Natural Disaster Simulator: I won by laying hundreds of billions of materials

Chapter 139 Strange Man 2
Those zombies should have just eaten, with fresh blood stains on their bodies, minced meat hanging from the corner of their mouths, and disgusting liquid slipping down as they ran.

The man had a clear goal and ran straight towards the crowd. The zombies became more excited when they saw more living people, and ran over with roars.

"Ah, it's scary, there are zombies!"

Sun Hanxue was startled, and hurriedly ran behind Chen Qingke to hide.

The man was still muttering, as if he was very angry with these zombies, "Why are you still chasing after me, my good friend has been killed by you, you should pray sincerely, and pray that his undead forgive you."

"..."

This product is good for the second grade.

There were bloodstains on his white robe, and the smell of blood stimulated the zombies, almost whichever direction the man ran, the zombies would follow in that direction.

"Don't come here, don't come here," Sun Hanxue turned pale when she saw the man approaching her, and waved her hands frantically, "Go away, don't come near me!"

Chen Qingke originally protected Sun Hanxue behind him, but when he saw that the zombie was getting closer and closer to him, he pulled Sun Hanxue forward with his backhand and hid behind him.

"Chen Qingke, you..."

"Oh! Why are these devils still chasing me? Who can help me?"

He seemed to do it on purpose, wherever Sun Hanxue and Chen Qingke hid, he would go there.

Seeing that pair of scumbags scurrying around, Liang Yingsheng decided to help because of this.

Just when he was about to make a move, Cao Lei raised his pistol and killed two of them, and the rest were dealt with by the rest.

"Wow, wow, it finally stopped, Amen, sin, sin, what is going on with these monsters, are you killing people?"

The man sat down on the ground and panted heavily, "Thank you, thank you, you are very good people."

Looking at it this way, Liang Yingsheng realized that this man was still of mixed race, with thick eyebrows, long black eyelashes, deep eye sockets, and a stupid light in his dark pupils.

He obviously has a young face, but he has a beard that is longer than Yi Songping.

"Where are you from, sir?"

Asking someone to clean up the corpses of the zombies, Cao Lei handed over a bottle of water.

The man took it with his palms together and thanked him, then unscrewed the bottle cap and started drinking.

"Sir, you haven't answered my question yet."

"Oh brother, don't worry, I am so obvious that I am definitely not from your country, but my mother is, I have been learning the language of this country since I was a child!"

As soon as he spoke, the thick accent instantly made everyone present laugh.

In fact, it is easy to guess from his clothes, he should be from a Middle Eastern country.

"My name is Mansour. My friends in this country call me Oman. I am from country D. God bless me. When those devils came out, I was a guest at my friend's manor. Unfortunately, his manor fell later. My friend came with me. Escape here..."

As he said, he covered his cheeks with his hands, "Oh! My God, my friend was bitten to death by those devils to protect me. Why did those devils do this? They will be punished by God sooner or later!"

"..."

He casually approached Liang Yingsheng and muttered in a low voice, "Is this man called Mansur mentally ill?"

Liang Yingsheng spread her hands, "Maybe more superstitious."

That's not possible, that's quite...

However, maybe other people's countries respect these things more?
"Mr. Oman, do you have nowhere to go now?"

Aman nodded, "It's gone, the true God Allah and the great Jesus are not blessing me, I am now a lonely person, and I can't even go back to my own country."

It sounds pitiful.

"If you don't mind, you can leave with us, we live in a shelter."

Oman's eyes lit up, "Really, it is indeed the country my mother loves deeply, and the people in this country are really wonderful."

When it slipped, a strange sound sounded, Oman subconsciously covered his stomach, "Sorry, I haven't eaten all day and night."

Cao Lei shared half of the steamed bun with him.

Oman sighed while eating: "Good people, you are really good people."

It was getting late, and everyone began to pack their things and prepare to go home.

Aman is a hardworking person, jumping around and almost everyone will ask if he needs help.

Moreover, he is particularly enthusiastic about Yi Songping, just because they both have beards.

Cao Lei was in charge of driving back to Jiangnan Middle School, and Aman sat in the back row with Liang Yingsheng and others who knew him well.

"You have a good relationship with Uncle Beard, so I will also have a good relationship with you in the future. Although the world has changed, I believe that there will be a day of recovery. Let me pray for you."

After saying that, he made a gesture of the cross on his chest.

Xue Kai was very curious about this friend from the Middle East, mainly because his words were too funny.

Suddenly, I understood how those foreigners felt when I spoke English.

Sure want to laugh, right?

Liang Yingsheng was observing Oman's eyelashes the whole time. They were so thick that women were envious.

"Aman, how old are you?"

"Beautiful lady, I am 23 years old this year."

He casually pointed to his beard, "Why is the beard so long at such a young age?"

"Oh, beautiful lady, it's all because this terrible world doesn't give me a chance to shave! But now I think this beard is very sexy, just like that bearded uncle, full of kindness."

love?

The person in a car subconsciously looked at Yi Songping.

The black blindfold alone makes him look like a pirate.

Is the taste of people in Middle Eastern countries so unique?

Aman is a chatterbox, he chattered non-stop along the way, but he got along with everyone.

Moreover, he seems to regard himself as a bodhisattva who saves all living beings, and he has a heart of compassion for everyone.

"Then the man-eating devils are not out of their original intention. We should forgive them. My wish is that one day humans can live in peace with them."

"It's really a great wish."

Sun Hanxue was acting strangely on the side.

"Miss, your tone doesn't sound very good. Do you hate me?"

Xu didn't expect Aman to ask herself so bluntly, Sun Hanxue was taken aback, and twitched the corner of her mouth, "Why do I hate you, Mr. Aman, don't get me wrong."

"Miss, I'm the most accurate judge of people. How do I feel that you, how to say it in your country's words, don't look the same?"

He sneered casually, and quickly corrected: "Aman, that's called duplicity, you are really accurate, that woman is duplicity!"

Seeing that he was praised, Aman scratched his head shyly, "Oh, beautiful lady, I decided to be good friends with you."

Randomly imitate his accent: "Oh, Oman, then I will be your good friend!"

"..."

Emotional neurosis is contagious.

(End of this chapter)