infinite boiling

Chapter 408 Robbing the Bus
Among the newcomers, those who did not choose protective clothing were all men. Although the places where the flesh rotted were different, they all had them. Among them, the men in baseball caps were the worst, with rot at the base of their thighs about the size of two palms.

"How much is the potion? I'll buy it." The man in the ball cap gritted his teeth and gripped the AK74 rifle, ready to grab it. He didn't want to die here.

His girlfriend in jeans took a step back in fright at the sight of the stinking rotting meat, away from her.

"Stinky bitch, do you despise the uncle?" The man in the ball cap took two quick steps, grabbed his girlfriend's hair and pulled it down, forcing her to raise her face, and then slapped a dozen or so slaps , the windy man was crying, but he didn't dare to fight back, his cheeks were swollen like apples.

"Enough, who are you going to show?" Tang Zheng glared at the man in the ball cap, stopped him from being violent, and then took out a straight knife to scrape the carrion from his waist.

The eyes of the mature lady stared straight, and her red lips were pouted into an O shape. This guy can't be a masochist, right? The hostess also covered her mouth, unable to hide her surprise.

"It's completely rotten. There's no pain at all, but it hasn't spread." Tang Zheng retracted the straight knife, took a sip of the potion, and observed the wound. The rotten flesh did not return to its original state, but formed a scar, and there was great pain during the period When it came, he rubbed off the skin flakes, revealing the fresh and delicate meat underneath.

"The medicines are short." Tang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, put away the medicines, glanced at the newcomer, and said, "I can't die for the time being, as long as you are obedient, I will give him the curse-removing medicine in three days."

The newcomer who was cursed wanted to argue, but when he thought of the beaten college student Chen Jiarong, he obediently kept his mouth shut.

"Just sitting like this, I haven't eaten yet?" It's midsummer night, a hot and humid night wind is blowing unscrupulously in the street, coupled with mosquito bites, it makes people uncomfortable, the woman in underwear slapped On the buttocks, after killing a long-legged mosquito, he complained dissatisfiedly.

It made Zhao Guangji greedy, staring at her, and swallowed hard.

The newcomers spontaneously divided into six waves, the rich second-generation ball cap man and his girlfriend, the old archaeologist and his four students, the Jia Honglang couple and the underwear woman, the peddler, the truck driver, the breeder There was a wave of staff members and drunk men, the cleaner aunt was alone, and the rest united with Ruan Feifei, among them Jia Honglang was trying to join the team of hosts.

"Just leave it alone? You don't want them to fend for themselves, do you?" Only Qin Yan will make suggestions, and the others don't care about their life or death at all. At this moment, everyone has changed positions and came to the place where they were placed. Rest on the deck chairs by the square.

"It's too much trouble, just be obedient." Tang Zheng was very disappointed with the newcomers this time. Except for the hostess and celebrities who seemed to be using their brains, the others either sat blankly or complained. Only Zhao Guangji and the truck driver were familiar guns, and the peddler was talking about what to do with the vegetables he didn't sell out today.

Of course, there are some people who hide more deeply, and Tang Zheng will not be able to see it for a while. For example, mature women and noble ladies will glance at him from time to time, which is intriguing.

"I have a commemorative gold Rolex watch, Ms. Ruan, can you find some people to buy something to eat?" Jia Honglang showed his generosity, attracting popularity, and then looked at Tang Zheng, "Is it okay? "

Jia Honglang lowered his posture. Even if he was a fool, he could tell that Tang Zheng was the leader of this group of people, not to mention that they had medicine.

"What if people say your gold watch is fake?" Pang Meiqin doesn't like this kind of rich and powerful guy, because in reality, he won't even pinch her at the end of the eye, and at most it's just a plaything on the bed. See His mistress, who was a little less handsome than her, could understand, so the long-legged stewardess seized the opportunity and severely berated him to experience the sense of superiority.

Jia Honglang's face froze, but he was quite handsome, and he didn't say anything. After a smile, he stopped answering.

"Eat canned food." Tang Zheng took out some canned food and distributed them. The peddler breeder was not polite, thanked him, and ate it after catching it.

The drunken sloppy man has come to his senses, but squatting under the street lamp, smoking a cigarette with a lonely face, and muttering 'wife' from time to time, anyone who looks at him knows that this is a loser in life.

"Haha, his wife must have been ridden by someone else, look at how unlucky he is." The man in the ball cap needed to vent his anger, so he took this loser as a target of ridicule, but his words immediately angered the other party, and the sloppy man glared at him. With bloodshot eyes, he looked at him fiercely.

"How? Are you biting me?" The man in the ball cap was used to being arrogant, and he had an arrogance of lawlessness, which immediately suppressed the sloppy man's arrogance.

Seeing the man squatting back again, holding his head, and burying it deeply between his legs, weeping silently, the mood of the group suddenly became uncomfortable for some reason. Helpless and wronged like this?
Listening to a man cry is a bit indescribable.

"Bah, coward, loser." The man in the ball cap saw other people being unlucky, he felt refreshed, his thoughts were clear, and he couldn't help laughing.

The male reporter's occupational disease relapsed, and he came over with a recording pen, pretending to accompany him to relieve boredom, and told his story.

A group of people sitting here eating canned food is quite a dazzling street scene. Some British people who are walking and playing pass by here and pay attention to them. If they don’t look at the clothes that look like cosplay outfits, they will probably call the police.

"Tantai, come with me to do something, the others stay put and stand by." Tang Zheng threw out the empty can, crossed 60 meters, and fell into the trash can accurately.

"I'll go too." Lu Fan was bored and volunteered to be brave, but the newcomers didn't know how to do it, it was too dangerous.

"Sleep for a while." Tang Zheng patted the little loli's head, put away his rifle, and walked to the long street. Tantai chewed chocolate and followed behind.

"I must be looking for Miss Zhanjie. I finally came to a foreign country, so I have to play enough. I'm so envious. I also want to taste the taste of foreign girls." The big breasts and hips make the breeder's mouth water, and he took out his mobile phone to secretly shoot.

"Be honest, that's something you can play with?" The bearded truck driver slurped his canned food, his eyes also wandering.

"Hey, I'm afraid I can't find a girl if I have pounds, so I'm in a hurry, so I went to a bank to grab a ticket for it." The breeder touched the AK74 bragging, and soon chatted with the truck driver.

"Is it looking for a means of transportation?" Tantai guessed Tang Zheng's intentions. Besides, Yigao is bold and is not afraid of monsters coming to the door. "The medium-sized bus is very good, but if it is stolen, they may call the police."

"I brought baking paint, and I'll change the license plate. If the traffic police stop me, I'll have an amnestic device." Both Tang Zheng and Tantai are tall and straight, with a tough appearance, full of the mysterious and restrained atmosphere of an oriental man, very Turning heads, coupled with that confidence and composure, he looked like a young and wealthy Kaizi. Two street girls who were waiting at the traffic lights on the side of the road came up and greeted customers with a familiar look.

"Two gentlemen, do you need any service?" The two prostitutes wore very little fabric, with shorts on their legs, wrapped in silk stockings, and crystal high-heeled shoes, quite tempting.

Seeing Tang Zheng waving his hand to refuse, the prostitute did not give up, but clung to him, hugging his arm with one hand, and Tantai next to him was also receiving the same treatment.

For foreign tourists who are not familiar with the place, the two prostitutes can use their skillful skills to squeeze their wallets dry, so they will not give up.

"Sorry, I don't have any money." Tang Zheng turned his pockets over, and the two women were stunned, then looked at Tantai. This guy was very cooperative, shrugged helplessly, and the two prostitutes cursed After a few words of FU&CK, he left depressed.

"It's a good way to draw from the bottom of the pot." Tantai gave a thumbs up, then waited under the stop sign, and boarded a red double-decker bus.

British bus drivers both drive and sell tickets, but there are very few people who buy tickets on the spot, because the locals will buy different types of bus tickets according to their needs. Tang Zheng and the two pretended to withdraw money, but they were observing the entire carriage.

"No money?" The driver has judged the intentions of the two men based on his years of experience, "It can't be robbery, can it?"

Driving at night, there were very few people in the bus, only a couple, a sleeping man, Tantai walked over, picked up the collar of the sleeping man, threw him out of the car window, and of course touched him wallet in the pocket.

"It's also a poor ghost." Tantai counted some money, ignored the man's yelling, and smiled at the couple, "You go by yourself? Or should I do it?"

The whole compartment was clean, and the driver didn't dare to talk nonsense, because an M1911A1 was pressed against his waist.

"Let's drive, as usual, and please tell me today's date?" Tang Zheng said indifferently, then backed away and sat on the chair in the front row, "Tantai, this is the second time I've robbed the bus, and it feels good .”

"Today is July 2081th, [-]." The driver watched Tang Zheng through the rearview mirror and persuaded, "There is no money here, you can't grab anything, and I can promise not to tell the police."

The driver was a devout Christian, and he began to recite large sections of the Bible in an attempt to influence the two sinful lambs.

"Stop the car, and look here." The driver parked the car on the side of the road, looked at Tang Zheng, and felt that his eyes were blurred, and he had forgotten what happened within two hours. Then he was hit hard on the neck and passed out.

Tantai tied him up, covered his mouth with tape, and threw him on the back seat. Then he began to paint the car. After a few minutes, it turned into a low-key gray bus.

"I didn't expect my workmanship to be pretty good." Tantai admired his masterpiece, very satisfied, and asked, "What do you think I painted a painting of Moulin Rouge Street dance on the car wall above? Of course it must be naked of."

"If you want to go to prison, just run naked in front of Buckingham Palace, maybe you can scare the imperial concubine!" Tang Zheng finished work, and just about to get in the car, he saw several black shadows running at a very fast speed come over.

PS, try to update this month!
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