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I always had a defensive heart, licked my lips, looked at the old man's indifferent appearance in the cold season, and wondered in my heart how much what he said was true and how much was false. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't know if it's because of intuition or other clues, there is always such a feeling in the cold season, this old man is not as simple as he sees.

From the beginning when the old man used her wanted to blackmail her, to the later when he saw through the fact that several big men he knew were killed by himself, but he was still thinking about money, without the slightest mood swing, Leng Ji understood that he was not a stupid old man.

A man who is terrifyingly shrewd and bullies the weak and fears the hard.

I always feel that the second floor is not as simple as he said, but I can't think of any doubts in his words in the cold season.

In other words, there are so many suspicions that it doesn't seem like they were deliberately made up to deceive her.

It's just that the cold season is not clear, whether the old man's words are true or false, and what is the purpose.

Therefore, she must be cautious, and every time she listens to the old man's words, she must consider a little more and think clearly about the motives and purposes behind him.

The conversation between them is actually a constant temptation in the cold season, but the old man can still get the information he wants from these words, and then prescribe the right medicine, and the words go straight to the purpose of the cold season, which is unexpected by the cold season.

After two or three sentences, Leng Ji didn't know what he could know from his own words, he could only guess from what he said, and he didn't know how shrewd he was.

"Huh?" Leng Ji suddenly came to him, through the sunglasses, the old man looked stunned, watching the delicate face magnify in front of his eyes, half-squinted eyes came to him, and the long eyelashes seemed to be about to stick to his lenses. "Is it really as simple as you say?"

"Tsk......" The old man was obviously frightened by the sudden approach of the cold season, and the inexplicable sense of oppression suddenly leaned towards the old man with her movements, and paused, the old man showed a very disgusted expression, but his cheeks inadvertently showed two faint blushes. "Love to go, don't get in the way of my stall. “

As if to cover up his embarrassment, the old man hurriedly took the cup and raised his hand, the aroma of wine spread in the air along his movements, mixed with the smell of cumin powder next to him, Leng Ji's head was biased, and he looked a little in the direction of his hand. In the distance, I saw two thin figures walking towards this side.

"Hehe......" Leng Ji smiled proudly, his body was retracted, his eyes looked at the old man, he stood up straight, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, the shadow under the brim of his hat covered his eyes, and a few strands of hair that hung down cast the shadow on his fair face.

The old man couldn't see that the color under the hat in the cold season was sinking, but he saw her standing in place, and the old man was even more proud to attract guests from afar.

Leng Ji watched those people slowly walk over from the first floor, little by little, getting closer and closer to them.

Leng Ji's eyes narrowed and he licked his lips, the old man really took this step.

In the cold season, no matter who is wanted now, of course she doesn't want more people to notice her, and this old man should see this, this beckon, not only can solve her embarrassment, but also drive away the cold season, it is a double win.

Rolling his eyes, Leng Ji knew that he had to go.

"Give me your hat and sunglasses. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the people who were coming this way, and it was not clear whether they would be recruited by the old man in the cold season. It's just that, after a pause, Leng Ji frowned, as if he thought of something, and took out a hundred yuan from his pocket.

The red human head was placed naked in front of the old man.

On the first floor, a few lamps still glowed, and the lamps left after the apocalypse were still clinging to the ceiling like stains on the walls, and the scrapped lamps were dilapidated.

The power supply system had been scrapped long after the outbreak of the plague, and the building's receiver had gotten a few generators out of nowhere, pulling the engines noisily on the side of the tight diesel fuel, the light bulbs flickering slightly with the frequency of the generators' vibrations.

"Huh?" I don't know if it's intentional or real, the old man seems to be unable to react at once, the hand holding the wine glass unconsciously touches the door of his head, and his eyes look innocently at the cold season.

Stretched out his hand, and before he could react, he picked up the hat on his head, and put the hundred pieces in his hand on the top of his bare head, and the three hairs on his head swayed more unscrupulously in the wind without the barrier of the hat.

The eyes under the sunglasses blinked, the old man's reaction now seemed a little blank, Leng Ji looked at his blank expression, sneered and took the sunglasses off the bridge of his nose and hung them in front of his eyes.

His hand shook twice in front of his eyes, and Leng Ji proudly slapped the bright red hundred on his head, his eyes staring at his face, watching his face sink more and more under his nose, and finally sinking black and red.

"Hee-hee. Snickered twice, Leng Ji put his fingers between the old man's hat, took two steps back, and then aimed at the two people walking from the other side of the building, getting closer and closer, Leng Ji could clearly see their dress, black shirts, with a ruffian-like temperament.

Before the old man got angry and exploded, Leng Ji dodged first, and his body took a small step back, almost bumping into the two people walking behind him.

Bowing his head slightly, Leng Ji wisely covered the look on his face with the brim of his hat before they looked at him.

"I'm sorry. His tone was a little lowered, and Leng Ji hugged the coat in his arms tightly, looked at the ground, and pretended to be too shy to look up.

Taking two steps back, the afterglow of his eyes swept slightly over the faces of the two men, and Leng Ji saw the hideous scars and expressionless faces on their faces as if they had been torn apart.

It's not simple......

Just by looking at the appearance, you can already judge the cold season.

It's just that after another look at it to confirm, the brown and cloudy pupils were swept away by Leng Ji at a glance, and there was no murderous aura in his eyes, and Leng Ji relaxed a little.

Lowered his head, bent over, and apologized in the cold season, turned around, turned his back, and the stairs on the second floor stood not far away.

In the cold season, I suddenly had a premonition that the old man had just said so much to himself, as if it was just to coax himself up.

Frowning, Leng Ji played with the old man's hat in his hand, his fingers between the brim of his hat, ready to find a place where no one was there and put it on again.

If that's the case, though.

So why tell yourself that there are zombies on the second floor?