Chapter 65 Wind and Rain

Time flies. In the days without Liu Qing, Lin Peihan felt that her heart was really not as strong as she thought. It has been three months and four days since Liu Qing left. She is always looking forward to Liu Qing's sudden return and appearance beside her. However, every time she wakes up from a dream, she is alone in a monotonous big** instead of his warm and solid embrace.

Isolated and helpless, an idiom summarizes the current predicament of the Samsung base. Lin Peihan does not know when the person who took Liu Qing that day will be in trouble again. However, she can no longer control the outside world, but the seemingly calm Samsung base has been shaken by storm. Lin Peihan also felt that the pace of the crisis was slowly approaching her.

Food is never scarce for Samsung Base. Originally, Chongming Island is full of farms, and the source of food is sufficient. However, Lin Peihan's demand for magical items from the survivors of the entire Samsung base has caused a headache. This month, she has consciously provided elemental crystals to soldiers for cultivation, and the supply scroll manufacturing plant without blank scrolls has come to a standstill. Without a new source of scrolls, Lin Peihan has no choice but to restrain those who use magic scrolls, the corpse hunting team, and collect the few remaining magic scrolls as strategic materials in case of possible crises at any time.

In order to solve the problem of magic scroll consumption, Lin Peihan specially ordered that due to the extraordinary period, the base will provide rich food for free, and from now on, the exchange of zombie crystal cores and gold coins will be stopped.

Lin Peihan hopes to spend more food to prevent the activities of the corpse hunting team. Although most of the corpse hunting teams hid their guns and began to live a plain life with enough food every day, they did not want to do the work that risked their lives every day. On the one hand, they don't want to fall out with the army. Since the zombie crystal nucleus is worthless, there is no need for them to hunt zombies.

However, people are different. Some people risk the ban and go out without permission. Their target is not zombies, but the cold food left behind by the army.

"Hey, boss. Look, this is a famous brand."

In a high-end villa, a survivor with a flattering face across the rifle pointed to an Armani white suit full of footprints on the ground and said to the boss who played with the pistol next to him.

"Well, it's getting cooler now. It's time to find some thick clothes. ~Don't stop and look around to see if there is anything left of those soldiers!"

After asking the younger brother to accept the suit, the boss ordered to the younger brothers behind him again.

Looking at the little brothers getting busy, the boss sat in the messy **, but after sitting for a while, he felt a pain in his right foot, instinctively raised his legs and trembled, and immediately felt that something was biting his right calf. Dare to look at it. It doesn't matter. A large zombie mouse was biting his calf. Before he pulled out his gun, the mouse had torn off a piece of meat on his calf.

"Fuck you~bite me~!"

"With a touch, the meat in the mouth of the zombie mouse was shot in the head by him before it was swallowed.

Although it was common for him to be bitten by zombies, the nervous mood still made him keep shouting 'Damn it!' at the dead body on the ground.

Hearing the sound of gunfire, the little brothers also came quickly. Knowing that the boss had been bitten, they hurriedly asked each other for a healing scroll. However, after a quarrel, they also felt that this ordinary little thing became tricky, because they did not cure the scroll at all.

"Damn, why are you still here? Why don't you take me back to the base? Are you happy when I die? ~~”

...

Fortunately, it was not far from the base. Soon, the outline of the base had been seen. At this time, the aggrieved boss's consciousness became blurred and began to gradually become unconscious.

"Stop~Please accept the inspection~!"

At this time, the SUV that had just arrived at the gate of the base was stopped by the guard soldiers.

"What else to check? Our boss was bitten by zombies. Let's go in and go to the market to buy healing scrolls. Otherwise, he will really die!"

It was the first time that the guard soldier met this kind of thing. He looked into the car and did see a wounded person who was bitten by a zombie. After communicating with the leader, he decided to send several people to the market with these people just in case.

The market of Samsung Base is actually a large square where a group of people exchange goods. Since Liu Qing occupied the Samsung base, he has put magic items into this market for digestion.

However, when a group of people rushed to the market, they found that the whole market did not even have a healing scroll, but it is not ruled out that some people began to realize the value of the healing scroll and began to collect.

Gradually, more and more people are watching the bustle. There is also a lot of discussion. Why is Chief Liu absent? That woman doesn't have the ability to manage such a large base at all. Under the fanfare of some people, people who had already been dissatisfied with Liu Qing began to shout.

However, this sad boss was lucky. At the last moment of his life, a light junior mage of a scroll manufacturing factory just passed by, and a light 'healing light' saved him. Although this matter was exposed after a beautiful and holy angel fell from the sky, the survivors of the base are full of worries about tomorrow.

...

When the Samsung base fell into the storm, Qianyuan kept running with his T1 team members. From Nanjing to Guangzhou, from Lanzhou to Chengdu. Except for Beijing, the other six military regions have been run by them. Everywhere, the strong man's posture was arrogantly performed, and the violent five-level spell conquered all officers. The fragile and miserable zombies make every unfaithful general think of his end.

This national tour is not only to show off in various military regions, but the more important task is to find the spokesperson of the main god who hides in the depths of the crowd but still shines brilliantly.

"Captain~ That boy has explained it~!"

Qianyuan stood by the window and looked down on this unknown city. He had no heart, only endless loneliness and vicissitudes. At this time, the team member behind him interrupted Qianyuan's Shenyou.

"Oh!"

Qian Yuan answered faintly, sighed, turned his head and then said, "Where is the spokesperson of the Lord God?"

"According to the boy who was captured, their boss lives in the Haitian Building not far from here, but the boy also explained that their boss is close to the Chengdu Military Region. Shall we say hello to General Dou of the Chengdu Military Region?"

"No, we need them to take care of when we act. Let's go and meet the boss of the Lord God!"

After saying that, the seven people in the room broke the glass in an instant and rose to the sky.

The top floor of Haitian Building.

A rapid knock on the door came, but it did not interrupt the battle in the room. As if he hadn't heard it, he was still rolled over by the waves, and the sound of 'waves' was still the same.

"Hmm~!"

With a man's satisfied moan, the room gradually calmed down, leaving only the men and women's breathing afterwards and the annoying knock on the door.

Maybe he couldn't help it. The man suddenly lifted the quilt on his whole body, revealing a bald head. He roared angrily in the direction of the door:

"Damn, if you can't give me a reasonable explanation today, I will throw you down from this 18th floor!"

At this time, the people outside the door finally dared to speak. But the urgent words make people have to believe the seriousness of the matter.

"Old boss, it's not good. There are seven guys who claim to be sent by the state. They have already worked with their brothers, but these people are so perverted that they can't stand it. Ah~~No, boss, they're coming up and are coming this way. Boss, I'll go first~~"

As he spoke, the little man saw Qianyuan slowly coming out of the stairs, hurriedly screamed at the room, and ran in the opposite direction.

"Touch~"

With a loud noise, the whole door flew in backwards.

Such, seven people from Qianyuan rushed in.

"Ah~~~"

Compared with the woman's panic, the bald boss was very calm, whispering in the woman's ear to let her go out, and then slowly wearing pajamas.

"Say it~ What's the matter with me? However, I have never seen you rude guys, who don't say hello loudly and use knives and guns when they come up. Fortunately, I'm 42 years old now. If I had my young temper, you have seen the king of the king of the year now~!"

The bald old man said lightly, but Qianyuan, who finished listening, laughed.

"Ha ha~ I haven't asked for a big name yet, but I dare to say that you are the most humorous spokesperson of the Lord God!"

Qian Yuan's words changed the face of the bald boss, but he returned to normal in an instant. He grinned and a bright voice came.

"Haha~ My name is Xiao Dao. In the past, people on the road called me Brother Dao. I don't know why you came from Kyoto. Shouldn't it be for what I committed before? Oh? Really! Alas, I used to do a lot of bad things, such as drug trafficking, gun smuggling, underworld, or those robbery**?

The team members of T1 did not speak under Qianyuan's organization, so they quietly listened to the bald performance in front of them and sang a one-man play.

"Are you done?"

Looking at the so-called Brother Dao's mouth in front of him finally stopped shaking, Qian Yuan said angrily. Sure that he had no intention of performing any more, Qianyuan made it clear his intention to come this time.

"We are here this time for your identity as the spokesperson of the Lord God. We want to invite you to cooperate with the country to overcome difficulties and help with the rejuvenation."

After listening to Qianyuan's words, Brother Dao seemed to hear the best joke in the world, covering his stomach and laughing without any image.

"Ouch~ I can't, my stomach hurts with laughter. I heard it correctly! Do you want me, a gangster, to cooperate with the country? Don't you know that you and I are sworn enemies? Have you really heard that a mouse married a cat as a bride? Besides, I don't think I'm in trouble now? I live a good life, little brother, women, and food. Why should I cooperate with you? Unless my brain is funny~! Humph~!"

did not give Qianyuan any face at all. After saying that, Brother Dao turned around and went to the bathroom to clean himself. However, when he was busy for a while, he returned to the bedroom and found that Qianyuan and others had not left.

Why don't you leave? Is there anything else? Do you want me to invite you to dinner?"

Many times of forbearance did not get even a little respect from the other party, and did not give him any face at all, so Qianyuan was furious.

"For the last time, I want to ask you whether you want to return to the country or not!"

"Neuropath~!"

A light answer completely ignored Qianyuan's anger.

"Do it~!...