It was a quiet environment, without a trace of noise.
If it weren't for the smell of zombies in the wind, An Qing would even doubt whether the apocalypse was her dream.
Forty-Nine held her arm and pulled her away little by little.
It was so tight that it even made it difficult for her to breathe: "Forty-nine" "If you were to die with me, would you be willing?"
Forty-Nine's arms relaxed slightly, he looked down at An Qing in his arms and asked seriously.
Living is An Qing's mission, how could she be willing?
After she hesitated for a moment, Forty-Nine smiled, and he took An Qing into his arms again: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you don't want to, as long as I take you with me when I die.
Okay."
An Qing saw the seriousness in Forty-Nine's eyes.
Her heart sank slightly, and she also had a new assessment of the upcoming enemy.
"They are coming."
Forty-Nine's hand tightened again, and he whispered in An Qing's ear.
Anqing heard the sound of helicopters, heard the sound of cars, and heard the footsteps of many people, all heading in his direction.
Her heart became tense for no reason, and she tried her best to smile at Forty-Nine: "In order to survive, I have no choice but to fight."
As she said this, she tightened her hand on the weapon.
The people who came are not zombies, but a group of people who are more terrifying than zombies.
They have weapons, they have superpowers, and they are determined to win.
Before those people made a move, Forty-Nine moved first.
He tied An Qing and himself back to back with a belt.
There was only one sentence in his mouth: "If you die, you can only be with me."
An Qing smiled.
Things had reached such a point that she couldn't think of anything else but to fight hard.
In fact, she could have resisted when the belt tied her, but she didn't.
An Qing didn't know how stupid it was to block bullets with a kitchen knife, but she did it.
Looking at the flying bullets, her arms began to fly the fastest in history, "Puff, puff" and landed on An Qing.
The bullet brought up a splash of blood, and there was a fishy-sweet feeling in her mouth.
Forty-Nine seemed to feel that An Qing was hurt.
The corners of his mouth tightened into a straight line and he roared: "You are not allowed to die until I die."
Forty-Nine's slender hand stretched out and grew rapidly.
Countless branches and leaves began to spread and expand. , they blocked bullets and blocked all attacks.
An Qing felt that her blood was constantly gushing out.
She heard many noisy sounds, and she even heard Forty-Nine calling her not to die in her ear.
"We are really going to die together this time."
An Qing said this last thing before losing consciousness.
She didn't know how brutal the fight was.
She didn't know that in order to protect her, Forty-Nine protected all the branches.
She was allowed to be attacked by others, but she didn't know that when Forty-Nine finally fell, she said, in fact, I can't bear to have you die with me.
When An Qing woke up again, she found herself lying on a cold experimental table.
Her body was covered with tubes and she couldn't even speak.
"The experimental subject wakes up and can extract specific data."
With such words, An Qing felt her whole body tingling, blood, and she felt her blood flowing away.
An Qing struggled, but she couldn't move even a little bit, which only further stimulated those people's interest in her.
She spent every day in pain, dying and coming back to life, and having her blood and other information extracted repeatedly. tgt ttrgt: