Chapter 463： Doomsday Terminator 13 ┃The wicked have their own grind (1/2)

Zhuang Li, who was standing on the freighter, immediately noticed Bei Ming's abnormality.

He didn't think much about it, he just thought that something was wrong with Bei Ming's heart, so he hurried off the boat, rushed to the man's side, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you? Is your heart uncomfortable?"

Bei Ming was startled, and quickly adjusted his facial expression, nodding along the way: "For a short while just now, I felt a tingling in my heart."

"Come on board with me to check your body." Zhuang Li pointed to the freighter.

The zombies in the port have been emptied by the people brought by Bei Ming. At the moment, everyone is carrying large boxes under the ship. The boxes are filled with seeds of various plants.

With these seeds, the food production of the Pure Land Base is guaranteed.

Bei Ming's impression of Dr. Zhuang Li is very complicated. On the one hand, he was very resistant to the identity of the other party, and also doubted the purpose of this man to save him; on the other hand, when the other party lightly held his wrist and pulled him up to the freighter, his legs But he followed uncontrollably.

His soul seemed to be split in two. Half are saying that this person is dangerous, you should stay away from him or even get rid of him; the other half sigh gratefully: But he gave you a second life, how can you hurt him?

Bei Ming's brain was completely confused. The hand that was held by Dr. Zhuang was slightly hot, but the hand that was not held was clenched into a fist for a while, and then slowly loosened, struggling repeatedly between attacking and not attacking.

Before he could figure out what to do, the infirmary had already arrived.

Zhuang Li took out a stethoscope and instructed, "Take off your clothes."

Bei Ming took off his clothes subconsciously.

Seeing his sturdy body full of strength and beauty, 7480 spit out: "Master, you're doing a good job! You don't need to take off your clothes to listen to the heart sound, you want to see the body of the gods, right? You are good or bad!"

Zhuang Li seriously picked up the stethoscope, put it on Bei Ming's chest, and hummed in his heart, "I love this body."

Bei Ming: "..."

All the struggles, vigilance, and fears in his heart were washed away by this obviously teasing remark.

This Dr. Zhuang Li's psychological activities are completely out of the same channel as those tasked with. Why didn't he plot **** himself in exchange for points? He didn't bring himself to the boat to attack, but to trick himself into taking off his clothes?

This style is not right, is it?

And Dr. Zhuang Li's system is also very strange. It's voice is not cold and heartless at all, but grandma's, like a naughty child.

This unified combination of people is different from all the missionaries Bei Ming has seen.

In his absence, the cold stethoscope touched the skin, causing Bei Ming's chest muscles to tremble unconsciously.

In the next instant, he noticed that Dr. Zhuang Li's gaze towards his chest was obviously scorching hot. The other party pretended to be indifferent on the surface, but the dialogue with the system broke through a certain scale.

"This body is indeed the best in the world!" Zhuang Li sighed: "I want to replace the stethoscope with the palm of my hand, to truly experience the feeling of strong muscles beating in the palm of my hand."

7480 instigated: "You pretend to be slippery, throw away the stethoscope, and touch it quickly. It's okay, he will definitely not doubt you."

Bei Ming: "..."

He didn't want to show anything unusual, but his ears were burning red uncontrollably.

The next moment, he heard Dr. Zhuang Li sigh: "He's shy. Just checking his body, his ears turned red. It's cute, thinking-"

"Thinking about the day!" 7480 quick interface.

Zhuang Li chuckled and said, "I can only have this idea, not you. He belongs to me."

Bei Ming: "..."

Even if he became a superman, he couldn't control the transpiration and surging of his blood. How could this Dr. Zhuang Li...

At this moment, he has completely forgotten any enemies, positions, and killings. He blushed with embarrassment, and his neck was thick, and his heart, which had been tingling a while ago, was beating fast now.

"Your heart is beating too fast." Zhuang Li put down the stethoscope with a worried expression on his face.

He hadn't realized that his own voice had been read. The experience from the previous world made him think that the communication between himself and 7480 was something that no one could see. While the concern was in chaos, he did not delve into every expression of Bei Ming.

He frowned and said, "Lie down, I'll test your heart and electrogram for you, and I'll take you for an X-ray later."

Bei Ming could see that this person was really worried about himself, so he lay down obediently, and his tense nerves slowly relaxed.

He determined that the current Dr. Zhuang was not dangerous.

Zhuang Li carefully operates the machine.

Looking at his unusually handsome profile, Bei Ming fell into a state of tranquility. At this moment, he forgot the chaos and dangers of the last days, and only felt peaceful.

He suddenly remembered the question that had troubled him for a long time, so he asked in a low voice, "Dr. Zhuang, what genes did you fuse for me?"

Zhuang Li was stunned for a moment, then smiled lightly: "This is my scientific research secret, I can't tell you."

Bei Ming was very disappointed. He really wanted to know where such a powerful force came from.

7480 complained: "Why didn't you tell him that you fused the genes of Pipi shrimp for him?"

Disappointed Bei Ming: "!!!"

Pipi shrimp? Did he hear it wrong? It must be!

However, in the next second, Zhuang Li confirmed this statement: "I can't tell him, otherwise he will feel inferior. He only needs to know that he is very powerful. As for what species this powerful power comes from, it doesn't matter? want."

7480 blew a rainbow fart: "Master, you are so considerate! You know how to take care of the feelings of the gods too well."

Bei Ming: "..."

I really thank you Dr. Zhuang!

Bei Ming closed his eyes and suddenly felt very tired. Pipi shrimp? Impossible, Dr. Zhuang must be a liar. No, I'm actually a little embarrassed.

Bei Ming opened his eyes, wiped his face helplessly, but raised the corners of his lips ironically. He had completely forgotten to guard against the person in front of him.

Somehow, he found this Dr. Zhuang and his system very cute. Before that, he couldn't imagine that he would use the word "cute" to describe a tasker.

After checking his body, Zhuang Li looked at the data and breathed a sigh of relief: "No problem, you are recovering well."