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Chapter 1181 Doomsday Carnival (12)

One word.

Enough to break a man's self-esteem.

Song Ming clenched his fists and threw down a harsh sentence, "Okay, let's go, Ni Wei, I hope you don't regret it!"

The boys were embarrassed to stay any longer and stood up one after another.

An Ying bit her lip and disagreed: "Brother Song Ming..."

Can't leave.

After leaving, where can I find such a safe and comfortable place in a while?

However, her personal opposition was invalid.

Song Ming's eyes were a little ruthless. He looked at Fenghua, but the words he said to An Ying: "An Ying, go and call Ling Ran and the others down."

——They left here and jumped out of the comfort zone in front of them, but they just had to work hard to find a place to settle down. The doomsday is here, and the law is just a piece of paper. Do you think Ni Wei, this idiot, really think she can guard this villa alone?

"...Okay, Brother Song Ming." An Ying had to put down the delicious orange juice in her hand, and glanced at her with a dim look as she crossed Fenghua's side.

Slightly resentful.

A few minutes later, five beautifully dressed girls followed An Ying downstairs.

Shi Hua Lingran was very dissatisfied with leaving the villa, "Ni Wei, if we don't leave, what can you do to us? We have so many people, can you still force us to drive away?"

She wore a pair of light gold high heels, a big V-neck red dress, a pair of hands around her chest, and a diamond necklace between her neck was dazzling.

There are six girls and six boys, and there are dozens of them in total. With Ni Wei's delicate and weak body, she really doesn't seem to have any advantage in her life.

but……

"You can try it."

Fenghua weighed the black iron rod that had not been thrown in his hand and asked, "Do you know what this is?"

Ling Ran didn't know what she asked about this, and replied slightly nervously: "Iron, iron stick..."

"I'm right, but it's not completely right." Feng Hua's lips ripped with a lazy smile, and the careless words in his mouth were creepy. "To be precise, this is an iron rod that exploded with the head of a zombie. Ten monsters in your mouth died in my hands. I don't mind you one more."

Is it so... cruel?

Ling Ran's face turned pale and his teeth were trembling, "What did you say, kill and kill..."

"Oh, by the way." Fenghua remembered something and felt it was necessary to tell her, "There is the blood of those monsters on it. As long as you gently wipe your skin, you will likely become a monster with the same ugly face."

As she said that, she raised the iron rod and placed it not far from Ling Ran's neck.

It only takes one inch closer to penetrate Ling Ran’s throat!

Ling Ran screamed, screamed in panic, and hid behind Song Ming, "Brother Song, save me."

Song Ming protected Ling Ran and looked at Fenghua with a trace of something hidden, "Ni Wei, why did you become like this?"

Fenghua didn't bother to pay attention to him and rolled his eyes.

It's your business.

Song Ming: "…"

Ling Ran trembled, "Brother Song, Ni, Ni Wei, she is crazy, let's go, let's go quickly."

Song Ming took a deep breath: "Go!"

An Ying carefully avoided Fenghua and walked around, and a touch of emerald emperor green was accidentally exposed between her white neck.

"Slow down."

Fenghua called An Ying from behind.

Everyone stopped subconsciously, including An Ying.

Song Ming suddenly turned around: "Ni Wei, what are you going to do?"
Chapter completed!
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