After the Doomsday Rebirth, My Whole Family is Big Brother

  Chapter 576, Letter

  The little high-level zombies walked very hard, their tiny legs could only walk more than ten centimeters at a time, and the weird twisted body seemed to be dominated by several people, without any sense of beauty.

  There is absolutely no naive attitude that small pot friends should have.

  The little high-level zombie walks tremblingly, seeming to be able to fall down at any time.

  The high-ranking zombies around did not urge, they just watched it quietly.

  Twenty meters, ten meters, five meters...

  For a short distance, it walked for a full ten minutes.

  Finally, it stopped in front of the head of the base, raised its small head and looked at the head of the base, suddenly a distorted smile appeared on its face.

  If it is a normal kindergarten child, the smile on his face must be innocent at this time.

  But it was covered with rotten flesh, its face was terrifying and hideous, and the place where its cheeks rotted even revealed black gums. It was really not as innocent as a child should have.

  The rotten fingers of the child zombie dug out his clothes pocket, as if looking for something.

  Following its movements, the rotten flesh fell a lot underground, exposing the dense bones.

  The head of the base just looked at the carrion-faced little zombies face to face, feeling a little uncomfortable.

  He is such a lonely person, seeing the children like this, they all sigh this sad end of the world.

  If the parents of this little zombie had seen the child look like this, it would definitely be unbearable!

  "Ho ho—"

  The little zombie looking for something made a low and hoarse voice from his throat, with a little bit of joy in his voice.

   is very different from the cheers that the child suddenly finds the beloved toy.

  The head of the base looked at the rotten little hand of the little zombie, who was cautiously holding an envelope.

  The original color of the envelope was white, but after a while in the hands of the little zombie, it turned into a dark appearance with a trace of rotten flesh hanging on it.

  There are three words written on the surface of the envelope, Raytheon accept.

  These three characters are crooked and crooked, looking like the scribbles of a bold and unrestrained teenager.

  No one is called Thor.

  But everyone in the safe base knows that the base leader is a powerful lightning superpower. Some children will say that the base leader is as powerful as the legendary Thor.

  I think this letter is for him.

  It's just that the rotten flesh is tightly stuck to the surface of the letter, and the base long really doesn't want to reach out to take it.

  "Ho ho—"

  The little zombie saw that the base leader did not accept the envelope, and he held the envelope and sent it to the direction of the base leader.

  Obviously, he was a little anxious, and he gnashed his teeth at the base, and rice-grain black teeth appeared from the mouth and cheeks at the same time.

  The head of the base frowned, reluctantly pinched the place where there was no carrion, and took the letter.

  The little zombie looked at the base leader receiving the letter, as if he was relieved, and then burst into the base leader with a big smile.

  This smile is really not beautiful, and it is also easy to make people have nightmares.

"Let's go back!"

  The corners of the base's long mouth twitched slightly, and he did not act on the little zombie who was just over his knees.

  "Ho ho--"

  The smile on the face of the little zombie did not retract, his mouth was already grinning to the base of his ears, and one or two black teeth were missing.

  Even if it is a zombie, it is also a zombie that a kindergarten child turns into. It looks like a child in front of a group of adult zombies!

  The eyes of the head of the base dimmed slightly, as cold as he was, and he hated this zombie virus that made people inhuman and ghostless.

  The head of the base was holding a corner of the envelope, and just about to open it, Yu Guang suddenly saw that the little zombie stretched out its sharp claws and slammed his knees.

  Summer clothes are thin, if he is scratched by a zombie, he will definitely be infected with the zombie virus.

  The base leader's physical fitness is still very good, and he almost reflexed back several steps. The little zombie's claws caught in the air twice, but he did not catch the flesh and blood.

"Roar--"

  The little zombie saw that his sneak attack had failed, and he didn't even consider whether he could beat the opponent, so he rushed towards the base commander, and went to bite the base commander with his mouth open.

  The base suddenly stretched out his hand, picked up the back collar of the little zombie, and threw the little zombie into the group of zombies, relying on strong arm strength.

  The small body fell into the group of zombies, drowned in the group of adult zombies, and disappeared in an instant.

  Can only hear the relatively immature roar of the little zombies from a distance.

  The little zombie was like sticking to the base leader. The other zombies did not move, except for the short one without any pause, and desperately rushed in the direction of the base leader.

   is like being commanded by a high-level zombie, only for the flesh and blood of the base commander.

   Hit stones with pebbles.

  When the little zombie rushed forward again, the base chief did not show mercy, and the purple lightning directly penetrated the little zombie’s brain.

  The small body was scorched by the lightning and lightning, and it was not clear whether it was the black blood on its body or the coke formed by the lightning.

  The head of the base pursed his thin lips and glanced at the little zombie, and then began to remove the envelope in his hand. The air-conditioning on his body proved that the head of the base was very angry now.

  There is a piece of paper in the envelope. The paper is still scribbled. It can be seen that the person writing the letter is very casual.

  Only watched it once, the base chief had no expression on his face, and a purple thunder and lightning overflowed in his hands for an instant, directly piercing the envelope with the letter paper, turning it into a charred carbon-like substance.

  The above handwriting can no longer read clearly what was written.

  The base has a cold face, and no longer converges. The purple thunder and lightning are like a dragon, wandering among the zombies recklessly.

   Wherever you go, harvest high-level zombies into pieces.

  After reading the letter, the base leader seemed to be venting the depression in his heart. On several occasions, the lightning fell on the wall of the base accidentally, and the wall collapsed without any response.

  Usually, he is the one who loves every plant and every tree in the base the most.

  Some people don’t like to put their emotions on their faces, bury their deepest memories in their hearts, and recall them from time to time. They can’t come out, but they don’t talk to others.

  No one knows how much he is suffering, and no one can help him share it.

  No matter how painful, he still won't have too many expressions on his face. When others look at him, they just feel that his character is a little colder.

  But once someone takes out these **** wounds and puts them in front of your eyes, it’s easy to be stretched.

  This is the case for the base chief. At this time, he uses zombies as sandbags to vent.

"Roar--"

  As the base chief vented, the group of zombies suddenly became more agitated.

  The high-level zombies rushed to the safe base desperately, trying to use this tide black body to level down the biggest safe base of the Demon Capital.

  The base leader is in a violent state, and the energy on his body forms a small vortex, and the energy visible to the naked eye is just like the substance.

  The enchanting purple flowers fell into the group of zombies, and the zombies were drawn into it like ants, and there was no chance of struggling.

  A layer of black mist formed in the air, and the decayed aura was rich to the extreme.

  The base commander did not observe the zombies in too much detail, but only used pure violence to kill the zombies that could be seen by the eyes.

  The zombie group has changed. The base commander didn’t notice it, just crazy output.

  Leng Yebai is the first time to find a strange place for zombies.

   "There are two zombie kings vying for control of the zombies."

  Leng Yebai looked at the zombies in the distance that had not been affected by Zhang Chen's death energy, and soon discovered the difference.

  　 Ask for a recommendation ticket.

  (End of this chapter)