The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 943 The Damned Security

The dishes, cups and plates on the dining table buzzed, trembled and jingled from time to time, and the continuous and violent external bombardment inevitably caused tinnitus, tightness in the ear canal and discomfort in the chest to several people in the shock-absorbing silent room, especially Tai Xiaoyi, who was always They are all weak and strong.

Old Wang was poking at his bowl of scallops irritably: "I figured it out, why don't you just play around outside, at least you can vent your emotions when fighting with walking corpses."

"It's much better than last time. Before, it was hard for the flesh to fight over."

"I don't know how long it will take to go out. I think Teacher Cang is a little impatient. The testing ground has become Teacher Cang's only spiritual support."

Old Wang gritted his teeth and said, "This thing that hurts others and does not benefit oneself, you don't even have to scrape the ground. How about Mr. Cang pinching his eyes and looking down on him?"

"What are you talking about!" Li Cang coughed, "I repeat, this is called an ideological dispute, which is very serious and rigorous, and does not involve any personal or subjective matters—well, I just can't see it with half-closed eyes." Get on him, what?"

"goose!"

Nonsense, the well-behaved stage 3 walking corpse will directly return to stage 2, the mill can’t be ignored, even if you are a second-hand dealer selling small coins, you will have to discount a lot of money. Well, if it weren't for another elegant girl, I wouldn't be a substitute for a big wronged child?
Let's take a simple math storm. For example, Teacher Cang can earn five yuan for every meter he walks forward in the empty island. If you calculate it, Mr. Cang will lose nine yuan. If you walk one meter, you will lose ten yuan. If you walk two meters, you will lose fifty yuan. If you walk ten meters, you will lose one thousand yuan.

Cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents!
What is this?

This is blood feud!
I, Li Cang, are at odds with you!

In short, the situation is like this. The specific situation depends on the situation. Even if he doesn't want to admit it, but with Li Cang's character, the behavior of posting ridicule itself is full of this smell of frustration, and it is the lowest way to vent. , he obviously has a better option——

Well, it's cool though.

At any rate, this can be called luring snakes out of their holes instead of scaring them. If Wang Shifei or whatever he thinks about his country is caught and exploded, it will always solve the hatred in his heart, right?
Tangtang, he thinks about the priests of the National University, and the countless believers who call the wind and rain, and even ignore the settlements of the major bases. We usually put the track line and you have no chance to ambush me. I will directly expose the position to you. You If it doesn't show up again, it's really a useless mother who opened the door for the useless and the useless family, do you still want to hang out on the road?

Li Cang's left and right combined, no matter what, the plan worked!

The three people at the dinner table were silent
Every time Li Cang has this expression, he must be thinking about putting on shoes for the unlucky bastard, and he must be sure to do something, they are already used to it.
But the damn sense of security Teacher Cang gave us always makes people shudder every time, what the hell is going on? !

sense of security.

It's a wonderful thing.

It's like your steel boyfriend giving you lip gloss and only giving poplar trees may have nothing to do with aesthetic taste, value, etc., but it tastes better than so-and-so's.

It could also be that the old Wang Tai Xiaoyi got up after a good night's sleep and was shocked to find that someone was gnawing their bark and grass roots outside the stilted building.
You see, with the same track line and the same subordinates, some spend money and others live without food, this is the gap.

"This damn sense of security~" Old Wang sighed again: "This guy was dropped from his own empty island? The island is gone and there is no one left?"

A small pile of wild rhubarb leaves and shepherd's purse with only roots were scattered on the ground. This man with green eyes and ragged clothes is now cooking a bowl of cold soup and rice in a basin.

"I don't know. When I saw him, I nearly blew that poor torreya tree bare!" Li Cang shrugged and said, "It's time for the translator to update the language. He doesn't seem to understand what I'm talking about."

There were not many pieces of cloth on the body of the skinny middle-aged man. The exposed skin was covered with thick dirt visible to the naked eye. Under the dirt, there were criss-cross healing scars. With no eyesight, more like ghosts than people.

After eating a whole pot of rice, the man suddenly vomited violently, and the vomit was mixed with traces of blood.

After the middle-aged man vomited, he was half lying on the ground panting, his eyes fixed on what he had vomited, his body trembling and he stretched out his hand towards the puddle, as if he wanted to hold it up again.
"Damn it! Fuck you fucker, don't move!" Old Wang went crazy: "What the hell do you want to do? It's not this kind of food that we can afford! Brother! There's still more in the kitchen! Stop it! groove!"

Two dog legs stepped forward and dragged up the man who was tortured by hunger and lost his mind. After all, he was also a subordinate, and his physical fitness could still withstand the side effects of violent eating.

The little lady finally found a soft-boiled free-range chicken from the kitchen. It was still warm, and brought over the soup with a pot.

The middle-aged man poured three big bowls of soup in a row, chewed the chicken with bones and meat until it was clucking, and the painting style was so tragic that walking corpses could be regarded as dining etiquette, compared with him, Li Leisi and Tai Xiaoyi frowned.

While eating, the middle-aged man's tears flowed into a river.

Pharaoh: "."

The middle-aged man howled silently for several minutes with his mouth full of meat like a sculpture, and finally returned to his sanity.

"I was dropped," he said in broken English, "from my own island, they dropped me to die on a piece of debris no bigger than a toilet, and I floated for 8 days before I saw and found Chance jumps to your island."

"The co-author is not dumb! Why? Black and black?"

"I"

"He was infected by the filthy corpse." Li Cang shook his head and said, "He can't transform into a corpse, but he has a problem with his blood. Look at his panel, his power is only 4.5c, which is probably similar to the rank drop of the subordinate version?"

The middle-aged man's facial muscles twitched violently: "Thank you for your food and your generosity. God will bless you all. If you can, please put me on a piece of debris. Now my last wish has been fulfilled. I'm very full, I just don't want to die sadly of hunger!"

"I'll talk about life and death later." Old Wang asked, "Let me tell you what you know first."

"We are a caravan, a total of 23 islands united, 260 seven people, accidentally broke in, dead or injured, the empty island was destroyed and only eight were left, 8 people were killed in the battle 3 days ago Infected by the filthy scab corpses and lost the ability to fight, they were all left on the island to die, I was unlucky, I didn’t go to see God on the spot, just landed on a small piece of debris, and have been floating like this until now.”

"What's in the central area of ​​this place?"

"The center?" The middle-aged man gave Pharaoh a strange look, "There is no center, there is nothing, only all kinds of wild islands and debris accelerating wildly, countless walking dead beasts, trapped here and lost their way subordinates."

"Trapped?"

"Except for the orbital island, no subordinate Sky Island can go out from here, no! It will only be taken to spin wildly with the ring line, or be smashed into pieces!"

(End of this chapter)