Milk?

Qin Lang felt that his IQ had been greatly insulted, and said with a calm face: "You TM take Lao Tzu as a fool, don't you?"

"No!" Mao Ziwu was still there, and the duck had a hard mouth, pointed his hand out of the door, and said in a trembling voice: "You...... You...... If you don't believe yourself, go out and see, ...... Just under the third mulberry tree when you turn left right out of the door. ”

Brother Jiri hurriedly echoed: "Yes, boss, a bottle! I can't lift either of them!"

"Really?" Qin Lang believed them, so they called a ghost!

Who is he? The once famous Prince of Fake Medicine on Suzaku Street told more than ten times around the earth.

Judging from his experience, the two hairs in front of him were obviously lying. Especially that Humpty Dumpty, who still has a rusty fruit knife in his hand, TM, have you ever seen a knife for delivering milk?

Brother Jiri pretended to be a little angry and said, "Of course that's the case, hurry up, it's cold, let's go in and take shelter!"

Qin Lang still sneered and refused to give way, and said in his mouth: "Oh, I'm sorry, I don't like to drink milk, you can go back to where you came from! As for breakfast, hehe, I'm even more embarrassed, I've never had the habit of eating breakfast." ”

Mao Zi was suddenly unhappy, and said with a calm face: "You...... Why are you like this? I ...... We've worked so hard to get you here from the city center, and you don't want it, ......you don't want it? Do you still have a conscience?"

Brother Jiri also chimed in: "That is, your conscience is greatly broken!"

Qin Lang said impatiently: "This person is like this, hurry up and get rid of Lao Tzu! It's early in the morning, Lao Tzu doesn't want to beat people." ”

M is an egg! If it is soft, then it will only be hard! Brother Shiri has made up his mind that he can't continue to be hungry today no matter what.

secretly glanced at Mao Zi, Mao Zi understood, took a step back, clapped his hands, and said coldly: "Respect...... Toast without eating and eating penalty wine!"

As he spoke, he kicked his legs and pounced towards Qin Lang's feet like a wild dog.

The movement was too slow, and it was full of loopholes, Qin Lang dodged it with a light flash, Maozi's head suddenly hit the threshold, and with a "bang", he rolled his eyes and fainted.

At the same time, Brother Jiri shouted, raised his fruit knife, and made random gestures in the air, threatening: "Don't force me to do it......!

Qin Lang lit a cigarette, looked at Brother Jiri, who was jumping up and down like a monkey in front of him, and said lightly: "Otherwise, what if you stab me?"

Who is Brother Jiri?

Ruthless!

A ruthless person who launched a ruthless attack that even stabs himself!

Is there anything in this world that he doesn't dare to do?

Brother Ji glared at the strange eyes, and said viciously: "Do you think Lao Tzu doesn't dare?"

"I didn't say you wouldn't dare, the point is, you can't hurt me. What can you do like a bear?"

"Ahh

The reason why he chose to tie his thighs is because there is a lot of flesh on his thighs, and even if he is really pierced, it will not be life-threatening.

Although Brother Jiri has experienced a lot during this time, and he has also killed zombies with Maozi, he still doesn't have the courage to really let him kill.

In Qin Lang's opinion, Brother Jiri's movements were no different from turtle crawling, and this guy's footsteps were vague and fluttering, so he didn't pose any threat to him at all.

Gently pulled Brother Jiri's wrist, Brother Jiri was unstable, his body was like Mount Tai falling, and the fruit knife was impartial and just pierced on his waist.

"Ahh......h You're so despicable! Hiss...... Ahh

"Come on, with your snakeskin skills, you still use me to plot?" Qin Lang pursed his lips disdainfully, and reached out to lift Maozi's small body that was less than ninety pounds.

"What are you going to do......? Let him go!Do you hear it, grass!Do you have the ability to rush at me!" Brother Ji covered his waist, his eyes were red, and roared at Qin Lang.

Originally, Qin Lang planned to throw these two people out directly, but Brother Jiri's words made him dispel this idea in an instant.

These two people are not useless.

Glancing at this pair of difficult brothers, Qin Lang said meaningfully to Brother Jiri: "Wake him up and come in with me." ”

Steamed buns! Big steamed buns with white flowers!

The moment Maozi woke up, he thought he had come to heaven. Otherwise, how could there be so many steamed buns in front of him that only appear in dreams? Quickly grabbed a bite or two and stuffed it into his mouth, and the feeling of food reaching his stomach made Mao Zi couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.

After eating three in one go, Maozi finally stopped. Turning his head, he found that Brother Jiri was struggling to wrap gauze around his waist, Maozi hurriedly stepped forward to help, hurriedly helped Brother Jiri bandage his wounds, turned his head, and said to Qin Lang with a calm face: "Mom, did you hurt my Brother Jiri?"

Qin Lang nodded and shook his head again.

"Horse chicken! Lao Tzu will kill you!" Mao Zi said and picked up the stool under his ass and was about to fight with Qin Lang, but he didn't think about it, but he was stopped by Brother Jiri.

Mao Zi looked puzzled and said, "Brother Jiri, who are you?" China

"Putting it down, I accidentally stabbed it myself, regardless of his business. As he spoke, Brother Jiri stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth, which was very soft and satisfying!

Seeing that the two of them were full of food and drink, Qin Lang said, "We, have we met somewhere?"

"Have you seen it?" Brother Jiri's memory has always been bad, and he turned his head to look at Maozi.

"Yes. Mao Zi replied honestly: "In the White Flag Town Hospital." ”

White Flag Town Hospital?

Qin Lang finally had the impression, isn't this just the two best people who read the water meter in the middle of the night? The last time he was cleaned up and didn't have a long memory, this time he flickered to him Qin Da Shao's head again.

Qin Lang said with a joking face: "Heh, you don't read the water meter now, but send milk instead?"

"Uh......" Brother Jiri almost didn't choke to death, so he quickly patted his chest and said in Kong Yiji's general words: "Don't make fun of it, just eat with a mouthful." ”

Qin Lang gave each of them a cigarette and asked casually, "What are your two plans in the future?"

"Hiss......"

That saying is good, a cigarette after a meal is better than a living immortal!

Letting the smoke swirl in his lungs, Brother Jiri suddenly felt refreshed, sighed, and said with a wry smile: "I don't have any skills in both bodies, what can I do but eat and wait for death?"

"There are more things you can do, it depends on whether you have the guts or not. Qin Lang took a deep puff of cigarette, exposed the gun on his waist, and said with a smile: "How is it, do you dare to mess with me?"

Brother Jiri asked cautiously, "You...... What do you do?"

In White Flag Town, Brother Ji and Mao Zi had naturally seen guns, and they didn't think it was strange that Qin Lang had guns. In this day and age, as long as you have connections and money, there is nothing you can't do.

"Hey, hey, kill ......"

"Ahh He is a petty fight on weekdays, and when it comes to killing!

Even if they give him 10,000 guts, they won't dare. Although Huaxia is in chaos now, the iron law of killing people in Huaxia is unchanged, and they don't want to eat a peanut in the end.

Brother Jiri seemed to have knocked on that pill, and his head flicked: "That's not good, we are law-abiding citizens, we can't do this kind of thing." ”

Will law-abiding citizens do things like stealing chickens and touching dogs? Law-abiding citizens will break into houses and rob them? Qin Lang almost didn't spit on his face.

Mao Zi also nodded and said, "Yes, yes, we are really not that material." Why don't you give us individual errands, such as cleaners, or babysitters, or whatever? We have experience in this area and guarantee one top two and two top five. ”

"What nonsense? I said that I was killing zombies! In a word, if you don't do it, just stay, from now on, you will have enough food and smoke pipes! If you don't finish this meal, you will leave me, I am too lazy to ink with you. ”

"!"

Don't dare to kill people, but it's not the first time for him to kill zombies, so he can naturally do it. Without the slightest hesitation, he agreed.

Qin Lang was quite satisfied with the performance of the two, patted his chest and assured the two: "Very good! Don't worry, if Brother Lang and I eat a mouthful, I won't starve you to death. By the way, after talking for a long time, what are you two called?"

"I'm Maozi, this is my boss, Brother Jiri!"

This name is really weird. But that doesn't matter.

Qin Lang nodded to the two of them and threw the pistol on his waist in front of Brother Jiri: "Have you heard of the name petition?"

Jiri took the pistol, nodded and didn't speak.

"If you decide to follow me, there will be many opportunities to deal with zombies and even monsters in the future, so during this time, you must train your guts......!

Mao Zi promised: "Don't worry, no problem, we have also killed zombies before." ”

Qin Lang turned around and walked into the house, took out a bulky wooden box, and put it in front of the two of them with a clatter: "Okay, your task in the past three days is to use up this box of bullets." Don't worry, I won't follow you, it's all up to you, and of course, you can also consume bullets into the air. I don't feel sorry, I just hope you can take responsibility for your own lives. There's also a pistol, one for each of you. You don't have to hand it over to me in the future, just keep it for yourself. ”

Looking at the disappearing backs of the two, Qin Lang shook his head and turned around and walked into his room.

He didn't know that his unintentional move had created a pair of evil gods that would terrify everyone's hearts many years later!

At the beginning of the light rain, the air after the baptism has a slight smell of earthy fragrance, take a deep breath, and make people feel a burst of comfort from the bottom of their hearts, as if the soul is floating and happy.

There are still three days left before the concert, and after reconnaissance, the current surroundings of the Bloody Stadium, except for Ziyun Street, which is close to it, has not been cleared, and the rest of the place is basically clear, even if there are occasionally one or two ordinary zombies that have slipped through the net, it is not too tight, they do not pose any threat.

"Everyone bring enough ammunition and wear good equipment, Ziyun Street is a hard bone, you must be energetic, don't capsize in the gutter. ”

This time, Qin Lang said that he would not bring Lin Shiya together. After all, I am still young, there are still a lot of things to do, and a lot of tasks have not been completed, so I can't just hang up in a daze.

Ready to go, before leaving, Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly pulled Qin Lang aside and secretly stuffed a ball of sky-blue cloth into his hand. whispered in his ear: "Heart, I wore it, isn't it exciting?" Hehe, collect it well!"

These words made Qin Lang's heart flutter.