Li Mian was stunned for two seconds, and immediately reacted that he had almost been slaughtered as a wronged boss just now.

His face instantly stinked.

The boss laughed dryly, and said to let them wait for a while, and then go to the back room to take out a few handfuls of serious goods and put them in front of the fancy ones.

Fancy picked up one of them and nodded,

Then under the stunned gaze of everyone, load the magazine, open the safe, pull the sleeve, load, aim, the action is extremely smooth, and at first glance it is not a novice.

Li Mian swallowed.

Fancy: "This one is still like a point, although it is a eliminated Type 99 semi-automatic, but it is better than nothing, boss, make a price." ”

In the end, this gun, which looked too old to be fancy, was sold for more than 50,000 soft girl coins.

On the way back, Li Mian looked her up and down, with a look of inquiry.

Fancy: "Look at gouging out your eyeballs again as checkers." ”

"You...... Do you really understand, or are you blackmailing the boss? ”

Fancy said she was foolish.

How could Li Mian believe her nonsense and chase her to ask questions.

Fancy impatient, he dropped a sentence: "There are friends who do this, and then ask to kill you." ”

Is it a friend?

Fancy doesn't know, and I don't know how to position him.

This person is the big man surnamed Wu, a well-known designer in the field of domestic firearms, and he is half a public celebrity.

On the surface, his skills are in the Beijing circle, but in the dark, he is engaged in smuggling for a living, and his power and money are all over the world.

Everyone calls him an ancestor behind his back, a master who cuts white and black.

In the memories of a fancy youth, the male guests in the clubhouse were always creatures with many faces.

The only thing that remains unchanged is that he is rich and powerful, old and ugly.

But only the ancestors are different.

He not only has a lot of money and a lot of money, but also has a good skin to charm women.

Fancy once heard the ladies talk in private, saying that the ancestors' eyes were not eyeballs, but wine, and when they looked at each other, people were drunk.

Because of this, the girls in the circle are all riveted to catch him, and they are happy to sleep in vain without money.

Even the former sisters broke their blood for his beating, and turned their faces ruthlessly.

The strange thing is that although the ancestor often went in and out of these Fengyue places and threw countless money, he never asked the woman to go back.

This is a strange thing in a group of powerful people who raise little wives.

At that time, I was young and fancy, and I listened to it as a gossip, and I didn't delve into why.

It wasn't until he really came into contact with him later that Fancy didn't know his intention to do this, so he was deeply jealous of him and never dared to make friends.

No matter how good he is to her.

Fancy shook his head, driving the tidal wave of memories out of his brain.

Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Li Mian scratched her head and said extremely depressedly:

"You're renting a car, stockpiling supplies and buying weapons, as if you're going to flee."

Fancy said, "yes, it's about to be the end of the world." ”

Li Mian was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, tears and tears.

But smiling and laughing, in front of his fancy and serious eyes, he seemed to be grabbed by the throat, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

He remembered a recent viral infection.

But the official has given a promise, saying that antibodies have been developed and that they have indeed been controlled.

In particular, the number of infected people has been decreasing recently.

Therefore, no one takes this infection too seriously, let alone persecution paranoia and thinks of the end of the world.

Li Mian sent the fancy home and left.

The back is indescribably stiff.

In return for doing her a favor, the fancy should have hinted at everything, and the rest was up to him to believe it or not.

She glanced at the sky, and the heroine should be waking up soon.

.......

Ji Qinyu moved his fingers, wanting to open his eyes.

But it takes some time for the soul and the new body to fit, so she can't immediately wake up and control the new body as soon as she crosses over.

It would be nice if she had a god-level system.

The more advanced the system, the faster the host can adapt to the new body

The main thing is that there are also a variety of welfare privileges.

Ji Qinyu has been working in the book city world for seven or eight years, but he can only buy a V5-level system.

But this level, in the world of Female Frequency Book City, is already good.

At least in the world of four fragments, you can give priority to grabbing the heroine role and get the heroine's aura.

This is her first contact with sci-fi apocalyptic texts, if there is no heroine's aura, with her strength to fight the five scum, there is only a dead end in the apocalypse.

After about half an hour, Ji Qinyu's mind kept flooding with the memories of the original heroine:

The heroine's sister, who is dependent on each other, committed suicide today because of the humiliation of the scumbag mother.

When the heroine rushed over, she witnessed her sister jumping down from the upstairs, and when she was in a hurry, she was hit by a car when she rushed over, and her life was confessed.

Ji Qinyu sighed and slowly sat up from the bed.

She was still wrapped in gauze on her head, and she looked at her surroundings in a bit of confusion, but she didn't recognize it.

The heroine doesn't have this place in her memory.

At this time, someone pushed the door in, it was a middle-aged woman, she saw Ji Qinyu wake up and said with a smile:

"Your sister has something to do, so I'll take care of you for the time being."

Ji Qinyu's eyes widened suddenly: "My sister? ”

"When did she send me here?" Ji Qinyu hurriedly asked.

The neighbor's aunt said that it was more than five o'clock this afternoon.

How can it be! Ji Xinyu should have been a revenant now!

She hurried to her own system to verify it.

[Host, Ji Xinyu is indeed alive, as for why, my authority is not enough, there is no way to know. 】

Ji Qinyu's doubts could only be suppressed.

She has been on a mission for so many years, and it is the first time that she has encountered a situation where the character who had already received the lunch box is still alive.

It can't be a missionary who suddenly landed in the air, right?

At about ten o'clock in the evening, the fancy brought Ji Qinyu back from the neighbor's house.

Ji Qinyu didn't speak, secretly observing her.

[Host, I just probed, Ji Xinyu has no system, he is an ordinary plot character, not a tasker. 】

Ji Qinyu nodded secretly.

There is no system must be the plot characters.

This is a law that has never been broken in the world of book city.

Ji Xinyu firmly believes.

Since the other party was not the tasker, Ji Qinyu relaxed.

It may be that the character of Ji Xinyu has changed.

Fancy brought her dinner, watched her finish it obediently, and then showed her the procedures for mortgaging the property today, and told her that they would have to move the day after tomorrow.

Ji Qinyu was taken aback by her behavior, and understood something between the lightning and flint:

"Y-Who the hell are you?"

It's all a mortgage!

Surely I know that the end of the world is coming!

Except for the tasker, who else in this world knows this news!

But the other party obviously doesn't have a system.

Ji Qinyu was going to be confused.

Fancy pointed at her, "Same as you." ”

Ji Qinyu's eyes widened, and the flesh on his face trembled: "How is it possible, you don't have a system." ”