"Prepare to land" After calculating the position, Yang Shang felt like getting off the plane within the walls of the hospital.
"Yes" His subordinates immediately prepared the rope and slid it to the ground, and then quickly found the ambush position.
Seeing that his men had found a position, Yang Shangyi fastened his seat belt and slid to the ground with Tang Dou in his arms.
Act as quickly as possible while there are still few zombies.
"Hurry up," he urged her.
The zombies that followed the plane were almost here, and the hospital's first protective net couldn't stop their crazy influx.
Tang Dou also understood this truth, and she quickly came to the gate to enter her fingerprints.
As soon as I entered my fingerprint, the Facebook scanner immediately started scanning, and then a mechanical electronic female voice came: "Ms.
Tang Dou, please answer, which generation of Tang's poisonous family are you?"
Tang Dou also rolled his eyes and replied: "Only ghosts remember" The person who listened carefully to the question felt annoyed for a while.
He didn't know which generation of his family he was.
If he answered the question like this, he would get a pass.
But what surprised them was that the mechanical female voice did not investigate, nor did she tell whether it was right or wrong, and continued to ask the second question: "Is the eleventh generation descendant of Tang syndrome a boy or a girl?"
When they heard the questions, they couldn't help but think in their hearts: Only Tang Dou can answer these questions.
But the answer to the question almost made them stumble to the ground.
I only heard her reply in displeasure: "Only one knows whether he is a man or a woman, or maybe a shemale."
What answer is this?
The electronic female voice paused and asked again: "What's your mother's name?"
The question this time is very simple.
Tang Dou should be able to give a serious answer.
Who knew that Tang Dou’s answer would also make them depressed?
"Don't you know?"
They really wanted to yell in her ears: Miss, you are facing a machine.
The programs inside are all set up.
You can’t even answer a single wrong answer.
"How many more questions are there?"
Yang Shang stared at more and more zombies climbing over the wall.
More and more zombie corpses were piling up, suppressing the protective net.
What high-voltage wires, barbs and spikes were coming from behind?
The zombies could no longer play any role, and he became anxious.
"I don't know."
She replied dully.
The mechanical female voice continued to ask its questions:
"What's your father's name?"
"You know."
She answered impatiently because she always asked questions like this.
On the other side, the people protecting her began to shoot at the incoming zombies frantically.
They had no intention of listening to the next question, because the zombie swarm was too busy to distract them.
"How many questions are there?"
Zhang Tianze was also anxious.
Watching countless zombies rushing towards him, people have been bitten or scratched by them one after another, and the protective circle has become smaller and smaller.
He is afraid that he will not know when it will be his turn to be injured or eaten by the zombies.
He can't wait for such a long time to get ahead.
His good days have just arrived, and he won't be willing to die just like that.
As he asked, he carefully observed his surroundings to prevent zombies from attacking him at any time.
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"I didn't know."
She was very impatient.
Every time she came, she would ask some boring questions, so she wouldn't come if she could.
Damn it, when he gets in, he will definitely tear apart the people who set up those boring problems.
Don't you see the crisis in front of you?
If you stay for one second longer, you will lose a life.
Not only him, but also the big men who were fighting the zombies felt the same way.
Complaints are complaints, and those nonsensical and boring questions continue to be asked: "What is the name of the tenth book on the third row of the bookcase at home?"
Sure enough, it was another bad question that only Tang Dou knew how to answer.
"Neuropathy" The people inside are just wasting their time murdering them Half of the people protecting them had been bitten or scratched by zombies, and they screamed repeatedly, making them terrified, fearing that it would be their turn next.
"Which plate of flowers in the flower room do you like?"
The door hasn't been opened yet.
You're still asking.
They really want to shoot through the camera and radio to kill the person who asked such a question.
When is it?
You're still asking.
"Carrion Flower" "Hahaha, you are finally willing to answer my question seriously."
Joyous laughter came from the radio, and then an academic question was raised: "What is the function of the corpse flower?
What are its main ingredients?
Where can you find it?"
It’s hard to take care of it.”
Tang Dou didn't want to answer these questions and turned his face away.
"Don't you see that we are fighting for our lives against zombies?
Why are you asking some boring questions?
Why open the door quickly?"
Some people lost their patience and yelled at the people inside into the small microphone.
The people inside didn't care about the life or death of the people outside, and said displeasedly: "You bastard, what are you interrupting?
I'm talking to Tang Dou.
Get out of the way and don't hinder us."
"Cousin, it's okay, we can't support it any longer."
Gu Rui also became anxious.
"Bring in all the injured, my grandpa has the antidote," she whispered in her ear.
The antidote was actually researched.
Gu Rui was extremely pleasantly surprised.
Just when she was immersed in surprise, a zombie grabbed her shoulder armor and tried to drag her away.
"Bang" Yinlang fired to help her out of the siege and cursed, "What time of year are you still acting like crazy?"
You were just crazy, and your whole family was crazy.
Although she was saved by him, she would not be grateful to him at all
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