Global wasteland: I hid in an air-raid shelter to build a nuclear bomb

Chapter 63 "Brother, Come One?"

Chen Fa shook his head, and put the model into his arms.

The highest priority now is to unlock the ability on the gravedigger's machine gun, just over 1000 points away.

The rest needs to be postponed and put on hold.

He casually glanced at the other props, they were all waste props that were said to be useless in a certain environment, and after putting them in his arms, he strode towards his room.

"Sleep, get up and work tomorrow morning."

"okay."

Lao Yang casually took out a bottle of mineral water from his arms and threw it into Ah Huang's arms: "Eat slowly, don't let your mother choke to death."

Then he strode towards his room.

Ah Huang looked at Lao Yang helplessly and said helplessly, "If you care about people, you can't be gentle."

"whispering sound."

The old sheep waved his hand without looking back, and said impatiently: "You can't be gentle, just your temper, sue me, and wait for your court session."

Ah Huang shook his head and sighed softly, broke off half of the red sausage in his hand and fed it to Rhubarb who was wagging his tail beside him, staring at the bright flashlight in front of him like an ever-burning lamp.

His expression gradually became dazed, and he didn't know what he thought of.

After a while, he also shook his head and walked towards his room.

Time to sleep.

the next day.

After washing up casually, Chen Fa picked up his shirt from the back of the chair and put it on his body, then walked outside: "Let's go, it's time to work."

The old sheep shrugged helplessly: "I think we should see if Xia Longshao and the others are dead, and then catch them and let them mine for us."

"After all, they are idle when they are idle."

"There's nothing wrong with doing more work."

soon.

A group of people walked through the tunnel and came to the entrance of the subway station.

"How do you say, Brother Fa?" Lao Yang looked at the street where there was no corpse in front of him and raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to repeat the old trick?"

"Ah."

at this time.

A piercing and passionate music suddenly came from far to near.

A man's passionate roar could be vaguely heard.

"The figure you admired, from being with you to getting to know each other!"

"Then pick up a pen and write a famous poem, and call me Master Wen!"

"The green mountains and green waters are comparable to my beauty!"

"This demonic ghost, how could he regret defeating the dragon!"

"It's a flash in the pan."

The sound came quickly from far to near, and then while Lao Yang was stunned, a middle-aged man wearing a camouflage uniform on a motorcycle, at this time, a stereo was tied to the back seat, and music with a strong sense of rhythm was playing on it. Come fast.

"Stab!"

The piercing sound of brakes sounded, and the man seemed to be full of social skills. He drifted and flicked, pulling the front of the car in front of Chen Fa and the others, with an excited smile on his face.

"Yeah, I saw my hometown again."

He took out a crumpled pack of cigarettes from his pocket, threw a bunch of cigarettes into his mouth with his backhand, and then picked up a shotgun with a muzzle as thick as an arm from the back seat without any hesitation, and aimed it at his mouth. A cigarette butt dangling from his mouth.

"Oh!"

Gunshots rang out.

I saw that half of the cigarette in the man's mouth had been knocked out, and the remaining half of the cigarette was burning with scarlet light.

The man took a long puff in satisfaction, then threw the pack of cigarettes into Chen Fa's arms, put the shotgun in his hand in front of Chen Fa's head, and raised his left palm to cover the gun's muzzle: "Brother, here's a cigarette!" ?”

"I'll give you some, come."

Chen Fa stared blankly at the man carrying a shotgun in front of him, and after a long silence, he took out a cigarette from the pack in his arms and put it in his mouth, and said softly.

"No, I'll order it myself."

"You light it yourself? Do you have a fire?"

"Have."

The next second—

Under the horrified gaze of the man, Chen Fa took out a gravedigger machine gun several times larger than the shotgun in the man's hand from his arms.

Aim at the cigarette butt in his mouth, pull the trigger, and it's a shuttle.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

A dozen grenades shot out from the muzzle of the gun with flames. When the cigarette butts were lit, the grenades exploded in the sky like fireworks.

"Come."

Before the man could react, Chen Fa threw the pack of cigarettes back into the man's arms.

"The one in your mouth is finished, and another one will be added."

Then he put the muzzle of the gun in his hand directly on top of the man's head.

He said with a blank face.

"I'll light it up for you this time. Your fire is too small to light well."

The man subconsciously swallowed his saliva, looked away from the clouds of gunpowder smoke in the sky, looked at the young man in front of him with a dazed face, and smiled.

Turning his head slightly to the side, he slowly raised his hands.

"Brother, look what you are doing."

"Who would point a gun at someone's head when lighting a cigarette?"

"Stop smoking?" Chen Fa sneered, and shouted loudly: "Tie him up, damn it, you like smoking, right? I'll order something for you today."

"Don't don't."

After the words fell, the man jumped off the motorcycle in a hurry, pushed back a few steps, and raised the shotgun in his hand and hurriedly said: "Everyone is a fellow, there is no need, no need, calm down."

"Who the hell is with your fellow countryman." Lao Yang cursed with a dissatisfied expression: "Don't come up here just to make a relationship, do I know you?"

"Ride a broken motorcycle with a stereo, take a shotgun every day, show off your power and show off your teeth and claws endlessly, right?"

"What's wrong, you're a social mess?"

"Of course I'm a fellow." The man first sneered, and then tried to soften his voice as much as possible: "Aren't we all from Blue Star? When we come to this strange world, we naturally have to help each other."

"What's wrong with the society? I drive a big car at Blue Star."

"Do you wear camouflage uniforms when you drive big cars these days?"

"There's no law that says you can't wear camouflage uniforms when driving a big car. Men, who doesn't like camouflage uniforms."

"Oh, I don't like it."

But Chen Fa didn't leave the man's gun, and narrowed his eyes slightly to look at the motorcycle in front of him: "Where is the motorcycle?"

"Props dropped by monsters."

"Props?"

"Well." The man said with a serious expression: "I can't give this to you. This is my capital to break into this world. If you must, there may be a little trouble between us."

"Confident?"

"Not to mention, barely protect yourself."

"Self-protection ability?" Lao Yang sneered: "Then you are really modest, we all have to hide, just you ride a motorcycle and play around with a stereo every day, it seems that you can do it, right?"

"Hey, man, who is not interested in adventure."

"I'm not interested."

Chen Fa stared at this motorcycle, paused for a while, and then suddenly stared at the man in front of him and smiled: "Let's go together, you are right, we are all fellow villagers, and we should really help each other."

(End of this chapter)