The Daily Life of a Zombie Cultivator

We didn't kill many of the long-tongued monsters.

I tried all the entertainment options in the children's area.

Forget it.

Let's play then.

At worst, I'll ask Lü Yan to help push the wheelchair, and then I'll spin around a few more times myself.

I'm thinking about it.

Chen Shaojie's eyebrows twitched suddenly, and then he raised his hand to the side, making a handgun gesture.

Facing a figure staggering towards them.

"Slap slap..."

Two air rifle shots were fired.

The figure immediately fell to the ground.

Then he stopped paying attention and continued to stand in front of the machine.

This is about to end.

"Uncle Chen! Let's spin it one more time!"

"no!"

"The last time!"

"Can't!"

Please, this is the last time!

"Really?"

"Really, I promise!"

Looking at the girl's earnest swearing.

As if possessed, Chen Shaojie pressed the start button again.

But the next second, he regretted it and raised his left hand to slap his right hand.

"To soften your heart!"

At this time.

A calm voice came from behind him.

"How long have you been playing?"

"I just... I was playing for a while..." Chen Shaojie replied somewhat awkwardly.

He turned around, about to explain something more.

Suddenly, he noticed the wrinkles on the newcomer's clothes and paused in surprise.

"team leader."

"you…"

...

"Ah."

"I can't kill in seconds."

what?

Upon hearing this, Chen Shaojie didn't understand what the other person meant for a moment.

A while later.

He then realized something and frowned.

"Tried it?"

"Could it be that we haven't found the right weakness?"

Huang Qian simply shook her head at this.

"The same location."

"I can't deliver a fatal blow."

Now.

Chen Shaojie fell silent.

At this time.

As a member of a special team.

He knew all too well how strong Huang Qian, the vice-captain, was in combat.

That's all.

In the squad, apart from the captain, the other six or seven people combined might not be able to defeat her alone.

As a result, we've actually encountered someone in the East Seventh District who can rival the vice-captain.

"Should we find this guy?" he asked.

Regarding this proposal.

After a moment's thought, Huang Qian ultimately gave a negative answer.

"Let's deal with the parasites and those mutants who have wandered in first."

"As for the rest..."

However, at that moment...

The excited voice came again from not far away…

"Uncle Chen! I want to do it again!"

"Really! This time I swear... I swear I'll kill ten more long-tongued people... Ouch! That hurts! Sister, dear sister... I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

I watched as the girl was pulled out of the carousel by her ear.

Chen Shaojie laughed unkindly…

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night.

The rooftop of the butcher's house in the vegetable market.

A small zombie that is feared by special departments.

Right now, I'm leisurely lying on a newly assembled rattan bed.

Enjoying a gentle moonlight bath while savoring her newly concocted drink—Roman Holiday

Ingredients: Sprite, iced tea, and a bag of expensive type B blood.

As for the taste...

She took a small sip…

Ahem...

It's cloyingly sweet.

The person suspected that the owner of the bag of blood had high blood sugar.

I couldn't resist taking a bottle of mineral water, opening it, and gulping it down.

Half a bottle down.

Feeling much better, Xiao Jiang continued to lie on the recliner, closing her eyes and leisurely enjoying the moonlight.

But this will happen.

Without realizing it, she started thinking about the time she ran into Guo Xiaosan that evening.

to be frank.

At first, her impression of Guo Xiaosan was mostly that of a shady middleman.

Even at the first time we met.

They were prepared to be robbed or attacked in a dirty trick.

result.

This young man not only didn't cause any trouble, but he also made a fair deal with me.

Although the price is still a bit steep, it's not unacceptable.

Then came the second meeting.

She was lying on the courtyard wall.

Watching this Boss Guo being surrounded by his underlings.

But oddly enough.

The other party did not resist.

There was a big shovel right next to me.

As long as you swing it, there's still a good chance it will escape.

In the end, he simply didn't make a move.

Then the third time.

That is today.

I watched him take a file folder out of the clinic.

At first, Xiao Jiang didn't know what was in the bag.

But wait until she's gone some distance.

With the help of his keen hearing, he vaguely heard something about a transfer record, a comeback, and revenge for his brothers.

Xiao Jiang's impression of this Boss Guo has indeed changed quite a bit.

Ok.

He's loyal and righteous.

We're all just trying to make a living.

This is the one I'm interested in.

In addition, they were all blood traffickers.

Xiao Jiang suddenly had the idea that it was necessary to look out for each other among colleagues.

After thinking it over, Xiao Jiang picked up the cup again.

I took a small sip.

The rich sweetness made her bright eyes involuntarily squint.

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the next day.

Xiao Jiang was woken up by the crowing of the chickens from the chicken vendor next door.

"Ooh ooh ooh ooh".

A flock of chickens, clucking in unison.

It ruined that corpse's unreliable dream.

So angry that she sat on the bed made a decision that she wouldn't leave work until she had killed a hundred chickens that day.

then.

As is customary.