MTL - After Being Forced To Raise a Crazy Milk Dog, I Am So Fragrant-Chapter 131 Live-action Resident Evil?

  Chapter 131 Live-action Resident Evil?

  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 others: "..."

  I really **** took this old six.

   "Just give him a shuttle."

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

   "Don't blame the wasted bullets."

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

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

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

   As for David, it wasn't until more and more **** dogs poured in that he gradually recovered.

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

  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 a little off. For a while, the tiger team fell into an extremely passive state.

  Real Man Eats Chicken: [One thing to say, based on 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 people who work in Q Group before, it seems to be the latest research and development species]

  The Sicilian is me: [It's over, Barbie Q is over, this is not 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]

  …

   Suddenly, thousands of barrages appeared on the screen of the mobile phone.

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

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

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

  When the members of the team waited for the team to cover themselves with sticky and disgusting blood, the barrage was another burst of carnival.

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

  Real Utopia: [The program is full of effects, 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 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】

  【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 an idiot: [Can the upstairs show the qualification certificate? 】

  National bar master tenth level player: [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? 】

  Melon eaters: [! ! 】

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

  There are generally three factions. One group thinks that all the scenes shown in the camera are special effects, and the other group thinks that these are real, and the anchor is performing a live-action version of Resident Evil.

   And most of the rest are excrement stir sticks, put them there to make mud.

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

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

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

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

   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.

  The smell of blood also successfully attracted a large number of hellhounds.

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

   "Withdraw! Withdraw quickly!"

  David gave the 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 Vicky 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 hands 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!"

  The original nine-person team now has five people left.

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

  They have no way to retreat, so they can only 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 melon-eating crowd 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 by time.

  No matter how the teammates around them talk to them, it will have no effect.

   "Boss, we might actually be in trouble."

  Vich looked dignified, 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 artificially manufactured defective products.

  BTS: [See, my elder brother said it's true! The bar is gone! 】

  Myths are 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, something happened again.

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

  Their eyeballs are turning 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 wasn’t 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]

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

  Melon eaters: [There is an honest man upstairs, 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 players was dropping sharply.

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

   "Boss, I have no pulse."

  Vich 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.

   That is, at the garbage dump, 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 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, young David took out a half-drunk bottle of orange soda from somewhere, and handed it to him.

   "Don't worry, I gave you a drink, and it hasn't been poisoned."

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

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

  After 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 street, I rarely have the opportunity to drink clean water.

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

   But he still didn't drink it all, 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 of them sat close together, watching the gradually setting sun, their black backs elongated.

   "How about you hang out with me in the future, and you won't starve to death on the street."

  He watched him for a long time.

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

  Desperately pure, but surprisingly lucky.

   Save 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 bit warm, making him have to squint 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 more shiny.

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

   Not to mention one meal for three days, he is willing to give him one meal for five days.

   After all, I am thin and small, and I don't have any skills.

   It is already very lucky 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."

   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, just when Wei Qi was stunned, the two infected players suddenly opened their eyes.

  Their eyeballs were only the whites of their eyes, 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 used almost all his strength, and David even heard the sound of bone 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, the 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? 】

  Pressed AK and hurried: [The upstairs is so good at giving advice, why don't you go to the scene to direct it? 】

  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? 】

   Play script online and kill: [Is there some kind of brotherly love scene going to be staged in the next scene, by the way, do you want another wave of gifts or something? 】

  (end of this chapter)