In the apocalypse of natural disaster, I am reborn to stock up and win

"Jiang Xu leaves early and comes home late every day. He has made many enemies in order to hold this so-called market, and he often comes home with injuries all over his body.

I asked him what was wrong, but he didn't tell me. He just reassured me that it was okay.

I don't like this feeling. It makes me feel like a dodder flower. I can only cling to him and absorb his nutrients, but I can't give him anything positive in return.

In fact, it's fine for us to live an ordinary life. He doesn't need to fight for his future every day, and I don't need to be worried at home every day.

He won't have so many enemies, and our lives can go on peacefully. "

It wasn't that Song Jinhe couldn't understand her thoughts, he was just worried that Jiang Xu would have an accident one day.

"But have you ever thought that if Jiang Xu hadn't been so desperate, the two of you would have been killed long ago?"

Wen Qiao was a little puzzled when he heard this. He raised his misty eyes and looked at Song Jinhe: "What do you mean?"

Song Jinhe sighed helplessly: "The end of the world is approaching, who is not working hard to climb up and stockpile supplies?

Do you think that if Jiang Xu didn't create the market, the two of you would be able to live peacefully and live a sweet life?

No, you two will only be coerced and annexed by other more powerful forces, or you may die in your sleep.

In today's world, no one can escape from disputes. If you want to survive, you must fight for it. "

Wen Qiao rubbed his face helplessly: "Even so, I hope he can lead me to fight together.

I'm not useless, and I don't have to rely on him to survive.

I can only count my fingers at home every day waiting for him to come home. I am really afraid that one day I will be waiting for Jiang Xu with missing arms and legs. "

Song Jinhe also knew what she meant. She just didn't want to be a bird kept in captivity by Jiang Xu, and wanted to fly outside to see the broader sky.

"Then just tell him clearly that you want to go out with him, wouldn't it?"

"I mentioned it to him many times, and he always said that he had many enemies and was afraid that I would be caught and used as a bargaining chip to blackmail him."

"Then you become stronger so that others can't kidnap you easily. This will make Jiang Xu feel at ease.

You are so helpless now, do you really think that the fruit knife on your waist can snatch your life from others? "

Song Jinhe spoke without mercy. She just wanted to solve the problem and get some benefits from Jiang Xu. As for the little princess's unhappy mood, Jiang Xu had to be coaxed.

She doesn't like to write fairy tales for others in the apocalypse. Some people can only grow if they really experience pain.

Wen Qiao blinked excitedly after listening to Song Jinhe's words: "Can you teach me?

Jiang Xu told me that you are very powerful. You are the boss behind Building 3. Can you teach me to become as powerful as you? "

Song Jinhe stretched out a finger to touch her dirty face, which was getting closer: "You can go to Jiang Xu to teach you. He can single-handedly lead you out of the apocalypse. He is not a simple person."

Wen Qiao wrinkled his nose slightly and patted the dried dirt off his body: "Okay, but you are indeed very powerful. From today on, you are my idol."

Song Jinhe did not respond to her words, but just lifted the person up from the ground.

"Are you feeling better now? Can you discuss things normally with Jiang Xu?"

Wen Qiao nodded aggrievedly and slowly followed Song Jinhe's footsteps to the door of another room.

At this moment, the two men had finished chatting. Perhaps after hearing the footsteps in front of the door, Jiang Xu stepped forward and opened the door. Looking at Wen Qiao, whose eyes were red, he pulled him into his arms with distress.

"I was wrong, Xiaoqiao, I should have given you freedom, and I shouldn't have tied you up at home every day.

From now on, I will take you with me when I go on missions. I will teach you what you want to learn and experience. Will you come home with me? I don't want to break up. "

He bent down and held Wen Qiao in his arms, and carefully helped her take care of her long hair that was stained with mud.

"I can go back with you, but everything depends on your performance."

Wen Qiao still refused to give in, and just snorted softly, but no longer resisted Jiang Xu's approach.

Song Jinhe leaned against the door frame and snapped his fingers in dismay at the perfect ending.

"You two have reconciled, but my plans for today were disrupted by you.

Would you like to give me something to comfort me? "

Wen Qiao scratched his head in embarrassment, but Jiang Xu had no objection.

"What do you want? Water? Or food?"

He was able to coax Wen Qiao back so quickly because of Song Jinhe's push, so it was right to give her some benefits.

"I don't need water or food. I want the gun in your hand."

Jiang Xu was not surprised when he heard this. After all, how could supplies be as popular as hot weapons? Smart people never choose superficial things.

He nodded slightly: "No problem, I will send someone to deliver it to you when I get back."

Song Jinhe was naturally not afraid that he would regret it. After all, she was not a vegetarian. Then she went downstairs with Cheng Qianhuai to send the two giant Buddhas away.

Seeing their figures disappear into the darkness, Song Jinhe clapped his hands with satisfaction.

Profit again.

She does have pistols and grenades in her space, but who could object to a wide variety of thermal weapons?

The gun in Jiang Xu's hand seemed to have been slightly adjusted, and its lethality was much higher than the most ordinary pistol in her hand.

Song Jinhe was very satisfied with this transaction. It was just a waste of money, but the return was higher than expected.

After returning to 1802, Cheng Qianhuai rubbed Ling Dang's furry little head and laughed out loud after thinking of something.

Song Jinhe sat on the sofa and put on a facial mask. Seeing his expression, he asked with some confusion: "What's wrong?"

"I just feel that the two of them are a bit disgraceful. It's pointless to open up the matter between the two of them to others."

"I agree."

After Song Jinhe finished speaking, he was a little curious: "What did you and Jiang Xu say in the room at that time?"

Cheng Qianhuai held Lingdang in his arms and gently rubbed its soft belly: "I didn't expect that Sister Song still likes these gossips?"

A pillow was slammed into his face. He didn't dare to continue being immoral, so he had to tell what happened just now.

Jiang Xu came here as soon as he found out that Wen Qiao was missing, and complained bitterly to Cheng Qianhuai in 1602's room.

Although he didn't mention any dissatisfaction with Wen Qiao, the fear in his eyes didn't seem to be fake.

"Jiang Xu does pay enough attention to Wen Qiao. This guy is also an arrogant person, but who would have thought that one thing would bring down another."

The two of them were about to continue talking about this topic, but they never thought that the safety door would be knocked again.

Song Jinhe stepped forward and opened the door. Standing outside the door was Wang Xingsheng.

"Xiao Song, a group of people came outside our building. They said they were ordered by Jiang Xu to deliver something to you. Is that true?"