The world's first zombie king

The tall man found that the siege of the capture net was broken, and wanted to change the formation to continue the siege, but Gong Mo's non-stop attacks made them dodge, and could only watch Chen Wenjia slash the hands of other partners.

Even if the catch net made of special alloy is not destroyed, it still can't play its role.

The tall man lost his temper, drew his gun and shot at Chen Wenjia.Since it can't be captured alive, let's make it into a specimen!

"Chen Wenjia, come back to me!" Gong Mo watched in horror as the unprotected young man jumped up and down in the hail of bullets, and he swung his exorcism knife like a hatchet, causing harm to others at the same time, It also provoked a stronger attack on himself.

Knowing that rushing over would only make the two of them more dangerous, Gong Mo could no longer take care of it. After throwing a tear gas bomb, he wanted to take the opportunity to pull Chen Wenjia back.

But at this moment, a huge explosion came out. Gong Mo could only cover his face with his arms in the thick fog of flying stones, and half-squinted his eyes to look forward.

The low walls that the pursuers had used as shelters were blown into rubble.

The boy stood on the ruins, his body scarred by the blast was healing at an incredible speed.

None of the pursuers under the ruins survived.

Gong Mo froze on the spot.

Chen Wenjia turned his head, glanced at him expressionlessly, then jumped off the ruins and continued to run wildly forward.

"Chen Wenjia!" Gong Mo chased after him, picked up the exorcism knife inserted in the ruins, and then paused slightly beside the tall man, squatted down, picked up the communicator he had slipped outside, and then continued to chase Chen Wenjia back.

Wei Fu, who had been forgotten all this time, looked blankly at the backs of the two people going away. He unsteadily picked up the guns of the group of people, loaded them, and chased after them.

The city is not big, but there are many small alleys.This time, Chen Wenjia was not afraid of dead ends. He would turn when there was a bend, and rush up the stairs. As a result, the road idiot actually made a big detour before returning to the main road.

"...Huh?" Seeing the familiar street scene, Chen Wenjia's eyes widened.

Gong Mo, who was sweating profusely after chasing him, panted helplessly while watching him stunned, couldn't help but smile wryly.

He knew he was very angry, but not completely irreparable.

Seeing him standing in the ruins with bruises all over his body, he felt that the pain seemed to soak into his blood, spreading from his fingers to his heart.

"Chen Wenjia." He softly called this person's name again.

The boy turned his head again, looking at him from blank to angry.

He really ran back, Gong Mo panted on the spot, his hands drooping naturally, waiting for his arrival.

Sure enough, the fist hit his face the first time, Gong Mo was beaten back two steps, and before he could raise his head, he was hit again where the stitches were placed in his stomach.

"...You really know how to pick a place." He snorted twice, and finally fell to the ground.This guy's strength is still so great. Although it is not the first time he has experienced it personally, it is the first time he has accepted it without any precautions.

"Aww!" Chen Wenjia rode on him, wanting to punch him again, but when he noticed the blood oozing from his stomach, his fist immediately stopped in mid-air, and instead he grabbed his collar with both hands, violently Hitting his head on the head!

Extraordinary, how can I be worthy of myself if I don't beat you up!

I will kill you!

kill you!

kill you!

"...Wen Jia... I'm sorry..." Gong Mo was dizzy from being hit, but he still stretched out his hand and hugged him.

The boy was hugged, so he didn't bump into it.

He obviously wanted to tear this person apart with hatred, but why did his eyes feel hot as soon as he fell into his arms?

Why do I just want to cry?

"Wooooooooooooooooow..." He bit Gong Mo's neck and howled.

I am not a monster.

I don't want to not even have a buddy to cuddle with.

I am Chen Wenjia, I just want to be an ordinary person who can have a future.

Why don't you even want to believe me?

why?

He wailed loudly, obviously without tears, but still vented his emotions to his heart's content.

Gong Mo hugged him, his whole body ached.Not just the place where he was hurt, nor just because of his crying, all the complicated emotions were tangled together, which made him know for the first time what it means to be heartbroken like a knife.

"Hey, don't cry... I was wrong, I was wrong," he pressed his face against his, rubbing gently, hoping that he could feel his own warmth, "my strength alone is too limited to protect me You also protect everyone around you. But I was wrong, I was too self-righteous. I did use you as a tool in the first place."

The person in his arms struggled desperately, but Gong Mo refused to let go. "I like you, Chen Wenjia, so I will tell you everything frankly. There is no absolute trust in this world, unless we are willing to fight against this world together. You are a carrier of the zombie virus. If I let you go too far, it will hurt others It is a threat, and the fear of this threat will prompt them to restrict your freedom everywhere. So I must first lock you up."

Chen Wenjia grabbed his collar desperately, wanting to bite his neck off.

"Now that the lock is gone, you are completely free, but you are even more dangerous." Gong Mo rested his head on his and looked at him seriously, "Do you know that one reckless action of yours will make you feel more dangerous?" The whole world is following you?"

Chen Wenjia bared his teeth at him.

"You are very smart, but too simple. When everyone in this world is planning to deal with you, your freedom is fake. Because it is impossible for aliens to have absolute freedom. In this case, which side would you choose?"

His answer was silence.

Chen Wenjia broke free from his arms, stood up, and looked at him indifferently.

Gong Mo's heart sank.

He knew it was difficult to persuade him, but when he really faced his hatred, he still felt uncomfortable.The confession just now seemed to have never happened, leaving no trace in the young man's heart at all.

"Wen Jia, I..." He wanted to confess again seriously, but saw the other party running away without looking back.

Looking at the distant figure, Gong Mo closed his eyes, swallowing the bitterness of defeat.