Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

There was a faint smell of disinfectant in the room.

[Rule [-]: The property management committee will send people to spray and disinfect the room every day. 】

Song Jian: "They actually have the owner's door code."

Xu Ye quickly walked to the refrigerator. Sure enough, the two frozen corpses inside had disappeared. He frowned deeply.

Song Jian: "Could it be thrown away as kitchen waste?"

On the other side, with Xu Ye's consent, Zhou Minghua took out a mask and handed it to the delivery man at the door: "The mask can resist the contamination of ghost stories."

He repeated the information he had just heard, that the supermarket might be safe at night: "The supermarket is very big, you should find a way to sneak in, find a hidden place to hide, and don't come out when it is closed."

The delivery boy made a babbling sound, looking delirious, and he didn't know if he understood it.

Zhou Minghua said it seriously twice more before returning to the room.

……

It was night, the room was brightly lit, and none of them wanted to cook, so they took out some bread from their schoolbags to eat.

Since it is not a serious rule ghost story, there is no theory of teleportation. They made sufficient preparations before entering the community and brought everything they could use to eat and drink with them.

However, after showing off several pieces of bread in a row, I was still hungry all over my body, and my stomach even started to growl in protest.

It's as if you haven't eaten.

Xu Ye pointed to the pile of snacks on the table that he had just bought from the supermarket: "Eat some of this."

After a while, the three of them touched their round bellies and sighed with contentment.

Zhou Minghua: "I was thinking this afternoon, just because of stuttering, I wouldn't go all out to report all the clerks, right? Where is the morality and humanity in that?"

"Now I understand, it turns out that only food sold in supermarkets can satisfy my hunger."

Song Jian: "In the face of absolute hunger, human nature is nothing."

After hiding the remaining snacks and putting the vegetables in the refrigerator, the three of them each chose a room to sleep.

Xu Ye: "Don't think too much, the most important thing is to keep your spirits up."

The two nodded. This is the advantage of following Xu Ye. If they let themselves get into the weird rules, they will definitely not be able to sleep at night.

After staying up in a daze for a few days, I might just collapse.

Now that the dungeon myth of Boss Xu Ye exists, it means that no matter what danger occurs, someone will come out to cover it up, and the sense of security is not insufficient.

At twelve o'clock in the night, several fierce dog barks suddenly came from the room.

Xu Ye rushed to the living room. The source of the sound was Zhou Minghua's bedroom.

Kick open the door.

Next to the bedroom window, the window is open and the curtains are drawn to both sides.

Most of Zhou Minghua's body was hanging outside the window, as if he was about to jump off the stairs, while Song Jian was in the room, hugging Zhou Minghua's feet tightly, with large beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. Quite strenuous.

On the floor, a woman wearing a bikini, with saggy skin and a pale complexion was fighting with a dishdog.

The two of them bit each other, and the woman's long nails scratched blood marks on the vegetable dog's fur.

On the woman's face, a piece of flesh was bitten off, and it was dripping with blood.

The bitten piece of meat was not eaten by the vegetable and was spit out into the corner of the room.

Xu Ye took out the electric saw, and Caigou barked at him twice in anguish, which meant that I was bitten and hurt.

The woman raised her head and did not forget to wink at Xu Ye: "Am I beautiful?"

"Beautiful ass."

That's it, why are people's aesthetics so bad nowadays? Is it because they can't keep up with the trend?

Xu Ye stepped forward to kill the bikini woman with hatred. Then he went to observe Zhou Minghua's condition.

Zhou Minghua, who was forcefully pulled back, looked intoxicated and stretched his arms and legs out the window, as if something extremely tempting was attracting him.