Zombie City

Huang Qiushan did not drink less tonight, not because of the huge breakthrough in research results, but simply because of the gluttonous preference for this sip.

When he left the laboratory, Huang Qiushan was still carrying half a bottle of beer in his hand, and his body was a bit swayed when he walked. Compared to him, the others were even more unbearable. He is still lying on the table now, probably. No need to go home anymore.

The current power supply system of the City of Evolution can only meet the 24-hour uninterrupted power supply of the laboratory and the power demand of the headquarters of the four major forces. It is not yet able to universalize power use, let alone turn on street lights at night.

Reflecting the moonlight above his head, Huang Qiushan's footwork staggered a bit, his bloated body was stuffed in the lab coat, which looked somewhat funny, and it always gave people a nondescript feeling, plus those pairs With his wretched little eyes, he didn't look like he was once an authority in a certain field.

However, this is the case.....

Huang Qiushan’s white lab coat is very obvious in the dark. The laboratory clothes are a symbol of his status. Let alone an ordinary survivor, no one dared to provoke him, let alone a fight. He was attacked with crooked minds, and he couldn't wait to evade him from a distance.

belch.....

Huang Qiushan had a long alcoholic hiccup. After a burst of urine, he stood by the wall of the alley indifferently, and then there was the sound of rushing water.

Huang Qiushan inadvertently turned his head and glanced at the intersection of the hutong intersection, just in time to see a figure slowly walking past, judging from the shape of the little mute that he has been consciously or unconsciously looking at a few more these days.

When he thought of the perfect peach hoard of the dumb man at work, Huang Qiushan swallowed his saliva dryly, always feeling that the dumb man was a bit problematic.

After releasing the water, Huang Qiushan shook his body and took a breath of the cold night air. Because of the reason he had just drunk alcohol, his body became slightly warm. He drank half a bottle of beer in his hand, and Huang Qiushan casually Throw the wine bottle on the ground, unbutton the shirt inside, and walked towards the intersection of the alley.

After walking to the intersection of the hutong, Huang Qiushan looked around, just to see that familiar figure turned into another hutong...

Huang Qiushan shook his head, turned to his right and walked towards his home, ready to go back and continue to train the newly acquired two women, but after two steps, Huang Qiushan stopped, his wretched eyes narrowed. Then, after a little thought, he turned and walked in the direction where the figure disappeared just now!

Huang Qiushan's thoughts were very clear. He was going to confirm with his own eyes whether the little mute was weird. If he really found something interesting, it would be better, just to make some fun in the boring life.

Although the road was still a bit swaying, Huang Qiushan's walking speed was not slow at all. It didn't take long for him to catch up with the figure in front of him, and watched that figure enter a small courtyard from a distance.

Huang Qiushan didn't follow him right away. Although in a sense, he was a scum, and even a little abnormal, but he was still not so gay.

He only doubted the true gender of the little dumb now. Following a man with mental problems, it seemed that he was following the more problematic.

Huang Qiushan took out a cigarette and lit it, leaning his body against the wall, he lowered his head thinking while hesitating, the perfect outline in his mind lingered, making his heart always itchy, and he wanted to verify it.

Before you know it, a cigarette has been smoked...

Huang Qiushan slammed the cigarette **** out with his big feet, took a deep breath and walked towards the yard where the little dumb had just entered. People would lower their guard and disguise in their own homes. If there is really any problem, Huang Qiushan felt that he would definitely find something strange in the past, and if he didn't find anything, he would just die of this heart.

As a wretched pervert, that also has a perverted bottom line. This is the basic quality that a successful pervert should have!

Huang Qiushan came to the front of the courtyard without going too far. Under the bright red moonlight, Huang Qiushan could see at a glance that the door was actually hidden and not closed. This did not make him suspicious, but If the door is closed, Huang Qiushan's character will definitely think of something.

Huang Qiushan listened to the movement inside the gate, because the gate was still a certain distance away from the house in the courtyard. He only heard the faint sound of water when he first arrived here, but he didn't care.

After confirming that there was no other sound inside, Huang Qiushan opened the door and walked towards the courtyard.

when....

As soon as Huang Qiushan felt something kicked on his toe, a crisp sound came from his ears, which was exceptionally clear in the dark night!

Ok? ? ?

Huang Qiushan was puzzled, and his brows frowned. He subconsciously thought of what kind of early warning setting this was, and his suspicion for that little mute became more serious by three points!

But when he saw the trash everywhere in the yard, Huang Qiushan twitched the corners of his mouth and hummed softly between his mouth and nose. He collected a pile of bottles and cans of trash, which was also in line with a little mute with a mental disorder. Normal logic.

In addition, Huang Qiushan had seen the little dumb man put away some useless bottles in the laboratory more than once before. In this way, it would be reasonable to have bottles at the gate of the yard.

Huang Qiushan stopped at the door for half a minute. After making sure that there was no response from the room, he walked carefully toward the courtyard, trying his best not to let his feet touch the bottles and jars on the ground and prevent them from making any noise. .

The house in this yard seems to be a few years old from the outside. Although it is built with red bricks, there is no plastering cement outside, and there is no white ceramic tile that was most popular in rural areas more than ten years ago.

The house is very small, with only three rooms estimated to be no more than 60 square meters. A two-sided iron door is in the middle of the house. It is a very standard rural brick house layout. The middle is a kitchen plus a dining room, one on the left and one on the right. There are two rooms, and the pot table is right next to the door of the room, linking the big fire kang in the room.

Although the walls of this yard are intact, only a small part of it is broken, but the house inside is seriously damaged, and the glass of the windows is basically broken. In this city of evolution, a normal person would rather choose to have no walls. In my house, I don’t want to choose windows that are almost all broken, and I can’t find anything to block it.

During the recent period of time, the temperature has been terribly low at night. Living in such a room, unless it is a fire on the kang, is not much better than sleeping outside in the open air.

The opposite rusty iron door was still wide open, but this time Huang Qiushan did not walk in, but slowed down and came to the window.

What Huang Qiushan saw through the window was a kang bottle and can, guessing that the mentally problematic lower mute was looking around when he was not working. Huang Qiushan moved towards the window of the Westinghouse.

There are still a few complete pieces of glass on the side of the East Room, but none on the side of the West Room. This is why Huang Qiushan came to the window of the East Room first.

Huang Qiushan was standing by the window of the West House. From his perspective, he could clearly see a person lying in the bed on the kang, with disheveled hair, dirty face, and dumb expression. Who, on the other side of the Kang is a pile of junk bottles and cans.

Listening to the even breathing, it seems that the little mute has fallen asleep, closed his eyes and curled up tightly under the blanket. Everything is very much in line with the performance of a little mute with mental problems.

There was no unexpected expression on Huang Qiushan's face, nor did everything change as he expected, but there was nothing suspicious about it, but Huang Qiushan felt a little suspicious.

If it were not for the seductive and perfect contour curve, Huang Qiushan would really not be interested in just looking at that dirty face with a dull expression.

After letting out a soft snort, Huang Qiushan turned and walked away...

After five or six minutes, Shi Rou, who was wrapped in a dirty quilt, opened her eyes sharply.

call.......

Shi Rou let out a long breath, everything seemed normal on the surface, but she was in a cold sweat!

The person standing by the window just now, Shi Rou's slightly slit eyes saw that it was Huang Qiushan that she had been guarding against recently!