"Ah......" Qian Zhixin looked at the man in the trench coat, "You ......"

The man in the trench coat seemed to have made up his mind, and his mind was much more relaxed than just now, one hand caressed the tie zombie, and the other hand was holding a cup of tea and drinking.

"Don't be surprised, I do all this, it has nothing to do with Cao Ping, I need to find Huang Li. You're still resilient, but look at me...... Rotten meat. If you want to a man, you can't do it......"

said with a decadent face.

"So, I'm going to find Huang Li, and I'm going to evolve into a higher god."

As he spoke, he shook his arms a little frantically.

"Crazy ......" Qian Zhixin didn't care about everything she said to the man in the trench coat, because she felt that the man in the trench coat was a madman, a big madman.

The man in the trench coat laughed, feeling indifferent to the title of madman.

"As compensation, I'll give you all the scars to work on."

"Processing?" Qian Zhixin looked at the man in the trench coat with bad intentions.

The man in the trench coat said indifferently: "Yes...... Do you want Cao Ping to sleep with you and see you covered in scars, with contempt, ridicule and disgust in his eyes? ”

"No......" Qian Zhixin immediately refused. She had already thought of this possibility when she saw her scar, and she was afraid that Cao Ping would hate her scar.

The man in the trench coat took a sip of tea and said, "So, I will process the scars on your body." It's free? ”

"That'...... How is it processed? ”

Qian Zhixin asked in a low voice.

The man in the trench coat took a sip of tea, put the teacup down, took out a tattoo gun from a table next to him, and said, "I'll give you a tattoo with a whole body." Cover all tattoos. What do you think? ”

As he spoke, he took out a laptop and said, "Look...... Of all the photos here, which one do you like? National flag? Plum blossom? Letter? ”

Qian Zhixin looked at the laptop and fell in love with the plum blossom on her back at a glance.

"I ...... Can you help me tattoo this? ”

"Plum blossoms? You can ......" The man in the trench coat said with a smile: "You have a good eye...... Think about it, you and Cao Ping slept together, Cao Ping's hand stroked the back of the scar, but it was a plum blossom, and he would definitely like to hold you in his arms. ”

"Really...... Are you sure? Qian Zhixin asked with some uncertainty: "Is it really impossible to see after the tattoo?" ”

"Don't worry......," the trench coat man said, "My craft is very good......

Qian Zhixin looked at the picture, but thought of another question, "But...... You're a man, and I have a few scars on my front as well......"

The man in the trench coat laughed, touched the chest muscles of the bow-tie zombie and said, "Do you think I will eat your tofu?" ”

Hearing the words of the man in the windbreaker, Qian Zhixin only hesitated a little, and then didn't care.

took off his clothes, and in an instant, spring appeared, and on his white skin like fat, there were centipede-like scars.

The meatballs, which were as big as a basketball, rippled slightly as their bodies shook.

In fact, even the man in the trench coat is not a GAY, and she will also ask him to help her tattoo in order to cover up the scar.

Why?

As long as she doesn't sell her body, she is willing to give everything for Cao Ping.

As early as in the Gelao clan, she even dared to put zombie carrion into Chen Xiaoxiao's meal, so that Chen Xiaoxiao's corpse would change.

Although it didn't work, it can be known that Qian Zhixin is a woman who will do whatever it takes to achieve her goals.

The man in the trench coat didn't show any unusual look in his eyes, but just sneered and took out a tattoo gun.

"There is no anesthetic...... Ha ha...... Why don't you bite a towel? ”

Qian Zhixin looked at the man in the trench coat coldly, and scolded in her heart, "The old lady has taken off her clothes, and you tell me that there is no anesthetic?" ”

said coldly, "It's okay, come on......"

After speaking, he took out a bottle of Jiang Xiaobai from the side, took a few gulps, and lay on the sofa on the side.

"Actually, you don't have to be so nervous, we are God's chosen ones, and the pain of this thing has basically disappeared almost ......"

As he spoke, he tattooed a few times on a scar.

"Hmmm......"

Qian Zhixin's face immediately changed.

She has changed color, but the man in the trench coat is flustered? "You...... Do you still feel it? ”

Qian Zhixin didn't know if she was drunk, so she scolded: "me...... You bean sprouts radish head, don't you have a tattoo that hurts? the Chosen One...... It hurts me to death......"

A hint of envy and hideousness flashed in the trench coat man's eyes.

"M's, sure enough...... The semi-finished product is also so perfect. I still feel it. Lao Tzu has not touched and felt for a long time. M's ......"

As he spoke, his eyes quickly tattooed fiercely.

"Hmmm......"

Qian Zhixin snorted and bit down on the leather armrest of the sofa.

……

Chen Xiaoxiao looked at her son who was trying to raise his head in the clearing, and his eyes revealed a strong maternal love.

"Tiny ...... Time to eat. ”

A kind voice sounded next to him.

It is Cao Pin's mother.

Chen Xiaoxiao glanced up, and quickly shifted his gaze to his son.

"Auntie...... You eat first. I looked at him for a moment......"

As he spoke, he squatted down and looked at his son.

Cao Ping's mother smiled, "The little guy will look up today." It's fast...... Cao Ping was very lazy back then, people could sit in seven months and climb in eight months, and he would only roll in bed after nine months. I almost threw it away and gave birth to a new one. The devil knows if he's stupid......"

"Haha......" Chen Xiaoxiao laughed when she heard it.

At this moment, the door of a nearby room opened, and the slave Zara walked out wearing a loose dress.

Touching the doubled size of the giant one's chest with one hand, he sighed and said: "This cub is really, eat a little bit of every meal, my breasts are about to die...... Auntie, what should I do? Don't go back......"

Cao Ping's mother has not replied.

Chen Xiaoxiao said: "Just right...... I don't have enough milk, come on, feed my son. ”

As he spoke, he took his son into the arms of the slave cicada Zara.

Cao Ping's son, when he saw the huge chest with white liquid, his eyes widened, and he gnawed on it.

The slave Zara said, "If only your son could eat my son...... Oh, my mother, it hurts ......" As he was saying, the slave cicada Zara's face changed and pulled the grapes out of Cao Ping's son's mouth, "Your son bites me......"

"Wow wow......" Cao Ping, who didn't have sweet milk, cried instantly.

Chen Xiaoxiao looked at his son puzzled.

After all, Cao Ping's mother has experience, walked over, broke the little guy's mouth, and then laughed: "It's okay, show a little milk tooth white spots, there are only two." ”

"Why ...... so early," Zara asked, a little confused. At the same time, stuff the big black grape on the chest into the little one's mouth.

……

Cao Ping looked at the embarrassed Chu Han and a woman, at the corpses all over the ground, and at the smoking Pakistani camp.

"Boss Chu is really dead?"

The second man asked again with a sad face.

Chu Han looked at the camp, raised his head and said coolly: "I didn't live ......"