A Son-in-law in Doomsday

Yang Mu really wanted to reject Xiang Ru, but it was a pity that this violent woman had already pointed her gun at him.

"Either agree, or I'll break your leg and tell someone to carry it. Choose for yourself."

Looking at the cold and merciless look in Xiangru's eyes, Yang Mu compromised.

It wasn't a bad thing to talk about. With this woman following them, walking in the isolation area would be safer. It was just that she wanted to get revenge on the large zombie. That was impossible.

The rest of the journey was smooth sailing for the zombies. The large zombies attracted half of the zombies in the isolation area, and the rest of the zombies were disturbed by the Origin Bombs.

Following the route designed by the base, they successfully reached the city wall.

Yang Mu was stunned.

Look at this towering wall, it's a full fifty meters high!

It was like entering the world of movies.

Humans were very powerful, but once they were gathered, they could create miracles. It was said that the wall was built in a day.

Song Ren knelt on the ground and howled as he called for his mother. He was incredibly excited about escaping.

Yuan Pei, the solemn mother and son hugged each other and cried out.

Gu DazSen looked at Hu Die with a wide smile on her face, but it was a pity that she was still unconscious.

Chu Hong didn't know why Yang Mu stayed behind. She wanted to accompany him, but when she thought of the zombies, she felt a sense of fear.

While he was hesitating, Yang Mu had already turned around and returned to the quarantine area. As Xiang Ru followed him, there was also the little loli who had always stuck to Yang Mu.

"Who is this girl? Is she not going to leave?"

"She …"

Yang Mu hesitated for a moment before deciding to keep Hong Yi by his side.

He wanted to find out if Hong Yi had devoured the little demon.

Not only was there a lesser demon among the half dead, so was Da Kui.

If there were even one or two, there would be three or four. Even if the Half-Zombie was scientific, it wasn't that important, so Yang Mu didn't need to plan for it.

Furthermore, Yang Mu didn't think that the Half-Zombies were that important. They were the same as zombies, strange creatures that appeared for some reason after the apocalypse came.

Chu Hong finally couldn't resist chasing, but was stopped by the special forces.

"Yang Mu!" What are you doing? " She shouted with all her might.

"Didn't I say it already? Go find the umbrella that I dropped."

"Liar, how could Sijia give you that thing?"

"If you don't believe me, you can ask. Go out and meet him. Don't forget to buy medicine."

"What kind of medicine?"

"Didn't you say you were going to help me drug Wen Sijia?"

"..."

"Hahaha!"

Yang Mu's laughter was melodious as he gradually disappeared into the distance.

Chu Hong really couldn't understand, why did he return after escaping?

What kind of man was this!? She could not see through it. The closer she got, the stranger it became!

… ….

The night in the quarantine was very quiet.

Yang Mu brought the two women around and finally decided to rest in the guard room of a machinery factory.

The guard room had two floors. The first floor was the place to be on duty, the second floor was the place to sleep and eat. There was food, and Yang Mu had also found the backpack and clothes he wanted.

"I won't go out at night. I'll sleep here."

The ores were glowing, so finding them at night was easier, but the danger was much greater. If a zombie was caught in the darkness, it would be destroyed.

Yang Mu's return to the quarantine was already a risk, so he didn't want the risk index to be higher.

Hong Yi was probably tired, so she ran to the corner of the room and fell asleep on the floor.

Xiang Ru stood in front of the dormitory door looking at the single bed inside with a frown.

"How do I sleep?"

"Didn't you sleep in the subway station? If you don't want to sleep in my bed, then sleep on the floor. "

"You are a man … "You …" Looking at Yang Mu sprawled on the bed, Xiangru really wanted to drag him out of bed.

However, in the end, she did not do so. She only grumpily went over and laid on the ground beside the bed.

The room was quiet. Although Xiangru was tired, she couldn't fall asleep. She would always think of her comrades who had died tragically.

In a short while, Yang Mu fell into a deep slumber, turning and turning about. When he thought of the two teardrops that fell when he was sad, he blamed himself for being so weak all of a sudden.

She felt relieved just thinking about it. She had no choice but to be weak. All her brothers were dead, and her own brother was dead as well. It was normal for her to shed a few tears of sadness.

The night was long and long. Xiang Ru finally fell asleep, but after sleeping for three hours, she woke up. It was only midnight. The night was really long.

A few days ago, he had actually been sleeping. Today, he had eaten a lot of food, so he could not sleep soundly.

He turned over and over, but there was no sound from the bed. He couldn't even hear the sound of breathing.

Where's Yang Mu?

Yang Mu was still lying there, and he had already woken up. Under the moonlight, his bright eyes could be seen.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Me? I was thinking about you. "

"Miss me?"

"You say that you are a martial artist. After being a soldier for so many years, you must have gone out on a mission for the sake of living in the open. Why is your skin so fair?" You say that you have been a martial artist for so many years.

"You … How boring! "

"Sigh, the human heart is truly strange! This is what I am thinking in my heart. Let me tell you, you said that I was bored and glared at me furiously … Since you're so good-looking, it's very likely that any man who has seen you before would have thoughts of you. There are bound to be some despicable people among them, and they might be able to strip you off a few times just for being polite on the surface, right? This is truly preposterous. A hypocritical and kind attitude toward them, but the honest me being treated so viciously by you. "

"You … "You are just bored. You are just playing a hooligan with me, teasing me by saying something nice."

"Hmph, if you think I'm a hooligan, then I'm a hooligan. In any case, I can't change your mind, and you can't control me either."

"Do you really think it's pretty?"

The first beauty I met was Yang Ling, a language teacher from Hanning High School. She gave me food when I was about to die, and I watched her walk into the Hanning High School not far away, then often go listen to the corner when she was in class. The first poem I learned from her was' Jinsi ', which also means I learned a lot of words when I was in the corner, and thus became a illiterate beggar.

Yang Mu's voice was a little soft, and the story he told was very alluring. Xiang Ru slowly moved her buttocks to the bedside and leaned on the bed to listen.

Who would have thought that this man who looked so special would become a beggar when he was young?

No wonder he was different from the others. It seemed that he was very suitable for this apocalypse, because he had been wandering since he was young.

"Once, I was heavily injured in the rain and was saved by that girl. At that time, I was not young anymore and was still in my adolescence. So the little girl who rescued me from the car became the unparalleled beauty in my heart. Her beauty is for me a puberty of ignorance, a fantasy of love, very deep. "

"Who is she?"

"Hehe, fate is truly wonderful sometimes. She's the legal wife that I have now."

"Only now?"

"I heard about it before, but I didn't take it to heart."

"Joy?" You tell me, it seems quite interesting. "

"Tsk, you picked your own scars? I'm not that stupid. Let's talk about you! From a male and female's point of view, the beauty that I have experienced before is actually my wife. But now … "My wife's best friend, Chu Hong, counts, but I just found out that she's quite a woman; butterflies have a nice figure and are interesting and good-looking, but she's not the type to be a great beauty, so you're the one left."

Xiuru's face turned red and she bit her lips out of habit.

"Actually, from the perspective of the masses, your beauty might even surpass Chu Hong's and be on par with my wife. My wife has a girlish face and a devilish body. "You have the face of a young woman and the body of a young woman …"

"Yang Mu!" What are you saying! "

Xiuru's face turned even redder. She was angry this time.

"Ah, don't misunderstand, I'm not saying you're fat, but you're not fat at all. I mean, my wife feels like a goddess. It's sacred and inviolable. "

Xiang Ru raised her brows, waiting for Yang Mu to continue speaking.

"You may feel like a goddess, but that is only for those around you, who know who you are and respect you. But I do not know you. In my eyes, you are not a female soldier, so you have lost your sacred and inviolable dignity. On the contrary, you are the kind of woman that I would like to violate after seeing you, so I said, you have that delicate young woman's aura, you're a demon. "

"You …"

Xiuru was stunned.

She had never been described as such, nor did she know that she was such a woman.

"Don't be surprised, for example, that special forces soldier that turned into a zombie, didn't he confess to you after being poisoned by the corpse poison?" This is proof of your charm. "If this is a chaotic world, you must be Chen Yuan, Tian Hongmei, Li Zicheng and Wu Sanguan to fight for you in this world."

It was as if Xiangru had been hacked by the heavenly tribulation lightning into the shape of an immortal seeking aunt, both inside and outside.

The blush on his face was definitely more than the blush on his butt. At this moment, he was in an unbearable state of mind.

Was she really that good?

Yang Mu still had a serious expression, but inwardly, he was laughing to death.

Xiang Ru was really good-looking, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she was a beauty capable of toppling empires.

But in short, it was only a woman, and it wasn't as exaggerated as Yang Mu's story.

At this moment, Yang Mu had more intentions of teasing her. He wanted to use this method to open up the girl's heart and stop thinking about the dead.

Dead, dead, everything is gone.

Live, live, everything.

Yang Mu had roamed the streets for many years. Most of the time, he was free and would often ponder over something.

Thus, when he told Chu Hong that he was a thinker, half of it was a joke and half of it made sense.

Watching too many human feelings and warmth, often also understand the spring and autumn of the world.

A person who liked to think would be able to understand many things without a teacher.

People often think that their IQ is lower than someone else's, but it's not.

It's just that while someone is thinking, you're playing games, you're watching movies, you're singing K at a party.

Through thinking, someone had a way forward, a method, and a goal. This was the result of his thinking.

And your mind is controlled by the outside world. Think about how many kills you'll get in the next game, think about what song you'll sing next, and think about how you'll touch the thighs of the girl you're dating in the movie theater.

Of course … The last example was still encouraging. After all, Yin and Yang were the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

The deep intimacy between a man and a woman isn't something that can be achieved through kissing. Often, it is … He touched his thigh.