Quickly wear, pregnant lady, the male protagonist who has no descendants loves her like crazy

Trat stopped Zhao Jinyang from speaking, glanced sternly at the zombies slowly approaching Li Zhixuan, and smiled smugly.

Lian San was the first to notice this. He was so frightened that he trembled and his voice trembled. "Chief... Chief, zombies... are coming."

The reason why Lian San was so scared was that countless zombies walked out from behind Trat and Zhao Jinyang.

Li Zhixuan's lips turned pale, but his momentum remained unchanged. "Trater, what do you mean? Did you do it on purpose?"

Trater smiled coldly and said, "Yes, I did it on purpose. Brother Zhao and I are working together. If you look down on Brother Zhao, you are looking down on me, Trater. How could I let you go?"

Li Zhixuan and Lian San took fighting poses. Li Zhixuan's eyes were sinister, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's my fault, but I'm here to cooperate with you. I'm more capable than Zhao Jinyang, so why don't you choose to cooperate with me?"

"Why?" Trat shook his head sarcastically, because Li Zhixuan treated the woman he liked as a toy, and he, Trat, was not someone who would swallow his anger.

Trat waved his hand, and the ice mist moved along the ground towards Li Zhixuan.

This was the first time Zhao Jinyang saw Trat use his supernatural powers, and his ice-based supernatural powers were indeed extraordinary.

Just like when Trat summoned zombies, Zhao Jinyang was shocked speechless. Trat obviously did not have any psychic abilities, but the fact that he could control zombies already surprised Zhao Jinyang.

Li Zhixuan and Lian San's feet were covered in ice mist, and then their entire legs were controlled and unable to move. They could only watch the zombies approach them.

And these zombies seemed to be teasing them, walking slowly towards them on purpose.

Li Zhixuan knew that he might die here today, but he would not beg for mercy. Begging for mercy was not his character.

"If you want to kill me, why not kill me quickly?"

Trat crossed his arms and looked at Li Zhixuan's embarrassed appearance. He no longer had the mood to tease him, so he raised his hand and grasped the black stone around his neck.

The zombies rushed towards Li Zhixuan and Lian San as if they were injected with chicken blood.

The shrill screams echoed throughout the entire factory. Zhao Jinyang frowned the whole time. He seemed to have underestimated Trat. And every time Trat controlled the zombies, he would reach out for his necklace. This necklace must have another secret.

The tragic deaths of Li Zhixuan and Lian San seemed like an illusion. When the zombies dispersed, nothing was left on the ground except a large pool of blood. Even their clothes were gone.

Zhao Jinyang glanced at Trater who remained calm and said against his will, "Trater, you are indeed an eighth-level psychic. Your abilities are truly impressive."

Trat sneered in his heart, but he still had no expression on his face. "Brother Zhao, don't think too much. I just can't stand Li Zhixuan's style of doing things. He looks down on Brother Zhao, which means he looks down on me, Trat. How can I let him go?"

"But now is not the time to think about these things. Brother Zhao, please follow me back to the Morning Light Base."

"Go back to the Morning Light Base?" Zhao Jinyang raised his voice, then looked at Trater with understanding, "Brother, do you want to control the Morning Light Base and become the leader of the Morning Light Base?"

"Yeah," Trat nodded slightly, then said, "Morning Light Base is the largest base, and it has more psychics than the Survivor Base. We have a better chance of controlling the Morning Light Base and defeating the Zombie King."

Somehow, everything that happened in the factory reached Quan Xizhao's ears. In fact, this was the result of Trater's deliberate act. His purpose was to let Quan Xizhao know.

Zhao Jinyang cooperated with him, and the Chenguang Base fell into his hands again. If Quan Xizhao wanted to be his leader in a down-to-earth manner, he would definitely come to the Chenguang Base to find him.

Everything in the Morning Light Base was indeed much stronger than Trat and Zhao Jinyang had imagined. This was also the result of Li Zhixuan's exploitation of the psychics.

Looking at the psychics who were lying like quails in the square outside, Trat shook his head helplessly and said in a not very fluent tone, "Li Zhixuan is dead. Now I am the new leader of the Morning Light Base. I will not control and exploit you like Li Zhixuan did, but if I ask you to do something, you must not disobey me, otherwise Li Zhixuan's end will be your end."

"I will lead the Morning Light Base now. Believe me, your good days are coming."

The hatred of Li Zhixuan in the hearts of the psychics has reached its peak. Now that Li Zhixuan is dead, it no longer matters to them who is the leader.

The psychics raised their hands and agreed with Trat's words amid cheers.

Zhao Jinyang was even more impressed by Trat. Trat had a great ability to win people's hearts with words.

Quan Xizhao arrived at the Chenguang Base faster than Trat had imagined.

Looking at this leader who was just in his early thirties, Trat personally brought Quan Xizhao a glass of red wine.

"What a rare guest! I didn't expect the leader of Yueyang Base to visit our Chenguang Base."

Quan Xizhao picked up the wine glass and drank the red wine in it. This action showed his trust and respect for Trat.

"I came here this time to form an alliance with Chief Trat. Our Yueyang Base and Chenguang Base have always kept to themselves, but from now on, I want to build a good relationship with Chenguang Base."

Tratt's mouth curled up into a triumphant smile, then he sighed and said, "I guess Brother Quan already knows that I have a grudge against the Zombie King. Do you want to have a good relationship with me? Brother Quan, you have to think it over carefully."

Quan Xizhao nodded firmly and said, "The Zombie King is a zombie after all, and is the enemy of us humans. Building a good relationship with Chief Trat is also the result of my careful consideration."

Zhao Jinyang stood behind Trat without saying a word. Although he knew in his heart that if Quan Xizhao and Trat had a good relationship, the result would not be good, but in order to cooperate smoothly with Trat, Zhao Jinyang would rather be a villain.

"Okay." Trat raised his glass and drank the red wine in the glass like Quan Xizhao. "Since Brother Quan said so, how can I disagree? Our Chenguang Base welcomes Brother Quan to visit us at any time."

Jinjin Qiao discovered that Wu Ling was always standing in front of the bed and looking outside these days, looking like he was worried about something. This made Jinjin Qiao feel more and more uneasy.

"System, it seems like something bad is going to happen"

[Not like, but definitely]

Wu Ling turned around, rubbed Qiao Jinjin's head soothingly and said, "What's wrong? Your little face is as wrinkled as a bitter gourd."

Qiao Jinjin opened her mouth and said, "Wu Ling, did something happen? Tell me so I can be mentally prepared."

"Ha," Wu Ling said in a flat voice, "They are just some small fry who overestimate their abilities. Don't worry, Auntie, I will protect you and the child."