by the wind.

Hu Jiao and Su zining took the firewood collected in the space, burned the fire a little, then took out the big pot that cooked last night and began to cook porridge.

When the sweet smell of rice spread in the warehouse, Hu Jiao tasted it, thought about it, and painfully took out a preserved egg that had been treasured for a long time and cut it into pieces with a knife.

Su zining saw it and was surprised: "Jiaojiao, you are so generous today. You have added ingredients to us."

Hu Jiao stared at him and continued to bow her head to cook porridge.

When the porridge was ready, Hu Jiao took out a large bowl and filled it with preserved egg porridge with enough rice grains and preserved eggs. Then she walked to the black car on the other side of the warehouse under the surprised and envious eyes of Su zining.

"Buckle"

Hu Jiao knocked on the window.

After a while, the black lathe fell, and Mo Yan's handsome face appeared in front of Hu Jiao.

Hu Jiao suddenly became nervous and cramped again.

She took the bowl and stammered: "well, benefactor, did you eat breakfast? Eat this."

Then she frowned a little annoyed, took a deep breath, showed a smile, tried her best to stabilize her voice and prevent herself from stuttering again, "you saved us yesterday, and we don't have anything good. A small bowl of preserved egg porridge, I hope you don't mind."

Mo Yan looked down at Hu Jiao's hot preserved egg porridge, and looked up at the porridge they were still in the pot. There were a lot of porridge, but there were still some not enough for the three big men and a woman after the end of the world.

Mo Yan's thoughts turned quickly. One side of his face remained unchanged. He stretched out his hand to take the porridge: "thank you."

Hu Jiao showed a relaxed smile and waved her hand. "No, you are our benefactor. We should. I'll take another bowl for your brother."

"No, that's enough."

Hu Jiao was stunned and hesitated when she turned around: "there's a lot of porridge. You're welcome, benefactor."

Mo Yan put the porridge in the car, moved the car and blocked the little zombie who wanted to show his face behind him: "my brother has a small appetite. These are enough for us."

Hu Jiao still hesitated. Food was expensive in the end of the world. She was afraid that her benefactor would be embarrassed to eat them.

Mo Yan didn't explain, just let Hu Jiao wait. Don't go yet.

He closed the window and took out three bags of bread from the space. The bread was baked by his aunt when he was in the base. His space has the function of keeping fresh. His aunt made a lot of bread. Mo Yan is more willing to prepare hot food for himself when he has time, so there is still a lot of bread left.

Rolling down the window again, Mo Yan handed Hu Jiao the bread, and then took out a bag of sausages and two canned meat: "take it to add food."

Hu Jiao was at a loss. She came to send food to the benefactor. How can she receive the benefactor's things in turn?

Moreover, these things given by the benefactor are either full or meat, which is much more precious than the bowl of porridge she gave.

Hu Jiao blushed and wanted to return the things to Mo Yan.

But Mo Yan's attitude was tough. After he stuffed things into Hu Jiao, he closed the window.

She stood helpless for a while, and then turned back to the fire.

"What just happened?" Su zining wondered.

Hu Jiao put her things on the ground and frowned: "I went to deliver breakfast to my benefactor, but the benefactor gave me these."

As soon as Chen Maojian saw bread, sausage and canned meat, he suddenly exclaimed and reached out to take it. He was slapped open by Hu Jiao: "why, it's a benefactor."

Chen Maojian exaggerated to blow up his injury: "Jiao Jiao, you're getting hotter and hotter."

Hu Linyi slapped Chen Maojian on the head and taught him a lesson. He dared to flirt with his sister.

After Mo Yan sent things out, he didn't pay attention to Hu Jiao. He had a good sense of Hu Jiao. They survived in this cruel end of the world, but they still kept their bottom line. It is because of this that Mo Yan will add food to them.

Inside the car, the little zombie was wearing Mo Yan's clothes and was clinging to Mo Yan.

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