"Oops, I'll sit, I'll sit."

The punk man in grief and anger took off the sunglasses on his face that were shattered by the machine gun shells, and threw it!

Then he sat down on the picnic stool, looked at Zhao Ru in the hair, his eyes rolled, and he turned his head to look at his subordinates, a purple-haired rock youth,

"Don't we still have a few boxes of instant noodles in the car? Come on, come on, move them all out, cook them for everyone, and eat them. ”

Then he looked at Luo Feifei again, and shouted familiarly:

"Brother, borrow a fire, I'll invite you to eat instant noodles!"

Luo Feifei threw out a big fireball, showing off his skills, turned around with a smile and came to join in the fun, and from the trunk of a car, he took out a pot, filled Zhao Ru with water, boiled a pot of boiling water, and brought it to the punk man.

The punk man commanded the people in his hands to make a bowl of instant noodles for An Ran and the others, and his big thick hands twisted a small white plastic fork, eating hot instant noodles while chatting with Luo Feifei.

Luo Feifei is very good at public relations, and after a while, he and the punk man became brothers and sisters, and under Luo Feifei's various mediations, everyone knew that the punk man and his group of teammates were not in a band.

Before the end of the world, they were all people from all walks of life, and they participated in a large-scale open-air theme party in the south, so everyone was dressed in this non-mainstream dress, and then the end of the world came, and there were dozens of survivors left in the large party of tens of thousands of people.

The survivors of these parties were tangled together, and under the leadership of the punk man, they first defended a building, and the supplies in the building were eaten, and seeing that the zombies were getting more and more powerful, they drove north to find the northern Hubei on the radio.

The punk man is not called a punk man, he is called Wang Wei.

Oh, in their team, there is also a water system ability, it is a woman, Wang Wei's female ticket, called Xu Lier, is sitting in the passenger seat of Wang Wei's jeep, wearing a leather jacket, lip nails, holding a dark red lipstick, and the one who is painting the lips.

Looking at this team of people with a very non-mainstream painting style, An Ran didn't take the initiative to run up to join in the fun, and the other party didn't come over, Zhao Ru looked at Xu Lier, walked to An Ran's side, and said in a low voice:

"It's a prick."

"Well, it doesn't seem like it's easy to deal with."

An Ran turned around with the doll in his arms, turned his back to Xu Lier, who was painting lipstick, and whispered to Zhao Ru:

"I think Wang Wei means that he wants to join us in a team."

Zhao Ru shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently:

"I don't think they're weak, just don't hold back."

After speaking, Zhao Ru walked to the side of the national highway, looked at the cement roadside, the fat thorn balls that had grown in a row, turned his head and asked:

"Do you still need water for this plant?"

"You pour it, I think you're idle."

An Ran shrugged, and then told Zhao Ru,..

"They have their own preferences, don't touch them, if you annoy them, I can't hold back."

"It's like you didn't make them."

Zhao Ru pursed his lips, but stayed away from those fat thorn balls, these fat thorn balls looked inconspicuous, and people who didn't pay attention couldn't find out at all, when did so many fat thorn balls grow on both sides of this national highway, but Zhao Ru knew that these must have been made by An Ran.

She chose a good team, so she had to improve her strength in order to make herself the standard of this team.