Number One Zombie Wife, Chapter 27: Who the hell is he?
Thudding, Mu Yifan’s heart missed a beat, worried that the man in white had seen something.
However, he quickly calmed down, even if the man in white knows the former Mu Yifan, or discovers that he wasn’t, so what if it’s the same, the amount of the other side also can’t imagine that this body has already changed a core inside.
It’s just that in this body, there really isn’t a memory of this man in white, but why would the other person use a very familiar tone of voice attitude towards him, and also, he felt very familiar with the white-clothed man, as if he had known him for a long time.
Mu Yifan came back to his senses, drew back his own hand, and decided to obey the memory in his head, saying, “Gentleman, we don’t seem to know each other, do we? How do you know what kind of person I used to be?”
“Don’t know.” the man in white laughed without anger, “We really don’t know each other.”
Immediately, he saw something, the smile suddenly froze at the corners of his mouth, incredulity and hostility flashed in his eyes, and he abruptly tugged up Mu Yifan’s collar. I was furious, “What happened to your stomach? You’re not getting fat, are you? How can you get fat?”
Mu Yifan felt that the man in white was simply a mental case, smiling like a spring breeze one second, then acting like a madman the next.
He yanked off the man in white clothes hand and pushed the man away angrily, “Who says I’m getting fat? You’re the one who’s fúcking getting fat, I’ve got a stomach gas, stomach gas understand. If you don’t understand, go to the hospital and ask the doctor, and by the way, cure your brain.”
“Stomach gas?” The man in white clothes stared at his round belly in disbelief.
Mu Yifan didn’t look good: “You’re a really strange person, it’s none of your business even if I’m getting fat, right?”
“Why not” the man in white abruptly stopped speaking, rubbed his brow, put away his anger, and said helplessly, “Let’s not talk about this, I’m here this time in G City specifically to see you, but you’ve changed unexpectedly and things have gone off the rails and I don’t know what’s going on here, but one thing I’d like to remind you is that you must be conscious while your nails are completely black. From now on, if you need anything, come to me in B City.”
Afterward, a taxi approached.
He waves the taxi to stop.
Mu Yifan hurriedly asked, “Who are you?”
“I’ll tell you when you get to B City.” The man in white smiled slightly, reverted to his previous gentlemanly manner, and turned to open the taxi door.
“Wait a minute.”
The man in white thought Mu Yifan had something else to ask, dropped his step, and looked at him.
Mu Yifan hurriedly ran over, like a monkey, and sensitively got in through the open door infront of the man in white clothes’s car, innocently facing the man standing in The man outside the car said, “I called for this taxi, so if you want a ride, go get yourself another one.”
The man in white clothes’ mouth squinched hard.
Mu Yifan ignored the black-faced white man, closed the car door fast and shouted, “Driver, drive.”
The driver immediately stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
Mu Yifan turned back, looked out the back window at the man in white still standing in place, exhaled deeply, and then that heart lifted again.
In the novels he wrote, the zombies with completely black fingernails and self-awareness and the ability to control flesh-eating flesh are rated at least above level seven, there’s no telling how high the man in white clothes’s level is or if he has any abilities on him.
Most importantly, how can there be advanced zombies now that the end times haven’t arrived, and also, there are no such people in his novels, and where did that man in white clothes come from?
Who is he, anyway?