A ray of sunlight sprinkled from the window, warm as gauze, awakening Song Beichuan from his sleep. He couldn't help but take a look below, showing the physiological reactions of normal male animals.

He recalled that night yesterday, he compared himself to Tang Monk, Liu Xiahui, and Wu Song. In the long river of history, those men who could withstand beauty could not help but admire him.

At that time, he closed his eyes and could feel Song Qian's slender hands, walking delicately and smoothly on his body, with one leg on his thigh.

A wave of evil fire rose up in his chest, but he only thought in his mind that he could not harm the little girl, and more importantly, for his future safety, he was too busy to guard the three women.

In order to stabilize his mind, he learned from the monks in the temple to recite various scriptures. In his mind, he involved all the "Tao Te Ching", "Heart Sutra", "Analects of Confucius", etc., but he could not recite them thoroughly. He mixed these three books together, not continuing the next sentence.

I fell asleep in a blink of an eye, because I was too tired to fight on the battlefield and had no intention of doing that.

The two of them tangled together and slept in a weird posture all night.

Song Beichuan turned his head slightly, turned his body sideways, looked at her soft sleeping face, and looked down little by little, and couldn't help but admire that this little girl is developing so well.

He tweeted his hair, gently took down all the limbs on Song Beichuan's body and placed them on the bed, trying not to disturb her.

He walked out of the door quietly and sorted out his clothes. He happened to run into Ye Gong. Song Beichuan was so scared that he was shocked and patted his chest.

Seeing his appearance, Ye Gong looked into the house and saw a great beauty lying on the bed with a smirk and said, "I have to keep Ye Ting away from you. Sooner or later you will have to take this child out of trouble!"

"Things are not what you think!" Song Beichuan hurriedly explained.

Ye Gong waved his hand and said, "All adults, there is no need to do so. I can only advise you to take care of yourself!"

After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving only Song Beichuan in the wind.

He shook his head helplessly, came to the living room, found a map of Shengtian City, and studied it carefully.

At this moment, the defenders at the door came to report that a man who claimed to be a Federal Town was coming to see Song Beichuan and discuss important matters together.

Song Beichuan thought for a full minute and said to the soldier: "Please come in."

It didn't take long for him to bring a man with him. He seemed to be not old last year, and maybe he was just over 20 years old.

He looks white and clean, wearing black-framed glasses, has clean and neat hair, has a good temperament, and looks like he is well-read in poetry and books.

But when I saw people, I was a little uncomfortable with talking. When I saw Song Beichuan looking at the map there, I just stood there.

"What's wrong? Isn't there something to say?"

"It's hard to speak out when you're busy."

"What's wrong with this, you just say yours."

"My name is Zhou Tongliang, and I am the son of Zhou Yun, the mayor of Federal Town."

Song Beichuan nodded, recalling that the Fisherman's Gang was also a son who came to talk to him. After suffering such a big loss, he was not the kind of person who fell twice in the same place, so he had a point of defense.

"Are you here to surrender?" Song Beichuan said directly.

Zhou Tongliang was shocked. He never expected that Song Beichuan was so sharp and indeed well-known. He was a man who could beat Deng Xiong hard.

Before coming here, I stopped my father from being so impulsive and became enemies with Deng Xiong. Now it seems that my father is still a mature father and has a unique vision.

After wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Zhou Tongliang slowly spoke: "My father told me that Deng Xiong did everything he wanted, but now the Federal Town was forcibly pulled into Deng Xiong's side was not my father's intention, but it was difficult to get out now. I just hope that by then, on the day the two armies fought, they could cooperate with your army and create great achievements together!"

Song Beichuan listened to him for a long time before he raised his head, looked at him slightly and said, "What should I use to ensure your loyalty!"

He suddenly stammered and didn't know how to answer.

This person, one father at a time, obviously had no opinion on himself, but Zhou Yun was willing to call his son, which showed that he was still very sincere, but his level was a little worse than the dead Liu Yu.

"I dare to use my life to guarantee it!"

Song Beichuan stood up, walked slowly to him, and said, "Then remember what you said today, don't think I am a good person. What I hate most in my life is betrayal. I will make you die in great pain."

He said this slowly, as if it was engraved in Zhou Tongliang's bones. He only dared to lower his head and did not dare to look directly at Song Beichuan's terrifying aura.

He nodded repeatedly and asked carefully: "Then have you agreed?"

Song Beichuan sneered and thought to himself that this was really a nerd. Instead, he became interested and asked, "Where did you read?"

When he asked, Zhou Tongliang was stunned and said, "I studied in the UK."

"Being able to get into a British university means that your brain is not stupid. Get rid of your father's shadow and follow me in the future. Don't continue to be weak."

Zhou Tongliang felt that the man in front of him had a magical magic that could see through people's hearts. He was afraid of his father and was very strict with him since he was a child, so he told him to go east and he dare not go west, and gradually developed a dependence personality.

"Don't continue to be weak." This sentence was like a spell, swaying in his ears. Flames appeared in his heart for a long time. He didn't know how he got out of here and how he got into the car.

Driving on the road, looking at the blue sky, thinking about whether he is a man worth following, and the answer is undoubtedly yes.

Song Beichuan liked him very much, so he deliberately tried to win over him. Although he looked a little stupid, he had a premonition that this person would definitely achieve something in the future.

At this moment, Ye Gong walked over with a panic look and said to Song Beichuan: "No, Zhang Yi ran away!"

Song Beichuan was not too anxious and said, "It's no big deal if you run away. You can capture him once, but it's not bad for the second time. What's more, his role is to prove our strength to you. He has already joined forces with your Yaodonghui, so he has lost his effect."

Ye Gong shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly: "You can see it!"

At night, Zhang Yi killed three or four guards, snatched weapons, and went all the way out. When it was dawn, he drove to the original base camp of the Destruction Corps, but found that it was empty inside at this time.

At this time, he was sleepy and tired, thirsty and hungry, so he thought in his mind about where they would run.

However, when he was out, he suddenly saw a woman kneeling on the ground, which aroused his curiosity.

She put her upper body on her back to Zhang Yi, unable to see her face. He thought that she had been raped by someone and threw it here and fled herself. After all, this kind of thing often happens in this era.

When Zhang Yi saw her smooth and delicate skin, he felt unconscious. He wanted to see how she looked. If she looked good, maybe she would take it back and enjoy it well. Wouldn't it be a happy thing?

He slowly walked to the woman and teased, "What's wrong with you? What's going on? Why don't you even wear clothes?" While saying that, he took off his clothes and planned to put them on the woman.

At this moment, the woman suddenly turned her head.

Zhang Yi's body froze instantly. The woman in front of him was not a human being, she was clearly a zombie!

And it is also different from other zombies. Her skin is extremely smooth, no different from normal people, and there is no decay. However, after a glance at that face, it lingers day and night.

Her cheeks were torn apart, and her mouth was full of fangs that did not belong to humans. Even zombies looked much more normal than her. Her fangs looked like some kind of fish in the deep sea, and her eyes were different, and they were all blood-red. On the bright morning, it seemed to be flashing with red light.

Hearing Zhang Yi's voice, he slowly opened his big mouth full of fangs. The big mouth seemed to have no limit, and you could see the dark flesh wall inside.

A bright red tongue stretched out, with sticky saliva on it.

Zhang Yi's body froze. He didn't even dare to run away. He had seen zombies, and even giant zombies, but it was the first time he saw this as terrifying.

I saw the zombie in front of me slowly standing up. It turned out that she was not kneeling on the ground, but her lower body was tied in the soil, just like a hunting behavior of some kind of creature.

She stood in front of Zhang Yi and made a disgusting cry. Her lower body, which was pierced in the soil, was not human legs, but like spider legs, turned into a four-legged arthropod, covered with a black hard shell on the outside.

Zhang Yi suddenly recovered and remembered that he was still carrying a gun on his back. He hurriedly held the gun behind him in his hand, gently pulled the trigger, and fired the bullets out in one go.

But this weird female zombie reacted surprisingly quickly. Her four black spider-like legs sank slightly and jumped two or three meters in an instant.

Then the tongue in his mouth shot towards Zhang Yi like an arrow. The speed was too fast, and he couldn't react at all, so his tongue wrapped around his neck a few times.

Then, he tightened his arms and saw Zhang Yi being dragged over, breathless, and his hands were tightly pressed against his tongue around his neck.

But it was too late. The zombie had opened its bloody mouth, and the sticky saliva fell on his face, making an unstoppable fishy smell.

She didn't use the huge fangs. Perhaps the existence of these fangs was not to tear the prey to pieces. She raised her neck and swallowed Zhang Yi little by little. Her stomach swelled very much, like a balloon that was broken with a poke.

Zhang Yi still had consciousness in his brain. He could feel that he was swallowed little by little. He also regretted why he had to escape, otherwise, he might be able to live for a while.

After eating, this weird zombie returned to the pit just now with expressionless expression.
Chapter completed!