Chapter 7: Slaughter Day (1)

Zhang Baiting put down the hand that stroked the top of Zhang Ruonan's hair, and said with an unnatural expression: "No, I only found out not long ago." ”

Zhang Ruonan couldn't wait to interject: "I found the notebook left by my mother, which said that I was adopted and had no blood relationship with my brother. ”

Zhang Ruonan's joy can be seen, but Zhang Baiting's appearance at this time does not seem to be indifferent.

Sang Jiaojiao said expressionlessly: "Well, I know." ”

Turn around and go.

Zhang Baiting eagerly grabbed Sang Jiaojiao's wrist and explained in a soft tone: "Nan Nan really didn't mean it, don't be angry." ”

Then he asked awkwardly, "How are you doing lately?" I didn't mean not to contact you, it's..."

Zhang Baiting smiled bitterly: "It's really shocking that this news is so shocking that I ..... it for a while."

Looking at Sang Jiaojiao's crystal clear eyes, Zhang Baiting suddenly couldn't say any more, and even he regretted saying that he didn't have these things to her, so he could only squeeze out a sentence dryly: "Don't think about it." ”

And Zhang Ruonan looked at the two people in front of her, and the jealous poisonous snake kept biting her heart.

"Sister Sang, why are you wrapping yourself so tightly in the wind, it can't be disfigured." Zhang Ruonan thought viciously: Wrapped so tightly, so unsightly, I'm afraid it's disfigured.

She also fantasized that Sang Jiaojiao would be disfigured, in her cognition, Sang Jiaojiao was not the brother who seduced with that beautiful face before.

Everyone is disgraced, why is she so good-looking that she can shine, so that her brother is fascinated when he sees it.

is to go out and pretend to be ugly, and that face is better than ordinary people.

Now it's tightly wrapped, and the swaying posture is not looking at the face, but it is also attractive, not to mention the pair of radiant eyes.

"Jiaojiao, you really...."Zhang Baiting became nervous after realizing it.

Putting aside Zhang Ruonan, objectively speaking, Zhang Baiting is actually quite good to Sang Jiaojiao.

Otherwise, even if he loses his memory, Sang Jiaojiao will not have those little feelings of affection for him.

Sang Jiaojiao broke Zhang Baiting's hand lightly, and said in a light tone: "No." "I didn't explain much.

Zhang Baiting retracted his hand in pain, and looked down to see that there were blue and black marks on the back of his hand.

Thinking of the strength he used in a hurry just now, he was extremely annoyed and quite surprised.

He had heard the old man vaguely mention Sang Jiaojiao's strength, which was said to be quite big. But he thought that Jiaojiao was soft and weak, and no matter how great his strength could be, he didn't expect her to break her hand lightly today.

Zhang Baiting's eyes darkened, he hid the back of his hand behind him, and watched Sang Jiaojiao go in another direction deeply.

"Brother...."Zhang Ruonan came over and apologized weakly: "I'm sorry." ”

Zhang Baiting's deep appearance softened slightly, his lips moved slightly, and the words turned between his lips and teeth, but the beautiful eyes that Jiaojiao just now suddenly appeared in his mind, and the words he originally wanted to say were swallowed, "Well, you eat the energy bar, I will figure out the weapon matter by myself, you don't have to worry about it." ”

Zhang Ruonan, who was pinning all her thoughts on her brother, was at a loss, and she could clearly feel the coldness in her brother's tone.

Obviously it wasn't like this before.

After knowing that the two were not brother and sister, it was obvious that she felt Bai Tingge's vacillation, and he was not completely indifferent to himself.

By the way, he was cold to himself after meeting Sang Jiaojiao, a slut.

Sang Jiaojiao....Why don't you die?

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Sang Jiaojiao looked for someone who had excess water in her hand, and exchanged a piece of bread for a water bag.

This kind of water bag is the size of a palm, and the amount of water poured out is only a small water cup, about 200ml, which is quite luxurious as daily drinking water.

Those who don't pay attention to it can catch the rainwater directly, or filter the water from the puddle to drink, but countless people have died because of the contamination of drinking water. Sang Jiaojiao can't drink this kind of water that has not been sterilized and sterilized.

It's no wonder that Zhang Ruonan is jealous of Sang Jiaojiao, she is also a girl, why is the other party so much better than herself. Even this kind of life seems to Sang Jiaojiao to be equally difficult and difficult.

What Sang Jiaojiao didn't know was that before the old man died, Zhang Ruonan secretly searched for the past for a while, begging the old man to adopt him.

After changing the bag of water, there was still one and a half pieces of brown bread left. Sang Jiaojiao thought for a while, carefully found a place to carry the person on her back, lifted the corner of the headscarf, and swallowed two or three mouthfuls of a black bread with the water bag in her hand.

The brown bread softened with water was still dry and spicy, and the last bit of water moistened the throat.

The remaining last half of the black bread was re-placed by Sang Jiaojiao.

Fill your stomach today, you can resist for two days at most, and you still have half a piece of bread left in your arms for another day. For three days she could hide in her house without having to meet the reapers.

Only, three days later.....

Sang Jiaojiao shook her head, taking one step at a time, she didn't want to think so much for the time being, she still had to inform everyone of the news that the harvester had entered.

As she expected, when the news was announced, everyone in the underground gathering place fell silent in vain, and then a heated discussion erupted.

The panic that had been squeezed to the extreme quickly spread, and the little idleness and ease that had been before disappeared.

Worry, fear, panic, despair of not knowing where tomorrow will be.

The pessimist even cried directly, "What to do....slaughter day, slaughter day is coming, I, am I going to die." ”

"I don't have any preparation, this kind of day is becoming more and more frequent, so how can we survive, I don't want to die."

"Brown bread, water....I have left... There is only a little stock left, and I can't hide for a few days, who will exchange with me, and I still have a few pieces of high-grade metal on me. ”

"Who would want high-grade metals, I'm afraid that now I can't even exchange things in the grocery stores outside, and I can't eat or drink. Usually no one is happy to change with you, let alone now. ”

"My current residence is not safe enough, who can let me avoid it, I can make half a piece of black bread."

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Sang Jiaojiao chose to notify everyone after the exchange, it was also a helpless move, if she said it in advance, the piece of black bread in her hand could not be exchanged for a bag of water bags.

Look, now the price of a pack of water bags has been called to three pieces of black bread, and there is still no market, and no one wants to buy it.

Sang Jiaojiao silently hid her figure and secretly returned to her home while no one was paying attention.

At such a moment, the human heart is unpredictable, and it is difficult to imagine how well human beings will do to survive. Sang Jiaojiao didn't want to test everyone's bottom line and the weight of survival, so on the way back, she blocked all the passages leading to the residence in the underground gathering place.