Apocalypse: Xiaoye’s Strength and Dote on His Wife

Fan Qianhan looked at the domineering, wild and unrestrained figure on the field, and a meaningful smile flashed in a pair of watery eyes——

It seems that Lou Yanxiao is indeed the heroic Lou Yanxiao in his previous life. Even though his temperament has become obedient and loyal in front of her, he is still the dreaded strong man on the battlefield, wild and domineering. Arms chief.

She is really lucky to meet such a man in this life. The tyrant turned into a loyal dog, and the tough guy turned into a soft finger. I am afraid that in this world, no one can treat her like him.

Fan Qianhan's smile is full of smiles, compared to the usual falsehood, but at this moment it is real, without a trace of moisture.

She fixed her eyes on the radiant man on the battlefield, not to mention, he was destined to belong to the battlefield, and only at this time could he display all his domineering power, all his strength and charm——

Look, no, it has already dazzled the eyes of the soldiers. She was sure that if a woman was there, she would have screamed by now. It may even be a bit stronger than the momentum Yu Qi created on the square before.

However, there were no other women here, and she would not let other women come and snatch this man away.

At this moment, Fan Qianhan has an unprecedented understanding that this man named Lou Yanxiao, whether he is a tough guy who turns into soft fingers, or an arms chief who washes his hands and makes soup, this life can only belong to her, Fan Qianhan . Perhaps this possessiveness can also be called love——

Boom— Accompanied by a violent explosion, the last third-order zombie was blown up by Lou Yanxiao, leaving only one brain core intact.

He stepped back, and the strong wind of the explosion blew his fine black hair, revealing those deep and mysterious eyes that were as bright as stars. Immediately, everyone was suffocated again.

But in the next second, he stepped back and stood beside Fan Qianhan. With his fingers interlocked, the mysterious and powerful man who was wild and domineering just now turned into a silly, handsome and loyal dog face.

Many soldiers who admired and admired: ...

Return their idol tyrant, who is this loyal dog?

Hey, can you two restrain yourself, and sister Qianhan, take care of your man, look, is there anyone who does things like this? Over there, after telling the other soldiers to continue blocking the zombies, Wu Junzhuo also retired. At this moment, a tough guy looked at Fan Qianhan and the others with an aggrieved look on his face.

Huh? Fan Qianhan raised her brows, and glanced at his face with her beautiful water eyes. Even though the dirt was wiped off, there was still a lot of dried up rot left on his face.

Hmm...it smells bad. Fan Qianhan dragged Lou Yanxiao by her side and took a few steps back.

Wu Junzhuo was aggrieved, ...do you want to bully people like this?

Oh, are you sure you are bullying you instead of saving you? If so, then I will stop him and tell him not to meddle in his own business. Fan Qianhan glanced at Wu Junzhuo with a half-smile.

Lou Yanxiao also looked over, his extremely handsome face was full of dislike for him. And he seemed to agree with Fan Qianhan's words, if it weren't for the fact that this person is still a friend and the next person in power at the southern base, he would not have made a move.

Wu Junzhuo, who was getting more and more numb from the eyes of these two people, had no choice but to admit that these two are big men with ideas and strength!

Ahem... No, no, I just want to thank Lord Lou for his great help. Wu Junzhuo pulled his cheeks and forced a smile. He didn't dare to offend these two people now. Even though the military has a large number of people, they are strong. What is most lacking in the current zombie siege is the strong.

Look at him, a level 4 lightning power user, was entangled by those five level 3 zombies just now, but he only killed one, but he relaxed and leisurely, and wiped out the remaining four without any effort. His strength cannot be underestimated. All those who should bend over should bend over, those who should be shameless should be shameless.

It’s better to be taught by my mentor!

Wu Junzhuo felt a little emotional in his heart, it seems that he still has to learn more from his mentor in the future. As a major general, he was already very handy when he was in the military, but he still has a lot to learn in these last days.

What about the thank you gift? Lou Yanxiao, who didn't play cards according to the rules, had a bit of teasing on his domineering and unrestrained face.

Wu Junzhuo was quite frightened. They said that those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black. Could it be that this brother was infected by Sister Qianhan's deceitful temperament, otherwise he could say such a thing?

However, Wu Junzhuo obviously underestimated Lou Yanxiao's face, in fact, he himself has a temperament of being a middle-aged man, but he has always maintained the handsome, elegant and strategizing appearance of the big head of the arms dealer. Now that the daughter-in-law is very playful, he naturally has to cooperate. After all, the daughter-in-law was in a low mood just now, but now she is feeling better and can joke around, so he should be more along with her.

The corner of Wu Junzhuo's mouth twitched, he really didn't know what to use as a thank you gift. The most precious thing in the last days is the food to eat. He reckoned that these two are much better than what he eats, so he thought about what he had there, but he couldn't take out any of them; he said he wanted to protect them, but now It's because he's too strong, and he can handle most of the zombies by himself. On the contrary, he has to be rescued by others, so it's not a thank you gift...

You said that he wants food, strength and strength, and a woman, and next to him is the one who is the best match for him. What else can he give.

Seeing his embarrassing look, Fan Qianhan didn't bother to chat with him, Okay, there is nothing to give as a thank you, so I owe you a favor.

Ah—that's fine. Wu Junzhuo's face didn't change, but he let out a sigh of relief, which can be regarded as solving the problem.

But he was still curious, and looked at Lou Yanxiao with a look of inquisitiveness on his face, What level are you now?

Lou Yanxiao raised his eyebrows, What do you think?

I'm...level five. Wu Junzhuo swallowed his saliva and guessed.

En. Lou Yanxiao nodded, seemingly carelessly.

After getting the exact answer, Wu Junzhuo was really shocked again. Why is it so irritating to compare people to others? He is also a genius after all, and he is well-known in the southern base, but this man is better than him every time, and he dare not show off proudly.