Apocalypse God

Chapter 29 Zhuge Hongchen

After Zhou Hao broke open the room, he paused and entered the room. However, Zhou Hao had just paused and stretched the ghost sniper rifle into the room when a black shadow flashed in front of him and broke the barrel of the ghost sniper rifle. .

At that time, Zhou Hao's whole body was in cold sweat, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

He was so shocked that he didn't know what to do, because in Zhou Hao's heart, the ghost sniper rifle was produced by the ghost system, it must be a high-quality product, and it would not be easily damaged no matter what.

But now the barrel of the gun broke in front of his eyes. He had never imagined such a thing. It would take a lot of skill to break the barrel of the gun.

Zhou Hao immediately thought that he had met a powerful character again, otherwise how could he easily destroy his ghost sniper rifle.

This powerful character is the black shadow in front of him.

Zhou Hao immediately thought of using the ghost sniper rifle and ghost gloves to hit the black shadow. He had to fight no matter what, at least he would have time to escape after one blow.

But just when he was about to punch him, a sharp dagger was already in front of his throat. Zhou Hao felt a chill coming towards him, and his whole body did not dare to act rashly in an instant. The body freezes here quietly.

"do not move."

A voice came into his ears, the voice was very cold, as if the cold wind in winter was blowing over.

Zhou Hao immediately fixed his eyes to see what was in front of him. It was a person, a man about his age.Comb the side parted long bangs, covering the eyes.

Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, the eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses stared at Zhou Hao. Zhou Hao could feel a chill in those eyes, which made people shiver.

His cheeks were thin and pale.Wearing a black long-sleeved shirt, black trousers, and black leather shoes.

He is a white-collar worker in all his attire, and he is also a successful person, no matter how you say it, he is still a badass.

"That, misunderstanding, I am human."

Zhou Hao was both scared and happy in his heart. He was afraid that this person would kill him, but he was happy that he finally met a living person.

"..."

Hearing Zhou Hao's words, this man looked at Zhou Hao's black outfit, which was very similar to his own, and his eyes shook a little.

He looked at the broken sniper rifle in Zhou Hao's hand and Zhou Hao's headgear, and then asked lightly:

"SWAT?"

Zhou Hao didn't understand that the man's question meant asking if he was a special police officer. He didn't realize it for a while, so he said "ah" and "ah".

"Ask if you are a special police officer."

"SWAT? No, I'm... I'm an ordinary person."

Zhou Hao understood the meaning of the question now, and immediately answered that he was not a special police officer.I also thought in my heart that I was wearing a hood and holding a phantom sniper rifle. I did look a bit like a special police officer.

As soon as Zhou Hao finished speaking, the man immediately took back the dagger that was on Zhou Hao's throat, turned around and went back to the room, sat at the only table inside, picked up chopsticks, and ate a piece of meat on the table. Instant noodles at night, ignore Zhou Hao.

The instant noodles were still hot.

Zhou Hao didn't know what to say for a moment, this person was too cold.

Zhou Hao had no choice but to pick up the gun barrel that fell on the ground, feeling extremely distressed.

As soon as the gun barrel reached Zhou Hao's hand, it immediately returned to Zhou Hao's body automatically together with the ghost sniper rifle.

At this time, the electronically synthesized voice in my mind also sounded:

"The ghost sniper rifle is seriously damaged and needs to be repaired. Repairing the ghost sniper rifle requires 2000 rounds of ghost sniper bullets. Do you choose to repair it?"

As soon as Zhou Hao heard the content of the voice, blood dripped from his heart.

It needs 2000 rounds of ghost sniper bullets. Here, the food and grass I get every day is only 1000 rounds. I used some today, and only 900 rounds are left. Even if there are another 1000 rounds tomorrow, it still cannot be completely repaired. It will take the third day to be fully repaired.

your sister's.

Zhou Hao's heart was dripping with blood. It seems that the ghost sniper rifle is not indestructible, and it will be damaged one day.

Zhou Hao used the remaining 950 phantom sniper bullets to repair the phantom sniper rifle with great distress, and a piece of information immediately appeared in his mind:

"Repair the damaged ghost sniper rifle, 9502000 has been repaired."

There are still more than 1000 rounds of bullets. It seems that I have not been able to shoot these two days.

Zhou Hao closed the door, because the lock of the door had been broken by himself, so the door could not be locked.But from Zhou Hao's point of view, it's okay if the door is unlocked. With such a powerful master, there is no danger.

Don't you see how comfortable people are living, and they can still eat instant noodles leisurely.

Zhou Hao took a chair and sat opposite this man, watching him eat noodles.

It was only at this time that Zhou Hao realized that this person was only holding noodles with chopsticks with one hand, and the other hand...

The left sleeve is shriveled, which means there is nothing inside the sleeve.

This man has no left hand and is disabled.

Zhou Hao was shocked, but he also thought about it. Such a powerful master must have had his left hand broken in a previous fight.

Even if this person has only one hand, he is still so powerful.

"Well, hello, my name is Zhou Hao, what's your name?"

Zhou Hao bit the bullet and asked softly, this must be asked, maybe he will be relied on to survive in the future, after all, he is a master, and someone who can even kill his own ghost sniper rifle in seconds will definitely not suffer from following him.

"Take off your hood."

This person did not answer Zhou Hao's question, but spoke to Zhou Hao calmly after taking a mouthful of noodles.

When Zhou Hao heard this, his eyes widened immediately.Your sister, it's so annoying, but she is a master, and I don't have the strength to challenge him, so I obediently took off the headgear and put it back in my belt.

It doesn't look like he is a bad person, he should be able to make friends, if he is a bad person, he would have killed him when he was at the door, and he is waiting to talk to you now.

Zhou Hao took out the two small bottles of drink from his belt, and put the undrinked bottle on the front of his desk.

To make friends, you have to pay something, so Zhou Hao paid for a bottle of drink. Anyway, this small bottle of drink is not of much value to Zhou Hao.

After all, I am a person who does not need to eat and drink.

The man put down the chopsticks in his hand, picked up the drink that Zhou Hao handed over very rudely, held the bottle with his palm, turned his thumb and forefinger on the bottle cap, and the bottle cap immediately spun and flew out.

This hand made Zhou Hao's tongue twitching, people with one hand are so smug.

The man took a sip after twisting off the lid, and then calmly answered Zhou Hao's question just now.

"Zhuge Hongchen."

After saying his name, he continued to eat his noodles.

As soon as Zhou Hao heard his name, he immediately said with a smile on his face:

"Zhuge Hongchen, that's a good name, a good surname, and a good name."

In fact, Zhou Hao didn't know why Zhuge Hongchen's name was so good. The name he said must be correct.

Zhuge Hongchen continued to eat his noodles, indifferent to Zhou Hao's evaluation.

Zhou Hao himself also felt that he was boring himself, so Zhou Hao asked questions that he thought were nutritious.

"Brother Zhuge, what is going on outside? These people have turned into monsters that want to eat people."

"The zombie virus broke out."

Zhuge Hongchen still answered Zhou Hao's question calmly, as if the outbreak of the zombie virus was nothing surprising to him.

A master is a master, and his face will not change when the sky falls, and the outbreak of the zombie virus seems to be none of his business.

"Then how could this be?"

"do not know."

Zhuge Hongchen uttered three words, then finished the last mouthful of noodles, then picked up the instant noodle bowl and drank the soup inside.

"Forehead."

Zhou Hao himself was swallowed by Zhuge Hongchen's answer. He thought that Zhuge Hongchen would know something. After all, he is from 2060. He would know something before the virus broke out. At least he could know some fragments in the news.

But Zhuge Hongchen's answer really prevented Zhou Hao from getting any information. He only knew about the zombie virus. Now who doesn't know that the zombie virus broke out, so he didn't want to tell himself.

"Then where is this place?"

"Room 300, No. 2006, Third Street, Lijiang Street, Xicheng District, Dongming City."

Zhuge Hongchen replied lightly to Zhou Hao, and picked up the bowl and chopsticks, got up and walked towards the kitchen, presumably to wash the bowls and chopsticks.

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