Chapter 489: The Role of the Drought Fish
Rest assured to become stronger, Wu Feng, who was driving, did not worry about the matter of the Demon Gate at all, and believed that Han Qi was many, many times stronger than on this opposite side, and the only tricky problem was the Gu Wu Qi family, however, not to mention the Black Tiger invited for the Demon Gate, Jiang Yu, Bai Muhan They would definitely not sit idly by, and more importantly, the Gu Wu Qi family had to consider the Holy Martial Land......
Now there is no need to think about the safety of the demon gate, the only thing to consider is that it has just fallen at night, the temperature has plummeted, and the temperature of minus twenty or thirty degrees is accompanied by goose feathers and heavy snowfall, and the hands holding the steering wheel are frozen even if they have internal force protection, and the small thing of reserve rations is constantly trembling on the curled seat, and the co-pilot is also so cold that he stomps his feet. ( .
Damn the end of the world, damn the abnormal climate, Wu Feng secretly scolded in his heart and drove the car to a small town, fortunately, Wei Teng opened up the road with Jiangwu City in order to ensure the material problem, otherwise the car would be trapped on the road, slowly driving into the town, the thinly dressed zombies were frozen into popsicles, unable to stop the progress of the car, let alone hunting, no, not to mention this ordinary zombie, even if the mutated zombies have to find shelter in this extremely low temperature.
"Bang!" After driving into the community of all three-story villas, he looked at a relatively intact villa, took off the car key and stuffed the trembling little thing into his arms, and saw that the windows on the second floor of the villa were open, and he climbed to the windowsill like a gecko, but at the same time, the drought was choosing another villa, the reason was very simple, she was worried that she couldn't help but kill the sleeping Wu Feng......
In this regard, Wu Feng didn't care, after entering this villa through the window, regardless of the two foul-smelling rotting corpses at the head of the bed in this bedroom, close the window to prevent the wind and snow from entering.
The reserve rations that Wu Feng put down, stopped trembling, sniffed his nose slightly, and ran out of the bedroom, and after biting the zombies trapped in this villa to death, he ran downstairs to sit down in front of the locker, wagging his tail and making a low sound of "hmm", seeing this, Wu Feng held a windproof lighter in front of the aisle locker, opened it and patted the head of the rations happily, this locker not only has vacuum-packed canned food, but also some luxuriously packaged high-end wine.
It has been a few months since the outbreak of the end times, and now, there is no food to be found in supermarkets and granaries, but when food is scarce, you can still go to residential areas to try your luck, which can only be said to be lucky, because not everyone will have food, and even if there are most of them, they are rotten.
The fire was lit and the wine was added to slowly dispel the cold, of course, we couldn't forget to reserve rations and bake a piece of purple-haired rat meat, so that this reserve ration looked greedy, but when Wu Feng had just cooked the meat, there was a "bang bang" gunfire outside the villa.
Listening to the sound of this gunshot, it was very dull, either a shotgun or an earthen pistol, but, too lazy to care, threw the meat to the reserve ration.
The gunshots quickly disappeared, and randomly, a deep voice came, "Open the door, open the door to Lao Tzu, otherwise Lao Tzu will kill you ...... after he enters"
As soon as the words fell, the sound of "bang, bang" kicking the door came from afar, which made the corner of Wu Feng's mouth sneer, he is not easy to mess with, and it is even more difficult to mess with the drought, no, I soon heard the drought's angry shout, "Get out!" ”
However, this coquettish cheer did not drive anyone away, but made the people who came after laugh strangely, "Yo, it's still a woman, haha, it's not a loss tonight, the brothers rushed in and tied her up......"
As Wu Feng expected, before he heard the sound of breaking the door, a scream of "ah" sounded, but Wu Feng unexpectedly shouted, "It's the one who is in the sky, the third child, send a signal flare quickly......"
The Heavenly Ruler is also the controller, but it is just a different name, but what makes Wu Feng care is not this, these people are not afraid of the controller? It's kind of funny, I opened the security door with a bottle of fine wine, and I saw that the golden flames melted several gunmen, yes, melted, like cheddar cheese.
It was terrifying, and it was also very cruel, because when it melted, several gunmen howled miserably, and the flare gun fell to the ground before it could be fired......
"Tsk, terrible woman." Wu Feng leaned against the door frame, gnawing on the pig's trotters, while watching these people completely dissolve, leaving no bones, not even bloodstains.
The drought fish seemed to hear Wu Feng's voice, and after glaring at Wu Feng fiercely, he was about to turn around and slam the door, but when he saw the food in Wu Feng's hand, he walked in front of Wu Feng with a cold face, "Give me food." ”
Looking at this stinky face and stomach but "cooing" the drought, Wu Feng grinned and said, "Sister Qin, you don't know the truth that there is no free lunch in the world, come, help me ......"
When he heard this, his face turned angry, and he raised his hand to slap Wu Feng, but Wu Feng took a step back to avoid it, "Help me boil some bath water, don't be so excited." ”
"You!" The drought was still angry, and said angrily; "I'm not your ......"
"Remember, double portions, it's time to wash up the reserve rations."
"Hmm......" As soon as Wu Feng's voice fell, the little thing that had eaten the rat meat also made a low sound, as if it was making her water a little hotter.
"You, you ......" Drought Fish gritted her teeth and looked at Wu Feng, she was now hungrier than a ghoul, and then looked at the pile of food next to the campfire, she couldn't help but feel helpless, there was fresh meat in the truck, but rat meat, she would rather starve to death than touch it.
"Remember, the water temperature can't be too high."
"Ahh Drought looked at Wu Feng's back, full of anger, and slapped his palm directly at Wu Feng's vest with golden flames, however, Wu Feng shook slightly, which made her attack fail, and what made her even more angry and helpless was that Wu Feng's hateful voice sounded again, "Since you are so energetic, by the way, help me wash my clothes......"
Helpless, angry, and more wronged, when did she suffer such grievances, even in this terrible disaster, she was also the one who was in control, and now she was so called by Wu Feng, hated, but unfortunately she couldn't kill Wu Feng......
"One day, I'm going to make your life worse than death!"
Hearing the voice of the drought, Wu Feng smiled slightly and said, "I'll wait for ......."
"Abominable, hateful ......"
After sitting next to the bonfire and looking at the drought with a punch to dent the security door, and then went to lift the snow with anger, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, he originally planned to send Hong Miao Bing to hell after destroying it, although she has the top ten defenses of the end of the world, and the self-healing power comparable to that of the burier, but she is too dangerous, like a bomb that will be detonated at any time, but in the end she decided not to kill her, the reason is very simple, because she has to be kept by her side at any time to cheer up 120,000 points, what you want is a sense of crisis.
Recently, everything has gone too smoothly, whether it is the beginning of the Demon Gate, or the assassin attack, or the defeat of Hong Miaobing, which makes him a little flustered, but he knows the end of the world, and knows that there are too many things that can kill him, but those things are not around, it is easy to make people slack, it is far better to keep this drought by her side, her hatred, her anger, her murderous intention, can keep herself vigilant and sense of crisis at any time.
The darthorn who melted the ice and snow with golden flame didn't know this, and he didn't know that dozens of people were searching for their companions in the snowy night......