"Looking at his reaction, it seems that he discovered that we stole the body. Why did he pretend not to see it?"
Zhu Chenggang frowned and murmured in a low voice.
"Hey, he must be afraid of us. After all, the three of us are still practicing family members. From now on, these corpses will belong to us."
Gao Jie was proud of himself and said with a naive smile.
"Are you stupid? If he is really good at killing these people, they must have automatic rifles in their hands. Are you afraid of us?"
Zhu Chenggang's brain collapsed, he hit Gao Jie on the head and said gloomily.
"Go back first and wait and see for two days. If he doesn't move, we will move the body again."
Shelter balcony.
Lin Bai held the goblet and gently shook the scarlet wine in the glass.
Watching the trio of purchasers receding downstairs, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled: "Interesting."
There was heavy snow outside the window, and the temperature dropped to minus 40 degrees.
Fang Bo, Zhang Long, and Su Yating were all dead, the Holy Spirit Sect was destroyed, and nine of the ten rooms in the Huafu villa area in the south of the city were empty.
All the men were killed by the Holy Spirit Cult.
And their wives, that is, the more than a hundred women in the basement, each of them has been fucked by at least two-digit men.
For those who are a little bit pretty, the number will be doubled. As for those who are ugly...
No, there is no woman who can live in the villa area who is not beautiful.
After all, most of them are mistresses or mistresses kept by rich people. In terms of appearance, they must bear the brunt.
In Lin Bai's mind, Zhao Ting's graceful figure could not help but appear.
She is his first woman after the apocalypse broke out.
Although she had a boyfriend, she was ruined by him.
He disappeared in such an unclear way, and I felt a little sorry for my little brother.
Well……
Why do I care so much about a young woman?
"Damn it! Am I a thief?"
Lin Bai was stunned for a moment, took a sip of the wine in the goblet, and turned towards the master bedroom of the shelter.
On Simmons' big bed, there was a girl sleeping soundly.
A steady smile filled her fair face, and her breath was evenly exhaled from the tip of her pink nose.
Wen Feifei hasn't slept peacefully for a day since she was captured by Wu Jinbao.
Imagine how a girl in her early twenties feels when she is in a den of lust every day.
Wen Feifei would wake up if there was any movement in the middle of the night.
He took out the scalpel under the pillow and huddled in the quilt, shivering.
The shelter is not a paradise, but for Wen Feifei, it is no different from another paradise.
However, there is a demon living inside.
Lin Bai came to the bedside, caressed Wen Feifei's smooth face, and said with a faint smile: "You sleep so peacefully, do you have any objection if you let me sleep for a while?"
"Don't speak? Just assume you agree."
Lin Bai chuckled, kicked off his shoes, and threw himself into the warm and sweet bed.
Pink, tender, crispy, soft, round and white.
If this isn’t the best, what else could it be? !
"Woof woof!!"
After Doudou finished the dog food, he came to the door of the bedroom and stared at the fragrant scene on the bed.
He lowered his head silently and returned to the makeshift nest in the living room.
Room 401, Building 4.
There was a fishy smell in the air, and there was a Cass stove on the coffee table, with thick white broth boiling in a small iron pot.
There was no seasoning, but the three men on the sofa were extremely satisfied.
"If I had known this meat was so delicious, why would I have dug through the trash can? Killing just one person would be enough for the three of us to eat for many days?"
"If you are more cruel, you might even have a woman, like Wen Feifei, who will take advantage of you."
"Who let that kid have a gun in his hand, Ma De! Just thinking about it makes me feel happy. Wen Feifei can do whatever pose she wants, and it has an automatic transmission!"
"If she falls into my hands, I will lick her all over, especially those jade feet, squirm~"
Full, warm and lustful.
Gao Jie and Xie Peng had lustful expressions on their faces and wild thoughts in their minds.
Zhu Chenggang, on the other hand, remained silent.
Frowning, thoughtful.
"Gao Jie, Xie Peng, do you think there is a possibility to call a few more people to break down the door of Lin Bai's house? The woman and the gun belong to us."
"If I remember correctly, the old man He who lives upstairs used to be a physics teacher..."
After listening, the two of them slapped their foreheads with excitement on their faces.
"I will hold the knife and bring the old man back now."
Zhu Chenggang waved his hand, glanced at the unfinished broth on the coffee table, and sneered: "Why use violence when you can buy it with benefits?"
"Courtesy first, then attack. If the old man doesn't agree, it won't be too late to take action."
The two looked at each other and couldn't help but admire.
"It has to be Angkor!"
Just as the three of them were plotting their plan, they were in the corridor on the second floor downstairs.
Along the corridor, a woman wearing a white down jacket walked slowly up.
The delicate face is wearing a mask, the figure is tall, and the black hair is tied into a ponytail, dangling in the air.
The woman came outside room 202, took off her mask, and revealed a delicate and beautiful face.
If Lin Bai was watching the surveillance video, he would be able to identify the woman at a glance. It is Zhao Ting, a young married woman who has been missing for a long time.
Boom!
There was a dull knock on the door.
Zhao Ting stood at the door, tears naturally falling from her eyes, and she said pitifully.
"Is there any kindhearted person? Please open the door. I'm starving. As long as you give me some food, I will grant you any request."
Behind the door, there is a young man with bangs covering his eyebrows. His whole body is wrapped in a rice dumpling, exuding a fishy smell.
In his hand was a crumpled tissue paper with a few curly hairs on it.
This young man's name is Fan Chengcheng, a standard Japanese otaku.
Even if there is no extreme cold disaster, he stays at home all day long. His two major hobbies in life are playing games and watching Neon Country action movies.
Relying on the large amount of food stored previously, I have been surviving until now.
It's just that after being disconnected from the Internet a few days ago, I couldn't play games and could only watch the learning materials on the hard drive all day and night.
At this time, Fan Chengcheng saw Zhao Ting in the corridor through the peephole.
I couldn't help but swallow.
This woman's appearance is no less beautiful than his favorite neon action female star.
Even wearing a thick down jacket, it can't hide her rich figure.
The goddess in my dreams!
"You came alone, right?"
Unable to resist the temptation, Fan Chengcheng asked cautiously.
Upon hearing someone's answer, Zhao Ting nodded quickly and begged.
"Well, everyone in my family is starving to death. I really have no choice, so I went out to ask for help. Kind little brother, please help me."
As she spoke, her slender hands opened the zipper of her down jacket, revealing her plump breasts wrapped in a tight sweater.
The straight and well-proportioned jade legs were tightly covered with a pair of gray silk stockings as thin as cicada wings.
Damn it!
Fan Chengcheng couldn't stand this alluring sight and almost had a nosebleed.
Although he is skilled in his craftsmanship, he is still a complete novice.
Could it be that this is an angel sent by God to save him?
"Are you sure you won't hurt me?"
The remaining sanity allowed Fan Chengcheng to calm down.
A lot of things have happened in the community recently, so naturally he didn't dare to open the door rashly.
Between desire and death, Fan Chengcheng chose to live.
"Little brother, you are worrying too much. I am just a helpless little girl. How can I hurt you? Give me some food. No matter what your excessive request is, I will agree to it."
"Besides, I...I'm still a beginner."
Zhao Ting blinked her watery eyes, blushing on her cheeks, and pursed her red lips.
With a click, the security door opened.
To die under the peonies is to be a ghost.
Fan Chengcheng has rich theoretical experience and can’t wait to put it into practice on Zhao Ting.
"You, come in quickly. I have food at home. I can share some with you, but can I play with your feet..."
