Mu Yifan is a zombie?

Is Mu Yifan really a zombie?

Zhan Beitian resolutely said: "I really protect this man."

"You ..." The lead masculinity burst out, and the fire-powered ability suddenly burst out of the body.

However, he hadn't waited for him to do anything. The whole man suddenly couldn't move. It was like plaster cast all over his body. Not only was the person stiff, but he felt extremely cold, and his mouth could not be opened.

Other psionicists were shocked to see the leading man frozen into an ice cube. The men headed by them are the best and most powerful among them. Now they are frozen into ice in the blink of an eye. It can be seen that the other's ability has reached a state they can't compare.

Even the soldiers and Lu Lin and the survivors in the apartment building, for the first time, saw the power of Zhan Beitian.

The two young men next to the lead man saw that the boss had been frozen into ice cubes and immediately exerted his abilities.

Zhan Beitian faintly swept away, the two young men immediately went to accompany their boss.

When other powers saw this, they did not dare to move, but just shouted: "Major general, Mu Yifan is a zombie. If you keep him in your team, sooner or later, you will hurt the people in your team. They will end up like the psionicist who died every night. Do you dare to stay with such a person? "

Hearing that, Lu Lin, they could not help looking at Zhan Beitian.

"Who said Mu Yifan was a zombie?" Zhan Beitian asked softly.

"The radio recording said that." Someone said.

Zhan Beitian looked at the person who said, "Only by radio? Is there any evidence? If I say in the radio that you are also a zombie, then, find someone to disguise your voice and admit that you are a zombie. Are you a zombie Is that right? May I also take a team to destroy you? "

The man was speechless.

Others said: "Major war, if Mu Yifan is not a zombie, can we call him out, let us see, after we are sure that he is not a zombie, we will leave, and we will not bother again in the future."

"Yes, ask Mu Yifan to come out." Many people echoed.

When Lu Lin saw these powers coming up, he quickly turned his head and asked, "Boss, what should I do?"

When Zhan Beitian squinted and stared at these troubled people, thinking about how to drive away these powers, he heard a voice from the apartment building: "Who said I was a zombie?"

When Zhan Beitian heard the noise, he turned his head, looked around, and saw Mu Yifan stepping out of the apartment building and stopped beside him.

"What happened to you?"

Mu Yifan raised his head and looked at the black eyes of Beitian Beitian. He saw the anxiety revealed in his indifferent eyes, and his heart was endlessly moving.

He was clearly the enemy of this person, and this person knew that he was a zombie, and he did not believe in him, but when he came down just now, he heard this man firmly speaking in front of so many people Set his words.

"do not worry."

Mu Yifan comforted and turned to look at the others, saying: "You say I am a zombie, how can you prove that I am a zombie?"

Those abilities stared at him for a while and shouted, "Your face is pale and your lips are colorless. This is one of the characteristics of zombies. Also, you have dark eyes, and there are no red coils in your inner eyes. And if you step forward, let's take a closer look. "

Mu Yifan walked a few steps forward, separated the soldiers from the wall of the soldiers, and said, "My face is pale and my lips are colorless. It is because I have bone cancer that I suffer from pain every night. There are dark circles. As for the red coil you said, I don't know if these bloodshots in my eyes count as the red coil you said. "

He pulled down the skin under his eyes so that the psionicist could clearly see the condition in his inner eye sockets.

The psionicist saw that his inner eyes were not too red, only a few bloodshots, and that the black eyes were not very black.

Mu Yifan pulled up his wide trousers again.

This was specially changed before he came down.

He pointed to the swollen thigh and said, "Did you see? This is where I got sick."

Many psionicists saw the swollen thighs and stopped talking.

However, some people noticed that Mu Yifan was wearing gloves on his hands, and immediately said, "Mu Yifan, take off your gloves and show us."

After this person said, many people saw Mu Yifan wearing gloves: "Yes, remove the gloves and show us, as long as your nails are not black, we believe you are not a zombie."

Zhan Beitian stared at Mu Yifan tightly, trying to see what he was going to do, or how to deal with these powers after others saw Mu Yifan's black nails.

Mu Yifan was indifferent: "Do you really want me to take off my gloves?"

"of course."

"If you don't take it off?"

"Then it shows that you are guilty, that your nails are black, and you dare not take off your gloves to show us."

Mu Yifan was tangled and tangled. After repeated hesitation, he slowly took off the gloves of his left hand. The speed was very slow, just like a turtle crawling down, little by little, even giving people a kind of fear of taking off their gloves feel.

In the end, it stopped when it came to the nail area.

The minds of the psionics are as if they were scratched by the cat's claws. They are anxious and helpless, and they really want to curse.

Some people couldn't bear the anger, "Mu Yifan, can you take off quickly, if you are a zombie, it is useless to take off slowly."

Mu Yifan looked at them innocently: "I just want to match the atmosphere and slowly take off to make you nervous."

"..." The ability almost vomited blood with anger.

"..." Even Zhan Beitian had an urge to stab him. Did he know that there was a man behind him who had been hanging his heart, worried that something would happen to him.

"Then you are optimistic, the magic show is about to begin."

Mu Yifan suddenly took off his gloves and presented his five fingers to the crowd.

The white five-finger looks like white jade, it is slender and beautiful, and the color of the nails is like white jade, very shiny, but there is no blood color.

In addition, the psionicist did not even see a black dot.

Zhan Beitian breathed a little sigh of relief, then his eyes flashed suspiciously.