"This slap is to punish you for your disrespect to me in your words today. Remember-"

"I can create you, and of course I can destroy you, you, you!"

Qin Yumo raised his chin slightly, looked down on his eyes and said in a contemptuous manner.

On Su Yaorao's delicate and charming face, Qin Yumo's sharp nails accidentally broke a blood mark, and black blood was oozing out, just like mandala poison juice.

Zombies have no pain. Only by slashing the head and digging out the crystal nucleus in their brains will they die. Even if they are missing, their arms and legs are broken, it is no big deal for zombies, let alone a small slap.

Compared to the wound on her face, Su Yaorao felt even more unhappy. After all, she was the zombie king. Qin Yumo did not leave any face for her in front of these low-level zombies.

However, Su Yaorao, who has always been arrogant and charming, dared not refute a word, nor did she dare to show any dissatisfaction.

Because Qin Yumo was not wrong, she was a person who gave her the identity of the Zombie King regardless of her past and present life.

In her impression, Qin Yumo was very powerful and mysterious. Su Yaorao said to her that she could destroy her without any doubt.

Therefore, no matter how much dissatisfied and upset Su Yaorao still put her down on her to please her.

"Yes, sir, what you said is, this time Yaorao handled it wrong. You are wronged with those low-level creatures on earth. Yaorao is willing to be punished."

Qin Yumo took out a snow-white square scarf, wiped his fingers carefully, and then threw the blood-stained brand new handkerchief on the ground, sneeringly sarcastically.

"Don't talk about others, you are just a monster I created. Su Yaorao, how high do you think you can get?"

"Ha, in my country, your zombies are just defective products of failed evolution. Look, even the blood is dirty and dirty. Who gives you confidence that you are superior? It's ridiculous!"

Qin Yumo's appearance was not like the iceberg beauty who was not as good as the worldly fireworks, completely turning into another appearance.

What you say is vicious.

In the vicious rank, even Su Yaorao consciously admits defeat.

"Sir, Yaorao knows her mistake." Su Yaorao's face felt embarrassed. She was a zombie, and her blood was black and cold, so she naturally would not blush.

Qin Yumo sneered, staggered his gaze from Su Yaorao's face, and moved his eyes to Ye Jie who was waiting with his hands down, saying, "Look at the person inside, I'm of great use."

"Yes, sir." Ye Jie said respectfully from his head down, without any arrogance in front of human beings.

"As a dog, Ye Jie, you are much better than Su Yaorao and Mu Mingyan. The only one that I am more satisfied with at present."

Qin Yumo put his hands into the pocket of the white coat, turned around and left in his high heels, "I'm going to the laboratory, you don't have to follow me."

Su Yaorao looked at Qin Yumo's back and stroked the bloody marks on her cheeks with her fingertips. She had always cherished her appearance, but now she was actually broken!

"Su Yaorao, I advise you not to have any bad ideas. That lord is not someone you can shake, it's just a broken appearance. Anyway, you are ugly, and it doesn't matter if you are ugly."

Ye Jie laughed sarcastically, saying that his language was bad, so where did he look like he was just now?

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This time, the number of high-level psychics sent to Mount Li by the Huaxia base exceeded fifty, and they were all locked in a tomb.

Bai Mo felt...a little squeezed.

But soon, as the two zombies outside eat three meals a day, the number of people is getting smaller and smaller, and the space gradually becomes larger.

Everyone had long understood that the zombies were raising them in captivity and eating them slowly, but as time went by, the supernatural powers had not yet recovered, everyone could not help panic.

When the number of people is less than thirty.

finally……
Chapter completed!