It is not a dream to earn more than 100 million a day when others save the world and I open a shop

Chapter 11 The Nightmare Has Begun (Seed Shop)
But Lorraine had a hunch that even if she asked this question again, the other party would still use the art of language to blur the answer.

Facing the attitude of winning Qin Ge, Luo Lan could not, and did not dare to use strong means to subdue the other party. After all, the above had confirmed that there was indeed no such person as Win Qin Ge in the country.

There was no such person, and he suddenly appeared in the occupied city, with a stock that was not right no matter how you looked at it, what was wrong with Ying Qin Ge was almost eye-catching.

And these too many doubts made the country dare not treat Ying Qin Ge in an ordinary way. After all, what if he didn't agree with the other party and ran away.

The more he thought about it, the more he had a headache. Luo Lan skillfully responded to Ying Qin Ge's greeting, and then continued to focus on the crowd below.

"I also find it absurd to put the hope of ending the end of the world on one person, but it is really the only expectation at present.

I really miss the ordinary but peaceful life before the end of the world, and I know how much everyone here hates this life of worrying all day long, so in the face of a hope, I will do my best to do what I can do , I also hope that everyone can contribute. "

The voice of the discussion below gradually weakened, and everyone looked at Lorraine on the stage, listening to every word she said.

Luo Lan took a deep breath, looked at Ying Qin Ge again, with apology in his eyes.

"Next, I want to tell a secret. Before I say this secret, I want to say sorry to Mr. Ying Qin Ge, because it violated your privacy. I hope you don't hate this country because of it. If you hate it, please hate me. It was my own strong request."

For the sake of the overall situation, Lorraine took the blame without hesitation.

"The secret is that after verification, there is no such person as Mr. Ying Qin Ge in China. In other words, Mr. Ying Qin Ge has no obligation to help our country turn our hopes into reality. He can leave at any time."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Under the hope is the thin ice that may break at any time. It is indeed inappropriate to announce this secret, but it is better to announce it than someone who does not know and angers Qin Ge.

And rather than taking this hope as a natural obligation to win Qin Ge, fighting for protection with a sense of crisis can make Chinese people restrain their behavior.

Luo Lan didn't hide what Ying Qin Ge did, so people found Ying Qin Ge standing in the corner one after another. The handsome young man was half leaning against the wall, and did not deny Luo Lan's statement.

"So for the sake of our future and the safety of those around us, I implore everyone not to be against the current. Of course, if someone is obsessed with obsession, I don't mind coming to do some ideological work for him."

Lorraine showed a bright smile, but the person who saw this smile instantly understood the threat and killing intent contained in it.

If you are not good, I don't mind getting rid of you.

Seeing how lethal Luolan was on the battlefield, Wang Ziyi silently blew a suona in his heart for the guy who might be dealt with by Luolan in the future.

Lorraine's speech soon came to an end, and the image of Ying Qin Ge in everyone's hearts gradually became closer to a fragile porcelain doll, but this fragile did not refer to physiology, but to psychology.

Thinking of his previous attitude towards Ying Qin Ge, Wang Ziyi felt guilty for a while.

Brother, you would never have imagined that your brother and I almost became the sinners of all mankind.

Wang Xiulin, who was missed by Wang Ziyi, threw the chair in his hand forward, and then dragged his body on the ground to retreat in embarrassment.

The zombie with only one person left opened its mouth split into eight petals, its long tongue popped out, swung the thrown chair away, and walked towards Wang Xiulin like a cat catching a mouse.

Outside the window, shrill screams, screams of pain, screams of terror and excitement, and many other sounds kept running into the room, squeezing into Wang Xiulin's ears.

The rotten smell approached step by step, and Wang Xiulin, who was overtaken by the zombie, was tightly wrapped in his hands by the tongue that popped out, and his whole body was pulled in front of the zombie like a sacrifice.

The zombie's eight-petal mouth was like the tentacles of an octopus, revealing rows of yellow and black teeth inside.

"boom!"

"What did you say?!" Wang Ziyi's eyes were about to burst, and the pistol fell to the ground without any hindrance. He grabbed the man's collar with a terrifying and pale expression.

What does it mean that there are a large number of mutated zombies appearing in the base? !Obviously nothing happened before departure!
The person who was caught by the collar waved Wang Ziyi's hand away, and said impatiently: "It's not me who did it, why are you yelling at me?"

When the news came out, no one was worried about something happening to their relatives, but it didn't mean that Wang Ziyi could take his anger out on him.

Wang Ziyi, who was pushed away, picked up the pistol in a panic, and ran out in a hurry, ignoring the shouts of the people behind him.

No, he must go back!

No one knows where the mutated zombies appeared from. When people found their figures, the nightmare had already begun.

The neck was bitten off, and the black and foul-smelling liquid dripped onto the floor. The rotting body lost its support and fell straight towards Wang Xiulin.

Wang Xiulin, who had reacted from the sudden change, ignored the pain and numb buttocks from the fall, and pushed away the zombie body that fell towards him with both hands.

He gasped for the rest of his life, looking at the creature standing in the air in horror and amazement.

Just half a second ago, the zombie's teeth were about to bite through Wang Xiulin's skin, tearing off a large piece of flesh and blood from his neck, and a large piece of green flooded into his vision.

A rose that Wang Xiulin had only seen an hour ago, in front of Wang Xiulin, exposed its lamprey-like mouthparts, bit the zombie's head with lightning speed, and sliced ​​the zombie like a hot knife through butter. Zombies split in two.

Noticing Wang Xiulin's gaze, the rose that bit the zombie's head with a bang sound paused, the gorgeous and passionate flower lowered its voice, and the size of an adult's fist made Wang Xiulin wonder if he was dreaming.

Otherwise, why would there be such an outrageous and crazy thing? !
Under Wang Xiulin's gaze, the rose produced leaves that looked like hands, greeted Wang Xiulin, and then swallowed the head of the zombie in the torus with a thud.

The abnormal bulge goes all the way down the branch from the receptacle, and the situation goes smoothly like food entering the esophagus.

Moving his eyes along the bulge, Wang Xiulin finally found out where the rose came from.

The football-sized bulge obviously couldn't pass through the crack in the window damaged by the rose, so the branch on the side whipped up.

The fist-sized hole in the window was half gone in an instant, and the bulge disappeared from Wang Xiulin's sight.

Before Wang Xiulin could speak, the strange movement on his body quickly drew his attention back.

Wang Xiulin, who thought the zombie was not completely dead, instinctively stepped back, but the wooden door behind him was firmly against his body.

(End of this chapter)