After Being Forced To Raise a Crazy Milk Dog, I Am So Fragrant

Cen Qing felt that the hints he gave were obvious enough.

But David pointed the camera directly at Cen Qing and others.

[They actually smeared the blood of these things all over their bodies. Could it be that their brains are showing off? 】

Cen Qing and the others: "..."

I really fucked up with this old six.

"Just give him a shuttle."

Jin Siwen pulled the safety catch, as if to clean up the door.

"No, it's a waste of bullets."

"If you don't listen, then let's leave them alone."

Cen Qing is not some kind of Madonna's heart overflowing, there is no need to save a fool.

Pushing open the white door, Cen Qing and the others left without looking back.

On David's side, it wasn't until more and more hell dogs poured in that they gradually recovered.

But the members of Tiger Squad obviously couldn't hold on any longer.

Three or four members have been bitten, and the first member who was bitten has fallen into a coma.

[Fuck! How can this mad dog be killed? 】

At this time, David was also a little flustered.

Even the aim of the muzzle of the gun was slightly shifted, and the tiger team fell into an extremely passive state for a while.

Real people eat chicken: [One thing to say, according to my years of experience as a mercenary, this should not be a movie]

The godfather is not me: [That's because I'm filming a TV series, just watch a farce upstairs]

Is escaping from prison, do not disturb: [This... seems a bit like the zombie dog in the movie, and the special effects of the wound will not be so realistic]

All villains: [I agree with the upstairs, I heard about this thing from the people I work in the Q Group before, it seems to be a newly developed species]

The Sicilian is me: [It's over, Barbie Q is over, isn't this the prelude to Resident Evil?]

Hoarder: [Fortunately, I dug a storage room under the house, and I still have a lot of supplies in it]

White prostitution is not a dog: [Is it convenient to post an address upstairs? I'm going to grab a can to eat]

...

All of a sudden, thousands of barrages appeared on the phone screen.

And this live broadcast room instantly gained hundreds of thousands of popularity.

But David, who has been cornered by the Cerberus, can't control it.

Suddenly he remembered the reminder Cen Qing gave him just now, and hurriedly called his subordinates to follow suit.

When the members of the team covered themselves in sticky and disgusting blood, the bullet screen was another carnival.

There is no one in the mirror: [You were still laughing at others just now, does your face hurt now? Booming in a trance]

Realistic Utopia: [The effect of the program is full, looking forward to it]

There are also temporary hosts who show up.

[Then, whether David can lead the tiger team out of the encirclement of zombie dogs, we will wait and see]

Isn't this more exciting than movies and TV shows?

The gimmick of the live-action version of Resident Evil quickly fermented on the Internet.

The popularity of the live broadcast room has reached an unprecedented peak.

The gift was swiped directly to take off, and the status of the top brother was instantly lost.

[Come on, let's pay attention to the anchor, let's brush up the little red hearts and big rockets, okay?]

[Live-action Resident Evil, you deserve attention! 】

Just when the atmosphere in the live broadcast room reached its climax, the power was turned off with a snap.

They were plunged into darkness again.

A pencil sharpener: [What's going on? Why is my screen black here? 】

Two Foxes: [It doesn't seem to be our problem, it's because the host turned off the lights]

Beekeeper's self-cultivation: [I said it was special effects of a movie, you still don't believe it! It must be revealed now]

The Trial of the Innocence: [According to my experience in the film industry for more than 30 years, the anchor did not use any special effects]

I'm a naive critic: [Can the upstairs have a professional qualification certificate? 】

National level 10 contestant: [Then upstairs, can I show my birth certificate? 】

Winter is approaching: [Stop making noise, isn't it good to watch a movie? 】

Bai Ye can't do it: [One thing to say, what if, this zombie dog is real? 】

People who eat melons: [! ! ! ! 】

For a while, the live broadcast room was in chaos, and even the host who wanted to reconcile was scolded.

It is roughly divided into three factions. One faction thinks that all the scenes shown in the camera are special effects, and the other faction believes that these are real, and the anchor is performing a live-action version of Resident Evil.

And most of the rest are shit stirring sticks, put them there to make mud.

On the other hand, David held his breath as much as possible, and cold sweat directly soaked his entire back.

He could even feel the saliva from the Cerberus at his feet, dripping on his shoe, with a corrosive and irritating smell.

The team members behind followed closely behind, not daring to take a breath.

I was afraid that in the next second, I would be torn apart by the hellhounds swarming up.

Fortunately, they passed this difficult journey smoothly, just when David had already stepped outside the door.

A player behind him bit the neck of the player in front like crazy.

And the smell of blood also successfully attracted a large number of hell dogs.

Smelling the smell of blood in the air, they swarmed up and bit the team member who had fallen to the ground.

"Withdraw! Withdraw quickly!"

David gave his order just in time.

Even though he has experienced all kinds of wars, he still feels panic in the face of inhuman creatures beyond his imagination.

In this case, the team member who was bitten into several pieces in an instant was no longer worth saving.

The only thing they can do is to take advantage of this little time and run quickly!

But Vicki wanted to pull the players behind him, but was bitten by a hellhound on the arm.

David saw it and fired a shot.

With this shot, his hand trembled, but it also hit the Cerberus on the forehead.

Pulling the man over, David roared solemnly,

"Learn to protect yourself first, then you are qualified to protect others!"

There were originally nine members of the team, but now there are only five members left.

But looking at the closed door, David fell silent again.

They had no way out, but had no choice but to bite the bullet and move on.

As for what ghosts and monsters are waiting for them ahead, they can only pray to God.

Da da da da——

Rows of incandescent lamps on the ceiling lit up, and the light fell again, but it was obvious that their team was in a panic.

The ideal country is not ideal: [I haven't seen you for a few minutes, my brother is so annoying? 】

God's secret: [Didn't it belong to nine people before? Why are there only five people left now? What about the rest? 】

I want to be a ferryman: [Maybe I went to see God, smirk/smirk]

There is no Notre Dame in Paris: [The joke upstairs is not funny at all]

When the people who were eating melons in the live broadcast room started to tease, the two team members who were bitten by the Cerberus just now became a little abnormal.

Their pupils were blood red, and their faces began to turn blue.

The whole person seems to be frozen in time.

No matter how the teammates around them talked to them, it was useless.

"Boss, we might really be in trouble."

Wei Qi looked solemn, but his eyes also fell on the wound on his arm.

"Resident Evil is a movie, how could it appear in reality?!"

And isn't such a prohibited biological experiment banned by the government?

Maybe these things are just artificially manufactured defective products.

BTS: [Did you see, my elder brother said it was true! The bar is gone! 】

The myth will be passed down forever: [What is upstairs excited about? If this really becomes a biohazard, can you boy still be bulletproof? 】

Holding melons and eating melons: [It is estimated that by that time, bulletproof will be useless, and the truth will be able to prevent zombies]

But when the melon-eaters in the live broadcast room were discussing in a hurry, another accident occurred.

The two team members fell to the ground and convulsed instantly, foaming at the mouth.

Their eyeballs are moving at high speed, and their body temperature is also rising, even reaching the point of burning their hands.

Everything is exactly the same as what happened in the movie.

Oscar in the entertainment industry: [One thing to say, these two people acted quite realistically, if I hadn't been a staunch supporter of the government, I might have believed it]

Long live France: [Believe me, this is obviously not acting, acting can't be so realistic]

Daily breastfeeding method: [Why don't you go upstairs and surrender first? See if the zombies recognize your white flag]

The giant will last forever: [What's the point of all this, if you talk nonsense, the anchor's live broadcast room is about to be banned]

People who eat melons: [The upstairs is an honest man, catch him quickly! 】

...

David didn't want to watch the tens of millions of interactions in the live broadcast room, because the body temperature of the two team members dropped sharply.

And the rolling eyes slowly calmed down, and even the heartbeat stopped.

"Boss, I have no pulse."

Wei Qi looked worried, but there was still a little more expectation in the eyes looking at David.

He was in an orphanage since he was a child, and after being adopted, he wandered on the streets because his adoptive father was an alcoholic and his adoptive mother smoked contraband.

It was at the garbage dump that he met David.

At that time, he was so hungry that he rummaged through all the trash cans, but he still couldn't find anything to eat.

"Hey, if I knew it, I would have come earlier. I can't even pick up a piece of trash. God would hate me if I saw it."

"I don't know if God hates you or not, but you still seem to have a trash can left unturned."

The young David pointed to the small trash can next to him. Although his face was dirty, his eyes were bright.

Brighter than anything shiny he'd ever seen.

The young Vicky struggled with his limited physical strength, but obediently rummaged through the trash can.

Sure enough, there were some leftover biscuits in it.

He immediately grabbed it and ate it hungrily.

The biscuit was so hard it cracked his upper teeth, but he kept on eating.

Because, perhaps, this was his last supper.

"Eat slowly, and no one will grab you."

As he spoke, the young David took out a half-drunk bottle of orange soda from nowhere and handed it to him.

"Don't worry, the drink for you has not been poisoned."

Seeing that he was still a little puzzled and suspicious, the young David took a sip of soda as a demonstration, and even smacked his mouth.

"It's really delicious. If you don't drink it, I'll drink it all?"

After finishing speaking, the young David made a gesture to finish the soda, but was grabbed by the young Vicky.

He gulped down his hard-earned orange soda.

Since living on the streets, it is rare to have access to clean water.

As for soda, I dare not even think about it.

But he still didn't drink all of it, and left a small half for David, and also left him the small packet of biscuits.

"You can eat this by yourself. You are thinner than a monkey in a circus."

Young David did not answer.

The two sat close together, watching the gradually setting sun, their black backs stretched out.

"Or you can hang out with me in the future, so you won't starve to death on the street."

He has watched him for a long time.

Even if this kid died of starvation, he probably wouldn't do some shady things.

Pure as hell, but luck is surprisingly good.

Saved the day every time.

"If I hang out with you, will there be orange soda to drink?"

The young Vicky raised his head and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The light of the setting sun was also a little warm, so he had to squint to look at the people beside him.

"Yes, you can drink as much as you want in the future!"

"Come on, hang out with big brother and go hungry three times a day."

The young David was half joking, his brows and eyes stretched.

The eyes are also brighter.

"Ah? That's it, it's okay, I'm fighting hunger, just give me one meal in three days."

Let alone one meal for three days, he would be willing to give him one meal for five days.

After all, he was thin and small, and he didn't have any skills.

It is a very lucky thing to have someone take a fancy to him.

"That won't work. Follow my words, you have three meals a day, and you can't miss one meal."

I squeezed his shoulder, tsk, it's so hard, it's all bones.

"Then I'm afraid I'll make big brother poor."

The young Vicky scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, but smiled softly.

Perhaps, they are the last tenderness left to them by God.

After the memory was over, when Wei Qi was stunned, the two infected players suddenly opened their eyes.

Only the whites of their eyeballs were left, but their mouths were wide open, and they rushed straight at Vicki.

And David reacted quickly, pulled Vicki directly, and kicked the player away.

That kick took almost all of his strength, and David even heard the sound of bones cracking.

But after the team member was slammed against the wall, he still climbed up in a twisted posture.

The camera pulled out a phantom following David's movements, but it still couldn't resist the enthusiastic surfing of netizens who eat melons.

Dear Sun Never Sets: [Live-action Resident Evil? Come on! 】

Candy is super sweet: [Could it be infected, brother, hurry up and get a headshot, never played the game? 】

Press AK and hurry up: [The upstairs is so good at pointing Jiangshan, why don't you go to the scene to direct it? 】

Let's be a funny man: [After all, he is a team member that he gets along with day and night, so why don't you let the elder brother do it?]

No one survived: [Could it be irony upstairs? I wonder if these anchors have scripts? 】

Playing scripts online: [Is there some kind of brotherhood scene going on in the next scene, by the way, do you want another wave of gifts or something? 】