Don’t Be a Kept Man

The shopping mall is six stories high, and the clothing area, the beauty area, and the movie city. It is not difficult to see the prosperity before the end of the world, but now it is empty and silent, only the dark bloodstains winding forward on the white porcelain floor tiles, sinking into the darkness.

Pei Ran climbed the stairs and searched every floor, and found that there were really no high-level zombies, only a dozen T1s, and it was easy to solve them. He pulled Qu Yan to the clothing area on the fourth floor. It was rare to be leisurely and slowly. Walk around, then change the dirty clothes on yourself.

Compared with his exquisiteness, Qu Yan is more casual, only changing a black sweater, perhaps because of the special physique of the supernatural being. After these years of cultivation, the scabs on his side face have fallen clean, only With a shallow scar, he was a gloomy and beautiful teenager.

"Tsk, how old is it to wear so dark."

Pei Ran is wearing a black casual shirt, with his back leaning on the counter, his temperament is becoming more mature, and he is obviously more able to control this color than Qu Yan.

Qu Yan approached Pei Ran, tiptoeed around his neck, smiled ambiguously in his ear and whispered: "Twenty years old."

He went to school two years later than others.

Pei Ran didn’t pay attention to him, raised his hand and picked a black hoodie with English letters, compared the size on Qu Yan’s body, and motioned him to change it: "I really didn’t see it, it’s too thin, I thought You are seventeen or eighteen."

Qu Yan lifted the hem of the sweater to reveal a cold white waistline, then took it off and put on the sweater. The terrible scars flashed past his body and he hid it again under the shirt.

Pei Ran paused when she saw this, then smiled and nodded: "It's pretty."

Looking at Qu Yan, he stretched out his hand and stroked his side face again, his fingertips were warm and dry, and he praised in a low voice, "People look good too."

Qu Yan was obviously very happy when he heard the words, and the tears under his eyes were a little more confusing. He held Pei Ran's hand on his face, gently rubbed his eyes and raised his head and asked: "You like it. Looks like?"

"It's what I like," Pei Ran asked him to lean against the counter, and then put his hands on his sides, half-truth, "If this is before the end of the world, I will definitely throw money to death and send the car. Sending flowers to the room must be chasing you."

Qu Yan asked with great interest: "I got it, then what?"

Pei Ran took it for granted: "When we catch it, we will be my partner. We can go to the same school, but your grades must be very good, and my grades must be very poor. Then maybe I will find you every day to copy homework and take the exam. You want answers."

"Then when I study in the evening, I will take you to skip class, drive a sports car to the street, go to the video game city to play games, go to the night market to drink and play skewers, anyway, I will play whatever is exciting."

He was excited and said as if, really...

Qu Yan didn't know what he was thinking. He slowly pulled down his neck and licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, gently and meticulously. The next second, he suddenly looked dark and bitten, with full force, as if only this could be possible. Vent the unspeakable emotions in your heart.

"Well--"

The **** smell filled instantly, Pei Ran's eyes widened, and the conditioned reflex pushed Qu Yan away, jumping straight in pain, like a cat with exploded fur, and roared in disbelief and aggrieved: "What are you doing when you bite me!"

Qu Yan was pushed aside, his back slammed heavily on the edge of the counter, he lowered his head and smiled, his pale fingertips lightly swept across his lips, wiping off the trace of blood: "I'm happy..."

Bite when you are happy? Do you have to kill if you are upset?

Pei Ran took out a bottle of mineral water from the space, squatted on the ground to rinse his mouth, and didn't want to talk in pain. Even Qu Yan came over to show him his injuries and was pushed away.

Qu Yan is rare, without any gloomy emotions. He tilted his head and stared at Pei Ran, his eyes were dark, and he cleverly admitted his mistake: "I was wrong."

It’s good to have no heart and no lungs. Don’t worry about anything. Pei Ran took two sips of water, stretched out her face, and pointed at the wound on her lower lip to show Qu Yan: "I told you last time that I can’t bite anymore. People, you still bite, you see, they are bleeding... Dogs?"

Qu Yan: "No, it's a snake."

"No wonder it's so harassing," Pei Ran got up from the ground and pulled Qu Yan up by the way, "Before I get better, don't kiss you, and you don't kiss me either."

Qu Yan looked at him, his black bangs covered his eyes and said nothing.

Pei Ran: "Have you heard?"

Qu Yan: "Oh."

There seems to be only two of them in the whole mall, and slight words can cause echoes. Pei Ran is not in a hurry anyway, the family is slowly shaking, and the space is collected as needed, toiletries, books and sundries, everything, Qu Yan even sees He took a set of college entrance examination papers in the bookstore.

Qu Yan's fingertips circled his back, intentionally to please: "If you can't, I can teach you."

"No need," Pei Ran said, "this is for you."

After all, there is a long way to go. You need to do something to pass the time. No matter how hard it is, you can't suffer the child, and no matter how poor it is, you can't have poor education.

Qu Yan: "..."

He sat on the desk and looked at Pei Ran with his chin, and wanted to tell him that the real schoolmaster is not afraid to do the problem.

The door of the library was wide open, and a gust of wind suddenly swept in from the outside, rolled up the scattered paper on the ground, and made a leisurely turn. Qu Yan seemed to feel a bit, glanced outside without a trace, and then jumped off the desk.

Pei Ran was still picking books, Qu Yan said to his back: "I'll go out for a while, call me if I have something to do, don't go upstairs."

Pei Ran glanced at him, then nodded: "Hurry back."

No one knows how high Qu Yan's mental power is now. Pei Ran only knows this period of time. Every night he would hunt and kill zombies on a large scale nearby while he was asleep. He would come back only after dawn, although his body was washed dry. It is clean, but the strong blood cannot be hidden.

Martial arts originated from killing skills in troubled times. Perhaps only by constant killing can we adapt to this world faster.

Pei Ran was not too worried about Qu Yan's accident. He picked the book he wanted, and then walked downstairs according to Yan. When anyone wanted to walk to the second floor, there was a sound of footsteps outside, in a quiet shopping mall. The inside is very obvious.

Pei Ran stopped, squatted down, and covered himself with the baffle of the elevator handrail. From his point of view, he saw a dozen people suddenly enter the gate of the mall, ten of whom were wearing military uniforms with guns in their hands. Some of them are dressed in ordinary, but Pei Ran can faintly feel that they may be supernaturalists.

The headed soldier was very cautious, carefully observing the surroundings, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, but he pulled his shoelace, and suddenly a stern rebuke came from his ear: "Who! Come out!"

The black barrel of the gun had been aimed at the half of his exposed head. He paused, knowing that he had been found, then slowly raised his hand and stood up from the elevator: "Don't shoot, I'm a human ."

He was too clean, and his handsome appearance made people shine. A long-haired woman in the team below said: "So you are a survivor, we thought it was a zombie."

Upon seeing this, the leading soldier put down his gun, his eyes were not as piercing as before, but he was still full of doubts, and asked sharply: "Are you a survivor? Alone?"

Pei Ran leaned on the elevator handrail and pointed at it with her finger: "Ah, no, my friend is also there. He has better skills. We drove out of X City. We just entered the mall and found no zombies inside. Changed clothes and ate something."

It can also be regarded as an explanation of why he is so clean.

The soldier heard the words, gestured to the brothers and the supernatural beings next to him to go upstairs to search, then saluted, and said to Pei Ran: "Hello, comrade, my name is Leng Feng. The south has now established a survivor base. We are following orders from the superior Come out to search for survivors, and you can leave with us later."

Pei Ran actually doesn't know where the base is. He only knows that if he keeps going south, he is lucky to be able to meet the army on the same road: "That's great, we don't know where to go yet. I really trouble you."

When Leng Feng heard the words, he thought of something and said, "Where is your friend?"

Pei Ran just wanted to talk about it, a light **** breath suddenly struck behind him, and then his right hand was fastened by a familiar force, and Qu Yan's voice with a low voice with a smile: "Ah, there are others here. It."

Pei Ran turned his head and saw a drop of blood on his collar that was not obvious. He tucked him without a trace, and then pointedly said: "We are very lucky. We met the search and rescue team. We can talk to them later. Go together."

Leng Feng glanced over the hands they were holding together. Inexplicably, he felt that these two people were a little strange, but he couldn't tell the strangeness. Seeing that Qu Yan was a little young, thin and thin, he couldn't help but ask: Traces of scratches from zombies. Physical examination is required before entering the base."

Qu Yan shook his head, saying no.

Pei Ran also said no.

Leng Feng stared at the obvious wound on his lips, did not speak, Pei Ran helplessly smiled: "Even if a zombie bites me, it is impossible to bite this place."

That's true.

"Sorry, you guys wait here for a while."

Leng Feng retracted his gaze somewhat embarrassedly, and then followed upstairs to collect supplies. Pei Ran was thankful that he hadn't swept all the inventory, otherwise it would be suspicious. Qu Yan suddenly approached his ear and whispered: "There are six on it. stranger."

This number is a bit scary. After all, the end of the world has not been long since the beginning, but the human body in the army is of high quality, and the chance of awakening abilities is higher than that of others.

As he said, he quietly closed his eyes and felt: "One water system, three space systems, one fire system, and one ice system."

Qu Yan's mental power can detect power fluctuations, and there may be a few zombies hidden on the top floor. Some of them have used powers, and the frequency of the fluctuations sent out is passed over.

So Pei Ran watched Qu Yan use mental power to replicate the water system and fire system abilities. The water system is a small ball of water, and the fire system is a cluster of faint blue flames. It seems that the power is not very powerful. , Qu Yan seemed a little disgusted, and he closed his palm: "There is no attack power."

After finishing speaking, he gave Pei Ran a little praise: "Your Thunderbolt is the most powerful."

Pei Ranle was happy: "It's good, there is water to wash your face and bath, so you don't have to waste mineral water all the time."

As they were talking, a group of people led by Leng Feng had already collected the supplies, Qu Yan also stopped in due course, lowered his head in a silent appearance, hiding behind Pei Ran in fear.

Leng Feng frowned slightly and looked a little weird. He hesitated to look at Pei Ran: "When you came, didn't you find any powerful zombies?"

Pei Ran said: "We went up to the third floor. We haven't gone to other places yet, what happened?"

Leng Feng looked at them and shook his head thoughtfully: "Nothing."

What he didn't say was that there was a zombie on the sixth floor, which was initially estimated to be a rare high-level T4. What's more shocking was that the crystal nucleus in the brain was hollowed out by somebody.