The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

He seems to have overlooked a problem.

Do zombies really need to sleep?

And... breathe.

The little guy is breathing, although it is very weak, but it is real.

Only the living breathe.

Where there is breathing, there is also heartbeat.

Thinking of this, Fu Chi's heartbeat quickened, his mood suddenly became high, and his peach blossom eyes were filled with anticipation.

It was impossible to really put his hands on her heart, that would be hooliganism, so he reached for the little guy's wrist, trying to sense the beating of his pulse.

But no.

Fu Chi only felt that a bucket of cold water was poured down, and his heart was chilled to the bone.

But the fingers are still reluctant to leave, wanting to capture sporadic hopes.

What if?

Maybe tens of seconds, maybe a minute, maybe three minutes later, he felt the slight beating touch of his fingertips.

But Fu Chi was afraid that it was an illusion, so he continued to feel it intently.

Then I felt the tiny but real beating again.

Sure enough, there is a pulse, but it is much slower than ordinary people.

Fu Chi gave the little guy a nudge, and the other guy seemed to be angry about getting up, and with a little emotion after being woken up, he couldn't help baring his teeth.

Before opening his eyes, he was thinking of threatening people.

He smiled lightly and drew a very slight arc.

The little guy reluctantly opened his eyes, sat up slowly, and stared at him silently with shallow eyes, aggrieved.

Fu Chi rubbed her hair, "It's time to get up."

...

After washing up, the group ate dry bread for breakfast, and then continued driving.

Several men can drive, and they take turns driving.

Lin Qing can also drive, and she looks eager to try. Lin Jiang, who has always been dull, has a rare facial expression, and is quite eager, "I can't let her drive!"

He thought of his younger sister's insistence on driving, all kinds of extreme maneuvers on the road, and his heart was in his throat while sitting in the co-pilot.

I can drive it... I didn't hit anyone... But whoever drives a normal person makes a sharp turn from time to time! Think of it as a flying car!

Lin Jiang felt suffocated when she thought that she might substitute the air spray, landing spray, and double spray in the flying car into reality and apply it to driving.

Everyone knows Lin Jiang quite well, and it can make him anxious, which shows that Lin Qing is a terrible thing to drive.

So they all declined Lin Qing's request.

Fu Chi is driving in the driver's seat at the moment, and of course, Cutie is in the co-pilot.

Rao Lin Qing wanted to take care of the cutie, but Fu Chi refused, let alone the "tough guy" Wang Lin wanted to talk to the cutie.

Don't even think about it.

"I don't have enough oil." Fu Chi sensed it with his psychic abilities. Since the surge of psychic abilities, his observation of things has increased a lot.

Xie Xiangchen looked out the car window, "I know this place well. There is a gas station five kilometers ahead."

"Okay, let's go to the gas station first."

Fu Chi took a look at Xiaocuti from the corner of his eye, and continued to concentrate on driving.

She is very good.

The little cutie just looks out of the window occasionally, quietly.

After the car drove for an hour, Fu Chi frowned slightly, and the speed gradually slowed down.

At the same time, Xie Xiangchen opened his eyes and said, "There is someone in front."

The few people who were still a little lazy at first became vigilant. Except for teammates, it was difficult to trust others for no reason.

In this world, who would dare to surrender their trust?

It is precisely because of the experience of betrayal and deceit that after being rescued and accepted by Fu Chi, he realized how rare this helping hand is.

Xie Xiangchen, as the team's radar, now closed his eyes and concentrated on finding information in the distance.

After a few minutes, his face turned pale, and he said wearily, "There are four people, suspected to have weapons."