apocalyptic cave life

After entering the hotel room, Zhang Shu first asked for Baiyao, iodine, etc., and later heard that Zeng Mao said there was a doctor, so he gave up his idea of ​​bandaging Yunjiu's fingers and asked the doctor to see him. Then he wiped Yunjiu's face, feet, After changing clothes and tucking into the hot blanket, I remembered Jiayong who had been stuck in the room.

Seeing that Zhang Shu finally noticed the extra "person" in the room, Zeng Mao hurriedly took the opportunity to ask, "Who is this?"

Zhang Shu said: "Jiayong, a monster."

"..." The chief of staff was not calm anymore, as if he really wanted to draw a gun.

Zhang Shu said next: "I don't know how the monster sleeps, you arrange a room for him, he is ordered to protect Yunjiu, and he cannot leave Yunjiu's side."

Zeng Mao moved his lips a few times, and finally decided to do what Zhang Shu said - he has done countless things, but he has never done anything about monsters!

It seems that you need to be mentally prepared to work with Zhang Shu, and learn to deal with demons in the future!

Zeng Mao decided to take Jiayong to the next room in person, and took the opportunity to ask about the monster, such as: How is your age calculated?Are there any special precautions and taboos and other issues.

Someone in front opened the door to make room, and Jiayong walked in with his hands in his trouser pockets, like an ignorant bastard.

Zeng Mao didn't intend to follow, and stood outside the door and asked, "Are you Zhang Shu's friend?"

Jiayong: "Oh", I don't know what it means.

Zeng Mao wondered if his attitude was not good enough, so Jiayong replied in this way, and then changed his tone: "I have no other intentions, you want to protect Yunjiu, and I will work for Yunjiu and Zhang Shu, you are the bodyguard, I It's an assistant, we must at least get to know each other, my name is Zeng Mao."

"Oh!"

……

Saying that he didn't want to talk to Zeng Mao, Jiayong didn't close the door after he entered. He just looked around in the room, and Zeng Mao said mockingly, "Your name is Jiayong, Zhang Shu told me..."

Turning around, he wanted to leave with the servant, but Jiayong suddenly said something, Zeng Mao thought he heard it wrong, stood still, and looked sideways into the room: "You said you were hungry?"

Jiayong didn't know where to go, and he couldn't see anyone. Zeng Mao hesitated for two seconds, and decided to go in and have a look - those two people were just asking questions, so it's better to do everything he can, so as not to delay them .

As soon as he walked in, a gust of wind rushed over, and Zeng Mao was thrown to the floor. Jiayong stared at him with a ferocious face, leaned closer and said, "I said I was hungry, did you come in to make food for me?"

Zeng Mao was hit on the shoulder, frowned in pain, his eyes slanted: "I'm not interested in making food, please get up—"

With a crisp "click", the safety of the pistol pointed at Jiayong's temple was released.

Jiayong didn't take human weapons seriously at all. He had seen a lot of things like pistols, even if he fired hundreds of shots at him, he would be fine. Inexplicably obedient to obey orders, Jiayong needs to vent his anger.

The people below just ate it. Since the cultivator next door is not vigilant, why is he being polite?

He opened his mouth and was about to bite down, when a dangerous omen suddenly appeared, Jiayong hurriedly hugged and rolled to the side, but it was still too late.

Hearing a "bang", one wall of the room was blasted into powder by the "bullets"!Half of the bed was gone, cotton lint was flying all over the sky, and Jiayong's face was burning with pain.

Jiayong turned his head to look at Zeng Mao. Zeng Mao was half kneeling on the ground, pointing a pistol at him.

What pistol is so powerful! ?

The scales on Jiayong's arm surfaced faintly under the fury, his tongue faltered, his eyes fixed on the gun in Zeng Mao's hand, but he couldn't see anything different from other guns.

Yunjiu's hands and feet are on the clip and the handle of the gun, Zeng Mao is holding it, how can you tell?

"Little mortal..." How dare you hurt him! ?

Zeng Mao didn't look scared at all, and snorted coldly: "Cannibalism? It doesn't matter who cooks the meat on the plate."

Jiayong smirked: "The tone is not small! I will eat you!!"

"Who do you want to eat?"

Following this question, a blue light appeared in front of Jiayong's nose soundlessly, and the appearance of a flying sword faintly appeared in the blue light, surrounded by countless lightning bolts.

The arrogant Jiayong was immediately discouraged.

The shot just now was Zeng Mao’s first shot outside of the test, and a wall disappeared. Even if it wasn’t as loud as the sound of a grenade exploding, the movement was loud enough, especially since the incident occurred upstairs in the officer’s dormitory. Everyone inside and outside the building was alarmed.

Zhang Shu, who took off his coat and was about to go into the bathroom to take a bath, naturally also noticed it, and broke out in a cold sweat secretly—fortunately, Zeng Mao was able to protect himself, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Seeing Zhang Shu standing outside the door in a thin shirt, Zeng Mao put away the gun without saying a word, and said to Zhao Hongchun who came from the service desk, "It's all right."

Zhang Shu walked in, followed by Zhao Hongchun. The two of them came in and saw that half of Jiayong's head had been blown up, half of his hair had been burnt, and half of his face was black and red with several bloody cuts. .

A spiritual attack with almost no distance, even if he has a thick skin, he can't handle it, it looks very gratifying.

But Jiayong's expression was extremely arrogant, which really gave Zhang Shu a headache: Can this guy return to Qixuan?

With Jiayong's appearance, he obviously knew that Zhang Shu was in a dilemma, so he was even more triumphant.

Unexpectedly, a milk doll screamed: "Wow!!!!"

Zhang Shu frowned, Zeng Mao and Zhao Hongchun looked at each other, took a few steps away from Jiayong, followed by a thunderbolt, regardless of color, size, and thickness, coming down from the clouds in the sky, facing Yang Yang The triumphant Jiayong slashed wildly——

There is a child who has a bad temper. He has to go to bed at the right time, and even gets angry when he is woken up.

……

Jiayong asked for it, she couldn't sleep in the hotel room, so she was driven to the garage by Yunjiu.

As tall as a van, with a body that is ten meters long including the tail, it was squeezed into a pile of military vehicles of all kinds and fought all night.

The soldiers who are resting after each shift are not busy getting into the cafeteria to get under the covers, the first thing they do is to rush to the garage door to watch the pangolin.

"Is it nuclear radiation?"

"Do you think it is smuggled from Japan? Have some common sense! Pangolins can't swim!"

"Come from Russia... Do you remember, Chernobyl..."

"Didn't it mean that the ecology there has been restored?"

"Maybe it's really nuclear radiation..."

Amidst the whispers, a bright voice suddenly added: "I am a demon! Get out!!!"

Someone laughed: "Who the hell is so stupid!"

"Demon? Hahaha, I've read too many novels! No..."

……

"Wow ah ah ah ah!!!!"

The crowd of onlookers scattered in all directions, Jiayong "slammed" his head on his short forelimbs, and sighed deeply: Human!Damn people! ! !

If it wasn't for winter, his cultivation base would be greatly reduced, and he would definitely look good to these people! !

As soon as Zhang Shu opened the door, Zhao Hongchun was already standing outside, and he bumped his heels as soon as he saw him saying hello.

Zhang Shu hurriedly closed the door, Yunjiu didn't sleep well last night, she usually doesn't get up at night, but she got up to go to the bathroom once, and now she still hasn't woken up.

"what's up?"

Zhao Hongchun smiled innocently: "Breakfast is ready, according to the boss's order, egg custard, bread and milk, shall we deliver it now?"

Zhang Shu shook his head: "Yunjiu hasn't woken up yet, help me ask where Li Tou is, I'll go find him."

Zhao Hongchun said: "I'll call them. The boss might as well go to the restaurant and wait while eating. The chief of staff has arranged for them to live elsewhere. You can't find them."

"Okay," Zhang Shu was a little surprised, "I remember Zhou Cun called me the boss just now, why did you call me too?"

Zhao Hongchun replied honestly: "After the eighth platoon leader came back, he talked with us all night, so that we all yelled after him. If you don't like it, I will change it."

"... Forget it, it's up to you, please call Li Tou, I'll wait for him in the restaurant downstairs."

"Yes!"

There was another loud sound, and with a touch of his heels, Zhao Hongchun trotted away.

Zhang Shu stood at the door for a while. It didn't take long. He seemed to be getting used to other people's attitudes. I don't know if it's good or not. You can't ask Yunjiu this kind of question, and you will be despised. Instead, you can ask Zhang Juan when you go back to the cave. , have been out for several days, I don't know how they are in the hole?

This winter seems to never end, and there are snowflakes outside the window at the end of the corridor.

When Zhang Shu arrived at the restaurant, all the officers who were dining in the restaurant stood up, almost scaring him away. After calming down, he pretended to go in calmly and found a corner seat to sit down.

Fortunately, as soon as he sat down, the people around him did what they should do, and there was no situation that made him feel difficult to deal with.

What is the difference between the canteen in the military camp and the one in the school? Zhang Shu couldn’t figure out whether he should serve it himself or wait for someone to come over like a high-end restaurant. He hadn’t felt hungry for several days, so he simply sat there, eating or not. It doesn't matter if you eat, just stare at the glass covered with fog: If it really keeps getting cold, even the fuel and energy in the tenth district may not be able to sustain the consumption, turn around and ask Yunjiu, Yunjiu There are many ideas, and there may be ways to heat it in other ways.

Someone brought a plate of things lightly and put it on the table in front of him. He turned around and saw a soldier with "worship" written all over his face. When he met his eyes, he blushed several times shyer than him. Pushing a cup of fruit tea to his hand: "In the greenhouse, add some vitamins, you, you eat."

After stammering, he turned his head and hid in the kitchen. It turned out to be the chef, no wonder he was wearing an apron.

Zhang Shu guessed the age of this little soldier, probably not older than him, picked up the cup and took a sip, it was sour, lemon tea, with fruit pieces, and added sugar. It seems to be good for people to care so much, Zhang Shu couldn't help laughing.

When Li Tou and a few of his men walked into the restaurant, they happened to see Zhang Shu sitting by the cold window alone, and the others were sitting in the inner places—K City is a southern city, there is no heating in the city, and the glass windows There is only one layer.In such a cold and harsh environment, Zhang Shu showed a very satisfied smile, which was strange but also very warm.