The host of the quick-wear salted fish is the boss's favorite

The three of them exchanged glances and nodded in tacit understanding.

The team members were shocked when they heard this. They didn't expect to hear such a terrible number. They looked at their captain helplessly.

Fu Lingye's eyes were deep and solemn. After thinking for a moment, he said in a deep voice, "You stay here. I'll go over there alone. I have some things to take care of."

The firm commanding tone silenced the team members who were about to say something, and they just looked at him with worry in their eyes.

A large group of 5000 zombies can obviously be very dangerous and terrifying, but they believe that their captain must have his own trump card and self-protection ability, and will not be stupid enough to die.

They know the captain, and no one can change the decision he makes.

At this time, it was the middle of the night and the moonlight was dim.

The bank hall was silent, with only the faint sounds of human breathing intertwined.

The three psychics suddenly opened their eyes, which had been tightly closed, with cunning light flashing in their eyes.

They looked at each other, then silently took out a packet of heavily dosed drugs from their pockets and carefully sprinkled it into the air.

Fu Lingye knew at a glance that these three psychics were not good people, so he was always on guard.

As long as there is any unusual movement, he will immediately become alert and hold his breath.

After a while, those psychics thought their plan had succeeded and smiled triumphantly.

One of the younger brothers whispered proudly: "Brother, the drug was added ten times this time, these people will definitely pass out immediately."

"Yeah, these people are so stupid. It's the end of the world and they still talk about humanity. It's ridiculous to come to the rescue!"

Zhang Hai was obviously their eldest brother, and he gave an alert order: "Okay, let's stop arguing, kill these people quickly and collect supplies!"

"Brother, the two women in this team are pretty and lively, unlike those skinny women in our team. It would be a waste to just kill them."

"Yes, big brother, why not cut the tendons of their hands and feet and recruit them into the team. I haven't touched such a beautiful woman for a long time." The younger brother said with evil thoughts and green light in his eyes.

Chu Shiyu lay on the bed, watching the images played by the system for him, frowning with disgust on his face: What is Fu Lingye doing?

The next moment, countless purple lightning bolts suddenly flashed in the originally dark screen, attacking the three malicious psychics like a spider web.

The three figures didn't even have a chance to resist before they were mercilessly hit by the sudden purple lightning.

In an instant, their bodies were penetrated by the electric current and instantly turned into charred corpses, deader than dead.

"Wow, his lightning abilities are truly awesome! He's indeed the hero of Long Aotian's cool novel!" Chu Shiyu quipped in appreciation.

"Wow, the boss is so handsome~" the system shouted excitedly.

"Host, please come and give me a hug~" Oh, oh, oh, the cat wants to eat candy.

Chu Shiyu rolled his eyes in disdain: "Can you be a little more promising?"

"Host, have you forgotten what your mission is in this world?"

"We are here to capture the male protagonist. This is a love affair at public expense~ So host, go and kiss, hug and lift your husband up high."

"Shut up! Don't you see how strong he is? I would only provoke him if I didn't want to live." Chu Shiyu said angrily.

The man in the picture is sitting by the window with a cold look, looking up at the moon. His figure looks lonely and vicissitudes.

In this life, he has no father or mother, no power or influence, and his fate is tragic. It is time for him to be sad and depressed.

Chu Shiyu felt a slight pain in his heart and looked at the tall and sad silhouette with some heartache.

But in a second, he keenly felt a prying gaze, and his brow was full of black lines: You bastard, I feel sorry for you in vain!

Okay, I'll give you some benefits to comfort you.

The RV is naturally equipped with a bathtub, and the water reserve is enough for them to live here for three days, and even for a month if they are frugal.

This RV is large, spacious and fully equipped, just like a mobile fully furnished house.

Chu Shiyu gave a seductive smile and got out of bed swiftly.

Fade Chen, who was sitting in the passenger seat outside the partition, heard the noise and immediately became alert. He quickly asked, "Master, do you have any instructions?"

"No, don't bother me."

"Yes."

He walked to the innermost bathroom and quickly turned on the faucet. In a short while, the bathtub was filled with water.

Fu Lingye's pupils shrank when he saw this scene, and he couldn't help but sigh: This bastard, he lives such a happy life!

His world seemed incompatible with this shattered apocalypse.

It was full of luxury. Even before the end of the world, not everyone could live as comfortably and happily as he did.

So why on earth would he risk his life to follow behind me?

Is it that you can't let go of yourself?

But it was clearly him who ordered the registration officer to agree to let me take on this task. If he liked it, he should have stopped me!

Wherever those deep eyes looked, there was a breathtaking and extremely enchanting picture.

Like a beautiful rose, it arouses people's imagination.

The beauty stretched out her pink and nimble tongue and licked her lips seductively.

The crystal clear water droplets gently slide across the delicate white collarbone.

The man's eyes turned red as he watched her, and he even wished he could turn into the drops of water on his body and linger on his snow-white skin.

Fuck, this bastard, why was he born so beautiful.

What should I do? I want to run over and kill him right now!

hateful!

The man cursed with gritted teeth, but those burning eyes never moved away from him.

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Chu Shiyu put on her silk pajamas, climbed onto the bed lazily, and covered herself with the quilt obediently.

She whispered tenderly: "Fu Lingye, good night."

That good night sounded like "I love you."

The peeping man's breathing suddenly stopped, his heart trembled, and he wondered if he had read the lip reading wrongly.

The man's heart was beating wildly: Did he just say I love you? Or was he saying good night?

Whatever he just said, he was talking to himself, wasn't he?

At least it proves that he is missing me at this moment.

His throbbing heart made him want to run over and hug him to sleep.

But he was subconsciously refuting and trying to stop her: This is your mortal enemy for two lifetimes, your enemy, are you sure you want to hug a cold-blooded and heartless bastard?

No, no, he loves himself. Everything he did was because he loved himself. He hurt me because he couldn't get what he wanted.

Don't be fooled by his appearance, he has a black heart and may trample you into the mud in the blink of an eye!

No, he just used the wrong way to love. He must care about me very much, otherwise why would he always think about me like this at night.

The two little guys in my head are fighting, wasting time and tearing each other apart madly.

The man who was pulled last closed his eyes with a headache and irritability, and no longer looked at the guy who was sleeping like an angel on the bed.

"Favourability value -420." The system reminded cautiously.

Chu Shiyu closed his eyes, curled up the corners of his lips in pleasure, and cursed softly: Pervert!