Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Last Days Are Cold and Warm

"Boss, let's not move this kid? He's got a good gun! When Ma Ji saw Yang Chen and Che Xun going out, he immediately came up and whispered to Boss Xu.

"Move? How to move? Just a few broken guns from us?? Boss Xu irritably picked up the gun on the table and threw it into the drawer, and said fiercely to Ma Ji, who was still eager to try: "You don't see that people are well-equipped, and they have practiced at a glance, and that yellow hair, do you see it, the grenade in his hand has always been holding." Tell you, now not only those zombies are dangerous outside, but also the living, as soon as people enter the door, you will stare at people's guns, when everyone else is stupid birds, I don't know what your idea is? Hmph, I can guarantee that the two of them will definitely kill a lot of living people! ”

Boss Xu's words immediately made all the subordinates in the house who were ready to move, indeed, they were not survivors who had never met a lone survivor before, but those people were either crazy or about to go crazy, who could live as moisturized as Yang Chen and Che Xun, not only eating and drinking without worrying, but also looking white and clean, and then look at his own group of people in the house, Boss Xu is better, and the others are the problem of long-term malnutrition, compared with others, their own group is simply a world of difference between a rich man and a beggar.

Thinking of this, everyone secretly sweated in their hearts, fortunately Boss Hu had eyes, otherwise if someone didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick and ran to seize their guns, it was estimated that everyone would already be a corpse lying on the floor.

"Brother Che, Brother Yang, what's going on here!"

As soon as he went out, Yang Chen saw Xiaohe standing in a corner not far away and waving happily to him, Yang Chen looked at Che Xun who was following him, the latter looked like a sasser and Huang Yan lowered his eyebrows. Yang Chen didn't speak, and walked with Che Xun and Huang Yan to the small bunk where Xiaohe and the others were.

"Brother Che, Brother Yang, come here, you can sleep on our bed at night, everything will be cleaned up for you, as long as you lay a clean cloth on it, it won't be dirty!" Xiaohe happily pulled the car Xun who came over, and when she saw Huang Yan following behind, Xiaohe glared at her a little unhappily and said, "What are you doing here?" Why don't you go and serve your boss Hu Xu? ”

"It was Boss Xu who asked me to serve Yang Ye!" Huang Yan cautiously glanced at Yang Chen's face before biting her lip and saying.

"Hmph, we didn't prepare your dinner!" Xiaohe lost his temper when he heard Boss Xu's order, but he just glanced at Huang Yan again, and then he happily took Che Xun and walked to his bunk, "Brother Yang, you sit here!" "This Huang Yan usually relies on Boss Hu's tiger might, but she hasn't given them any good looks, and now Xiaohe naturally won't take care of her.

"Where's Ah Xue? Doesn't he live here? Yang Chen asked, and Xiao He sighed, "I used to live here, but now I have been picked up by Boss Xu." Yang Chen nodded, and didn't ask.

"What do you eat at night?" Yang Chen walked into her bunk and looked at the environment here generously, in fact, the place where she lived was really simple and couldn't be simpler, it was just a corner with an old Simmons, the left side was behind the wall, and the other two sides were separated by a cloth curtain.

Simmons's bedside put some bottles and cans, miscellaneous things, a few dirty clothes but neatly stacked at the head of Simmons's bed, probably Yang Chen and Che Xun's arrival, Xiaohe didn't know where to get two half-cut candles, until they came, Xiaohe hurriedly lit it, so that there was some light in the small corner.

"We'll eat the biscuits that the big brother gave us later, Brother Yang, Brother Che, I cooked for you!" Xiao He said and picked up a small black iron pot from the ground, and when he opened the lid, it turned out to be a pot of fragrant white rice, smelling the tempting aroma of rice, whether it was Xiao He holding the pot or Huang Yan beside him, they swallowed deeply.

"Huh?" Probably because people who have been hungry for a long time have a more sensitive nose, Xiaohe A woman who lives in the bunk next to them curiously opened the curtain between them, lay on a wooden board, looked up to the sky and saw the rice in Xiaohe's hand, and also swallowed saliva and said: "Xiaohe, are you crazy?" How do you cook all five days of food at once? ”

"What are you doing in charge of other people's? You're a little professional, okay? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu won't even give you half a grain of rice! A man rudely interrupted the woman's questioning, only to see a big black hand lift the curtain and look at Xiaohe and them impatiently, and the woman smiled apologetically at Xiaohe and closed the curtain.

"This dead woman, I greeted her and said don't make a sound, and she stuck her head over!" Xiaohe's face was flushed at the same time, and he glanced at Yang Chen and Che Xun embarrassedly, but seeing that they didn't seem to make a fuss, Xiaohe picked up a pair of chopsticks and wiped them with a paper towel, and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, there is only this pair of clean chopsticks." ”

"Not particular! Not particular! I'll grab it! Che Xun smiled and reached out to grab the steaming rice, "! Scald me! ”

Che Xun jumped up and shook his hand, "You think you're an Indian Ahsan!" , it can't kill you! Yang Chen laughed. Xiaohe also touched her stomach and laughed, and Huang Yan also leaked a long-lost smile in the last days.

The last days are sometimes not so scary