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Chapter 088

The 7th, early morning.

After a night of exploration, teaching and learning, Zhou Qingfeng confirmed: Eastern and Western women can be said to be very different from the inside out, from the mind to the body, from the concept to the action.

After three hours of gradual negative-distance body fluid exchanges, Zhou Qingfeng finally realized what it means to be proactive? What it means to be passionate? What it means to be a tired cow? If he hadn't been physically strong enough, he wouldn't have been able to handle what he was seeing.

This blond ocean horse!

As expected, true knowledge comes from practice, and this statement is true!

Zhou Qingfeng woke up at dawn. He occupied an empty house near Chinatown in lower Manhattan. This was where he hid his mobile command vehicle and also had relatively comfortable daily necessities.

Last night, the entire Lower Manhattan was filled with gunfire. More and more illegal immigrants in Brooklyn are pouring into Manhattan like a tide. It is estimated that tens of thousands of people have formed various gangs and are in high-rise buildings one after another.

Looting from building to building.

However, the vicinity of the New York Police Headquarters is still a restricted area. More than a dozen high-rise buildings there have been occupied by more than a dozen powerful gangs. Anyone who comes close is shot mercilessly.

Zhou Qingfeng sat up from the bed and looked sideways out of the room window. Several streets near him showed signs of being looted, and even the house he was in had many bullet holes. The corpses outside the house were attempts to invade.

At that time, he was shot dead.

Several church pastors were passing through the streets with white flags. They were cleaning up corpses, sheltering homeless people, dissuading others from stopping violence, and at the same time trying to reestablish social law and order.

The United States is still a society with a strong religious atmosphere, and Christianity dominates. There have been no attacks on religious personnel for the time being. However, the efforts of religious personnel have only slowed down the destruction of the entire city, because the city of New York can no longer support thousands of people.

The population is 10,000.

The problem of survival cannot be solved by kindness and responsibility. After a while, the whole city will become a hell!

Zhou Qingfeng was about to get up, and Jenny Braun also woke up. She pulled the thin quilt covering her chest, smoothed her hair to cover the bullet mark on the side of her ear, and said softly "Hi"

.Both of them were a little embarrassed for a moment.

For Jenny, Zhou Qingfeng is really a bit young. Although she is an adult, she is only 18 years old. If this matter had been placed before the catastrophe, at the age of 30, she would have even become a member of the upper class by dating an 18-year-old boy.

some kind of scandal.

As for Zhou Qingfeng, he had a certain sense of national mission and felt that since he got into bed, he would completely conquer the ocean horse in front of him. But practice has proved that he has become a shameful student on the bed.

The generous Jenny Braun can be his teacher in something he loves to do.

However, both teachers and students are deeply satisfied with each other. One is physically strong, handsome, has a good temperament, good charm, strong firepower, and deep capital. The other is in good shape, has a beautiful appearance, is patient, has good taste, and has rich experience.

, superb skills.

Water and milk blend together, the taste is indescribable!

"I think we..." Jenny's face turned red when Zhou Qingfeng looked at her. As a reporter, she is actually a very generous and cheerful person, but the current situation is not very generous. "I'd better make breakfast."

.”

Jenny got out of bed naked, grabbed the clothes thrown aside and went to the bathroom. Zhou Qingfeng sat on the bedside, feeling the blood surge just by looking at the woman's hip that kept beating as she trotted, so he simply followed him into the bathroom.

, having a pleasant morning exercise sex activity amidst the exclamations of the ocean horses.

Only ten minutes into the event, the individual radio station placed next to the table suddenly rang. Jenny, who had to stand leaning on the wall, turned around and begged in a low voice: "Victor, someone seems to be calling you. Let's come back in the evening.

,Ok?"

Zhou Qingfeng originally wanted to carry Jenny to answer the radio, but the big horse broke free. She got dressed and ran to the kitchen to make breakfast. But on the radio, the butcher's rough voice kept shouting: "Hey, Wei

Victor Hugo, Victor Hugo, are you still alive?"

"I won't die even if you die." Zhou Qingfeng said while grabbing the small personal radio. He now has abundant supplies and has the luxury of brushing his teeth, washing his face and changing clothes. While cleaning the old skin that has fallen off from some of his wounds, he watches

Jenny Braun, wearing an apron, was busy in the kitchen. In just a moment, toasted bread and pork sausages were already on the dining table.

"Hahaha..., I saw the Immigration Bureau building on fire the night before yesterday, and I was worried that you had been burned to death inside." The butcher asked: "How is it? Have you dealt with the gang in the building?"

"It's been done a long time ago! I've returned to the mobile command vehicle and collected a lot of supplies. I'm having breakfast now." Zhou Qingfeng came to Jenny, kissed the woman on the face, and grabbed the bread on the dining table.

Pop it into your mouth.

However, the call from the butcher reminded Zhou Qingfeng of something. The Potarsky brothers who died in his hands the night before yesterday were actually very unlucky, and he felt quite strange in his heart.

According to the original plot, the Potarski brothers, a pair of elite monsters, died in the hands of David Lawrence about half a month later. At that time, David Lawrence was almost like a god. Killing these two guys was like

As if playing.

But now, these two villains died in the hands of Zhou Qingfeng on the second day of the catastrophe, and in the whole process, they tortured Zhou Qingfeng to a point where he was unnecessary, leaving him with injuries all over his body. If it weren't for his physical

The recovery speed is much faster than that of ordinary people. He should be lying in a corner and enduring the pain now.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qingfeng was actually filled with tears. He doesn't have the protagonist's strength or power, but he does the protagonist's work. It's really tiring!

But the butcher was even more miserable. When he heard the sound of Zhou Qingfeng chewing pork intestines, he cursed angrily, "I thought you were dead or trapped somewhere. But you can still eat it."

Breakfast, then come quickly and help me."

Yesterday, Zhou Qingfeng tried to contact the butcher, but couldn't. He guessed that the big Russian guy must be in trouble. Now that he heard it, it was indeed the case.

"How can I handle things that you can't handle?" It's true that contrast brings happiness. Zhou Qingfeng took another sip of hot milk and felt instantly relieved. In the end of the world, he can still eat hot food, but

Not easy.

Jenny, who brought the milk, whispered: "We only have these things in the pantry, we lack fresh ingredients, otherwise I will definitely do better."

"You actually have a woman to make breakfast for you?" The butcher heard Jenny's voice and cursed even more angrily: "Damn it, if I had known this, I wouldn't have separated from you. The situation here is terrible! Dead man,

Dead people, dead people, dead people everywhere."

"How bad is your situation?" Zhou Qingfeng was still angry when he heard the butcher's voice, thinking he was joking.

But the voice on the radio soon changed. A sharp and decisive female voice intervened and said: "Victor Hugo, where are you now? We need your help very much now."

"Katerina?" Zhou Qingfeng was stunned and stopped smiling. The fierce girl has always had a arrogant temper, and if she can even say that she wants to help, the matter is extraordinary.

Catalina Raven said: "Yes, it's me. We are trapped in the City Hall subway station, with thousands of people trapped together. Our situation is terrible, you must find a way to save us

, otherwise everyone here will die."


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