Chapter 1551: Zombie King, a bit bad (33)
Chapter 1551 Zombie Emperor, a bit bad (33)
Kang Minghui’s eyes lit up: "Dad, what do you mean...?"
People can't leave, Song Hai has a heart to leave again, and still has a rift with them. With his dad's temperament, he will never let him go easily.
Kang Weibo ignored him and took a cup of tea to drink.
"Dad, didn't you say you can't help me? Why...?"
His father had just pressed Song Hai himself to hand over people obediently, which surprised him very much.
His dad is very opposed to him playing women. Why is it so strange this time?
Kang Weibo took a sip of his tea and put down the teacup, then he said:
"A dog that used to work well, suddenly became disobedient, of course it must be suppressed."
"However, since the dog is disobedient, it is a curse to keep it."
Kang Minghui’s eyes were bright, and he asked urgently: "Dad, what are we going to do? Just kill him?"
Kang Weibo glanced at him: "I have my own plans for this."
"It's you, please be honest with me these few days, don't cause me trouble again."
With Song Hai’s tense temperament, if he dared to hit Zhang Wenli’s idea, he would not let Song Hai jump over the wall in a hurry.
Thinking of what he had handed down to report just now, he reminded: "Also, that little girl from the Su family, don't mess with it."
He hadn't noticed before, there was such a hidden person in the team.
Able to kill in and out of a group of zombies alone, without even getting a drop of zombie blood.
This is not something ordinary people can do.
Even those with supernatural powers under his hand do not have this ability, nor do they have this courage.
"That Su Yali with wind power?"
Kang Minghui obviously did not notice Su Qiao.
Kang Weibo hates iron but steel: "Stupid, I'm talking about the little girl named Su Qiao."
"What is she afraid of?"
Kang Minghui slid Su Qiao's small face in his mind.
Apart from being a little more delicate, there seems to be nothing unusual.
But why didn’t he realize that this little girl was so beautiful before?
Kang Weibo stared at him warningly: "This little girl is not easy, anyway, I was right."
"Ok."
Seeing his father being so harsh, Kang Minghui temporarily put out his mind to provoke Su Qiao.
But deep down in his heart, he didn't really look at Su Qiao, he felt that his dad was a little too cautious.
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Su Qiao came back from the front door openly, and was not ready to conceal it anymore.
Of course, I don’t think it is necessary.
At this time, there is nothing wrong with being high-profile, at least some people who want to make some ideas will first consider their own life.
"Get up, the instant noodles you want are ready."
Put the cooked instant noodles in a bowl and put them on the table. Su Qiao walked over and kicked the edge of the mattress.
The boy who had been sulking on the bed, got up with a stinking face, walked to the table and looked at it, suddenly unhappy again.
"I don't like so much oil."
It's oily, it looks like it has no appetite.
was holding up a bowl of Su Qiao who was about to eat: "I don't like what you said earlier."
She finished putting all the seasoning packets out, and he said he didn't like it.
Not to mention how to eat instant noodles without oil?
Is that still called instant noodles?
Gao Jingyu sat on the sofa with her mouth flat and did not say a word, but said ‘I’m not happy’ all over his face.
Su Qiao took a deep breath.
can not fight!
can not fight!
This guy has suffered enough and cannot increase his suffering.
Su Qiao worked hard to do a good job in psychological construction, "what else is required, say it all at once."
"I want the spicy one, and I have to put three seasoning packets."
Gao Jingyu always felt that she wanted to beat herself, so she quickly stated her request.
(End of this chapter)
