President Ye!?The man with a very visionary and contagious state has changed?

Luo Xu kicked the female zombie on the back, causing her to pounce on her, and took the President Ye who was holding her together. Luo Xu then pressed her up, borrowing the weight of the two people to press President Ye firmly on the ground, then pressed her forehead with one hand and recited the comforting technique.

President Ye struggled hard, and grabbed Luo Xun's body through his hands.

The helpless Ye Sihua finally reacted. She realized that Luo Ying was saving her father, so she rushed up and wanted to hold President Ye's hands down.

Before she could press President Ye's hand, she was kicked away by Luo Qing. The ghoul epidemic plague had mutated and the infection conditions were unknown. However, according to Luo Qing's understanding of this virus, touching also has a chance of infection. She is not as immune as herself. It is easy for her to get infected by random touching.

Ye Sihua, who was kicked away, was a little confused and stood there at a loss.

With the soothing technique, the crazy President Ye finally calmed down, and Luo Heng almost fell out of the female zombie's back.

Oh my God, the comforting technique that I could use when I had thoughts, but now I only cast two of them, and I almost drained his magic. The magic power in this world is too low, right?

No wonder there are no practitioners in this world. With such a low energy density, people will die of old age before they can become famous after practicing.

Luo Heng took a few breaths and cursed at Ye Sihua: "You were crazy just now. What if you get infected if you touch it?"

"But...but you were also caught, me, my dad, how about my dad?" Ye Sihua was anxious and aggrieved. She just wanted to go up to help when she saw Luo Qing being arrested, but now she was scolding her.

"Thank you... Thank you..." President Ye, who was pressed by a female zombie, suddenly heard a hoarse voice in his mouth. This scared Luo Qin and jumped up. The zombie ghoul that had transformed into a corpse could actually speak? The White Walkers who had evolved for many years could not do it.

"Dad! Are you okay? It's so good..." Ye Sihua cried and wanted to rush up. Don't look at her daring to beat the scum downstairs with a steel pipe? But at this moment, she was just a helpless little girl whose father almost turned into a corpse.

"Don't...don't come over..." President Ye stretched out a hand and said hoarsely. As soon as the hand was stretched out, Ye Sihua was frightened. It was obviously not a living person's hand. It was pale and dry, and his nails tended to be bone-toed.

Luo Qing was also a little at a loss about this situation? Why can President Ye remain rational when he was corpse-like?

President Ye slowly pushed away the female zombie on his body. When he raised his head, the black tendons on his face disappeared a lot, and his eyes were not as red as ordinary zombies, but they were turbid. It was obviously not the eyes of a living person.

"I don't... know what happened...but...I should be dead, Hua Nan, Dad...can't take care of you anymore, this friend...friend, thank you? Please, please take care of her." President Ye tilted his head and jumped out in a very difficult sentence, as if this sentence had exhausted all his strength.

Are you asking for your own son? Luo Heng sighed in his heart and replied: "I will do my best."

When President Ye heard this, he squeezed out an ugly smile and turned around little by little and rubbed out.

Ye Sihua was anxious and said repeatedly: "Dad, where are you going? You won't have any trouble. Now that medicine is developed, we will definitely have a way to cure it. Dad, please sit down first." Ye Sihua said as she was so anxious that she wanted to run over to pull people, but was pulled back by Luo Ying.

"Dad, be dying, be more dignified, don't come over..." President Ye opened the door, walked to the balcony, leaned forward, turned out, and a few seconds later he heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Ye Sihua sat down on the ground weakly, stunned for a while, her shoulders thrust, and she began to sob in depression and silently.

Luo Heng took a deep breath, unable to explain what he felt, and was admiring and regretful, strong and decisive, and deserved to be President Ye with a big vision. He wanted to know such a person, but he didn't expect that the first meeting would be a perfect match. It was a pity.

Luo Heng ignored Ye Sihua and patrolled around. President Ye did make careful preparations to prepare for war and famine. In a row of rooms, Luo Heng found different places to store grain, drinking water, medicine, clothing, tents, etc., each one was classified, enough for twenty people to live here for about half a year, and this was only one floor, and the entire building had seven floors.

However, when he arrived at the stairwell, Luo Heng heard a hoarse sound from the iron door downstairs, and saw a row of blood that had already turned black, and there were still several blood marks on the door handle.

It is not necessary to see what has become of the following floors. President Ye was prepared to deal with external invasion, but was not prepared for internal infection. He should have summoned everyone to hide in this building, but he did not expect that someone from the hiding person was infected, and quickly turned into a corpse and attacked the uninfected person.

President Ye struggled to run to this floor after being bitten and injured, and then the corpse became transformed.

After analyzing these situations, Luo Qing murmured: "That female boss had been sick for so long before the corpse changed, but President Ye was scratched by biting, but the corpse quickly changed. In other words, the infection was slower than the biting corpse. What is the reason? Is it because the biting pathway infected with more viruses?"

As he thought about it, Ye Sihua's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "You... your shoulders..."

When he looked back, Ye Sihua's eyes turned red, and he obviously cried for a while, and was now looking at Luo Xu in horror.

What's wrong with my shoulders? Luo Heng turned his head and saw that the place where his shoulders had just been grabbed by President Ye was actually black and festering, and spreading to a larger range.

"Yebada! Why am I infected?" Several big question marks popped up in Luo Ying's mind. Please, he is already dead, why is he still infected? Could this virus be effective for corpses?

Luo Xu quickly took off his shirt and signaled Ye Sihua to help him check what was going black. President Ye not only grabbed his shoulders just now.

Fortunately, only the shoulders on both sides of the body were infected and had black lesions.

"Dadao, is there a knife?" Luo Heng asked Ye Sihua urgently, but couldn't wait for her to respond, so he turned around and searched the room. He just saw two large cabinets in a row of large cabinets, which he didn't open, but it was probably hidden in them.

Open a cabinet, a row of shiny automatic rifles, then open a cabinet, a set of riot armor and shields, then open a cabinet, and pistols and grenades are hung on the shelf.

Luo Heng took a deep breath: "Are the weapons of Xinzhou people of all the same level? Will there be heavy machine guns and rocket launchers?" I heard that Xinzhou was very messy before traveling through time. A fucking chairman of a chamber of commerce can get so many weapons, and it's okay to be a warlord.

He opened the fourth cabinet, okay, this time there were all kinds of knives. Luo Heng picked up a thin blade and wanted to cut it on his shoulder, but he felt the movement. When he looked back, he found that Ye Sihua followed him.

Luo Zhao couldn't help but think: Will it be too inconsistent to cut this hard? Can a fool even see that something is wrong?

Thinking of this, Luo Qing found something to bite it in his mouth, pretended to do it and pressed it on his shoulders a few times, as if he was pointing a hole, and then cut it down with a knife.

Under Ye Sihua's gaze, Luo Hun cut off the black and ulcerated place without changing his face, and then went to the warehouse where the medicine was stored to find the strap-harness medicine, and then asked Ye Sihua to help tie it.

Ye Sihua silently bandaged him, and suddenly said, "Your wound has no blood. Are you a zombie iron corpse from Maoshan Sect or something? Can you resurrect my father?"

Luo Xu's heart moved, is Maoshan Sect? This is an excuse to cover up the abnormality. He has promised to do his best to take care of Ye Sihua, so he must not throw her aside. After getting along for a long time, he will definitely show more abnormalities and must be covered up.

At least among my compatriots, the Maoshan Sect is quite well-known, especially those overseas, who believe in this. As for outsiders who don’t even know what the Maoshan Sect is, does Luo Qing need to hide his abnormality with them?

Thinking of this, Luo Heng simply agreed to Ye Sihua's statement and said, "I don't know if it's okay. The two soothing techniques just now exhausted all my strength, and now they are weak. If you can recover before your father's soul dissipates, I'll try it."

"Really!" Ye Sihua screamed in surprise, unable to sit still anymore, and said excitedly: "Then you recover quickly, your hands and feet are weak. Will you be hungry? I'll get you some food."
Chapter completed!