doomsday son-in-law

Chapter 467 Chu Hong Leaves a Letter
In fact, we should pay New Year's greetings on the first day of the new year, but people can't control this kind of expectation for the festival.

From the end of the day to the present, too many people have experienced too much suffering, and finally have a little bit of comfort. Of course, they hope to feel it earlier.

However, it is not so comfortable now, Xu Yan is nervously arranging the deployment of the security system, the biggest enemy is Meng Changsheng, he must still be nearby, he must be found.

Yang Mu also knew the importance of this matter, and asked Wen Sijia to check the progress of the security system deployment after the New Year's Eve.

In short, the whole camp looks happy, but there are murderous intentions hidden in the dark.

Fortunately, Yang Mu has a big heart and has already tried his best to prevent it, what else can he do?

He seemed to have forgotten everything, and called his godmother, teacher's wife, and mother-in-law to the kang in his house, and then the three young women, and all kinds of people who thought he was close to Yang Mu all accompanied him to make dumplings. Unable to stay, I went to the living room outside and spread out the bags.

Wen Sijia also thinks this is very good, don't talk about feelings, just get along with each other in harmony, everyone cherishes the fate of meeting and living together in the doomsday, then the relationship between men and women will appear less important.

So at this moment, Wen Sijia is very relaxed. She is making a dumpling with her hands. It is round and super fat, which makes Yang Mu laugh out loud. Really good.

At this moment, a pair of uninvited guests rushed in and brought a letter to Yang Mu.

Chu Hong's mother, Chu Honglian, and father, Chu Luomen.

More than half a month ago, Chu Hong told his parents that he would go to the mountain to join the survey team, and Yang Mu personally gave the order.

The old couple felt that since it was the order of the tyrant, they dared not not carry it out.

So even though the conditions in the mountains are difficult, they will be allowed to pass.

Today they followed the large army into the mountains, but no one had seen Chu Hong after asking around.

Just when he was at a loss, an old servant of the Chu family who had been following the team found a letter when sorting out Chu Hong's personal belongings. The letter was signed by the recipient half a month ago. It's Yang Mu.

Of course, the husband and wife opened the letter immediately, but almost cried to death after reading it, so they brought the letter to Yang Mu to read.

Yang Mu frowned and took it, and saw four lines of small characters on it.

"You kiss me, you hug me, I admit it!

You ignore me, you forget me!I cried!
You hugged you left and right, I was jealous, and then I got angry!
So here I go!Go to Kuanglan Academy, wait for me to learn my skills, and come back and kill you shameless Chen Shimei! "

Yang Mu looked dumbfounded, and after a long time, he stared at Chu Honglian and his wife.

"Is this written for me?"

Chu Honglian cried and said:
"It's clearly written on the envelope, from Yang Mu!"

After all, Wen Sijia was Chu Hong's former superficial best friend, and she was worried when she heard that she disappeared, so she wanted to snatch the letter from Yang Mu in the past.

Yang Mu hurriedly put the letter behind his back.

"what?"

"Let me see, what did Chu Hong write to you?"

"She's a crazy woman, ignore her!"

While Yang Mu was talking, Xiangru snatched the letter behind her back, and then Wen Sijia left to read it with her.

Yang Mu was depressed.

It doesn't work if there are too many women, they bully themselves together.

Damn the crossed Chu Hong, what kind of nonsense did you write, what did you do to her?If Wen Sijia saw the content of this letter, wouldn't she be shocked?
"You kiss me, you hug me?"

Laozi
Well, this sentence is not bad, it took a lot of advantage when they escaped together.

"You ignore me, you forget me!"

This sentence is wrong, and she is not someone to her, so she is crying!
"You hugged left and right, I was jealous, and then got angry!"

There is nothing wrong with this sentence, but if you are jealous, you will eat yours. Does it have something to do with Lao Tzu?

The last sentence is too scary, to say that he is Chen Shimei?

The story of Baogong’s murder case is well-known, so Chen Shimei is a heartless man who abandoned his wife. She has nothing to do with Chu Hongniao, she is framed!

"Yang Mu! What did you do to Chu Hong?"

Sure enough, Wen Sijia raised her eyebrows.

"Honey, I swear I didn't do anything to her!"

"Haven't you had a relationship?"

"no!"

"Then why did she say that you are Chen Shimei who was always in chaos and always abandoned?"

"Stop, stop! Did she say that I am Chen Shimei? This is just a metaphor after she went crazy, but she didn't say that I started chaotically and ended up giving up, and I didn't start in chaos and end up giving up!"

Yang Mu's face was full of grievances.

Wen Sijia stared at Yang Mu for a while, and finally her face calmed down. For some reason, she still believed in Yang Mu.

After reading the letter again, Wen Sijia said to Chu Honglian and his wife:
"Uncles and aunts, don't worry, Hong Hong has a goal. I think the most important thing now is to find Kuanglan College and see if she has gone there."

"But how can I find it? They said that no one knows the exact location of Kuanglan Academy!"

"Don't we have big beards here?"

Yang Mu heard Wen Sijia mention the beard, shook his head and said:
"He may not be able to find it. Kuanglan College is located in the border mountainous area. There are no less mountains there than here. No one knows where it is in the mountains. People who go in and out of the college are blindfolded to prevent people from seeing the way. But I heard that they have a Reception, if you want to go to Kuanglan Academy, you have to go to the reception and wait."

Wen Sijia said:
"That's fine. Let's send people to the reception first, and then enter Kuanglan College to find out the news and see if Hong Hong has gone there."

Yang Mu nodded and added:

"I heard that there are many doomsday professions recently. In addition to doomsday killers, there are also bounty hunters and doomsday merchants. We can go to bounty hunters and doomsday merchants and ask them to help us find Chu Hong. As long as we find them, I am willing To provide rich rewards, let's just have one each of the fifth-level stones, red, yellow and blue!"

This is already a big deal, the fifth-level stone is one hundred thousand fragments, which is an astronomical figure for most ordinary refugees.

Chu Honglian and Chu Luomen hurriedly thanked, Wen Sijia glared at Yang Mu, and then took the husband and wife away to arrange the matter in person.

Yang Mu is really a dumb eater of Coptis chinensis, he can't tell if he suffers, so he can't be blamed for this matter.

Thinking about Chu Hong, she really has deep roots in love for herself.

Hey, why are you so attractive?
To be honest, Yang Mu was quite happy at this moment, very stinky.

Of course, Yang Mu was also worried about Chu Hong, and he really didn't want any danger to happen to her, after all, she was the girl who lived and died together at the beginning of the end.

The suddenness of this incident somewhat affected everyone's emotions.

But Yang Mu is Yang Mu after all, and he put everything behind him in a short time.

"Okay, you don't have to pretend to be unhappy. Aren't you all familiar with Chu Hong? Didn't you say you want to celebrate the New Year with me today? I have never experienced this in my life, so don't It messed up the atmosphere."

Yang Mu's words made many people blush, because the words were right.

They are all familiar with Yang Mu, but there are actually many people who have little contact with Chu Hong.

Everyone is concerned about her leaving, but that's all, we can't be too sad, just superficial friends.

Under Yang Mu's transparency, everyone let go of the superficial things and began to happily prepare for the New Year.

I ate dumplings at noon.

Dumplings come in all kinds of weird shapes, and many of them have been boiled into noodle soup.

After Yang Mu saw it, he immediately ordered that when making dumplings at night, don't make them if you can't make them, which is a waste of ingredients.

Wen Sijia and Ru Linyue all blushed and remained silent. The three of them were very useless in making dumplings, so they learned from the painful experience and stopped doing anything else in the afternoon. They went to their mothers to learn how to make dumplings, and vowed not to quit the army of making dumplings at night. This is a matter of face, and it is also a competition between the three women. They all hope that Yang Mu will praise the dumplings they made with their own hands.

Yang Mu didn't realize at all that his three harem had cultivated from strangers to good sisters, but now they were secretly comparing each other, even a woman like Wen Sijia couldn't avoid it.

From two o'clock in the afternoon, the Spring Festival Gala began, and the ladies and sisters came here to perform in groups.

There are all kinds of cross talk, sketches, poetry recitation, song and dance, and musical instrument performance.

These young ladies worked really hard. They went to the temporary studio on the first floor 10 to [-] minutes in advance to prepare, went up to perform the show, left, and continued to patrol on duty at the post.

They are pure devotees, just to please Yang Mu, get Yang Mu's praise, and see his smiling face.

In fact, the young ladies didn't have too many unreasonable thoughts about Yang Mu. After coming here for a long time, they knew that Yang Mu was surrounded by the iron triangle of the proprietress, the instructor, and the president, so they knew that they had no chance.

But many of these young ladies have never been in a relationship before, many of them gave Yang Mu their first kiss, and many of them are the first time to have physical contact with a man.

If it is an individual, they may also forget it.

But this is a group, and the young ladies will talk about each other and mention it occasionally, so they can't be easily forgotten.

They privately positioned the relationship between Yang Mu and them, which should be a relationship like an older brother, but also as close as an older brother.

For example, elder brother is close, but elder brother cannot be used to be ambiguous.

Many young ladies would have affairs with Yang Mu in private, such as asking Yang Mu to kiss.

At the beginning, only a few people did this, but when they boasted about it, it spread among young ladies, and everyone didn't feel ashamed or anything, but regarded it as a group fashion. ,
"I met the tyrant while on patrol yesterday, I hugged and kissed him! He's broken, and he bit my tongue!"

The ladies and sisters said such things to each other shamelessly, some were true, some were bragging.

But it did become a public topic for them.

Ladies and sisters think the title of tyrant is cool, so they like to call Yang Mu tyrant.

This is the common feeling of all young ladies towards Yang Mu.

"Hahahaha!"

Yang Mu was amused by the expressions of the ladies and sisters, kept applauding, and then sincerely praised them, and occasionally got out of bed and jumped over to give them warm hugs.

The three of Wen Sijia have been busy learning how to make dumplings, and they didn't care about the interaction between Yang Mu and the young lady.

In this four-story house, it is really full of the taste of the year. Yang Mu is not alone, and he keeps meeting people from all walks of life. The ones who are close are like nine beasts, and the ones who are far away are like ordinary foreign male soldiers.

Some people had never even seen the legendary tyrant before, and they were shocked when they saw him. They didn't expect the tyrant to be such a handsome and kind man.

Time passed little by little, and finally in the early hours of the night, Yang Mu ate the dumplings made by Wen Sijia, Xiangru, and Lin Yue, and raised his hands in praise, claiming that the dumplings made by the three women were equally delicious, and tied for the first place!

Then, when Wen Sijia went to the bathroom, Yang Mu limped over and told her secretly:

The dumplings you made are the best, and the dumplings made by the two of them are nothing!
When Xiangru went to the kitchen, Yang Mu followed and said:
The dumplings you make are the King of Special Forces, and the dumplings she makes are not even militiamen!

When Lin Yue went downstairs to boil water, Yang Mu went over and told her:
The two of them can also be the president and the king of soldiers. If it is virtuous, then there is only you, baby!

That night, the three women were very happy and felt happy.

Yang Mu is also very happy to maximize the potential of the scumbag.

At twelve o'clock, they held a New Year's Eve ceremony, performed the countdown to five four three two one, and then blessed each other——

"Doomsday! Happy New Year!"

This year, everyone has a different state of mind. They closed their eyes and prayed sincerely, hoping to live a simple and comfortable life in the new year. This may be the greatest happiness in the future.

Outside the mountains and forests, most people are still in pain.

A child knelt on the ground crying in pain.

His father had just died, bitten by a zombie, and ended his life with a knife before turning into a zombie.

However, even though he was dead, when the zombie virus broke out, he still turned into a zombie, pounced on the child who hadn't escaped, and swallowed him alive.

The zombie's eyes shed tears for a moment.

As a father, he still has a sliver of consciousness, but he can't stop his behavior. When he was dying, he knew that he was biting the child, so he lost in pain.

"boom!"

With a gunshot, the father's zombie was headshot.

There was a sound of footsteps, and a pair of high leather boots appeared beside the child.

Half of the child's face was bitten off, and he kept screaming because of the pain. Of course, there was more terror in his heart. His father had just turned into a devil.

The owner of the high boots raised his long-barreled shotgun and pointed it at the child's head.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The child cried out in pain.

The owner of the high leather boots said softly:

"Understand your wishes, so end your misery, and die child!"

The trigger was pulled, another shot was fired, and the child's head was blown off, hugging his father's body.
(End of this chapter)