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nChapter 127: Is Not Good.

nThe voice from the recording pen is quite loud, even if the canteen is noisy, the people around you can still hear clearly, but most people do not care about this matter.

nZhan Bei Tian eyebrow wrinkled and the sound of the recording pen sounded as if it were Zhuang Zi Yue. Then the recording pen voice was heard and it was Mu Yi Fan’s puzzled voice: “What’s the matter?”

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n“You…” the recording pen again heard the man’s voice, but after saying only one “you” word, the voice paused for a long time. Just when everyone thought there was nothing to follow, the man’s voice rang out again: “You’re a zombie.”

nIt was like a bomb, and everyone around them was shocked when they heard the voice in the recording pen.

nWhat the F?

nMu Yi Fan is a zombie? Others who did not hear the recording, but heard the buzzing surprise, they turned their heads to the person who heard the recording: “What’s the noise over there? Did something happen?”

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n“Zhan Bei Tian face went cold and he went in front of Rong Xue, took the recording in Rong Xue’s hand, and he turned off the recording pen, chilling: “What’s going on with this pen?”

nXiang Guo held his heart from the surprise and he followed Zhan Bei Tian. Rong Xue looked innocently at Zhan Bei Tian: “This recording is not mine, I know what’s going on.”

n“Whose is it?”

nRong Xue looks to Rong Yan.

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nZhan Bei Tian’s cold eyes turn to Rong Yan. “This recording is not mine, either,” said Ron Yan, blankly.

nThe man who saw the pen fall from Rong Yan said, “If it wasn’t for you, why did this pen fall out of your pocket?”

n“It’s… it’s not okay… This…” Rong Yan rushed. “I don’t know what’s going on, but this recording is really not mine.”

nOthers at the dinner noticed the movement on Zhan Bei Tian’s side, and they were quietly asking what was going on, and it wasn’t long before people from the other side heard Mu Yi Fan being a zombie’s story and like wildfire it spread throughout the dining hallway. “Mu Yi Fan is a zombie?”

nSome people wondered: “It’s impossible, isn’t it? If he had been a zombie, he would have bitten us.”

n“I don’t think he looks like a zombie, and if he had been zombie, everyone on our team would have been zombie, but now, no one has become a zombie because of zombie scratching.”

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nThe trouble of getting there late is that he did not know what was going on, and when he returned to the canteen, he found that as soon as they saw him, people jumped five steps away, leaving him in a fog. Then he saw a group with Zhan Bei Tian standing in the middle of the canteen room: “What are you doing?” Why won’t you go inside the canteen?”

nAs soon as the team around Zhan Bei Tian saw Mu Yi Fan they came over and pushed him a few steps away.

nAlthough they didn’t quite believe that Mu Yi Fan is a zombie, they don’t dare get too close to Mu Yi Fan for security reasons.

nAt the moment Zhan Bei Tian saw Mu Yi Fan, his face relaxed: “No, you go to canteen first.”

nMu Yi Fan looked at the people around him incredulously, carrier the meal to the usual seat to eat. As soon as he left, Zhan Bei Tian’s aggressive gaze swept through the crowd, cold-scolding them: “If anyone in the team speak of this, they’ll pack up and get kicked out of this group.”

nEveryone was too scared to make a sound.

nXiang Guo waved back at them: “Let’s continue with dinner.”

nThe crowd quickly dispersed.

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nRong Yan was still standing in place, pale-faced: “Major General Zhan, I…”

nZhan Bei Tian glanced at her, his cold face turned without of words and he went to dinner with Xiang Guo. Rong Mother, who returned from the meal, looked at her daughter’s face unsightly standing in the middle of the dining hall and she hurried over and asker her “Yan Yan, why don’t you come to dinner?”

nRong Yan saw his mother’s concerned face, her eyes suddenly went red, and she choked out a cry: “Mom!

nRong Mother was surprised when she saw her always-strong daughter cry, and she asked in a hurry, “What’s wrong?” What’s wrong?

nShe quickly put the meal on the side of the table, hugged her daughter: “Yan Yan, why do you cry? Who’s bullying you? Tell Mom, Mom, help you get justice.”

nRong Yan sucked her nose and said “Mom, that recording is really not mine.”

nRong Mother was confused: “What recording pen?”

nRong Yan saw that her mother knew nothing and wiped her eyes: “No… It’s all right, Mom, I’m not feeling well.

n“What’s it going on Yan?”

n“Rong Mother saw Rong Yan turned her head and left the canteen, she was anxiously carrying the meal and chasing after her. Xiang Guo, who was having a meal, saw Rong Yan running away from the cafeteria and his eye wrinkled: “Boss, that recording pen may not really be Rong Yan’s.”

nBut how to explain why the recording pen fell out of Rong Yan’s trouser pocket.

nZhan Bei Tian glances at him and walked towards Mu Yi Fan with a meal in hand.

nThe trouble went to sit at a table and eating found the people around him were strange, sitting far away from him, and look at his eyes strangely.

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nBut as he looked at them, they immediately bowed their heads to dinner, leaving him wondering.

nAt this point, Zhan Bei Tian sat down beside him. Mu Yi Fan rushed to whisper and said: “What happened today, I think the atmosphere is a little wrong.

n“What’s wrong? Eat fast.”

n“Zhan Bei Tian put a piece of meat in his bowl in his bowl.

nMu Yi Fan saw that no one looked over or said anything, he bowed his head and quickly cleaned up the rice out of the bowl.

nAfter dinner, Zhan Bei Tian returned Mu Yi Fan back to his room and went downstairs to Xiang Guo’s room. Xiang Guo saw Zhan Bei Tian and immediately moved his chair in front of Zhan Bei Tian: “Boss, sit.

n“You tell me the news again.”

nZhan Bei Tian sits down and goes straight into the conversation.

nBefore because the canteen had too many people, it was not convenient to speak, only then he did not continue. Xiang Guo sat at the end of the bed and said, “Except that the outgoing people were killed by a zombie, the zombie who killed them must have his own consciousness in the present, and his movement is no longer as slow as before, his pace is no longer hobbled, he can also can restrain the hunger for human flesh, and they are like ordinary human beings. These zombies are called advanced zombies.

n“The difference between advanced zombie and human is that the face and lips are not as blood-colored as humans, their eyes are black, as if with smoked makeup, and the inner eyes are very red, like someone had drawn a circle of red lines, very strange, and finally, their nails are black, which is the most striking feature of the high zombie.”

n“Boss, I heard the news, just as much.”

nZhan Bei Tian squinted and did not make a sound.

nXiang Guo hesitated and asked cautiously, “Boss, Mu Yi Fan…”

nZhan Bei Tian stared at him coldly.

nXiang Guo stopped talking

nAfter listening to the recording in the canteen, he also doubted Mu Yi Fan because he had just said that the senior zombie feature, and Mu Yi Fan covered all of them.

nAt first, he felt that Mu Yi Fan face and lips did not have blood color because of bone cancer, and then he thought Mu Yi Fan did not sleep well, will have black eyes, red eyes, but now think about it, maybe Mu Yi Fan is really a zombie.

nBy the fact, Mu Yi Fan often wears gloves.

nZhan Bei Tian suddenly got up and left the room.

n“Boss…”

nXiang Guo wanted to go after Zhan Bei Tian, but after thinking about it, Boss was smarter than he was, he could see things, and how boss couldn’t see it.

nZhan Bei Tian had just returned to the floor where they stayed and he heard the sound of a rush of footsteps below.

nAs soon as he looked down, he saw Zheng Guo Zong panting and running up.

nZhan Bei Tian flashed doubts under his eyes.

nZheng Guo Zong this time should be building a fence outside the East End is, and there is food there, but, how suddenly he back? “Dr. Zheng, why did you get back?”

nZheng Guo Zong, hearing the voice of Zhan Bei Tian, hurriedly looked up and saw that the man standing upstairs was really Zhan Bei Tian, and immediately said, “Zhan … Major General Zhan, no… No… No… It’s not good.

n“Don’t worry, say it slowly.” Zhan Bei Tian went down to hold on to Zheng Guo Zong, who was a little shaky, and he did not see the police following Mu Qing Tian next to Zheng Guo Zong his brow wrinkled in apprehension: “Is there something wrong with the child?”

nZheng Guo Zong was busy standing and he said: “Child… Child… Is downstairs.”

nZhan Bei Tian helped the child back to the room when he heard nothing was wrong. “I just heard a broadcast outside the East End, no, it’s not a broadcast, in short, it’s coming out of the radio,” Zheng Guo Zong said, as he gasped for breath.

nZhan Bei Tian saw his words a little confusing, and he did not interject, he just quietly listened to him finish. “And the voices of Mu Mu and Mr. Zhuang were on the radio, and worst of all, Mr. Zhuang asked Mu Mu if he was a zombie, and Mu Mu admitted that, and now everyone outside the East End know about it.”

nZhan Bei Tian’s face changed slightly, he quickly closed the door, and then, took out the previous recording pen, released the recording to Zheng Guo Zong: “You heard mu Mu and Zhuang Zi Yue conversation, is this it?”

n“After listening to a few words, Zheng Guo Zong quickly nodded: “Yes, yes, yes, that’s it!” That’s it!

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