night.
The fat boss cooked a pot of Ganoderma lucidum duck soup, braised abalone, braised beef cubes, and braised sea cucumbers with green onions.
Then stew the milk bird's nest in the stew pot.
"It's time to eat." The fat boss said in a loud voice.
Bo Lijue put down the cell phone he was holding to show Qiqi where bears were, and took her to eat.
So many things happened today. Qiqi was already hungry, so she sat down at the dining table. Bo Lijue scooped a bowl of soup for her and placed it in front of her.
She picked up the spoon, but her hands kept shaking out of control. She was obviously tired.
"Miss Qi, what's wrong with your hands? Why are they shaking so hard?"
Qiqi put down the spoon and hid her hand under the table with some guilt, her cheeks were burning, "No...it's okay."
Something flashed in Bo Lijue's eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled.
(Still want it.)
Qiqi's back stiffened and she glared at Bo Lijue fiercely.
With an innocent look on his face, Bo Lijue reached for Qiqi's bowl and spoon and fed her.
"..." The fat boss looked at the young couple opposite and was fed a mouthful of dog food.
After finishing the meal quickly, he quickly left so as not to disturb the young couple.
A few scumbags in the corridor have been cleaned up by Babyface, and the ending for those people must not be too good.
The fat uncle opened the door and entered his own house. He received a message from the pig-killing aunt saying that the faucet in her house was broken and she hoped that he could help fix it.
The fat boss thought for a moment, then closed the door and took the elevator to the house of the pig-killer.
"Guowei, you're here." The pig-butcher smiled shyly.
The fat boss walked in and said, "Give me the tools. Fortunately, I have repaired faucets before."
"The faucet is broken and water keeps flowing. You need the tools you brought to fix it."
"I didn't bring any tools. I thought you had tools at home!"
"Yes, you brought it."
The fat boss suddenly choked on his saliva when he saw the meaning look in the pig-butchering aunt's eyes, "Cough...cough..."
"hurry up."
The butcher aunt hurriedly pulled the fat boss into the bedroom, "Bang..." Once the door was closed, it was unclear whether the fat boss had repaired the faucet.
………
Qiqi leaned back on the chair and burped, "It would be perfect if there were fruits and vegetables."
"Okay." Bo Lijue said as he put away the dishes.
"What good?"
"Wait a minute and I'll go out to find fruits and vegetables for you."
"It's night now, where are you going to find it, and I'm just talking casually."
"Okay, then I'll look for you tomorrow morning. I won't go anywhere at night. I'll stay with you."
Bo Lijue obviously said it seriously, but Qiqi felt a sense of crisis inexplicably in her heart, "I...I...I suddenly remembered that you zombies don't have to sleep. Since you insist on going, I won't stop you."
Bo Lijue was pushed out of the door, and the door was mercilessly closed.
Bo Lijue:......
Qiqi leaned against the door panel, patted her chest and exhaled.
It's not that she is timid, it's that Bo Lijue is really untrustworthy. She has suffered a lot from him. He is abstinent and restrained on the surface, but secretly he is more lustful than anyone else.
After waiting for a while, Qiqi turned around and looked at the cat's eyes.
Seeing that the corridor was empty and Bo Lijue had left, Qiqi was about to look away when a gray eye appeared in the cat's eye.
Qiqi kicked the door angrily, "Bo Lijue, you dare to scare me, you bastard."
A smile flashed across Bo Lijue's eyes, and then he raised his feet and left.
Qiqi heard the footsteps leaving the door and cursed in a low voice: "You bad guy."
At this time, Qiqi suddenly realized that she was no longer afraid of the zombie Bo Lijue, and froze up.
She was clearly cowering in the corner and trembling in fear before, but since when did she no longer fear Bo Lijue.
Maybe it was when he blindfolded her at the wholesale market and asked her to stop crying, maybe it was when he got her call and he knew it was her even though she didn't say a word, or maybe it was earlier. Before.
Qiqi suddenly squatted down and buried her face in her knees. After a long time, a soft and waxy voice sounded.
"Bastard, bad guy, pervert,..."
…………
North of the city.
The round moon hangs high in the sky, adding a glimmer of light to this devastated city.
"Roar...roar..."
The undulating roars of zombies seemed a bit creepy in the dark night.
On the desolate streets, the street lights flickered, creating a strange atmosphere.
Abandoned vehicles, cracked roads, dead vegetation, and the smell of blood filled the air.
Hua Zhi stood under a street lamp, holding a machete dripping with blood in his hand. There were four or five mutated zombies surrounding him, an outsider.
Many zombie corpses fell on the ground.
At this time, the mutated zombies parted ways, and a zombie with sharp spikes growing all over its body and a mouth full of fangs walked in.
This should be the zombie king in the north of the city.
"call out…"
Huazhi suddenly launched an attack, and struck the zombie king on the head with a sharp machete.
The Zombie King did not dodge or dodge, letting the knife from Hua Jia fall on his head.
"Ding…"
The hard spikes on the Zombie King's head blocked Huaji's knife. "Stab..." It struck out with lightning and punched Huaji's stomach. The sharp spikes were like steel nails, piercing into Huaji's stomach, and blood flowed. gush.
The Zombie King took the opportunity to open his mouth wide and bite the flower-armed skull's head with its fangs.
The mutated zombies around them roared and seemed to be celebrating their victory.
Huazhi reached out and grabbed the Zombie King's arm. The spikes instantly pierced his palm and blood flowed out.
Huazhi ducked to avoid its fangs and mouth, then turned around, supported it with his shoulders, picked up its arm, and threw it away.
Bang..." The Zombie King fell hard.
The flower arm was not much better. There were bloody holes everywhere on the body. If it had been before, he would have died ten or eight times.
The Zombie King roared angrily, and the four or five mutated zombies waiting aside all pounced on the flower arm.
Hua Zhi waved the machete in his hand to deal with it, and a mutated zombie jumped on him from behind, bit his shoulder, and tore off a piece of flesh.
Hua Zhi turned slightly sideways and pushed the mutated zombie riding on his back with his elbow.
In just such a second, Huazhi was tripped by other zombies.
"Roar...roar..." The mutated zombies rushed to him and struggled with each other.
The dust on the ground rose, the struggle was fierce, and the fierce roars continued.
Just like a pack fight between wolves and dogs, it is frightening to watch and makes people afraid to approach.
Four against one, Huazhi gradually lost ground, and then a mutated zombie bit his foot and threw him out.
He hit an abandoned car on the road and dented it.
"Roar…"
The zombie king roared to the sky, showing the posture of a winner.
Hua arms shook and tried to get up, but fell back to the ground several times.
The blood stained the ground red.
At this time, a pair of long legs walked up to him, Hua Hu shook his body, and lay prone on the ground.
With a sharp kick, Hua Jia was kicked to the ground.
"waste."
