In the early morning, the warm sunlight shines through the flower window that still has some water marks, and sprinkles on the pot of plump flesh on the windowsill, reflecting each chubby leaf petal.

"Woo~"

On the bed, the woman with burgundy hair felt the scorching heat of the sun shining on her buttocks, and unwillingly kicked the long white legs that were stacked together, and cooed a few times to the side, while reaching out to grab it, and muttering in her mouth: "Hani~".

After grabbing the air, the woman opened her hazy eyes, stretched out her hand to cover the sun, and looked to her side through her fingers, but saw that there was no big baby on the messy sheets.

I didn't find the big baby, and the urge to urinate hit me again, so I picked up the silk nightdress that I threw aside last night, put it on while sitting up, put on my slippers, rubbed my sleepy eyes, and walked towards the bathroom.

"Squeak~"

She pushed the bathroom door open, letting out a moaning sound that had fallen into disrepair.

"Good morning, Jill."

Zhou Yang, who was rinsing the razor blade, looked at Jill sitting on the toilet through the mirror and said hello.

"Good morning, Hani."

With the release of urine, her expression gradually became vivid.

Looking up, I looked in the mirror at the man who was foaming at his face, a man in his early twenties. Oriental face, but with three-dimensional facial features and deep eyes, in her eyes, not only handsome, but also fascinating mystery, so that she is a little greedy, itchy in her heart, and can't stop.

"What's for breakfast? My Excellency the Magician! ”

Jill threw down the tissue, pressed the toilet, and squeezed to Zhou Yang's side to wash his hands.

Her beautiful face is delicate and small, which is very in line with Zhou Yang's aesthetics as an oriental man. She is enchanting and sexy, and her bumpy body is even more seductive!

Especially when I just got up, I still had a bit of ignorance on my face, and the laziness that emanated from the inside out was even more precious in this wasteland.

Zhou Yang shaved his beard: "I remember that we still have some noodles left, so let's make fried noodles." ”

"Okay, Hani."

Jill washed his face, stood on tiptoe and gently kissed Zhou Yang's side face, and then left the bathroom with a "pop" on his slippers.

After shaving his beard, Zhou Yang groped his chin, looked at the beautiful boy in the mirror, and couldn't help but praise: "The characters are all wrong, only handsome." ”

I casually took a first-aid kit from the window and rolled up my trousers.

On the calf, there was an inch-long cut, the wound was not shallow, and after carefully uncovering the layers of gauze, there were faint traces of blood oozing out.

This was cut by a rusty wire on the way here yesterday, and for this Gil he went to the town hospital to find a box of tetanus and gave him an injection.

I carefully wiped the wound with iodophor, took out the suture patch and treated the wound, and then stretched the large waterproof OK in the first aid kit the size of a palm on the wound.

After moving for a while, it didn't hinder the movement much.

After washing his hands, putting away the medicine box, putting down his trouser legs, and taking another anti-inflammatory drug, Zhou Yang walked out of the bathroom.

Jill is busy in the kitchen, and her cooking skills are still good, especially after learning Chinese food to take care of Zhou Yang's Chinese stomach.

Zhou Yang walked to a wall in the living room where Van Gogh's famous painting "Sunflowers" was hung, stretched out his hand and gently pushed it, and the wall in front of him suddenly rotated 180 degrees, revealing a hidden closet.

This is the exquisite design of the original owner of this villa, which was discovered by Zhou Yang and Jill when they came here yesterday and cleaned up the house.

At this time, the closet was filled with seven or eight guns.

There were also neatly stacked boxes of 10 yellow-orange-orange bullets of various types, a box of 100 rounds, and there were thousands of rounds in these boxes.

At the bottom of the closet was a storage box with more than a dozen grenades, most of which were palm-sized cylindrical canisters.

"SIG P226 pistol."

Zhou Yang held a pitch-black matte pistol, the cold feel was slightly weighted by his hand.

This gun is one of Zhou Yang's favorite pistols, it has very good accuracy, shooting accuracy and penetrating power are also very good, and it is very reliable to use.

After simple disassembly and maintenance, Zhou Yang sat on the small sofa next to the closet, grabbed a bullet and put it on the round table next to him, and took out a knife to draw a "cross" on the bullet heads of the pistols.

Pistols, as auxiliary weapons, are often used at close range. In this wasteland world, Zhou Yang usually faces enemies who have no reason to speak of. When dealing with those things at close range, what Zhou Yang needs most is the destructiveness of bullets!

In the process of migration, the empty tip bullets and soft tip bullets in the hand have been consumed, and now these pistol bullets are changed to more powerful "dum bullets", although some penetration power is sacrificed, but when dealing with zombies at close range, it is more powerful!

In a few moments, more than 50 bullets were transformed.

Take out the magazine and press the bullets into it one by one.

"Hani, it's time to eat."

Jill walked out of the kitchen with a plate and shouted at Zhou Yang.

"Click!"

SIG P226, 15 rounds, inserts the magazine into the handle, and a crisp impact sound indicates that the magazine and handle are one.

Remove the holster from the top of the closet, put it over your shoulder, and insert the pistol into the intercostal holster.

took out a Steyr AUG assault rifle in the closet, this assault rifle from Austria has very good performance, good accuracy, and a capacity of 42 rounds, the leather is durable, and it is one of the most convenient rifles for Zhou Yang to fight zombies.

After briefly checking the status of the firearm, Zhou Yang put the Steyr rifle and cartridge belt on the sofa, smelled the aroma of fried noodles, and walked to the table.

"Jill, your craft is getting better and better!"

Jill's Chinese food craftsmanship is inherited by Zhou Yang.

However, now the pasta craft she is good at has come to the blue.

"Here's the list of supplies, see if there's anything else you need to add."

Zhou Yang casually took out a piece of paper from his inner pocket and handed it to Jill.

Jill ate the slice of bread as he looked at the list in his hand: "Canned food, vacuum rice, 5.56mm rifle rounds, white phosphorus rounds, flamethrowers, wire, vegetable seeds, generators······ If you go to the store, see if you can find a drill, a welding gun, and a sanitary stick that has run out. ”

As she spoke, she picked up her pen and added a few things she needed at the end of the list.

“OK”

After eating, Zhou Yang changed into army green cargo pants, tucked the cuffs into the boots of hard cowhide Martin boots, and put on a camouflage jacket. Another cartridge belt was hung diagonally, on which the spare magazine and grenade were hung, and the Steyr assault rifle on the couch was on his back.

“honey！”

At this time, Jill went to the next room after eating, came out with a backpack, handed it to Zhou Yang, and said with a smile: "I prepared your favorite orange syrup." ”

Zhou Yang opened it and saw that it was full of some jerky, compressed biscuits and the like, as well as a jar of orange syrup.

This orange water, sweet and sour, appetizing and regulating qi, relieving cough and moisturizing the lungs, can soothe nerves, eliminate fatigue, and can also be beautiful, is Zhou Yang's favorite.

By this time, Jill had already changed into a suit, wearing a pair of high-waisted pencil pants on her legs, which outlined her straight long legs and waist and hips particularly attractively, and the trousers were tucked into the Martin boots on her feet, which looked neat and neat.

He wore a durable farmer's jacket and a Luger P-15 pistol pinned to his waist.

She used to be a member of the Alpha Squad of the Raccoon City Police Special Forces, and she has a heroic spirit in her own when she changes her costume.

However, looking at her dress, Zhou Yang was a little puzzled.

"I'm going to reinforce the doors and windows, and when I cleaned up yesterday, I found a chainsaw and oil in the warehouse, and I can still use it after pouring in the diesel. I'm driving that Ford pickup truck today, going to the woods to cut some wood and coming back, and when you come back, let's do some rejection together, and it will be safer." ”

Gil raised the "World Defense Fortress" that she had been holding in her hand for the past few days.

She was planning to use this ranch as a base for the two of them to live for a long time.

Open the door

The sun is just right outside.

"See you in the evening, my dear Magician!"

Standing at the door, Jill stood on tiptoe and hugged Zhou Yang, kissed and said.