Doomsday: I open a blind box and get a hundredfold reward

......

And at the same time.

On the east side of the rooftop, in the shade.

The delicate woman was holding the body of the thin bamboo pole, stunned, with bread and mineral water beside her, motionless.

Her mind was a mess, she felt like she was dreaming, none of this was real.

She even felt.

Maybe when you wake up, you will go back to the rental house, your boyfriend is not dead, and the end has not come.

Her name is Han Meimei.

Born in the countryside around Mukden, in a patriarchal family.

Bamboo pole is her waitress colleague at the fast food restaurant, her boyfriend, and the only person in the world who loves her.

Han Meimei raised her head and looked at Huang Mao and her bald head, her eyes full of resentment.

......

Time.

It's like a middle-aged man's urine, and it's gone.

The sun is scorching.

The sunset fills half the sky.

Bai Lidong ate fruit and chicken leg bread, replenished his strength, and waited for the night to fall.

Not far away.

Behind the central air conditioning.

"Whew...

Zhang Yue knelt on the ground, her small mouth opened to the maximum, panting, and doing the most familiar work.

After a moment, Huang Mao's brows furrowed, and he suddenly pressed her head.

"Woo... "Soon

."

"Shhh Whew..."

Huang Mao let out a sigh of relief, and Zhang Yue drank the rice soup as he wished.

Pop!

Yellow Fur threw her a small loaf of bread.

And Zhang Yue, who looked at the sao with a bald head, also felt that a certain organ was about to move.

He touched his head, handed Zhang Yue a bottle of mineral water, bared his teeth and smiled: "Wash your mouth, I'll use it later." "

My mouth is going to be sour!" Zhang

Yue rubbed his cheeks amorous and teased.

"Grass, what about playing with you? Lao Tzu is known as the king of the Great Eastern District, and he usually has to cross his waist!" The

bald head glanced at the thing under the yellow hair's crotch and pouted:

"Pull JB down, you thing, if you don't look for it with a magnifying glass, you can't find it..."

When the bald head heard this, he didn't dare to squeak again.

Huang Mao is usually a bit of a tiger, and he doesn't start lightly or heavily, but now that he has learned the fire ability, he is even more unscrupulous.

"There's not much to eat, save some, and you may not be able to find it when you go downstairs. The

bald man rummaged through his backpack and found that there were only five loaves of bread and three ham sausages left.

When Zhang Yue heard this, she quickly tore open the small bread that Huang Mao threw her, stuffed it into her mouth, and ate it.

"Hey, Xiao Sao B..."

Huang Mao pondered for a while, thought of a more civilized title, and said to Zhang Yue: "Do you have anything to eat over there, borrow me some."

Zhang Yue choked and stretched her neck, and finally swallowed the bread, and after a while, she said, "It's really no, brother, I've already finished eating."

Huang Mao looked disappointed.

Zhang Yue thought of something, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Brother, although we don't have it, but Bai Lidong does!"

"When the apocalypse first broke out, he hid all the food in the company, and he had a big bag full of food.

"Is this person easy to deal with?" Zhang

Yue opened her mouth and closed it again.

She pondered for a moment, then held the yellow hair and said, "He... He is an intern in the company, he is not very old, although he is a little cunning, but he is certainly not his brother's opponent.

"That's not right..."

The bald head looked at Zhang Yue, who spoke vaguely, and narrowed his eyes: "If he is easy to deal with, why don't you rob him? Don't tell me that you are all moral models."

Zhang Yue lowered his eyelids and snorted: "He... He seems to have a gun..."

Bang! The

bald head grabbed Zhang Yue's hair, pressed her head to the ground, and roared in a low voice:

"Don't look like it, whether there is or not, play dog tricks with Lao Tzu, I'll tear your mouth open

!" "Ah!"

Zhang Yue looked at the fierce bald head and screamed in fright.

As an ordinary social animal, she has never seen this posture, and her legs are shaking like chaff.

"There's... Yes, yes... Brother, it hurts, you light, I forgot just now, he has a gun, a pistol..."

Zhang Yue's cheek was pressed to the ground, endured the pain of the scalp tearing, and stumbled.

"Is there anything else!"

"Nothing else, brother..."

The bald head pulled Zhang Yue up, pressed it against her face, and whispered: "Don't think about it uselessly, follow the two of us, I can't lose you!"

He patted her on the cheek and tossed her aside.

"Let's go, Yellow Fur. The

bald head carried a handy steel pipe, and he was in a hurry to rob it.

"Let's go JB, I think if you don't have two eggs falling, you have to go to heaven.

Huang Mao scolded rudely: "Didn't you hear Xiao Sao B say that he has a gun? How do I usually teach you! Use your brains to do things!" "

Then what do you say?" The bald head scratched his head, a little impatient.

"Come here.

Huang Mao hooked his fingers, and whispered in a yin and yin damaged voice: "When you go downstairs for a while, you go to the rear, how to kill the bamboo pole, how to kill Bai Lidong..."

When the time comes....

Guns, food, I want them all. "

Safe!" the

bald head gestured with an ok gesture, and his face was full of fierceness.

Zhang Yue crawled over on his knees, ready to do some massage for the ham sausage...

Meanwhile.

In the tent.

Bai Lidong wiped the snake tooth pistol, secretly thinking about how to kill the yellow hair.

His instincts told him that the yellow hair and the bald head had bad intentions, and that their eyes made him uncomfortable.

Bai Lidong trusted his instincts very much, and in his previous life, he relied on his intuition to avoid many dangers.

If it weren't for the fear of Yellow Fur's flame ability, he would have done it long ago.