This zombie looks different

Of course.

"What did you want to say just now?" Mo Ansen remembered Zhong Qiuchen's mention of Chen Xiaochen just now.

"Nothing." Zhong Qiuchen looked at Chen Xiaochen.

Is Chen Xiaochen really on the sixth floor?But he obviously didn't feel anything before.

Being sized up and aware of his gaze, Chen Xiaochen, who was going down the stairs with one foot and one foot, immediately looked at him. Facing Zhong Qiuchen's sudden sight, his fair cheeks were slightly flushed.

Zhong Qiuchen withdrew his gaze, and wondered for a while whether his brain was broken, so he thought about worrying about the father and son.

"I saw some paintings on the walls of the cinema hall on the sixth floor. It was very strange. It seemed that someone was painting signs, but I was not satisfied with many of them." Zhong Qiuchen changed the subject.

"Sign?"

"It wasn't painted before the virus outbreak, it should have been after that."

"After the outbreak of the virus?" Xue Weiwei took the time to look up, "Could it be the expedition team that came here last time? They are quite free."

Wu You glared at Xue Weiwei, "Didn't everyone say that the shopping mall was full of zombies when the exploration team came to get gasoline, so the exploration team failed to get all the gasoline away."

"Ah..." Xue Weiwei came back to his senses.

"The exploration team should have come two years ago, that is to say, there were zombies everywhere in this mall two years ago?" Hai Yin was surprised.

When she said this, everyone was taken aback for a second, and immediately a bunch of questions popped up.

Zombies were everywhere here two years ago. Those signs were painted in the past two years?

Not from the Expedition Team, so where did they come from?

survivor?

What kind of survivor is so bored, and even went to the cinema to draw?

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing how to react for a while, the city was more troublesome than they expected.

With nothing more to look for, a group of people headed out of the mall.

Mo Ansen used his abilities to take away all the barrels he found, while Xue Weiwei hugged a box of jelly noodles he found.

Chen Xia and Chen Xiaochen walked last, seeing Zhong Qiuchen and the others go out, Chen Xia deliberately lagged behind by half a step to block Chen Xiaochen whose eyes were filled with steam because of Zhong Qiuchen's gaze.

Being blocked, Chen Xiaochen looked up at Chen Xia, calmed down a bit, and went around Chen Xia to push the door.He and Chen Xia didn't have a good relationship in the first place, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they hate each other.

When he came to the turning door, Chen Xiaochen tiptoed and put his hand on the doorknob. He wanted to push the door, but his movement stopped.

After a pause, Chen Xiaochen said unwillingly, "I didn't find it, it's not nearby."

He doesn't want to talk to Chen Xia, but he doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes, he already doesn't want Zhong Qiuchen to be hurt because of his selfishness.

He could tolerate Chen Xia, but he couldn't tolerate Zhong Qiuchen being hurt because of him, nor could he tolerate Zhong Qiuchen being hurt itself.

Chen Xia frowned, "Are you sure?"

Chen Xiaochen turned his head to look at Chen Xia, his eyes were full of maturity and anger that did not match his three or four-year-old child's appearance, could Chen Xia really treat him as a child?

Chen Xia was silent, if Chen Xiaochen really didn't find that guy nearby, where did that guy go?

He has been here before and met Zhong Qiuchen, he must have noticed Zhong Qiuchen's identity, but since he already knew that Zhong Qiuchen was their king, why didn't he show up?

Doesn't he want to get close to the king?

Or is there anything more important than the king?

Chen Xiaochen ignored Chen Xia, and pushed the door hard, but the turning door remained motionless, but his slightly padded feet slipped back due to his own strength, and his head almost hit the door.

Faced with this, the veins on Chen Xiaochen's forehead suddenly popped up.

Chen Xia's mood suddenly improved. He stretched out his hand to push the door, and at the same time looked down with a smile, "Come on, Dad will help you."

"Go to hell."