Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Wolf in Sheep's Clothing
"Lanlan, go to sleep when you're sleepy." Raising her arm to make Yu Lan sleep more comfortably, seeing that she closed her eyes, Mo Wen got up and went to Gu Cheng, the minister of the weapons department, without thinking about it.
Seeing that Mowen and Drunken Wuye were gone, the people who remained here were naturally completely free of pressure, some of them were gesturing with each other with great interest, and some of them sat down and continued to drink heavily.
A few people from the supply department still obediently cleaned up the few corpses on the ground, and they didn't dare to come with Drunk Wuye.
He Xushan sat in front of the bar and looked at the table and bench that had been damaged, and there was a faint irritability in his slightly protruding eyes.
This time, so many tables and chairs were destroyed, and he still had to find time to make up for the supplies from the Ministry of Supply.
The whole hall once again returned to its previous noise, except for Zhang Xin's table, which was quiet from beginning to end.
"You people...... Sure enough, they were all sick. He took a sip of his beer, his mind still recovering from the crazy scene he had just had.
Being able to laugh so much at watching their own kind kill each other, these people are simply a bunch of crazy people who have no respect for life!
"Looks like ...... You're really a normal person. Keenly grasped the loophole in Zhang Xin's words, Qu Miao smiled sweetly, and the two small dimples made her look unusually harmless.
She flicked her ponytail and stretched.
Zhang Xin didn't answer immediately, he didn't know how to define the standard of a normal person in this last world.
"Normal people?" After a while, he sneered, knocked on the table and stared at Qu Miao and said, "Can you tell me what that should look like?" ”
"Hmm...... Maybe it's helpful, kind and friendly? With his chin on the pillar, Qu Miao smiled in a friendly manner, and showed a cute little tiger tooth, "Or is it self-sacrificing, hardworking and brave?" ”
"That's the old standard." Zhang Xin took another sip of beer, and his eyes were a little red when he didn't know what he thought, "If you still use this standard now, it's not normal, okay?" ”
"yes." Qu Miao nodded solemnly.
"So...... You people are not normal. Looking deeply at Qu Miao's harmless face, Zhang Xin chuckled out as if laughing at himself, "You look kind and friendly, like a gentleman and lady, you are full of good feelings, but in the next second, you will peel off this disgusting skin to reveal your true face, indifferent, brutal and full of killing." ”
"You hate us so much?" The smile on the corner of Qu Miao's mouth became more and more friendly, and she pressed her chin and sighed in a voice as sweet as glutinous rice, "Zhang Xin, you should be happy that you are saying this to me now, if this is heard by Fang Zhou or anyone present, they will definitely make you feel what real brutality is." ”
After a pause, Qu Miao continued to laugh, "Fortunately, I have a good temper, so I will take what you just said as a compliment~"
Zhang Xin, whose face was extremely pale, rubbed his forehead, only feeling chills all over his body.
"Actually, you can also try to be assimilated by us and become people like us." Seeing that Zhang Xin didn't speak, Qu Miao couldn't help but get up and approached him and said, "It's like Sister Rinxue." ”
Hearing this, Zhang Xin couldn't help but recall the appearance of Drunk Rinxue, and suddenly asked, "You said earlier that Drunk Wuye once wanted to kill Drunk Rinxue, but why is Drunk Wuye I saw completely a good brother who spoils his sister?" ”