After the Doomsday Rebirth, My Whole Family is Big Brother - Chapter 743

Chapter 743, couple outfit

Thoughts churned.

Zhang Yiming couldn’t tell whether he was the future zombie emperor Zhang Yiming, or the current Zhang Yiming who didn’t devour flesh and blood.

The hostility in his body could not be healed.

The nasal cavity was filled with the flesh and blood aura from Bai Xilin and Leng Yebai.

The body that has not devoured flesh and blood began to have a strong desire to devour flesh and blood.

The image of Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming devouring flesh and blood flashed in his mind.

Bloody scenes appeared in front of Zhang Yiming’s eyes.

The red flesh and blood exuded a strong **** smell, and he stood among the piles of flesh and blood, looking at the horrified expressions of the ants.

A burst of joy in my heart.

The zombies will give him the most delicious flesh and blood, and he will eat it without hesitation, savoring the satisfaction brought by the flesh and blood.

The last picture is the face of a child who looks only five or six years old.

His face is full of blood from his relatives, and a bunch of zombies surround him, tearing him apart at any time.

He didn’t cry, just stood there dumbfounded, watching his parents being torn apart by zombies.

Red-black blood sprayed on his face.

And his face changed from a dull look to a hideous look.

until he becomes a walking dead.

This child is – Zhang Yibao.

Zhang Yiming’s younger brother with the same father and mother.

Zhang Yiming tightened his fingers suddenly, not daring to recall those extra parts.

In the future, he is too cruel and heartless.

But it’s something he can really do.

According to his memories, he did all kinds of **** things logically.

“The future of this world has not yet happened. If you are afraid, you can choose to surrender.”

Leng Yebai’s fingers were still raised in mid-air, and his eyes fell on Zhang Yiming’s clenched fist.

The closer you are to Zhang Yiming, the more you can feel the hostility emanating from Zhang Yiming.

Leng Yebai once worked as a zombie and could not receive the brain waves emitted by Zhang Yiming, but he could sense Zhang Yiming’s emotions at this time.

Manic, manic, restrained.

“Yes, it hasn’t happened yet.”

Zhang Yiming rubbed his temples vigorously, looked up at Bai Xilin, and thought of his brother who was still alive.

Nothing happened.

In the future memory, Bai Xilin died. He had no parents, no relatives, no friends, no lover, and he completely indulged himself.

The security bases were destroyed in the zombie group, and he became the feared zombie king.

The so-called parents deceived himself by offering a high reward for the human security base, and he did not soften his heart later.

All are dead.

Endless waves of killing.

It took a long time for Zhang Yiming to come out of his memory.

None of this has happened yet, and he still has a chance to live under the sun.

Zhang Yiming slowly let go of his hand, and his body was still wrapped in anger, but his face had returned to the warm sunshine he used to look like.

It’s just the sadness in those eyes that can’t be erased.

“Just now, sorry.”

Zhang Yiming looked at the middle of Leng Yebai and Bai Xilin, not sure whether he was talking to Leng Yebai or Bai Xiramu.

Zhang Yiming stretched out his fingers and held it towards Leng Yebai who had been hanging in the air.

When he was about to shake hands, Leng Yebai abruptly withdrew his hand, then covered his stomach and pulled Bai Xilin’s shoulder.

“Xiao Li, my stomach hurts, let’s go back quickly!”

When Leng Yebai spoke, he glanced at Zhang Yiming proudly.

Zhang Yiming:  …

This pervert should have been killed just now.

“Xiao Ming, you…”

Bai Xi Li rubbed Leng Yebai’s stomach with one hand, hesitating to speak.

Xiao Ming has merged the memory of another Zhang Yiming, his state does not look very good, and his behavior is easily disturbed by violent emotions.

“It’s okay, I can adjust it.”

Zhang Yiming bent down and picked up the helmet he threw from the ground and put it directly on his head.

Only revealed a pair of eyes that looked extremely soft.

Those eyes were slightly curved, and the stars flickered in them.

“Little Lin, my stomach really hurts.”

Leng Yebaitou leaned on Bai Xilin’s shoulders, leaning his tall body leaning like a hunched Pipi shrimp.

“Where does it hurt?”

Bai Xilin’s power overflowed again, and after a while of treatment, he didn’t realize how serious Leng Yebai’s internal injury was.

The flames did not burn the skin. At that time, it hurt when I hit hard, but now it has eased, and the redness and swelling will be completely healed in two days.

“Four out of eight abs hurts.”

Leng Yebai took Bai Xilin’s hand and put it on his stomach.

The down jacket has burned a big hole, and only the thermal underwear is still hanging strong on the stomach.

As soon as    put his hand on his stomach, Bai Xilin’s face turned red.

“In such a cold day, wear more.”

Zhang Yiming grabbed Leng Yebai’s hand and pulled it in his direction, Leng Yebai staggered and left Bai Xilin’s side.

Zhang Yiming simply took off his down jacket and put it directly on Leng Yebai’s body.

also pulled the zipper easily.

Hidden power and fame.

Cold Night White:  …

Bai Xi Li:  …

“Xiao Li, I will study the hibiscus leaves carefully, and I will tell you if there is any news, I will go first.”

Zhang Yiming was wearing a helmet, so he couldn’t see the expression on his face, but his eyes were always gentle.

“Huh? Oh! Good.”

Bai Xilin glanced at Zhang Yiming who was only wearing a white shirt, then glanced at Leng Yebai who was wearing Zhang Yiming’s down jacket, and nodded dumbly.

For a while, Bai Xiramu didn’t know how to face her old classmate.

Old friend or – rival in love?

The roar of the motorcycle sounded, and a black motorcycle quickly sped away in one direction.

Behind the motorcycle, a figure in a blue down jacket ran wildly behind him.

Indistinctly, Bai Xilin seemed to see a few black blood scabs falling off the face of the fast-running little blue zombie.

Bai Xi Li:  …

Why does she think that Zhang Yiming is better to Leng Yebai than Song Wenwen, a female zombie?

“Let’s go too?”

Song Ning waited until Zhang Yiming had left before driving the car over.

Bai Xilin walked into the car very easily.

Leng Yebai’s body was slightly bloated, and he reluctantly got into the car.

Zhang Yiming’s down jacket is also covered with Leng Yebai’s own down jacket.

Two layers, just warm!

“You guys just had a fight?”

Song Ning looked back at Leng Yebai while driving, with thick gossip flashing in his eyes.

The Song family all know that Zhang Yiming is the zombie king, and because Zhang Yiming treats Bai Xiram differently, Song Wenwen can also go home with the Song family.

Zhang Yiming likes Bai Xilin, no doubt about it.

Leng Yebai is Bai Xilin’s boyfriend, no doubt about it.

Then, Song Ning saw Zhang Yiming attack Bai Xilin again, blocking the flames in the cold night.

Finally, Leng Yebai also put on Zhang Yiming’s coat, which Zhang Yiming put on for Leng Yebai himself.

The relationship of the    love triangle is already very clear.

“Disagreement.”

Leng Yebai’s face twitched, and he subconsciously opened the zipper, trying to throw Zhang Yiming’s down jacket out.

“This down jacket is pretty good, and the pink down jacket from Xiao Ram is a couple’s outfit, right?”

Song Ning is on the brink of death.

Song Ning thought that all three of them could just wear a series of down jackets.

There is no need to distinguish who is who.

Ask for a recommendation ticket.

(end of this chapter)