"Bang!"
The door to Leng Yebai’s room was kicked open by Zhang Yiming, completely twisting the already crooked lock.
With a clatter, the lock fell to the floor.
The door itself was so askew that another kick would destroy it completely.
Leng Yebai sat cross-legged on the bed, his decaying eyes slowly opened to glance at the aggressive Zhang Yiming, then closed again.
Each of his hands held a Crystal Core, which turned into waste at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Then, he nonchalantly replaced them with another pair.
Leng Yebai was imrsed in absorbing the Crystal Cores, unable to extricate himself.
Zhang Yiming said nothing, just pulled a pale yellow Ganmu from his pocket and strode directly towards Leng Yebai.
Leng Yebai could feel footsteps approaching, prompting him to open his eyes again.
He saw a palm-sized piece of pale yellow wood was already close, stabbing straight towards his face.
This piece of wood emitted a dense vitality.
The rich vitality seed slightly hot before him, sending a faint green light that made his skin itch sowhat.
Ever since the blood in his body turned black, he hadn’t felt pain.
This piece of wood was extraordinary.
In an instant, Leng Yebai realized sothing.
Zhang Yiming said nothing, maintained a stern face, and pressed one hand on Leng Yebai’s shoulder while the other holding the Ganmu moved towards Leng Yebai’s mouth.
That speed, that strength.
A normal person would surely get injured.
Zhang Yiming didn’t care, he couldn’t be gentle with Leng Yebai.
Leng Yebai squinted, swiftly reached out to grab Zhang Yiming’s hand holding the Ganmu.
"What is this?"
Leng Yebai’s hoarse voice sounded.
"Poison."
Zhang Yiming remained expressionless, pulled back his hand, pressed again on Leng Yebai’s shoulder, bringing the Ganmu closer to Leng Yebai’s decaying mouth.
"Don’t eat it, stop bothering ."
Leng Yebai turned his head and pushed Zhang Yiming away.
The two n were so close!
No sense of gentlemanly behavior!
"Don’t move!"
Zhang Yiming emitted a slight aura of hostility, powerful brainwaves pressed directly towards Leng Yebai.
The best way to deal with zombies was using brainwaves.
The brainwaves of a High Rank Zombie had absolute suppression over Low Level Zombies.
Leng Yebai looked at Zhang Yiming expressionlessly, his decayed lips slightly curved.
"Has your brain overheated recently? Your brainwaves are much weaker than before."
After speaking, another powerful brainwave instantly acted upon Zhang Yiming.
Leng Yebai stood up, approached Zhang Yiming, and pushed him out of the room.
Zhang Yiming felt his body heavy as if it weighed a thousand pounds, although not fearful, he was still affected.
His body’s control weakened significantly, even simple movents like raising his arms were restricted.
His brainwaves were severely damaged and hadn’t recovered yet, so now he could only be suppressed by Leng Yebai.
Tiger losing to dogs.
"This is sothing that could bring you back to Xiao Niu!"
Zhang Yiming struggled to raise his hand, holding the Ganmu, thrusting it towards Leng Yebai’s face.
Don’t ask why he didn’t cut it up for Leng Yebai to eat.
Zhang Yiming just wanted to see if it could choke him.
Leng Yebai dodged it and looked deeply at the Ganmu in Zhang Yiming’s hand.
"Oh, got it."
Leng Yebai raised his hand and snatched the Ganmu from Zhang Yiming.
While Zhang Yiming was still unwinding from the shock, Leng Yebai had already stuffed the palm-sized Ganmu into Zhang Yiming’s mouth.
The Ganmu, emanating dense vitality, burned his mouth, and pain quickly spread throughout his oral cavity.
The palm-sized Ganmu jamd his mouth.
Leng Yebai’s lips curved evilly, showing no rcy.
"Leng Yebai! You ***!"
Zhang Yiming instantly cursed.
Leng Yebai gave him no chance to refuse, the dual suppression of strength and brainwaves left Zhang Yiming with no ans to resist.
Back when President Leng didn’t have money, he worked on construction sites carrying bricks.
Even though Zhang Yiming wasn’t favored at ho, he was still the eldest son of the Zhang Family, never short of money, occasionally just exercising.
"***!"
Zhang Yiming looked like a drowning man, occasionally managing to utter a few elegant Chinese phrases.
Starting with national essence.
Other tis, he could only roll his eyes and drool.
The image instantly collapsed.
The noise attracted Fan Tangtang’s family, who had already arrived at the door to Leng Yebai’s room.
They all stared wide-eyed at Zhang Yiming being tornted by Leng Yebai.
Leng Yebai pressed a hand firmly on Zhang Yiming’s shoulder, while his other hand firmly covered his mouth.
Tut-tut-tut, the atmosphere sohow felt a bit ambiguous.
Fan Tangtang blinked, his gaze towards Leng Yebai was full of admiration.
He thought Bai Yifan was lying to him, she always said his elder sister was the most powerful, could beat Brother Zhang.
Now it seed, obviously, Brother Xiao Fan’s Brother Zhang was more powerful!
Fan Liping and Hu iling hesitated, unsure if they should step in to help.
"Hehe."
Fan Tangtang covered his mouth, chuckling quietly.
"Kids shouldn’t watch these things!"
Fan Liping glanced at the giggling Fan Tangtang and decisively pulled his son away with his wife.
The room was once again left with only Leng Yebai and Zhang Yiming.
"Let go! You **!"
Zhang Yiming felt he was about to die, knowing zombies wouldn’t suffocate to death.
But this big chunk of Ganmu burned like a raging fire, scorching through his throat to the entire body.
Swallowing it would be fine.
But such a large chunk, it’s really *** hard to swallow!
"Eat slowly, don’t rush!"
Leng Yebai looked calm.
This thing certainly seed valuable, eating it might actually turn him human.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t sothing he had found; he wouldn’t eat it.
"Ugh—"
Zhang Yiming rolled his eyes and drooled, the chunk of Ganmu had reached his throat.
His entire throat bulged, feeling his neck thickened by three inches.
The entire throat burned like fire, each cell in the body was eroded.
After half an hour, Zhang Yiming finally managed to swallow it down.
"Leng! Ye! Bai!" Zhang Yiming clutched his burning stomach, gritted his teeth, looking at Leng Yebai, "Do you want to choke to death?"
Leng Yebai raised his decaying brows, calmly sat on the chair, holding a Crystal Core, continuing to absorb it.
"I just wanted to see if swallowing directly could choke a zombie to death."
Leng Yebai’s hoarse voice sounded like a tattered bellows.
"This was ant for you! There was only this piece!" Zhang Yiming clutched his stomach, squatting, gritting his teeth.
He had prepared to give it to Leng Yebai to eat, never thought he would consu it this way.
If he had known, he’d shut himself in a room and cut it into slices to eat, wasn’t that better?
Why seek abuse?
"I’m not eating." Leng Yebai closed his eyes, continuing to absorb the Crystal Core.
"Are you afraid I’ll poison you? Ugh—"
Zhang Yiming dry retched, his complexion pale.
This resurrection wood tasted awful!
Nauseating, wanting to vomit!
"Eating from soone shortens the hand, taking from soone softens it." Leng Yebai calmly tossed the waste into the garbage bin, "If I eat this thing, soday you snatch my wife, I’d feel bad for killing you. So be careful now, my mood is off, I feel like hitting people."
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