I killed the film and television world

Chapter 232 Helping to Sleep
On the congested streets
The two zombies that were alive and kicking before now fell powerlessly on the street.

The Qing Dynasty clothing on the zombies was tattered and even their bodies were deformed with pits and pits, and green blood stained their entire bodies.

This zombie, which seemed invulnerable to swords and guns, could not withstand Song Ren's continuous beatings, especially the highly skillful martial arts suppression.

The two zombies were almost completely ravaged throughout the process.

After finally finishing the work, Song Ren clapped his hands feeling refreshed.

Ignoring the various looks from the passers-by along the way, he returned to the car, glanced at Uncle Feng who looked a little unhappy, and asked:

"Xiao Feng, you seem very unhappy."

Uncle Feng silently put the food back into the trunk. Facing Song Ren's question, he just said expressionlessly: "It's okay, Third Auntie, I just remembered something sad."

Song Ren: "Why are you thinking about sad things for no reason? Be happy. Come on, Xiaofeng, smile."

Uncle Feng pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty.

That smile was obviously just stiff, but when it was on Uncle Feng's face, it made people feel creepy.

Song Ren coughed and said, "...Forget it, Xiaofeng, let's not laugh when we go out in the future."

Very scary.

If a heart patient saw this, he would probably die immediately.

"..." Uncle Feng didn't say anything, but just looked at Song Ren aggrievedly: Third Aunt, if you weren't older than me, I would definitely get angry.

Officer Miao came over excitedly and said, "Grandma, was that Kung Fu you just displayed? It was really amazing!"

Song Ren: "Why? You want to learn? I'll teach you."

Upon hearing this, Officer Miao looked excited and nodded quickly.

Who wouldn’t be stunned to see that he could beat zombies that only appeared in movies to death? He really wanted to learn it!

Song Ren: "Sorry, you are not qualified, I can't teach you."

The smile on Officer Miao's face suddenly froze.

Officer Lin got on the passenger seat and subconsciously said:

"Brother, what's the point of learning all that? Haven't you heard this saying?"

"No matter how good your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of a kitchen knife. No matter how good your kung fu is, you can still be knocked down with one gun."

Officer Miao: "But we didn't knock down those two zombies with our two shots. Instead, the old lady took care of them with her fists and feet."

Officer Lin's face turned dark and he said, "Brother, are you here just to sabotage me?"
……

The zombie incident was an emergency, and even though it caused quite a stir in public, considering the social impact, the higher-ups decided to suppress this explosive news.

But it is bound to be difficult to forcibly block a hot news.

Fortunately, we are not yet in an era of information explosion. We just need to reduce the heat of the incident as much as possible and then mix in some plausible urban legends.

After a long time, it becomes difficult to distinguish what is true from what is false, and slowly the whole thing disappears into thin air.

After the zombie incident, Song Ren didn't even need to go to the police station to give his statement.

With Uncle Feng coming forward, and the confessions given by police officers Lin and Miao.

The higher-ups are also willing to suppress the impact of this incident, so naturally the matter becomes minor.

Later, Song Ren stayed at Officer Lin's house.

This place has been renovated by Uncle Feng and his team, who used curtains and brackets to divide the room into different areas.

After all, there is Uncle Feng's niece Xiaolian, and this girl is as beautiful as a flower. Uncle Feng is worried about her.

At dinner, Xiaolian heard her uncle talking about Song Ren, and her eyes lit up: "Wow, Third Aunt, you are really amazing!" Song Ren didn't say anything, but turned to Uncle Feng and asked: "Xiaofeng, when are you going to start the ritual?"

Uncle Feng: "Third Grandma, it's just a tracking method, it's not necessary to set up an altar. But you still need to prepare some things. It's too late now. I will try it tomorrow morning."

Xiaolian sat beside him, hugged Song Ren's arm, and said like a little girl, "Third Aunt, please sleep with me tonight."

Song Ren was a little surprised: "Is there only one bedroom here?"

Uncle Feng nodded.

Song Ren gave him a strange look. You asked me to stay in one of your bedrooms? Are you dissatisfied with your niece being single for too long?
Next to him, Officer Lin, who had always been a bit lazy, noticed Song Ren's tone and said happily, "Grandma, are you not used to it? How about I book a hotel for you on the roadside?"

"The rooms there are bright and spacious."

Song Ren: "Let's talk about it tomorrow. It's too late tonight and I'm too lazy to move."

Upon hearing this, Officer Lin suddenly became a little disappointed.

It was clearly my own home, but two uninvited guests moved in, and they were the kind that I couldn't drive away.

The only consolation is that Miss Xiaolian seems to have a good impression of herself.

……

The lights in the bedroom were off.

Song Ren yawned and lay quietly on the bed, ready to have a good night's rest.

But before I fell asleep, I felt a hot body wrapping around me.

Song Ren turned his head and saw Xiaolian who was close to him.

The little girl was only wearing pajamas. She looked innocent and lovely, with big eyes that twinkled. Song Ren couldn't help but pull her delicate face and pulled it to both sides, saying, "Xiao Lian, what are you doing coming over here?"

Xiaolian was embarrassed and spoke softly: "Third Aunt, when I couldn't sleep at home, my uncle sang to comfort me. Can you sing a song for me too?"

When Song Ren heard this, he immediately gave a concise answer: "No, I won't sing, I'm bored, I'm going to sleep."

Xiaolian hugged his arm and shook him: "Just sing one for me, please, Third Aunt."

After that, she stared at Song Ren's face for a moment and said in a flattering tone, "Hehe, Third Auntie, why didn't I realize before that you smell really good."

Song Ren raised his eyelids and glanced at her briefly.

If it weren't for the fact that this girl had a pair of very clear big eyes, he would have really suspected that this girl was seducing him.

Finally, unable to bear Xiaolian's constant coquetry, Song Ren hummed a few songs to get rid of her.

It was also the girl's fault that she was so broad-minded that Song Ren's tone-deaf singing could lull her to sleep.

Only after Xiaolian fell asleep did Song Ren get up to urinate.

When I went out, I saw Officer Lin sitting upright in the living room.

The other party seemed to have been waiting outside. When he saw Song Ren, he immediately came over, forcing a smile on his face, and said in a mean way: "Grandma, I can't sleep either, what should I do? Why don't you come and help me?"

Snapped!
After the crisp slap, Officer Lin turned around twice on the spot, then fell headfirst onto the sofa and passed out.

Uncle Feng, who was not far away, looked over strangely: "..."

Song Ren remained calm: "He said he couldn't sleep and asked me to help him."

"He must be sleeping soundly now."

Uncle Feng's forehead was covered with cold sweat: It was a close call, luckily I didn't make fun of Sanpo.

(End of this chapter)