Yuan Mei didn't have a good sleep all night. She kept listening to the noise at the door, fearing that the police would come to her door. She would wake up when there was any disturbance, and she would be covered in sweat when she woke up. It was two or three o'clock in the night, and she even felt sleepy.
Feeling uncomfortable all over, I got up from the bed and wanted to go to the bathroom and take a shower.
When she turned over and got up, the young woman was shocked. Her husband Guo Jiaming was still sitting by the bed, spreading thousands of dollars on the bed, staring at it with red eyes.
"What are you doing?" the young woman asked in surprise.
Guo Jiaming slowly raised his head, his eyes were complicated, and he said quietly: "This poor and humble couple is in trouble. You see, we have been quarreling a lot recently, which affects the relationship between husband and wife. I am not happy about this. You see, you are busy outside every day and earn a lot of money."
It’s not much money, it’s not as good as…, it’s not as good as….”
Guo Jiaming's last words were not spoken, but Yuan Mei immediately understood what her husband meant. She usually spoke softly and would bear any grievances in her heart, but this time she screamed angrily: "My surname is Guo, I
How can I be sorry for you on weekdays? You want to abuse me like this. Am I the kind of shameless woman? "
"Don't be too loud, don't be too loud. You can hear it next door." Guo Jiaming also felt ashamed. It would really bring shame on his face to say such things.
The young woman was really angry this time, and said bitterly: "Guo Jiaming, if you want to be like a man, just find a job by yourself. Don't make me so tired every day, let alone let me be bullied by others. Don't think about that.
No matter what, let’s live a good life and we won’t be any worse than others. If you behave upright, I will follow you wholeheartedly.”
Guo Jiaming's face turned red and he kept nodding like a kowtow-headed insect. He also had to beg and say: "Daughter-in-law, please lower your voice, please lower your voice. Don't let the neighbors listen and think something big happened to us."
I’ll look for a job at dawn, I’ll go there at dawn, that’ll be fine!”
Yuan Mei got out of bed angrily, took a set of clothes and went into the bathroom, turned on the water heater, and then stood under the shower for a long time. Her mind was still very messy, and all kinds of complicated thoughts kept coming, but
She couldn't tell exactly what it was. Looking at the haggard face reflected in the mirror, she was stunned for a long time, and finally covered her hands with her hands and burst into tears silently.
The young woman was in a tangled mood at the moment, and in Zhou Qingfeng's room, five corpses had been tied up. Although it looked a bit scary, it was nothing compared to the various mutilated limbs and meat that rotted in the New York subway.
The body plus oranges weighed almost more than 400 kilograms, which was close to the limit of Zhou Qingfeng's carrying capacity. He carried the body on his back, carrying more than 20 bags of oranges in both hands, and said silently: I want to return to the wasteland early.
Request passed, early return allowed, transmitting...
The scene in front of Zhou Qingfeng changed again, and he returned to Manhattan in the catastrophe of 2030. A foul smell poured into his nostrils, this fucking smell was corpse odor!
"Fuck! This is the damn apocalypse." Zhou Qingfeng almost cursed. He returned to the bathroom of his temporary residence and was immediately attacked by a biological and chemical weapon. "New York is now a big cemetery and a big corpse pit. These days
But how do you live?"
Putting down the orange, Zhou Qingfeng quietly pushed open the bathroom door with the five corpses on his back. When he left, he vaguely remembered that Catalina Raven was nearby.
"The bitch should be downstairs. I'll throw the body away from upstairs first." Zhou Qingfeng lives in a relatively low bungalow near Manhattan's Chinatown, also known as Chinatown. In
Lower Manhattan, with its many high-rise buildings, has the status of a slum.
Carrying hundreds of kilograms of corpses, Zhou Qingfeng came out of the bathroom and went upstairs to the rooftop. Seeing an opportunity when no one was paying attention, he threw all five corpses into the street.
"Okay, now there is no evidence of death in the world of 2016, and no one cares about the world of 2030. The trouble is solved." Zhou Qingfeng threw the body away and felt relieved. Just looking at the building complex where he was, his mood immediately returned.
He felt heavy, "I have to stay in this hellish place for another ten days!"
Today there are dark clouds and a gloomy sky, and it looks like it will rain heavily. The whole Manhattan is littered with corpses and has become dirty and smelly. If this continues, a major plague is inevitable.
The hundreds of people Zhou Qingfeng rescued from the subway also live in several nearby buildings. They are generally weak and need recuperation. However, these people who have experienced life and death hardships are better than the trash that Zhou Qingfeng recruited before.
Much stronger, they are more cohesive and recognize Zhou Qingfeng's authority.
"We have to find a way to form this team. From now on, let others do the hard and dirty work, and I will enjoy peace and happiness!" Zhou Qingfeng thought beautifully in his heart, and went downstairs to hide the oranges he left in the bathroom.
More than two hundred kilograms of oranges are now treasures. Zhou Qingfeng has been chewing bread and sausages for a week in the wasteland world. He has long wanted to hang himself. These fresh oranges can give him great comfort. "These oranges are now
It has the effect of increasing morale by fifty points, hahaha...!"
Where to hide? Carrying a hand full of oranges, Zhou Qingfeng was sneaking around to pick a secret room. He was walking around and thinking about it, when suddenly someone called him from behind, "Victor, what are you doing?"
"
Catalina came up from downstairs. She walked up to Zhou Qingfeng. When she saw more than 20 bags full of oranges, her eyes gleamed, "Victor Hugo, why are you such a ghost?"
Sneaky? You actually secretly hid so many oranges! Should you give me half?"
"Don't even think about it!" Zhou Qingfeng flatly refused.
"Butcher,...!" Katerina shouted loudly.
"Stop, I have something to say. I'll give you two bags." Zhou Qingfeng was frightened.
Unfortunately, the butcher soon appeared from the stairs, "What happened? Well... I seem to smell the smell of oranges. Oh..., my God! I must be dazzled, I am
I searched several houses nearby but couldn't find any fruit. Victor, you found this? That's great! Minsk, come on!"
Ruined……!
Zhou Qingfeng is full of sad tears!
Not only did the butcher come up, but they also brought Minsk. The two Russian fur bears were not polite to Zhou Qingfeng and quickly snatched two bags of oranges from Zhou Qingfeng. Katarina was even more disgusting, she snatched six bags in total.
, before leaving, he glanced at Zhou Qingfeng provocatively, which meant 'telling you to be disobedient'.
"Katerina, why did you snatch six bags from me when others took two bags?" Zhou Qingfeng said angrily. He had to find a way to maintain the morale supply he had finally obtained with great difficulty no matter what.
"This is for Angie. The little girl is sick and she can't eat anything. I think she must like these oranges."
"Then you don't need six bags!"
"You mean, I want to take two bags for that annoying Tony Parker?"
"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it."
Zhou Qingfeng was afraid of his teammates, and sincerely tried to outdo each other. He simply hid the remaining ten or so bags of oranges in the mobile command vehicle, which had been cleaned up by Jenny Braun and officially became his permanent residence.
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Jenny, a young mature girl, was organizing the food cabinet in the car with her butt raised. Zhou Qingfeng hurried in and shouted: "Jenny, hurry up, put these oranges away, don't let those bad guys snatch them away again.
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Jenny also followed Zhou Qingfeng in the harsh subway for four days. She lost a lot of weight. That kind of smelly environment was really not suitable for people. Seeing those horrific corpses every day, she had already become a little bit nervous.
Symptoms of anorexia, but now just smelling the fruity scent of oranges is enough to make people feel happy.
The morale is greatly increased!
"Victor, did you prepare this for me?"
"Uh..., of course, we can share."
"You are so cute, my little sweetheart, maybe we should get some water and take a nice bath and relax. Didn't you want to have sex with me last time? Let's continue, okay?"
Oh, ho, ho, ho..., a few oranges can make the beauty take the initiative to have sex, which immediately makes people feel happy. Zhou Qingfeng felt that life in the wasteland is not so bad anymore.