I'm in love with the reborn doomsday boss

Yuan Xingche's hometown is in the Central Plains area. His parents were both policemen. They died in the line of duty. They left him a house with two bedrooms and one living room. It was not too big or too small. Yuan Xingche converted one of them into a gym, and it was quite comfortable to live in.

It's just that Yuan Xingche usually lives in a house in the capital, so less people come here.

When he walked out of the airport, Yuan Xingche was still in a daze. He is 25 years old, and it is rare for him to slap his head like this and leave immediately.

Or being led away by a child...

"Let's go." Song Miluo led the way.

Song Miluo was familiar with the home and the way, it was almost Yuan Xingche's home that he led Yuan Xingche back to.

Yuan Xingche's family has never been mixed with work, and few people know that his hometown is here.

"In your last life, you had a severe fever, so you decided to go back to your hometown to recuperate."

Song Miluo took out a key from under the shoe cabinet at the door of his house, and opened the door.

The room was clean.

Song Miluo went straight to the kitchen, opened the cabinet, and there was a musty smell from the cabinet.

There was only one plate in the cabinet, and there were a few fruits on the plate. Most of them were rotten. There was only one apple, which was bright red on the mold-covered plate.

This plate of fruit was bought by him more than half a month ago, and it is now summer, so there is absolutely no reason why it will not rot.

More importantly, Yuan Xingche remembered that he bought yellow apples...

The room was too quiet, Yuan Xingche turned on the TV, and the news channel was still discussing the meteorite that fell on the earth half a month ago.

Song Miluo turned on the faucet and washed the fruit, "Eat it."

An apple here is as red as a poisoned apple in a fairy tale that elementary school students only read...

So weird.

But there are indeed too many strange things he encountered

"Aren't you kidding me, what kind of synthetic preservative additive is this, you let me eat it?" Yuan Xingche's face was full of resistance.

"But you ate it in your last life, the most urgent thing is to let you survive, or do you want to become a zombie." Song Miluo said, making a funny expression with his mouth crooked and his eyes slanting.

Song Miluo once told Yuan Xingche himself that a few days later, the virus broke out and human society was paralyzed. When the water and electricity were cut off, he had a fever and was thirsty as if he was about to burn. up.

Anyway, Song Miluo washed him up.

Song Miluo looked back and forth, it was very clean.

"You must eat, and catch up on sleep after eating." Song Miluo pushed him and said.

It's not some kind of arsenic, poison, or medicine. Yuan Xingche can finish eating a small apple in three or two bites.

"Go to sleep." Song Miluo pushed him on the bed.

Yuan Xingche lay down and grabbed Song Miluo's wrist, his heart suddenly turned around.

"You said that you are the largest fruit wholesaler in the black market, and what you wholesale is not this kind of fruit that will not rot, right?"

"That's right." Song Miluo said.

"what's it for."

Yuan Xingche got into the role very much. He thought that when he was the emperor of the last days, but he failed to protect Song Miluo, how could Song Miluo wholesale a fruit, so he would go against the sky and punish everyone?

Unless... pregnant with the crime.

Song Miluo's brows were cold, and he said: "Eat the mutated fruit, you can be immune to the zombie virus once, and awaken the ability."

Yuan Xingche has never experienced the end of the world, but he has seen a zombie movie after all. He asked, "Is there a lot of this kind of fruit?"

"Extremely rare, so rare that I am the only one who has surplus goods in the last days." Song Miluo was obviously very proud when talking about his old business.

"The survivors of the end of the world will depend on us to live."

"You're talking like we are the future villains." Yuan Xingche smiled.

He didn't ask Song Miluo where he got the mutated fruit. Song Miluo said that eating the fruit would give him supernatural powers, and his supernatural power was the branch of peach blossom that bloomed instantly.

How long does it take to use the ability to make the peach blossom bloom and bear fruit?Are those peach fruits just mutated fruits, or like this plate of fruits, one out of seven is mutated, if Song Miluo owns an orchard.

Among the millions of fruits, how many are mutant fruits?

Yuan Xingche didn't think about it, he was sleepy and just wanted to have a good sleep.

There was only one bed in this room. After Yuan Xingche lay down, he felt drowsy, and soon sank into a dream like the bottom of a black lake.

When he woke up, the sky was bright outside the window, and there were strange noises from upstairs and downstairs. He didn't know how long he had slept, but his arms felt a little numb, because someone was pressing him down.

Song Miluo's head rested on his arm, and the top of her black hair fell into Yuan Xingche's palm, the hair was soft.

When he was asleep, his eyebrows and eyes were more peaceful and peaceful than when he looked at him with a full smile.

Yuan Xingche didn't want to move anymore, but Song Miluo moved. Yuan Xingche felt a smooth thigh push into between his legs, and that leg even wanted to push up. Yuan Xingche originally wanted to stop it, but when he saw Song Miluo wearing a The clothes he wore turned out to be his own shirt, and his blood was a little hot.

The child who blushed when he heard that he opened the room was now using the "boyfriend shirt" routine to seduce him.

Absolute seduction, yesterday's sexy tank top and hot pants, today's boyfriend shirt.

Throwing himself into the arms like this, but Yuan Xingche took the initiative a little bit, and Song Miluo was full of shyness.

Color, desire and purity coexist.

How did the Yuan Xingche whom Song Miluo met manage to restrain him from possessing him and violating him?

Song Miluo poked his head towards Yuan Xingche's neck again, and his breath was deep in Yuan Xingche's neck, with a warm itching.

The two were too close, Yuan Xingche heard Song Miluo's pulse, Song Miluo's pulse was so fast that he was awake at all.

"Huh—" Yuan Xingche deliberately imitated him and blew deep into his neck.

Song Miluo Liyu, who was pretending to be asleep, got up from Yuan Xingche's body stiffly.

"Why, keep coming." Yuan Xingche said provocatively, isn't it just to seduce each other, tease each other, compete endurance, Yuan Xingche will be afraid of Song Miluo?

"I'm not coming." Song Miluo turned his back to Yuan Xingche. The shirt he was wearing was secretly taken from Yuan Xingche's closet after taking a shower yesterday. Although it was not small, it could barely cover his buttocks. He took a step forward. Walking forward, the shirt moved, and Yuan Xingche could see his sensual ass being stretched out by his underwear.

I didn't expect the little things to be quite good.

"Your fever is gone. There is food I bought on the table. After you finish eating, pack up and we are going to go out." Song Miluo said, took off the shirt, and took a long-sleeved shirt from one side. Jacket and trousers, Yuan Xingche didn't shy away from changing clothes at all.

When he wrapped himself tightly again, he said: "You also find some long-sleeved clothes to wear, so as to avoid accidentally being scratched by zombies."

"Okay, wait for me to take a shower." Yuan Xingche said.

"No need, the whole city has no water. If you want to take a bath, you have to wait at least a month or two. Some city-states will restore the water supply on their own, or find a person with water abilities to use their water for bathing." Song Miluo said.

Yuan Xingche had already turned on the faucet, but a wisp of water sporadically flowed out of the faucet, and then turned into dripping water.

"Didn't you say that it will be three days later... I slept for three days!" Yuan Xingche was startled.

"What kind of supernatural power am I?" Yuan Xingche said again.

"The most unique ability." Song Miluo smiled, but did not say clearly.

Yuan Xingche felt that he was perfunctory.

"Is it great?" Yuan Xingche asked again.

"China's number one master, you can't do more than ten tricks under your hands." Song Miluo praised.

After Yuan Xingche changed his clothes, he found his cell phone while eating, and found that the cell phone had been turned off, so he could only connect it to a mobile power bank.

After turning it on, he saw that there were many missed calls on the phone, and there were so many messages that the phone was stuck.

Zang Hongai, the skinny guy in the team, seemed to have a lot of information.

There is also a notice on Yuan Xingche's satellite number, which is to let Yuan Xingche take charge of protecting a very important person in China, but he is sleeping during this period.

Yuan Xingche wanted to use his private number to contact the fat man and the thin man, but found that the signal bar on the phone was empty.

The satellite number was able to get through, but after getting through, no one responded...

"You don't have to worry so much, your life is the most important thing." Song Miluo comforted.

If he didn't eat that fruit and fell asleep for three days, Yuan Xingche might have died.

"Aren't you worried about your parents?" Yuan Xingche asked. On the eve of the end of the world, Song Miluo stayed by his side instead of trying to save his parents.

Song Miluo said: "My mother died when I was three years old. My father found me a stepmother not long after. If there is a stepmother, there is a stepfather. A year ago, my father died in a car accident. Leave my stepmother and her 17-year-old daughter."

"In my last life, I escaped from the city with them. At that time, I was an ordinary survivor. We joined a fortress of survivors. The boss of the fortress sent me out to play with a powerful person in order to curry favor with a powerful person. I I planned to run away, but was betrayed by my stepmother and that younger sister."

"Guess what happened afterwards." Song Miluo blinked, clever and mischievous, even interesting and charming.

"I don't guess." Yuan Xingche didn't want to see him tearing his wound hard. His stepmother and stepsister, as his relatives, betrayed him when he was stuck in the mud and struggling to survive. This would never be a happy experience. Yuan Xingche said, "I Go grab your weapon and go out."

Yuan Xingche pushed open the door of the gym. There was a secret compartment in the gym cabinet. After the cabinet was turned upside down, there was an AK47 rifle and a Smith & Wesson M19 revolver hidden in the secret compartment.

"Is there a silencer?" Song Miluo asked.

"Yes." Yuan Xingche dug out various accessories from the hidden compartment below.

"Going out now, there should be zombies all over the place. Zombies have no vision. They are only attracted by sound. The gunfire is too loud. If you fire a shot, we will be surrounded by zombies in a short while." Song Miluo said.

Yuan Xingche installed the silencer, handed the Smith & Wesson M19 to Song Miluo, and gave him a pack of Magnum bullets.

He carried the AK47 and a box of bullets on his back, ready to go out together.

Opening the door, Yuan Xingche heard a thumping sound coming from the room next door to his house, as if someone was banging on the door crazily inside.

"You should have seen zombies more and more. Do you want to see the zombies on the first day of the last days." Song Miluo said, his voice echoed in the corridor, and the sound of banging on the door became louder and louder.

"Okay."

Yuan Xingche hit the keyhole with a single shot. There was no lock, and the door slammed open. There was a rancid smell coming from the room. A female zombie in pajamas walked out with deformed limbs. Its face was blue and gray, and pus was leaking from its orifices. The skin on the arm rotted and stinks.

Its mouth was wide open, and the gaps between the teeth were filled with scarlet flesh.

It wobbled and wanted to pounce on Yuan Xingche, but Yuan Xingche shot again, hitting her on the head, the head exploded, the shattered skull stuck on the wooden door, and her brains were all over the wall.

Yuan Xingche has seen the movie, the zombie's head is their key.

Sure enough, the woman fell to the ground, motionless.

Yuan Xingche knew this woman, she was a single mother, Yuan Xingche looked into her room, the room was full of plasma, and the son, whom women love so much, was lying on the ground in a broken body.

Yuan Xingche was caught in this cruel scene and couldn't bear to look directly at it. The door was suddenly closed, and Song Miluo stood in front of it.

"Go down." Song Miluo said, "Downstairs is a hell deeper than here."