Traveling to another world, I made a two-dimensional girl into a card

It is obvious that Fang Qingyun's combat experience is not as good as Evelyn's. Even though this body has rich fighting skills, this is not a reason for Fang Qingyun to use them flexibly immediately.

Looking at Evelyn who climbed up stubbornly, Fang Qingyun hesitated for a moment and chose to throw the dagger far away. Nothing he did was against the rules during the life-and-death fight just now. Now facing Evelyn whose fighting power was greatly reduced, he had the energy to hold back. After all, Evelyn was Viola's sister. The most important thing now was to subdue her, not to kill her. The previous fight for her life was to let her see his determination, and now he wanted to beat her as hard as possible to make her lose the ability to resist.

It was difficult for Fang Qingyun to guarantee that he would not kill Evelyn while holding a knife. If he got too excited, he might just stab her in the back. In the previous confrontation, it could be seen that this girl was the type who cared about her reputation and was greatly influenced by the spirit of chivalry. Everything she did was to ensure that Fang Qingyun and her would face each other one-on-one. When Fang Qingyun really gave up his advantage, she would not launch a sneak attack or take out the knife again.

As expected, Evelyn did not conjure up another dagger, which made Fang Qingyun slightly relieved, so he threw away his engineer shovel. Evelyn chose to directly engage in physical combat with Fang Qingyun, fists and palms hitting each other, elbows hitting each other, this was a physical confrontation between the two people, but also a confrontation of determination between the two people.

Fang Qingyun relied on his advantageous height and arm span to suppress Evelyn outside her attack range with quick punches, not seeking to cause damage but only to prevent her from getting close.

Evelyn is also feeling very aggrieved now. She didn't expect that the zombies made by a general like her should be stronger than Fang Qingyun, who is at the level of a personal guard. However, when she confronts him, she is repeatedly at a disadvantage.

How much reinforcement did Lady Viola give him? It was enough to allow a guy at the level of the Royal Guard to go head-on with her adjutant.

In fact, Viola didn't give Fang Qingyun even a little bit of enhancement, and she didn't even think about this matter. She still thought that the battle between Fang Qingyun and Evelyn was of the kind that required stripping off pants and spanking. Instead, it was Fang Qingyun who gave Viola a holy weapon.

Evelin's jealous and sour look made Fang Qingyun laugh. What's wrong? You can't beat me, so you say I'm the one who's fighting? I'm just kissing Viola now, and you're reacting so strongly. When we sleep together, and I put you in the middle, you're going to explode.

Of course, the "sandwiched in the middle" here refers to the kind of person who sleeps with the child and ensures that the child will not roll under the bed. Fang Qingyun is not the kind of person who gets horny when he sees a woman. The most borderline thing Fang Qingyun can think of is to punish Evelin to be a maid, let her learn the eight major cuisines of China, and feel the weight of the foodie history book.

Fang Qingyun, who was distracted, felt the power of Evelin's fist weaken, and he collected his scattered thoughts. Evelin, who was just punching each other, seemed to have lost her fighting spirit. She lowered her head, pitiful like a lost kitten: "Lady Viola, it's actually very difficult to deal with the shampooer... You don't know anything at all..."

Fang Qingyun felt a little soft-hearted, but he wasn't sure if this girl was just pretending, so he decided to test her: "Why are you still here to stop me? Without my help, Viola's chances of winning will be even smaller."

Evelin wiped her tears pitifully and said, "I knew you knew nothing. Now, Lady Viola is doomed to lose."

Fang Qingyun was irritated by Evelyn's attitude. I hate the Riddler the most. It's fine if I don't say anything, but you still say my wife is not good enough? He was very protective of his daughter and scolded Evelyn without any hesitation: "You keep calling her an adult, but you don't trust her. You don't even have the courage to stand by her side, and you still have the nerve to be her adjutant. Humph, you might as well go back to school and make some brainless zombies to help her more."

Fang Qingyun began to list Evelin's stupidity one by one: "You say that you are a person who recognizes Viola as an adult, but you don't stand by Viola's side? That's fine, you can say you have your own ideas. Then when you stood on the side of the shampooer, why didn't you bring a soldier with you? Bringing a few more people will definitely deal with me, and then Viola will have to follow you obediently? When something happens, you stand on the wrong side and make stupid mistakes. What can we expect you to do? After being Viola's adjutant for so many years, can't you learn from Viola?"

Evelin was a little afraid to look at Fang Qingyun, because Viola was not very careful, and she was usually careless in doing things. When it came to important matters, she would rush to do it alone. In fact, Evelin was influenced by Viola in this aspect, but for the impression of Viola in Fang Qingyun's eyes, she chose to bear it all, but she still shed tears unconsciously because she was wronged.

This girl, Fang Qingyun was so upset when he saw a girl crying, especially Evelin, who was so aggrieved and tried to suppress her tears. She had just fought for Viola and was as fierce as a flat-headed brother. Why did she become a crybaby now? Fang Qingyun didn't know what to do when she started crying. He was the worst at dealing with crying children. If Viola saw this, even if she didn't scold Fang Qingyun, Fang Qingyun himself would be embarrassed.

“Okay, okay, stop crying. I’ll take you to find Viola, okay?” Fang Qingyun coaxed Evelin humbly, “No matter what the consequences are, at least face them with her.”

“You said, take me to see Lady Viola, and don’t go back on your word.” Evelyn raised her head, wiped away two tears, spread them evenly on her face, and returned to her original appearance as a well-behaved little maid. If Evelyn was a killer, the person being killed would never have dreamed that this weak-looking little girl actually had such brutal fighting skills.

Fang Qingyun smiled and patted her head heavily: "Little guy, why don't you object to my relationship with Viola now?"

"A rational male zombie is very valuable, especially one who is hostile to the shampooer." Evelyn regained her original elegance. "Lady Viola's political views are outliers in the shampooer's one-sided opinion. If you meet a rational zombie with similar political views, it is possible that he will choose to commit himself to you. Be thankful, guard. Lady Viola's love for you is the greatest luck in your life."

Fang Qingyun couldn't deny that this might be their luck, that they met each other and opened their hearts to each other in a plot like a prince saving a princess, although Fang Qingyun "opened his heart" in the physical sense at that time and "cut off his arm to save his life" and became a "troubled" person.

"Come on, little maid, follow me to find your Lady Viola." Fang Qingyun dusted off his body, fixed the chest plate with a hole in the middle, and walked out of the alley.

Evelyn limped along stubbornly, but perhaps because of the thin energy of hell, the spell expired and her fixed knee broke again, causing her to fall to the ground with a bang.

Looking at the broken calf that could swing at all angles, Fang Qingyun sighed. It seemed that surgery was necessary.

Fortunately, she is a zombie. Fang Qingyun felt that he had sighed for this month. Now he had to take Evelin over. Do you think Fang Qingyun would carry her like a princess? Or carry her on his back to improve his favorability? No, now that he has Viola as his lover, it is not appropriate for him to have ambiguous behavior with other women, even if she is her sister.

Unconsciously, Fang Qingyun was also influenced by Viola. He chose to hold Evelyn under his arms in a very uncool way, just like Viola had held him.

Evelin, who was originally quite moved, struggled hard: "I warn you, guard, you are offending Lady Viola's adjutant, put her down immediately and use the most appropriate etiquette to get her on your back, otherwise the consequences will be serious"

Fang Qingyun simply ignored her and walked away with her like a briefcase. Evelin gave up resisting, hoping that Viola wouldn't see this embarrassing moment.

If Lady Viola saw it, my dignity as an adjutant and a maid would be completely lost.

When Fang Qingyun arrived at the battlefield, the majestic hell machine had been paralyzed on one side, with thick smoke and flames bursting out of its body. The torn hole was like the wound of a giant beast, and the various organs inside the wound were twisting, squirming, and trembling as if they were alive. From time to time, there were a few hell cannons spinning around on the outside. They had become decorations as their energy supply facilities had been cut off. Their twisting appearance was like the instinctive reaction of a dying creature, and it seemed that they were not far from being completely destroyed.

Viola stood in front of the wreckage of the Hell Machine holding a saber, while the shampooer was still immersed in the anger of the destruction of the Hell Machine. He stood on the other side of the Hell Machine in a rage, forming an opposition situation with Viola.

It's like the confrontation between DIO and Jotaro in the third part of JOJO, except that Jotaro lost an arm. But every loss has its own gain, Viola lost an arm, but what part did she gain compared to Jotaro?

At this moment, Fang Qingyun came to Viola with Evelin, who was covering her face. This reckless action shocked the protagonists who were peeking at the side. When they saw Fang Qingyun's familiar face, they were naturally stunned.

The protagonists discussed for a long time when Carl shot and killed an unknown person. They later confirmed that the zombie pilot did have his own consciousness, which gave Carl a terrible idea: the person who was shot that day was not really one of our own...

Things are in the past, and the protagonists couldn't come to a conclusion after discussing it, so they simply let the doubt go. But it was still a thorn in their hearts. Now that a zombie with the same face walked up to them openly, the dusty doubts could be brought up for discussion again.

Could this guy be immortal? Carl looked through the scope, feeling doubtful. An immortal guy appeared in the zombie civil war... No way, maybe it's just a simple facial resemblance? Carl decided to observe for a while.

Chapter 43: Parents are in true love, and the child...well, not really a child

Viola turned her head while holding the saber. Her profile under the military cap and the cloak behind her looked quite cold. This unfamiliar side of her made Fang Qingyun seem unable to recognize her for a moment.

The next second, she saw Evelin, who was holding her face under her armpits. The little adult was treated like this, and the contrast was hilarious. Viola laughed without caring about her image, and the familiar Viola was back. Fang Qingyun looked at her and laughed unconsciously, leaving Evelin, who was extremely ashamed and wanted to get into the ground.

As he laughed, Fang Qingyun looked at Viola's empty sleeve. The blood had stained her dark-colored dress darkly. His expression became serious: "What happened?"

Viola was a little embarrassed as she played with her long silver hair with one hand. The saber in her hand almost disfigured her. She twisted her hair in circles with her fingers, and her expression was a little evasive. It was obvious that she didn't want to make Fang Qingyun worry: "It's okay, let's focus on the things in front of us first." She quickly changed the subject, and her unconfident look stunned Evelyn next to her.

She had never seen Viola like this before. How could Viola not be full of confidence? She was so calm and composed, as if she would not change her face even if the sky fell. How could she be like this after being asked a question?

The shampooer over there, who was furious about the destruction of his hell machine, finally made a new move. The pool of blood rapidly expanded from under his feet, dyeing the ground that seemed to be covered with a fungal carpet blood red. Fang Qingyun lifted his foot and found that there was not even a bit of blood on the sole of his shoe.

The pool of blood covered almost the entire battlefield and stopped in front of the rebels who were observing from a distance. Then, zombies emerged from the surface of the blood, one after another. They were born so quickly that Fang Qingyun had just put down Evelyn, who was still lying in his arms, and the zombies rushed towards them like a wave.

More importantly, these zombies all have the same face, that of the Shampoo Man. It is as if an army of clones carved from the same mold are surging over in layers, and the Shampoo Man's real body is hidden behind this blasphemous creation.

Carl raised his hand and stopped the rebels who were about to open fire: "Don't fire, these are zombies fighting for power. Let them fight, and we will just take out the winner."

The unstable orange light dissipated in the shampooer's hands. This was his last energy. Having lost the holy weapon, no matter how he tried to obtain energy, he could control less and less. It was foreseeable that he would soon die from lack of energy.

Rather than dying like that, it is better to use up the energy. This is his last rays of light and his way of leaving. The body of the shampooer was disintegrating, and the flesh on his body was slowly flowing along his bones like melting candles.

"Can you still use the energy now? Traitor!" The shampooer laughed crazily, at the cost of his own life, combined with the affinity he had developed from long-term contact with the holy weapon, he was able to seal the power of the holy weapon in a short period of time.

Under such a sneak attack, Viola groaned and fell softly on Evelyn. The extraction of the energy of the holy weapon caused her to be shocked for a short period of time, just like an engine using low-quality gasoline. It was shut down for a short period of time and needed to slow down before it could get up. This time was enough for the replica of the shampooer to tear her apart completely.

Evelyn tried her best to support Viola and prevent her from lying in a pool of blood. Having been stripped of her strength, she also lost the ability to summon a portal to leave the battlefield. Her broken leg made it difficult for her to move. She could only sit on the ground, dragging her broken leg, and using the submachine gun that she had used to shoot Fang Qingyun to put up a tiny resistance.

Fortunately, the shampooer's replicas were not invulnerable. Their heads were shattered one by one under the shooting of the submachine gun. Evelyn felt something was wrong after firing two shots. Not only did she lose her magic, but she also lost her strength as an adjutant. Her slightly petite body could not control the recoil of the submachine gun, which greatly weakened her marksmanship.

The inability to use hell energy brought another difficulty. All the spare ammunition for her guns was placed in space, and hell energy was needed to open a portal to take them out. In this situation, the submachine gun only had the firepower of one magazine, which was just a drop in the bucket in the face of the layers of zombies.

At the moment of weakening, Fang Qingyun only felt a slight loss of strength, but he quickly recovered. The machine gun he had carried was thrown into the alley, and the engineer shovel was also thrown away when he fought with Evelyn. If he had a big machine gun, he could have scattered the shampooer's ashes. Now the only thing he could do was to take off the grenade hanging on his waist and make a final resistance.

The situation was urgent and there was no time to unscrew the waterproof cover. He crushed the cover that needed to be unscrewed, stretched out his fingers to hook the fuse, and threw it into the group of shampoo zombies with all his strength.

The shock wave of the explosion was almost completely absorbed by the shampooer zombie. Taking advantage of the opportunity when the shampooer zombie was thrown to the ground, Fang Qingyun kicked over the zombie next to the hell machine with a big kick, grabbed Viola and Evelyn by the back of their collars and pulled them to the wreckage of the hell machine, picked up a pointed water pipe from the side and got into a fighting posture.

The wreckage formed a triangle. Evelyn hugged Viola and huddled inside, struggling on one leg. Fang Qingyun had to block them outside to prevent these hungry zombies from rushing in and threatening Viola's safety. He was the only one they could count on now. The rebels who were watching from afar had no intention of shooting. Even if they did, the matter would be over.

Unfortunately, those rebels were never reliable, and the protagonists played a negative role. Fang Qingyun could understand the rebels' intention of sitting on the mountain and watching the fight between tigers, but this did not mean that he could forgive their behavior, although I would do the same if I were in their place.

Fang Qingyun took off Viola's saber and began to dual-wield weapons, trying his best to protect her. Now he felt like the man who could do the Tan leg in Kung Fu. Facing a large number of corpses, he was alone like a small boat in the sea, testing the edge of sinking, looking so powerless.

We must buy time. A saber swing can only kill one person, but throwing zombies out to sweep away thousands of troops can control a group. Fang Qingyun grabbed a shampooer zombie by the collar and his pants with the other hand. With great force, he lifted it up and threw it hard into the zombie group. With the coordination of gravitational potential energy and kinetic energy, the zombie was like a battering ram, smashing a gap in the surrounding army.

"That's impossible," the shampooer said in a voice like a duck's voice, "You will be deprived of all your special abilities, why are you fine? You should be so exhausted that you can't stand up."

Fang Qingyun ignored all the nonsense and continued to execute his own routine. He kicked directly. His military boots collided with the shampooer zombie and kicked the latter far away. Fang Qingyun felt that if he put more strength, he might be able to kick through the latter's chest. Rounding it off, he would have completed the feat of tearing the shampooer apart with his bare hands.

Although the aggressive attack method effectively protected Viola, it greatly increased Fang Qingyun's chances of being attacked. A lucky zombie dodged Fang Qingyun's big feet and pounced diagonally onto Fang Qingyun's shoulders, just like a lover who was about to say sweet words.

Fang Qingyun poked the lead pipe into his mouth and pushed him away. When the zombie retreated, it was still biting two of Fang Qingyun's fingers. Fang Qingyun's heart trembled. This was a serious matter. With Fang Qingyun's physical fitness as a personal guard, it should be difficult for these zombies to break through his defense, but this zombie's teeth were exceptionally sharp.

If this kind of attack were to land on Viola, it would really kill her.

The pain stimulated Fang Qingyun's brain, and a negligible amount of blood flowed symbolically from the severed finger. The shampooer zombie seemed to be aroused by the blood and pounced on Fang Qingyun more violently.

"Are you hurt, traitor? You will be torn to pieces by the imperial army!" The shampooer's hysterical roar shook Fang Qingyun's ears. His body had almost melted by half, and even his face began to flow down, looking disgusting and terrifying.

Just hold on for a while longer. Fang Qingyun left the saber to Evelyn. Her dagger was also in the hell space. Moreover, those knives were too short. It was not enough to protect Viola. Only with the saber could he barely take care of the places that Fang Qingyun could not take care of.

All we can do now is...

Punch with all your strength!

If a zombie attacks from the front, punch him back; if it attacks from the side, kick him over; if you can't dodge, use an unimportant part of your body to resist. If a zombie tries to force its way through, use your elbow to knock him back.

Fang Qingyun struggled to hold on like this. Although the zombies didn't have much blood to bleed, under such intensive attacks, he was about to turn into a bloody man.

Evelyn stared blankly at Fang Qingyun's back. She really wanted to help him, but she was powerless and would only cause trouble if she went up to him. Now she felt so useless that she couldn't even protect Lady Viola. She was not a qualified adjutant at all. It was even more stupid to vent her anger on Fang Qingyun and have his legs broken. Regret gripped her heart like a pair of pliers, spinning slowly.

At the beginning, Fang Qingyun could still feel the teeth of the zombies. The wounds on his body were more like being torn off than bitten off. The zombies would often only bite halfway, and then would impatiently use the strength of their necks to pull back, trying to swallow it, tearing the meat from Fang Qingyun's arms along with the skin and tendons, like a choking duck.

When the tendons in his arm were torn off, Fang Qingyun did not feel any pain, but numbness. Too much pain penetrated his nerves, and he was now just a ruthless machine.

He tried to repel the zombies that were pouncing on him, but he couldn't lift his forearms. His tendons were torn and he couldn't contract his muscles. So he had to use his upper arms to swing. His feet were pressed down by the zombies and he couldn't lift them, so he had to use his head to butt them. In just a few minutes, Fang Qingyun felt like he was living a year in a day. He was so numb that he didn't even hear the shampooer's dying howls.

With a huge roar of unwillingness, the shampooer's body melted and began to twitch violently as if he had a seizure. The dissipated energy pushed his body back into the air. A huge orange beam of light burst out from his chest, like an orange meteor, streaking through the sky.

After the orange light rose for a distance, it suddenly exploded, and the spreading energy waves scattered in all directions. The brainless zombies around all roared in pain, and their heads slowly grew bigger amidst their unwilling shouts. In the horrified eyes of others, they exploded one by one, like inflated balloons.

Fang Qingyun, who was almost exhausted, turned his head and saw that Evelin and Viola were fine. Fortunately...

Chapter 44: This author is picking on me, right?

The shampooer's self-sacrifice ended here, and the holy weapon was no longer disturbed by him. The numb Fang Qingyun gasped and watched the large group of shampooer zombies in front of him turn into blood in a pool of blood. The blood also coagulated at a high speed and soon turned into a pool of foul-smelling, concave black solid.

The pain brought him back to his senses. Without the adrenaline to relieve the pain, his arms, which had just felt fine, were now in so much pain that he couldn't even stand up straight. Fang Qingyun bent down, and his arms hung down as if they had lost their support. There were bite marks everywhere. There were only three intact fingers on his two hands, with pale bones exposed. His thumb was eaten by some lucky zombie as if it was a chicken drumstick.

But compared to the injuries on the arms, the ones on the palms were relatively good. One forearm was torn so that the radius could be seen. The other forearm was better, but it was bitten with pits and bumps, the epidermis was torn off, and the muscles were turned over. It was quite scary. Fang Qingyun could even see his own blood vessels and white tendons, and there were teeth marks even on the exposed bones.

The blood stopped flowing out, and the arm was filled with the breath of death. The already pale arm now had not even a trace of blood. Fortunately, the zombie did not have to worry about dying from lack of blood, otherwise Fang Qingyun would have been dead by now.

Evelin helped Viola, who had just woken up, out of the wreckage. She had always been jealous of Fang Qingyun, so this time she didn't stop Viola from hugging him, but she still didn't understand why she was so anxious since her heart wasn't hurt.

Viola knew it. She knew that Fang Qingyun was actually a human being. She also knew that when he used the body of a zombie, he would still feel a certain amount of pain. Now Fang Qingyun's entire forearm was bitten bald, and there was missing muscle in his upper arms, shoulders, calves and even chest. Such pain could make a person go into shock. If Fang Qingyun did not have the pain-reducing effect, he would have fallen down too.

Viola didn't do anything useless like covering her mouth. She chose to treat Fang Qingyun immediately. The holy weapon on her chest emitted an orange-red light, and flesh and blood grew out from the tear, slowly covering the wound, and finally a layer of skin was pulled up.

Fang Qingyun clenched his fists. The pain still remained. The loss of his fingers made it a little difficult for him to use his new fingers, but fortunately he would be able to overcome it quickly.

After the treatment, Viola hugged Fang Qingyun fiercely, and her heavy chest pressed against Fang Qingyun. Fang Qingyun did not indulge in the gentleness. Now those rebels were still watching from a distance. What if they shot him? These rebels were not trustworthy. Most of their effects were negative. If they had fired two shots when the shampooer zombie appeared, Fang Qingyun would not have to feed the tiger like this.

He held Evelyn in one hand and Viola in the other, and walked a few steps into the blind spot of the rebels' vision. With the cover of the wreckage, Fang Qingyun felt a little relaxed. This action made Carl, who was aiming with his gun, give up his intention to shoot.

Evelin looked at the greasy relationship between Viola and Fang Qingyun, and suddenly felt so redundant and sour. I also want facial cleanser and victory kiss...

Fang Qingyun, who had enjoyed a wave of benefits, felt that he could do it again, but this time he was held down by Viola: "Don't do this again next time. You must promise me that you will abandon me and run away next time this happens. I can return to the card after I die. You are injured like this, I... really feel heartbroken, so promise me, okay?"

Fang Qingyun stroked Viola's long hair without saying anything. He knew that Viola's death would return her to the card. But he habitually risked his life to save those who were worth saving. Moreover, Evelin was unable to move, so he had to fight for Viola's sister and adjutant.

Fang Qingyun knew his own nature. It was difficult for him to guarantee to leave his people alone. In order to avoid the choice, he had to change the subject. He patted Viola on the back and shifted the topic to Evelin: "The child is still there. He was beaten up and his legs were broken. Why don't you treat him?"

Viola reluctantly left Fang Qingyun's arms, used a high-speed treatment to connect Evelin's calf, and then knocked her head: "Have you learned your lesson? Will you do this again next time?"

This differential treatment made Evelin shake her head pitifully, and Viola pointed at Fang Qingyun standing next to her: “Do you know how to call this person in the future?”

"grown ups"

“Don’t call me that.” Fang Qingyun waved his hand. Evelin was still a child after all, and her thinking was not very mature. She seemed to be able to do her job, but once she encountered such a situation, she would be dumbfounded and had no idea how to deal with it. Fortunately, this guy was basically sober, and there was no need for any punishment or anything like that: “You’ve called me old, and you’re Viola’s sister, there’s no need for that. We’re all family. Do you know what to call me now?”

Fang Qingyun looked at Evelyn's suddenly flushed cheeks, feeling a little puzzled. I just wanted to experience something similar to going to a maid cafe, tease Evelyn, and let her call me master or something like that. There shouldn't be any problem with that. I hope this kid isn't thinking of something wrong.

It doesn't matter if you think wrongly, just tease her and see how she reacts. Fang Qingyun is now in a state of watching the fun, and he has even prepared words to tease Evelin. A little teasing and bickering at the right time can effectively narrow the distance. I just don't know if this occasion is suitable, but it doesn't hurt to give it a try.

Under Fang Qingyun’s bad intentions, Evelin shyly opened her mouth and shouted in Viola’s encouraging eyes: “Brother-in-law”

It’s bad, this time the melon has been eaten on his head. Fang Qingyun came over in a daze, and seeing Viola’s face suddenly blushing, he swallowed the words he had prepared before, and touched Evelin’s head with a smile: “Your sister and I are not that fast.”

At most, it was just a secret love, which was what people called the ambiguous stage? Fang Qingyun, who had never been in a relationship, had no idea what the scale of ambiguity was. This was what he thought at the moment. Viola's benefit did make Fang Qingyun feel whether she liked him, but his previous experiences had always made him always conservative about this relationship.

That's because I'm afraid that a sincere heart of 36.5℃ will be met with a rejection of -273.13℃.

At first, he said he was going to take his future wife out for a walk, but it was just a nerdy fantasy. He was really afraid that he would become a sycophant. However, Viola's gentleness made him want to try it. Such contradictory thoughts made him decide to put it aside for the time being.

As time goes by, he will know whether the feeling in his heart is love or not. If it is, why not pursue her at that time? After all, the duck is cooked and cannot fly away.

Saving two lives and getting someone to pledge their love for you is also a matter of appearance. For someone like Fang Qingyun, the other party would probably hesitate. After all, Fang Qingyun is not the kind of young handsome guy that people like. He has always aimed to train his muscles and become a real man. Now his physical goal is Hanma Yujiro.

He is not the kind of person who wears all white, makes girls scream with his handsome face and superb basketball skills, and can also chat skillfully, and lives as well as central air conditioning.

He is the kind of person who quietly does his own things, reads novels and history, plays RTS games, and is always reliable when the critical moment comes.

He was not used to expressing his love with sweet words, and he always clumsily watched others coaxing him, while he tried to interrupt countless times, but was ignored. In his heart, he had a kind of cowardice that no one else knew about.

This is not complete self-deprecation, but rather being overly cautious in relationships and always worrying too much about being deceived.

He didn't expect that the zombie world was very simple, without so many twists and turns to interfere with the zombies' choices. They have the rationality to realize the fact that you helped her. If you helped, you helped. If you saved, you saved. They would not choose to turn a blind eye for inexplicable reasons. It's like a mirror. If you put in a sincere heart, you will naturally get a sincere heart in return. Fang Qingyun doesn't dare to accept it yet.

Saving a life can be regarded as the highest level of being a hero saving a beauty, not to mention that Fang Qingyun saved Viola twice. Evelyn, who was watching from the side, might not feel it, but Viola's heart now felt like it was electrified, and she was firmly attracted to Fang Qingyun like a magnet. It can basically be said that as long as Fang Qingyun doesn't do anything to touch Viola's bottom line, Viola will basically pack herself up and send herself to Fang Qingyun.

At this time, Carl received a call from the doctor. In the call, the doctor said to Carl in an excited tone: "Carl, we won. Most of the zombies were destroyed by special energy fluctuations. Their heads exploded like balloons. Listen to this moving crackling sound. We succeeded!"

Carl held the communicator high up to let the good news reach everyone. The resistance fighters who heard the good news were stunned at first and couldn't believe their ears. After the doctor's repeated emphasis, they cheered, hugged each other, and fired into the sky. Carl looked at everyone crying with joy and silently put down his sniper rifle. It seemed that those zombies also wanted to overthrow the rule of the shampooer. If they wanted to pursue power, they would not do such a thing.

He decided to talk to the zombies and ask about their plans. Although it was a little difficult to say, he felt a little ashamed for not helping to fire two shots just now.

The cheers of the rebels interrupted the conversation between Fang Qingyun and Viola. Viola stomped her feet a little angrily. What a good situation it was. She was relaxed and could do anything at this moment, but it was interrupted. She would have to find such an opportunity again next time.