Chapter 0103: Prison

Chapter 0103 Prison

"In addition to the 'Inside Ghost Swordsmanship', another treasure is this. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

With a movement in his heart, Zhao Changsheng had an extra sky-blue beetle the size of a fingernail in his hand, lying motionless in the palm of his hand.

"It's ...... A blue beetle? Su Muxue was a little puzzled, "Or is it some kind of biological self-propelled bomb?" Smart monitoring devices? ā€

"You're thinking too much." Zhao Changsheng laughed dryly, "Enter the Force, you can send a message of less than 100 words across the border, if there is an accident and I happen to be absent, you can use it to notify me." ā€

"Crossover communicators?" After taking the 'phone beetle', Su Muxue was about to give it a try, but Zhao Changsheng hurriedly stopped: "This is not a product produced in a factory, but a living organism, from birth to death, there are only 3 opportunities to communicate, use one less time, you can take it easy." ā€

"Only three times?" Su Muxue stuck out her tongue and gave up the idea of trial, and solemnly put away the phone beetle, "These are just two treasures, what about the third treasure?" ā€

"The third treasure is a set of boxing techniques with a strong route, and I have already used it."

"Fierce? How fierce is it? ā€

"I'll show you that." Zhao Changsheng smiled, and also wanted to snort in front of Su Muxue, silently running the first type of "Seven Wounds Fist" Heart-Destroying Technique, the force in his body surged, and through his right fist, he turned into a fierce fist and smashed towards the big tree beside him.

Rumble! With a loud bang, the tree trunk that had been cut off by a third shattered and sawdust flew sideways, Zhao Changsheng raised his leg and kicked the slightly inclined tree trunk, and saw the towering tree trunk slowly falling in the opposite direction.

A moment later - bang! fell to the ground with a thud.

"Good, strong force." Su Muxue was stunned, she clearly saw that Zhao Changsheng's fist was only lightly rubbing the surface of the trunk, and the destructive power it could cause was even better than herself.

"This is the man!"

"Just this pair of fists, no matter how dashing the martial arts master is, he has to kneel when he encounters it!"

"This punch can kill a cow, right?"

"Goddess Su's knife is as beautiful and moving as a flash in the pan, but Zhao Changsheng's fist is like a hammer, which can destroy all good, it is really terrifying."

"In the modern battlefield, Goddess Su is a skilled sharpshooter, as for our Brother Niu...... Are you convinced by ICBMs? ā€

The powerful destructive power of arrogance and unreasonableness is always more visual than the elegant and agile peerless swordsmanship, and the live broadcast room is instantly boiling, and in front of this arrogant force, Su Muxue, who is powerful Rao, also felt a sense of relief.

That's security, right?

Experiencing a rare sense of security, Zhao Changsheng and the two did not rush back to the base camp, but wandered around the dangerous post-apocalyptic wilderness, chatting about trivial matters of life, which was a little boring in the eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room, but it was extremely wonderful for the parties involved.

On the way to wander around, in order not to make the 'live broadcast' too boring, Zhao Changsheng also hunted three zombies that did not have long eyes, which can be regarded as slightly improving the interest of the show, at least the audience in the live broadcast room said that they were quite satisfied.

"Since you are willing to watch the scene of hunting zombies, you will list the task of 'hunting three zombies' as a daily live broadcast, and the next live broadcast will be implemented, as long as our audience likes it, the program team will not lack money to hire a few tricks."

After thinking about it, Zhao Changsheng made a decision, which naturally aroused applause from the audience.

When night fell, Zhao Changsheng also returned to the company's base camp, turned out the fresh vegetables, fruits, meat, rice and noodles brought from the present world, and personally made a barely sumptuous dinner for Su Muxue and Zhao Tianyong.

Dozens or hundreds of thousands of viewers in the current world are watching the live broadcast, not to mention papapa, even the movies and TV series in this world Zhao Changsheng dare not watch them, this life is really aggrieved and boring.

The next day, Zhao Changsheng got up early in the morning and wanted to do something meaningful, but after walking around the base camp, he found that all the work had been assigned, and as the leader, he really had nothing to do, so he could only go out to hunt zombies to please the audience in the live broadcast room, and spent the fourth apocalyptic time crossing in a boring and boring way.

At 12 o'clock in the afternoon, sitting on the bed in the master bedroom on the top floor of the three-story small building, looking at the position where Zhao Changsheng was standing a few seconds ago, Su Muxue's eyes flashed with reluctance.

I have gradually become accustomed to Zhao Changsheng's short departure, but there will always be some loss in my heart.

"Mom, look." Zhao Tianyong's voice beside him came out, and when he looked at it, a folded piece of paper was hidden in the shadow in the corner.

"This is left by the immortals?" Su Muxue picked up the piece of paper and opened it, and Zhao Changsheng's neat handwriting floated in front of him.

"Every time I cross the wasteland, my every move is affected by a mysterious force, and it is presented in front of the eyes of the people of the earth in the form of a 'webcast', and I can't say a lot of things and do a lot of things until I find a way to 'block the surveillance', I hope you will forgive me. If you want to talk to me privately, write it down on a slip of paper and put it in my pocket in advance. ā€

"I see." Su Muxue suddenly became entangled in Zhao Changsheng's 'not touching himself', but what followed was a strong worry about Zhao Changsheng.

Even if this mysterious force has no malice and is the source of Zhao Changsheng's power, this uncontrollable force is always a time bomb, and it may explode with an accident.

Sighing lightly, although Su Muxue was worried, she was powerless to help Zhao Changsheng, so she could only secretly pray that her man would be safe and find a way to 'shield the surveillance'.

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On the south side of the scorpion camp and at the junction of Chihai Town, another survivor settlement, there is a quaint prison.

In the luxurious villa in the center of the prison, a bald strong man in his thirties leaned on the sofa, enjoying the gentle massage of the woman behind him, accompanied by the sound of high heels lightly stepping on the tiles, and the cold young female voice came to his ears: "The spy reported that Su Muxue, the new alien martial artist who killed Zhou Li, has officially created the 'Pandora Trading Company', and will go to the scorpion camp to purchase materials in the near future, and the preliminary estimate is that the transaction amount will be more than 10,000 green yuan." ā€

"Ten thousand green dollars? It's a good deal, how is this Su Muxue's strength? ā€

"I can kill Zhou Li just after breaking through, and I'm afraid I already have combat power that is not weaker than that of an intermediate martial artist."

"Zhou Li, that soft egg who doesn't even dare to expose his strength?" The bald man pursed his lips with a look of disdain, "Send two raiding teams to take a trip, and even bring me all the goods back, I want to taste the taste of this new ability warrior, I don't know if it will be gentle or wild?" ā€

"......" The cold woman was silent, and a subtle hatred flashed in her eyes.

The bald man was mistaken, waved away the massage girl, and his fan-like hands raged on the cold woman's chest: "Jealous? Let me love you now! Hahaha! ā€