"Leave me here," the wounded mysterious detective said faintly to An Huang, knowing that he was probably hopeless.
"I'm not leaving anyone alive," Fang said firmly.
"But I..." The man looked troubled.
``It's nothing. In a place like this, even a dead person like you is useful as bait.'' Homaki interrupted the other person's thoughts with resignation.
Hearing Juan Mu’s words, everyone looked at him in surprise.
This person is truly a psychopath.
A Fang gave Fang Mu a light elbow blow to silence him, scaring his panions to death.
Fang Wu said nothing. He had planned it, but after seeing everyone's reactions, he realized that it was really inhumane to do it, but there were other ways.
He collected from everyone the thin flesh of corpses crushed by bombs. He led the way with a hand full of flesh and blood. Sometimes he threw a thin piece of meat in front of me. Spread the bait.
What I have to say is that Fang Mu's method is effective. Fools swallowed by appetite will jump on themselves. Before he can attack them all, they are blown to smithereens by a mysterious detective's explosive and coke-filled attack.
Good...
An obvious sound of swallowing reached An Fan's ears. He couldn’t help but get nervous and quickly approached Fan Mu. He alerted those around him and said, "I can hear the hunger and thirst of these Necrophiles, Dummy." I'm closer. ”
Hearing this, Fan Mu looked at An Fan with plicated eyes. He quickly wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with the sleeve of his upper arm.
The sound I just swallowed was his doing. For some reason, the zombie meat in my hand suddenly tasted delicious. Despite the stench and smell of blood, he felt like normal flesh. Food is handled pletely differently. From a human perspective, nothing tastes good, but for some reason, my long-closed appetite suddenly opened up.
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