my doomsday wish list

Chapter 121 The Woman Who Came Out of the Comics

"It should be right here."

Zheng Xun sat on the motorcycle with one foot propped on the ground, lifted his helmet and looked at the house number of the building.

I found that the contact information was exactly the same as that found in the editorial department.

After confirming that it was correct, Zheng Xun parked his motorcycle and walked into the building.

He just went to the editorial department of Xincheng Comics, because of the outbreak of the zombie crisis, the editorial department was empty.

Generally speaking, the contact information and home address of comic book authors are usually recorded in the author database or file management system of the editorial department.

But all the power equipment has been cut off, and the electronic files must be missing.

Zheng Xun could only rely on the flashlight and intuition to search for what he wanted. Fortunately, he found the contact information of Hanmao in the editor-in-chief's office.

And arrived at the destination according to the contact address.

Zheng Xun carried the thermos box and walked into the building hall. There were many zombies standing inside, blocking the way.

He pushed away the zombies blocking his way and found the fire stairwell.

There were many tables, chairs and benches piled up in the corridor, and it looked like someone was deliberately creating obstacles.

These obstacles act as a hindrance to zombies and prevent them from accidentally climbing up the stairs when they are wandering around.

When zombies find no target to attack, they usually turn around and continue wandering after hitting a wall.

Once they lock on to the target, these simple obstacles have no effect. Even the tallest wall can be crossed by the piles of corpses.

Since someone deliberately threw tables, chairs and benches in the aisle to hinder the walking of the zombies, it means that there may be living people in this building.

Zheng Xun didn't need to guard against zombies, but he had to guard against the survivors in the building.

He put the thermos box into his backpack, took out his pistol, found a fat zombie in the hall, strangled him by the neck, and walked into the fire stairwell.

Pushing the zombie across the barrier, he reached the fourth floor and found the room where the Korean cat lives.

He looked around, there were no other zombies in the aisle, and he didn't see any traces of survivors' activities.

However, many doors were open, apparently having been invaded by zombies.

He guessed that someone lured the zombies out of the building, and then threw tables, chairs, benches and other debris into the aisle, and simply built a fortification.

Zheng Xun knocked lightly on the door and waited for a while, but no one answered.

He had to tighten his grip.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Knocked on the door for a while, but still no one responded.

Is it not at home?
If Han Cat is not at home, it will be very troublesome to find her.

If you don’t even know where the person is, how can you find a Korean cat to remind you?

After all, this is the zombie apocalypse, and you might be able to survive for a while if you stay at home.

Once you run outside, you may be attacked by zombies at any time.

It's not safe even if you escape to a refuge. When people gather together, conflicts of interest will arise, and they will gradually evolve into a group of mobs.

Maybe he didn't die in the zombie's mouth, but was killed by someone else.

What's more, Korean cats are quite beautiful, with delicate water snake waists. They stand out in a crowd of people and can easily arouse bad thoughts in the people around them.

It's okay if you meet a few perverts, you might be able to save your life.

If he encounters a villain like Chief Wu, he might even lose his life.

Zheng Xun felt a little toothache.

I am unwilling.

After all, I haven't seen the ending of the comic, it's like a breath hanging on my chest, making my whole body uncomfortable.

But the door can't be opened for a while, unless I move the cutting machine, saw the door open, and then go into the house to look for clues.

Just when he was in a dilemma, the fat zombie next to him suddenly looked at the entrance of the aisle, and began to growl lowly, as if he noticed that there was something alive hiding there.

Zheng Xun looked in the direction of the zombie's roar.

I only saw a small head half exposed at the turning point of the road, with bright and lovely big eyes, looking carefully towards this side.

little sister?
Zheng Xun didn't expect that there would be a child hiding here. He looked quite cute, like a little dot.

Seeing her slightly flustered and timid look, he pushed the zombie next to him and pushed it completely out of the aisle railing.

The zombies fell to the ground with a dull loud noise.

When the children saw the zombies being pushed out of the aisle, their expressions became obviously much more relaxed. They sighed and walked over from the aisle.

She was carrying a small black schoolbag, which was bulging, as if it was full of things.

"Hello, policeman," the child walked up to Zheng Xun and said hello politely.

Then he took out the key from his pocket, opened the door in front of him, and walked in naturally.

She opened the door, turned around and asked, "Uncle Sheriff, do you want to come in and sit for a while?"

"Little sister, do you live here?" Zheng Xun was a little surprised. The eight or nine-year-old kid in front of him looked mature and behaved very steadily.

Regarding the arrival of the sheriff, he did not show surprise, surprise, or eagerness for help as ordinary people, but instead invited him into the house.

"This is my home." The child nodded with a strange expression on his face, "Uncle Sheriff, I'm not a little sister, I'm a boy."

boy?
Zheng Xun saw that he had long bob hair and dark eyes like ebony plums. Although he was a little thinner from hunger, his appearance was three points cuter than Lina's.

It turned out to be a boy.

"I have a little brother." Seeing his disbelief, the child reached for his waistband, preparing to untie it.

"Okay, okay, I believe it, I believe it." Zheng Xun hurriedly stopped the child and confirmed that the house number was indeed the address of Han Mao Mao.

"Are you alone at home?" Zheng Xun glanced into the room, but didn't see any adults like elders.

"I live with Sister Cat." The child answered truthfully.

Only then did Zheng Xun realize that the child in front of him was Han Mao Mao's younger brother, not her son.

I feel a little disappointed for no reason.

I remember she drew a comic. In the plot, the heroine fell in love and gave birth to a child, and her boyfriend ran away to study abroad to escape.

In the end, the heroine became a strong woman who would do anything to have an illegitimate child.

By sacrificing his appearance in exchange for all the benefits, he finally succeeded in ascending to the upper class society and took revenge on the unfaithful man he met.

Korean cat heroines basically follow this routine.

The innocent and lovely female student encountered a critical turning point in her life and turned into a femme fatale.

Because the process of changing the heroine's mentality is very detailed and close to reality.

Many comics fans believe that these inspirations come from her personal experiences.

Zheng Xun asked again tentatively.

"Tell the truth to Uncle Sheriff, is Cat Han your sister or your mother?"

"Korean cat is my sister." The child was innocent.

Zheng Xun put away his pistol in disappointment and walked into Han Cat's house.

The house is not very big, but it is quite clean. Food, plastic water bottles, and various supplies are neatly placed inside.

There are a lot of small items such as basins and bowls piled up.

Stacks of comic books filled another wall cabinet.

Nowadays, when there is no electricity, these comic books are a rare source of entertainment.

The child put down his backpack, opened the zipper, and took out the collected supplies.

Four No. [-] batteries, an iron wrench, a small bundle of nylon rope, and a roll of white paper should all be supplies collected in this building.

He arranged the collected supplies one by one according to the zones.

Zheng Xun asked a little strangely: "Where is your sister Hanmao Mao? Why did you go out to collect supplies by yourself? Is there anyone else?"

The child took a bottle of water, but the water was a bit cloudy, probably from rainwater.

He walked to the sink, carefully poured some on the towel, and rubbed his face and hands.

"There were still some people in the building, but now most of them have left."

"My sister will stay to finish the manuscript and draw in her room. I will always take care of her."

"She probably won't leave the room until she's finished."

Zheng Xun felt a little speechless, this sister is too useless to let her young brother take care of her.

But I do admire her professionalism. Even in the zombie apocalypse, she is still stuck in her room catching up on work.

Just because I was rushing to finish the manuscript, I didn’t run around outside.

Coupled with having a reliable younger brother, we survived the most dangerous period until he arrived.

"Do you have a problem with her?" The child said after washing his hands, drying the towel, and pointing to a closed bedroom.

"Just go into the house. Anyway, she has been in Cavan recently and can't draw anything."

"Maybe your arrival, Uncle Sheriff, will bring her some new inspiration."

Zheng Xun originally planned to be polite, but when he heard the child say this, he turned the door handle and walked in.

As soon as he entered the house, he heard a soft voice complaining.

"My good brother, when will you grow up? I have been tortured by Kavin to the point of death. Please give me some inspiration so that I can be relieved."

Zheng Xunxun looked around and saw a charming and charming beauty lying on her side on the messy berth.

She held the rolled-up quilt under her body, and her two long white python-like legs were entangled in the quilt.

Those beautiful eyebrows seemed to be trapped in a nightmare, sometimes frowning, sometimes tightly closed.

The exhaustion and discomfort that could not be concealed seemed to be tortured by Kavin in his sleep.

Zheng Xun was stunned.

Maybe it was because only my brother was at home, but the Korean cat's clothes and sleeping posture were extremely indecent.

The upper body is a sleeveless T-shirt, and the hem of the clothes is inadvertently rolled up to the waist, revealing the delicate and attractive water snake waist without reservation.

The killer waist, the muscle lines are tight and smooth, and the vest line is looming.

"Who can control this small waist?"

Dressed in a minimalist style, the Korean cat's lower body is a pair of dark blue denim shorts.

These trousers are as short as narrow-brimmed briefs, and the edges of the trousers are rolled with silky white velvet.The shorts style has obvious advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage is that every detail of the entire beautiful legs will be visible. A pair of dazzling beautiful legs can increase the lethality by several levels.

The disadvantage is that it is too exposed, and girls with bad legs can't control it at all, but it is counterproductive.

As she tightened the quilt in her arms, she raised her buttocks slightly, tightened her denim shorts, and exposed the lower half of her white buttocks.

The range of motion is a little bigger, and you can faintly see the lace underwear that can't be hidden.

Coupled with the presence and absence of incense in the boudoir, this scene directly restores the comic scene, making people angry.

Zheng Xun, who came to urge the update, felt a little unhappy.

Now he wants to know even more, what happened to the female college graduate in the manga?

In order to climb to a high position for her beloved boyfriend, she did everything she could, even giving up her body.

What kind of reward can this kind of selfless but deformed love get?

If Calvin can't draw the ending, logically speaking, shouldn't he be sitting in front of the workbench, thinking hard, scratching his head?
Then he wrote vigorously and waved the pencil in his hand, brushing and brushing constantly, drawing on the white paper.

If one is not satisfied, it is directly crumpled into a ball and thrown into the trash can until the trash can is too stuffed.

This Korean cat is doing well, lying at home and sleeping, and letting his stinky brother go out to collect supplies alone.

As for this painter who was sleeping in the dark, how dare he call himself Calvin?

Zheng Xun seriously suspected that if he didn't come today, the siblings would starve to death in this building sooner or later.

In line with the principle of being close to the water and getting the moon first, I am ready to give Korean cats some inspiration to refresh their minds.

Maybe it was the sunlight shining through the crack of the door when the door was opened that woke up the Korean cat.

She opened her eyes and saw a tall handsome man standing at the door.

"Oh my god, my dear brother, have you really grown up?"

She raised her fist, rubbed her eyes, looked at it again, and couldn't help but say in surprise.

"Huh? He's tall and handsome, so he's perfect for being my model."

"Quick, quick, take off your clothes, my sister will arrange a male role for you right away."

"No, just draw you into the latest masterpiece, haha!"

Zheng Xun watched as Han Mao Mao stood up halfway, the shoulder straps slipped off, and under the well-proportioned collarbone, there were two white half-sized steamed buns.

The black lace inner layer supports the wealthy family's wealth and forms a deep ravine.

"It's okay to be a model for you, you have to finish the comics for me first."

"Eh? You are not a good brother when you grow up." Han Maomao's dizzy mind finally regained some clarity, "Then who are you?"

"I'm here to remind you to update your fans." Zheng Xun said forcefully every word.

"Ah!!!" Han Cat exclaimed on the spot, quickly buried his head in the bed, and shouted crazily: "I won't listen! I won't listen!"

"It's the end of the world and you still come to urge me to update. It's too scary!!!"

When Kavin's Korean cat heard the word "urge," it felt as if it had heard the King of Hell urging its soul to wake up. It was so frightened that it hid under the quilt and acted like an ostrich.

Only two and a half white eggs were left outside, shivering.

I was already in agony with the Kawen card, but now someone comes to my door to urge me to update it. It’s so depressing.

"It's the end of the world and you still haven't finished the book?" Zheng Xun shook his head helplessly.

Walking to the desk, put down the thermos box, and took out the meals that Jin Meiqing had packed.

"Maybe if you eat something, you will get new inspiration."

Looking at the supplies in this room, it doesn't look like there is any cooked food.

Cat Han seemed to smell the smell of roast chicken, hesitated for a moment, got half of his head out of the bed, and sniffed vigorously.

“It smells good.”

This was the first time I took a serious look at the person in the room, and found that he was wearing a police sergeant uniform, tall, and looked very gentle when he smiled.

"By the way, Sheriff, which comic are you urging me to update?" Han Maomao rarely took it seriously.

"It's the book about the female college student giving everything for love. I don't quite remember the name." Zheng Xun thought about it, but really couldn't remember it.

"The book you mentioned! Tell me sooner! The first draft has been handed over to my good brother. After he finishes polishing, you can find him." Hanmao let out a sigh of relief, and then got out of the quilt.

Did you leave it to your brother to polish it?

Zheng Xun looked puzzled.

"No, your brother is so young, can he draw well?"

He knows that there will also be a division of labor among the painters. For example, the lead painter will form the storyboard and the first draft, and then hand over to different painters to complete the corresponding role filling.

Hanmao Mao walked to the desk, pulled her chestnut hair behind her ears, and smelled the roast chicken and food affectionately.

"Hey, don't underestimate him. He draws characters such as wives and young women, and his level is superb."

Zheng Xun suddenly thought of the young woman on the cover of the manga, with her extremely explosive figure, hazy eyes, and skin that was so tender that it was about to bleed, it was very likely that it was done by a young man.

Han Maomao continued: "When he was a child, he was often treated as a girl and taken to the women's bathhouse. He will naturally get better after seeing it too much. You understand."

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Zheng Xun understood, this is called professional style collection.

If you want to be an adult cartoonist, you definitely can't do it if you don't understand adults.

"Han Yuxuan, come in and tell the police chief how your manuscript is going."

"Oh, come right away." The kid replied in the living room.

After a while, he walked into the house with a small stack of booklets in his arms.

"Uncle Sheriff, do you want to read this manuscript? I've finished polishing it."

Zheng Xun took the booklet, which was bound with loose leaves. When he opened the first page, he saw that it was indeed a familiar painting style.

Especially when painting characters like young women, they are so lifelike.

"You should have dinner with your sister first."

Zheng Xun touched the child's head and asked him to eat with the Korean cat.

There is not much content left in the album, and it was finished in ten minutes.

When Zheng Xun saw the last page, the knot in his heart not only did not disappear, but became even bigger.

The plot just got stuck at a critical point. The heroine finally helped her lover ascend to a high position, but on the eve of her wedding, she was secretly filmed and caught by a perverted police chief.

Just because the girlfriend of the perverted police chief fell down in the process of the heroine supporting her boyfriend on the road, and was ruthlessly laid off by the company.

The perverted police chief found the heroine to threaten her at the wedding ceremony, and the story ended abruptly.

"Cat Han, you haven't finished painting yet, have you?"

"Yeah, after all, I have no inspiration for this painting, and I can't imagine how a righteous sheriff would threaten the heroine pervertedly." Han Mao turned around and said seriously.

Suddenly, her eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had discovered a new world.

"Huh?! The inspiration seems to have really come."

"." Zheng Xun finished reading the comic and put down the booklet.

Cat Han narrowed his eyes slightly, pinched his little brother's head, and said, "My good brother, please take the roast chicken outside and eat it. My sister has something to talk to the police chief uncle."

"Oh, I won't disturb your conversation." The kid walked out calmly, holding the roast chicken, and closed the door.

The light inside the house gradually dimmed.

"Uncle Sheriff, what do you think? Think about it, are you interested in being my model?" Han Maomao put one hand on the edge of the table, turned his back to Zheng Xun, and picked up a snail in the steel basin.

Showing off her slender waist and buttocks without any cover, she was so tender that she could slip out of the water.

"People really need inspiration."

The brown soup in which the snails are wrapped drips down the fingers.

She quickly put it to her mouth and sucked it.

The inadvertent little movements give people an extremely strong hint of explicitness.

Her charming eyes rolled around his chest, she stretched out her slightly exaggerated tongue, and licked the soup leaking from her lips alluringly.

As if he was not satisfied enough, he deliberately stretched out his long and delicate tongue to sweep across the shell teeth, and then curled the tip of his tongue outwards.
The long tongue is as flexible as a snake, as if it can hook people into the heart.

Seeing that the chief's expression was faintly touched, he knew that he could no longer hold on and needed to add more fuel to the fire.

Next, gently hold the tip of the snail between your thumb and forefinger and bring it in front of your mouth.

The long tongue flexibly stirs up the conch shell and meat, and then easily hooks it into the mouth.

This flexible operation can be regarded as a bright spot for Zheng Xun.

But it's not over yet.

Hanmao picked up another snail and carefully put it into his mouth while gently brushing the surface of the snail with the tip of his tongue.

He just chewed it and sucked the snail meat and soup into his mouth.

When Cat Han finished the last snail, he licked the corner of his lips in satisfaction, as if he was still savoring the wonderful taste.

Zheng Xun looked at the Korean cat's intoxicated look and its playful long tongue, which could even lick its chin.

This woman definitely did it on purpose!

He has the waist of a water snake and a seductive tongue, but he can also chew conch meat? !

One woman has mastered three stunts, which can only be described as unbelievable.

Apart from Korean cats, I'm afraid you can only find girls with such unique skills in comics.

Han Maomao put down the screw shell, gently twisted the water snake's waist, bit his fingertips, and walked step by step in front of Chief Zheng.

He raised his charming eyes and whispered softly.

"Sheriff. If you become my model, you will be rewarded."

"The stronger and more exciting the inspiration to me, the richer the reward will be."

"You're 100% satisfied. Don't you want to read the ending of that book?"

　None tonight!It's a bit late to work overtime.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)