[End Times] Pretend to be on the left, face slap on the right

"......"

"Yize, you will find out one day."

"You have no feelings for Yu Zi at all."

Hearing this, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then he laughed softly as if he had realized something.

"Who knows."

At the same time, Zhao Ziyao was circling in the jungle.

Lu Chi has always been a kind of magical creature, no matter when and where, he can encounter a situation like a ghost hitting a wall.

However, Zhao Ziyao met so sadly.

But soon, he circled a new height.

In the dense jungle, a vague figure-like thing caught his attention.

Slowly leaning over, finally saw the figure of that person clearly.

No matter how estimated the height is, it is about [-] meters. It looks like a human but not a human. Simply put, it is a zombie.

God, fuck this, this, this! !

"Hey, don't be so arrogant."

The man who looked shorter than himself but looked like he was prematurely decrepit kicked the 1.6-meter zombie, and saw the zombie happily following behind the [-]-meter with an orgasm face.

Zhao Ziyao: ...

He couldn't help rubbing his forehead, the contrast was a little cute, and his little heart couldn't bear it.

Wait, if that 1.6 meters is a zombie... then that [-] meters! !

After realizing that something was wrong, Zhao Ziyao looked at the shadow on the ground. Was his shadow that big?

A hand rested on his shoulder.

"Looking for what, dear?"

Instantly frightened out of his wits, Zhao Ziyao's face became stiff and when he turned his head, his whole body was not well.

The two-meter-four climax had a malicious smile on his face, and he opened his mouth to bite down on his shoulder.

Die, die, die! !

"Hey."

"what?"

"Put it down for me, that disgusting smile."

"Oh."

Zhao Ziyao, who was so frightened that three souls lost two souls, passed out decisively, swung back 1.6 meters by [-] meters, squatted on the ground and looked at his face.

He looks pretty good, with a little boyish face.

"Hey, where's that idiot?"

"Adjutant Yuzi..."

"I'm asking you something!!"

"He He....."

"What's up with him?"

"We left him...and gone...."

"asshole!"

"That's the leader's adjutant. You know who you are, but you let him run away? Are you planning to betray the base?"

"No, no, no, we just see him as an oil bottle. Besides, his abilities are useless at all. Why did the leader promote him to be an adjutant!!"

The members of the large army with the faces of passers-by were obviously agitated, Yu Zi only gave him a cold sideways glance, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his expression eased, and he was a little playful.

"Are you dissatisfied with his becoming an adjutant? Then, why don't you have the ability to be dissatisfied?"

"I will only say this once."

"The leader has his own reasons for promoting Zhao Ziyao as an adjutant. You can't ask, and you can't ask. This is the leader's personal matter. If you have any dissatisfaction, you'd better tell the leader in person, do some small tricks secretly, and let you go this time. , but there will be no next time."

At the end of the sentence, everyone was stunned, and then they forcibly filled in their brains about the two or three things that had to be said between the domineering president and the little boy. Balabala's forcible tyranny of the president's text was not enough, and his complexion became ugly.

Unexpectedly, that guy actually had the flesh/body to seduce the leader, which is terrible.