Chapter 239: Dreams still have to be had
"Seal the door with an earthen wall. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info" Bai Qi picked up Tang Ruo and walked towards the district government, "Let's find a place to sit down and eat first." ”
There was no work here when the apocalypse broke out, and no one fled here after the apocalypse, and when the gate was undamaged, naturally there were no zombies swaying over.
Therefore, the inside of the 'palace' is really big and safe enough.
Seeing that Bai Qi had already left, everyone got up from the ground and walked inside.
If you keep gathering at the door, the zombies won't disperse, and with more and more impacts, this bronze gate will not be able to hold on.
It is still necessary to get people out of this range to ensure more safety.
"You go first, and my brother will come back after smoking a cigarette."
Uncle Pan is a big smoker, everyone knows it, and they have no opinions, some of them said a good word, and dragged their tired bodies upstairs by themselves.
Pan Dawei took out a cigarette as he walked, and Hu Haotian heard the sound of the lighter and wanted to turn his head and continue to drink him, asking him to smoke less......
But I saw that his hand holding the cigarette and lighter kept shaking, and he couldn't stop shaking.
The hand shook for a long time, the lighter was lit for a long time, and Pan Dawei finally lit the cigarette.
When he took a satisfied puff and spit out the smoke ring, he saw that Hu Haotian had also left the team, and he was looking at himself with a complicated expression at the moment.
"Team Hu, what's wrong?"
Hu Haotian's face was inexplicably gloomy: "It's nothing, I just want to ask you for a cigarette." ”
Pan Dawei cut off, turned sideways, and said with a rogue look: "Take it yourself, my brother is not so kind to serve you." ”
Hu Haotian was not polite, he took two steps and touched his whole body, and took out a cigarette case.
The cigarette was lit, Hu Haotian and Pan Dawei stood at the top of the stairs and watched everyone go upstairs, and the two swallowed the clouds and spitted fog.
Pan Dawei turned his head to look at him and smiled: "Why, didn't Team Hu say that he quit smoking?" ”
Hu Haotian looked at Pan Dawei in front of him seriously.
This man whose daughters are already in their 20s, even if he raises them well in the last days, he is really old.
The horizontal lines on the forehead and the fine lines at the corners of the eyes are all placed on the face like a knife, and they can no longer be erased.
The arm just now kept shaking the vine, in fact, it should have been in the first shift just now, and it was already unable to hold on.
However, such a man, such a man who is over half a hundred years old, did not ask for special treatment in this team, let alone kill a few fewer zombies......
In order to fight with his teammates, he fought to the bottom with his physical strength in the last years.
Hu Haotian spit out a puff of cigarette, his eyes fell on Pan Dawei's rough hand, and he continued softly: "I found out in my conscience, thinking that I would smoke a few more cigarettes now to shorten my life, and accompany you to die on the same day, the same month, and the same year." ”
"Heh......" Pan Dawei probably also noticed Hu Haotian's unusual behavior.
There is not much need for words between smart people who have a tacit understanding.
Not breaking it is to give the other party the best respect.
Even old men have a fragile side to their hearts.
"Team Hu." After swallowing a few puffs of cigarette, Pan Dawei suddenly said in a low, serious and uncertain voice, "You still have to have dreams, right?" ”
Hu Haotian's heart trembled slightly, and the hand holding the cigarette shook inexplicably.
In the last days, Hu Haotian felt that his patience had deteriorated and his concentration had deteriorated, and such a sentence made his heart ripple, and tears almost welled up in his eyes.
He laughed and quickly turned his head to cover up his gaffe: "Yes, of course you still have to have dreams, in case you really see hell." ”
In this desperate era, there is such an old teammate who does not give in and fights with his life.
In the impetuous era before the end of the world, money did not corrode his morality and made him eager for quick success.
When the end of the world comes, he uses a cynical attitude to seriously supervise the young people to destroy more zombies and rebuild the country.
Dreams.
Hu Haotian felt that Pan Dawei tore a big hole in his heart, and he was agitated, and this feeling was like a flood breaking through the embankment and flooding the entire country.
This dream of rebuilding the homeland, huh...... The lights are like flowers.
Pan Dawei's hand stopped shaking, extinguished the cigarette, looked at the two clear drops of water on the marble floor, and patted Hu Haotian on the shoulder with his right hand: "Team Hu, I have thought about it, you still have to smoke less, the future of the country depends on you." ”
Pan Dawei went upstairs, Hu Haotian raised his head, raised his face, stood silently for a while, and walked up as usual.
Bai Qi took Tang Ruo to a door on the second floor, which was extremely luxurious.
I'm used to seeing the downstairs door, and this one is not surprising.
However, this door still requires a password and fingerprints to enter.
"The good thing is different, it's the same as the vault."
Bai Qi ignored Liu Bing's smack, and said directly: "Open it with a gun." ”
Tang Ruoxin moved at will, and directly took out a pistol in his hand, and slammed the gun twice on the door lock.
The locks are sturdy, and after two shots, they are still stubbornly embedded in the door.
Bai Qi took out the ice blade in his hand and slashed it twice to make it open the door.
If the exterior of this building is golden enough, then even the breathtaking cannot describe the mood of the people.
The four corners of the room are white marble pillars, the surrounding walls are all carved from white stone bricks, and there is a stove in the middle of the room, and there is a gorgeous frame on it, and there are incomprehensible abstract art paintings in the frame.
The headspace seems to be a ceiling made of glass, red, green, and green, and it looks magnificent.
The entire marble floor is covered with a wool carpet and next to the carpet is a white leather sofa......
It is about 300 square meters, with a ceiling height of at least four meters, and it is full of carpets and sofas, which is probably the so-called conference room.
"I'll go, this is even more exaggerated than the Great Hall of the People, you can entertain foreign presidents!"
"The state doesn't check it, and this kind of can also be called the district government? Is it really built to serve the people? ”
"It's amazing how this kind of place was built!"
"If you take the people's fat and the people's ointment to build like this, you should be pulled out and shot!"
Bai Qi closed the door, pushed the cabinet next to him and blocked it, and ended the topic with a sentence: "Don't pursue it, maybe people have become zombies." ”
Hu Haotian and Bai Qi had seen the gold cave in H City, and they only sighed slightly about this luxury.
At about 2 o'clock in the afternoon, a morning zombie came down, and everyone was so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs.
The wool blanket here is extremely soft, and everyone is not polite, they just take off their shoes and sit on it, regardless of the dust on their bodies.
As for taking off her shoes, Pan Xiaoxuan also proposed that she plan to bring these blankets back to the store, otherwise everyone would not be directly wearing shoes to step on the mission.
The three girls arranged the meal, and everyone picked up chopsticks and started work. (To be continued.) )