Stock up on supplies! Raise zombies! The end of the world is over!

Zhu Ning put his hands on his hips, his expression fierce.

Bagahu bent even lower and repeated, "We are deeply sorry..."

"We will investigate Miss Mina's residence later. Please cooperate, ma'am."

"Are all of you here? City Lord Jiang doesn't seem to be here?"

Bagahu's little eyes sparkled and his tone was full of doubt.

Qin Gang said seriously, "Do we need to disturb the city lord for such a small matter? The city lord is sleeping upstairs."

Baga Hu obviously didn't believe what Qin Gang said. He moved his fingers, and the Japanese psychics behind him forcefully entered each room and began searching.

A few minutes later.

"Except for the master bedroom on the second floor, we searched everywhere else, and found no suspicious people!"

Baga Hu touched his beard. They were making such a loud noise on the first floor, how could the City Lord Jiang still sleep peacefully?

This is unreasonable!

There must be something wrong!

"I'm so sorry, I think I have to ask City Lord Jiang to come out in person."

Baga Hu and his men ignored Zhu Ning and Qin Gang's obstruction and went to the master bedroom on the second floor.

The bedroom door was closed and it was quiet inside, without any sound.

"Break the door for me!"

There was a clang.

The thick door panel was broken.

A dim light was on in the bedroom.

On the big bed in the master bedroom, there are overlapping figures.

Jiang Run's soft black hair spread all over the bed, her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were seductive.

In front of her, the man was naked, revealing his solid and sexy muscles.

Hearing the noise of the door being broken, the man covered the key parts of both men with gauze. His eyes seemed to be filled with coldness and were eerie and terrifying.

Bagahu stood there in a daze as he watched the scene before him.

He made a wrong judgment, Jiang Run was actually in the room.

Even Rong Qingyue is also...

Bagahu's face was full of different colors, and it looked so good.

"Does it look good?"

Rong Qingyue's voice was as cold as frost. He raised his hand and used his supernatural power. In an instant, the Japanese supernatural person who broke in was burned to death.

Baga Hu's face changed slightly. This team of psychics were all at the peak of the fourth level, and they didn't even have a chance to fight back under Rong Qingyue's hands.

"I'm so sorry, Qingyue-sang, sorry City Lord Jiang."

This time, Bagahu's waist was almost bent to his knees. In the middle of winter, he was covered in cold sweat.

"Mr. Sato, tomorrow I should ask Mr. Yamamoto about the art of hospitality."

Sato Kazuharu, also known as Bagahu, heard the meaning of Rong Qingyue's words. His face turned gloomy and he left with heavy steps.

After making sure Sato had gone far away, Jiang Run lifted the quilt and stood up. His upper body was wearing a sling suit and his lower body was wearing a winter coat that he didn't have time to take off.

Zhu Ning stepped forward quickly, "Miss, you scared me to death, are you okay?"

Jiang Run shook his head.

Rong Qingyue put on his clothes and buttoned up his collar tightly, "Let's talk somewhere else."

They came to the tea room on the second floor, and in order to show his sincerity, Rong Qingyue took the lead in sharing a message.

“Those sculptures were all made from living people.”

Rong Qingyue looked out the window at the hazy night, "When the lowest-class Chinese are useless and half dead, they will turn them into living dead."

"The family members were given a small bag of rotten sweet potatoes."

"The living dead are different from the dark corpses. The living dead are not very lethal, but they are very good at tracking down traces."

"If someone breaks in, it will be easy for the living dead to find their location."

"And the dark corpse is made by a mutant with strong attack power. It is a killing machine."

Rong Qingyue had been to that ship three or four times.

I could only reach the third floor at most. If I went any lower, I would have a strong feeling of being watched.

For fear of alerting the enemy, Rong Qingyue only moved around on the upper floors and also gathered a lot of information.

"That ship seems to be an important research site. Yamamoto goes there once a week."

The few of them were chatting about business. Jiang Run put aside her personal grudge with Rong Qingyue for the time being. She took out a recorder and said, "Translate it if you can speak Japanese."

It was a few minutes of conversation. The voices weren't too loud and I could only hear some of the content intermittently.

"It basically means that once the research on number two is successful, you won't have to endure it anymore."

"It seems they also talked about occupying the three northeastern provinces and refining more dark corpses and living dead."

Everyone was silent.

Remain silent about the shameless behavior of the small island nation.

Jiang Run had sufficient reasons to suspect that the number two they were talking about was most likely on the fourth floor of the ship.

Rong Qingyue thought the same thing as her, and said solemnly, "I'll find a chance to explore the fourth floor. Jiang Run, you don't have to go."

He was more familiar with the structure of the ship, and there were dangers lurking everywhere, so he didn't want Jiang Run to put himself in danger.

Jiang Run lowered his eyes, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

"City Master Rong, it's late at night, you should leave. It's really an eyesore staying here."

Zhu Ning told him to leave, but Rong Qingyue didn't say much and stood up to say goodbye.

Jiang Run looked at Rong Qingyue's back and withdrew his gaze in silence.

"Miss, what should we do?"

Jiang Run originally wanted to find out Yamamoto's background before making any plans, but today he alerted the enemy and had to resort to a surprise attack.

She planned to go to the fourth floor of the ship with Rong Qingyue to destroy the so-called experimental subjects.

If he wanted to invade and expand under her nose, he would have to see if Jiang Runtong agreed.

It was eight o'clock the next day, and the sky was just getting light.

The messenger of the daily life came, this time it was not Bagahu, but a thin young man, "Mr. Yamamoto is waiting for you in the reception room."

Jiang Run knew that it was probably related to what happened last night. She comforted Zhu Ning, Qin Gang and others, then followed the messenger out.

Rong Qingyue stood outside the mansion in his blue military uniform, obviously having been waiting for her for a while.

Seeing her come out, a smile appeared on his indifferent face, as if ice and snow had melted, "Arun."

The two of them slept in the same bed last night, so they naturally couldn't let anything slip in front of the messenger today.

Jiang Run calmly put his arm around Rong Qingyue, twisted his waist and said coquettishly, "You are so bad, it's all your fault that I can't get up."

The smile on Rong Qingyue's face deepened, and he leaned down in front of Xiao Rizi.

Without any scruples, she pecked Jiang Run lightly on the mouth, and stopped there, "Be good, I'll come back later and you'll rest in my arms."

The messenger showed an expression of "as expected" on his face.

The expression on Jiang Run's delicate features was a little stiff, and he almost couldn't hold it together.

Husband?

Rong Qingyue is quite addicted to acting.

Kiss her again and kiss her again!

Jiang Run secretly pinched Rong Qingyue's waist hard and twisted it a circle. The bastard was too into it, right?