Devil's girlfriend of the last days

Chapter 14

However, at this time, a figure stood in front of Fang mo.

"You, you can't go. You killed someone. Where do we get our wages?"

This is a woman. From the beginning to now, she has been very cowardly, whether when she killed or after he shot.

Until then, she stood up.

With questioning and firmness, he raised his head and looked at Fang Mo, who was tall, strong and pale. In his eyes, he burst out his hatred for him.

There were nine people left here. They hesitated before and after seeing the woman. When they found that Fang would suddenly start, they stood up together.

They had anger on their faces and hate in their eyes, as if Fang mo were their greatest enemy.

This is the reality!

Maybe some people regard small things, even when others see big things happen, as a small thing, and once they have something about themselves, it becomes a complete big thing.

They don't have much friendship with their big bellied boss, but they work because they are paid.

Under this doomsday, they still follow this rule. When they are in the warehouse, they often work before they dare to really take over the food and other things distributed by the boss.

At this time, the boss died.

For a time, they seemed to be in a state of collapse. Even if they knew Fang Mo was very dangerous, their courage erupted and then turned into anger after seeing that he didn't do it easily against the first woman to stand up.

"Why did you kill him?!"

"You murderer, thief, waiting for you to be caught, you must be sentenced to death!"

"We fought with you today!"

The more he said, the more excited he became. Until a young man stood up with a crowbar, the people calmed down, and then they seemed to have just reacted.

Both men and women immediately ran to find their own weapons, and only women kept in front of Fang mo.

This scene is very interesting.

Even Fang Mo, who slaughtered dozens of zombies and had a hard heart, looked in a daze.

But in a daze, it is understood by others as weakness.

"You go to hell!"

A young man in the clothes of a supermarket tallyman suddenly roared loudly, waved the crowbar in his hand, brought up bursts of terrible sounds, and was about to hit Fang Mo's head.

Qiang!

Looking back, he blocked this with the knife sharpening stick in his hand, and then looked at the young man with a somewhat uncertain expression and said, "you, sneak attack on me?"

The young man was startled, but when he saw the excitement and weapons in everyone's hands, his fear soon disappeared.

"So what?"

"You devil killed four people. Do you still want to attack us?"

……

Another woman stood out, holding a shovel and staring closely at Fang mo. She shouted, "let go! Let go!"

At this time, Fang Mo was holding the crowbar held by the youth. How powerful was he? Therefore, even if the young man blushed, he did not take back any money. Instead, he became staggering.

"Let go and let him continue to hit me?"

Fang Mo asked blandly that his current mood could not be completely calm, but he forced himself to calm down. Only in this way can he avoid being guided by his mood and do something wrong.

These people really dare to kill themselves!

He has made a judgment, but what makes him wonder is why they dare?

Hoo!

A shovel fell down with the strong wind. He could not think of anything else, and quickly passed forward with his knife and stick. He habitually let the man's heart come to a right place.

"Kill!"

"Ah!"

"He killed!"

These people seemed to recover suddenly. Everyone began to shrink back and dared not continue to approach Fang Mo anymore. Their faces were full of panic.

As for the woman who had been standing in front of him, she seemed to think of something and ran away quickly.

The only person closest to him at the scene was the one who first started on him with a crowbar. He breathed, kicked the trembling man to the ground, and asked the young man with doubts:

"Why, do you dare to attack me? Where on earth do you get your confidence, or are you not afraid of death?"

Then he smiled first.

"No, you're not afraid of death. You just don't believe I'll kill you, do you?"

The young man subconsciously nodded, and then saw the cold eyes looking at himself. He immediately shook his head. Under the light in the warehouse, he looked so flustered, like a mouse just climbing out of the darkness and suddenly met the light.

Fear, fear, panic, at a loss.

His legs began to tremble, and then his hands began to tremble, but for some reason, he clung to the crowbar. Even if he was scared to the extreme, he didn't mean to give up.

"So it is."

Fang Mo seemed to understand. He nodded, showed a very sunny smile, and then said to the young man, "I understand what you mean."

"If a person is in the light, he is not worthy of fear. On the contrary, if he is in the dark, has a cruel temperament and takes squeezing as his ability, he will attract a large number of people to fear him."

"In other words, I haven't done enough, have I?"

Fang Mo shook his head and sighed. Just as the young man was thinking about what Fang Mo had to say, and whether he wanted to try again to take away the crowbar, he suddenly felt a chill coming from his neck.

Then the chest poured down like hot water.

Cold and warm, at the same time.

The young man subconsciously looked at his chest, and then he called out with an "ah". He couldn't care about the crowbar. He covered his neck with his two hands in horror.

People are not zombies. There are too many weaknesses.

Not only temples, but also veins, arteries, great arteries, small arteries, eyes, nose, mouth... Etc. are weaknesses.

Fang Mo watched him twitch and suddenly felt a burst of nausea.

It's not that disgusting blood is sprayed. He just feels that such human nature is really incomprehensible and extremely disgusting.

"Stay here. You'd better not provoke me again, or I'll let you know what the cruelest way to die is."

Fang Mo turned his head and spoke to the remaining seven people like a warning.

Whether they can live or not, he really doesn't want to kill.

Virgin heart flooding?

Pooh!

He just felt that it was almost enough, and today was his first murder, but he killed several people who were plotting against him in a row.

He has begun to doubt whether he is an antisocial character.

……

"He, he's gone!"

"Well, what about these people?"

"I don't know. The boss is dead. What can we do? Go home?"

"Yes, go home!"

After a long time, the seven people dared to speak out, and then they made a decision that was unanimously agreed by everyone, that is to go home.

Thinking of the beauty of home, a smile began to appear on their faces. Although they were still a little afraid, at least they laughed, didn't they?

"Ow!"

"Ow!"

One, two, three... A total of more than 20 zombies suddenly ran unsteadily from the outside. Even if their bodies were distorted, the speed was not affected at all.