Apocalyptic home raises the demon god

Zheng Ningyuan's space is not big, it's about a hundred square meters, and it's not as big as a quarter of his underground warehouse, but in the last days, this is definitely an existence that defies the sky. If you have space, as long as you are prepared, you don't need food and water. Worrying, the rope tied around his neck was missing.

Zheng Ningyuan picked up his phone to check the date, June [-], one month before the end of the world.

After calculating all his family property and warehouse inventory, Zheng Ningyuan found that he was really lucky. A batch of goods had just arrived in the warehouse, which was full of daily necessities and food, and the balance on the card was more than 50. The layout of the apartment is good, and it can be mortgaged for a million or so. He has always had a good reputation in business. Millions?The money is not much, but it is still possible to find a few guns from Heizi.

Heizi is a friend of the underworld. He smuggles guns and sells drugs with his boss and does all kinds of evil, but he is very loyal. Zheng Ningyuan is sometimes enthusiastic. He sent the man to the hospital, paid the medical bills but didn't leave a name, and after a few months was recognized by someone on the street, Zheng Ningyuan knew that he, an ordinary citizen, had actually saved a remarkable guy.

Fortunately, Heizi is righteous and forthright, and he is very fond of Zheng Ningyuan's temper. After getting acquainted, Zheng Ningyuan asked him to get a few guns. This is what Zheng Ningyuan likes. Inferior roots, like to collect guns and knives.

Just as he was thinking, the phone rang, and when he picked it up, it was Shunzi.

Shunzi is his buddy, the distant nephew of Aunt Zhang downstairs, who lives in the countryside, dropped out of high school, and came to the city to work.

"Boss, are you coming today?" Shunzi asked, it was past eight o'clock, and the door was about to close.

"In the past, wait for me for a while, I will go there now." Zheng Ningyuan picked up his coat and wanted to go to the warehouse to take stock again. If there is still a month to end, he will change his business strategy.

Moreover, his warehouse is electronically controlled. In the end of the world, there will be a power outage. He should change the door. Thinking of Song Jin, that bastard, Zheng Ningyuan gritted his teeth, with a grim expression on his face. Why did he trust him so much back then.

"Ningyuan Supermarket" is located at the entrance of the community, facing the street. He lives in the community, not far away, less than 100 meters away.

Zheng Ningyuan soon arrived at the supermarket, it was already dark, his supermarket always closes around nine o'clock, Shunzi was waiting for him at the door, the young man was very young, 1.8 meters tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he was also a handsome guy.

"Thank you Shunzi, you go back first, I'll take stock of the goods and go back by myself later." Zheng Ningyuan patted Shunzi on the shoulder and told him to go back first.

"Okay Brother Yuan, then I'll go back first, and you should be careful alone." Shunzi responded, turned around and left, he lived in Aunt Zhang's house, the old man went to bed early, and would wake the old man up if he went back late, Shunzi knew this The aunt in the distance saved a lot of rent by letting me live at home, so I am very grateful, and she is also very filial on weekdays.

"Well, it's okay." Zheng Ningyuan closed the store door, pulled down the shutter door, told others that the door was closed, and then walked through the supermarket to the warehouse.

When Zheng Ningyuan first rented this shop, it was this super-large underground warehouse that Zheng Ningyuan took a fancy to. It has a large space and is cool, and there is no need to cool down to store the goods.

After taking inventory of the goods and trying the space, it was indeed able to store things. Zheng Ningyuan stuffed some fresh fruit into it, and planned to see if the space can keep fresh in a few days. The space written in the novel is omnipotent, and what to put in it will be hot After a few months, the food still looks like it’s just out of the pot, and there is spring water in the space that can cure all diseases, all kinds of magic!

But his space is very strange, the space wall is light blue, crystal clear, soft and cool to the touch, like a hard colloid, Zheng Ningyuan feels that the distance from the space described in the novel is a little bit different, let's start Give it a try and rest assured.

After noting the size of the warehouse door, Zheng Ningyuan plans to call a decoration company to replace the door tomorrow, so it needs to be made stronger.

After leaving the warehouse, although the door will be changed tomorrow, he still changed the password. Song Jin, thinking of these two words, he feels sick now.

When I left the supermarket, it was almost ten o'clock.

There are fewer pedestrians on the street, and the location of this community is a bit remote, away from schools and commercial streets, so although it is summer, there are basically no people around after ten o'clock in the evening.

The night wind blows, and the camphor trees on both sides of the street rustle, sending wisps of cool fragrance.

Zheng Ningyuan took a deep breath, feeling that the boredom in his heart had eased a lot. Anyway, Bai Jian's life should be lived clearly.

Just as I was thinking, the phone rang, and it was Zhuang Yi.

Zheng Ningyuan hesitated for a second, his expression was a bit complicated, but he still picked it up.

"Ayuan, where are you?" Zhuang Yi's deep voice sounded, and he couldn't hear his emotions.

"Well, it's okay, I'm ready to go home." He never thought about Zhuang Yi's feelings for him, and also, all these years, he only saw that bastard Song Jin in his eyes, who else could he see.

"Ayuan...are you okay? Well, I'll pick you up and have a drink with brother." Zhuang Yi's tone was filled with worry.

Zheng Ningyuan was taken aback: "I'm really fine, what's wrong?"

Zhuang Yi was taken aback by his relaxed tone, and was even more worried, so he hurriedly said, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"No..." Zheng Ningyuan replied subconsciously.

"That's it, wait at the gate of your community, I'll be there in 10 minutes." Zhuang Yi hung up the phone resolutely.

Zheng Ningyuan stared at the phone, a little puzzled.

In fact, he doesn't want to see Zhuang Yi now. Zhuang Yi is a good friend and close friend who has helped him a lot over the years, but he clearly understands that he doesn't have that kind of feeling for Zhuang Yi, and he won't have it in the future.

He can repay the friendship, but if the friendship changes, he will be in trouble.

Just when I wanted to call and refuse, I thought about this damn end of the world. One month later, the world will become a hell. It’s not a matter of whether I can survive. What’s more, I’m reborn and know more. If I can’t pay him back, I can keep him. My life is also good.Thinking of this, Zheng Ningyuan put down his phone.

Not long after, the black Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of him, the windows were rolled down, Zhuang Yi was dressed in casual clothes, elegant and handsome: "Get in the car."

Zheng Ningyuan smiled, opened the car door and sat up: "Where are you going? Let me tell you first, I don't have any money, Mr. Zhuang treats me."

Zhuang Yi didn't smile, but took a closer look at him, and found that his smile was relaxed and sincere, without a trace of reluctance, and his heart was relieved, so he smiled and said: "Okay, okay, I invite you, drunk, I remember you like it." Eat the fire-burning shrimp there."

The car drew a smooth arc and drove into the continuous flow of traffic.

Zheng Ningyuan was startled, and his smile faded away. He didn't expect that he could even remember these small details. The more he was like this, the more bored he felt.

However, Zhuang Yi had already thought of going to other places. He endured it and asked, "Is it true that you have no money? You really... lent the money to Song Jin?"

Zheng Ningyuan looked at him in surprise, not knowing why he said that.

Seeing Zheng Ningyuan stunned, Zhuang Yi thought he had hit the mark, his face immediately sank, and he cursed viciously: "Fuck!"

Then he said unwillingly: "Song Jin is too much, she can do this kind of thing, and you too, what are you doing to accommodate him..." Before she finished speaking, she thought of something, and then she stopped.

Only then did Zheng Ningyuan remember what Zhuang Yi was talking about.

June NO.20, just two days before this, Song Jin cared about him borrowing money. It was no big deal to borrow money. Song Jin often did this kind of thing, and almost regarded Zheng Ningyuan as his free small treasury. Zheng Ningyuan told Song Jin, never learned to say no.

Only this time, Song Jin embezzled the money on the company's books for investment. He didn't tell anyone about it. He wanted to make a fortune and then paid it back quietly. Come to think of it, more than 100 million loopholes, how can you let it go.

So Song Jin borrowed money everywhere, but 100 million yuan is not a small amount. Anyone who knows him knows what kind of guy Song Jin is. Even the down payment of the house was advanced by Zheng Ningyuan. Drift, so no one wants to stretch out a hand.

In the previous life, Zheng Ningyuan was tortured so hard by Song Jin that he mortgaged his house to pay off his debts, and then bought a ticket to go to Tibet to relax. Only then did he encounter a zombie outbreak on the train.

At this time, Song Jin had just begged Zheng Ningyuan, and Zheng Ningyuan was trying to raise money.

When Zhuang Yi heard Zheng Ningyuan said he had no money, his first reaction was that Zheng Ningyuan had already lent the money to Song Jin.

"No, brother Zhuang, how can I lend him so much money. I can't help you this time." At the end of the speech, there was a trace of determination in his voice.

"You said it yourself, don't be soft-hearted when the time comes." Zhuang Yi didn't believe him, and Zheng Ningyuan couldn't harden his heart towards Song Jin, he could see this very clearly.

"En." Zheng Ningyuan nodded slightly.

So Zhuang Yi cheered up and ordered wine.

Zheng Ningyuan got up late the next day. When he was woken up by the ringtone of the mobile phone, he hadn't woken up yet, closed his eyes and slid the phone away, and said with deep sleepiness: "Hello." The voice was a little lazy and hoarse .

"Ayuan, what's the matter with you?" Song Jin's exasperated voice sounded, full of dissatisfaction and accusation.

Zheng Ningyuan suddenly lost all sleepiness, his fingers holding the phone were so hard that his knuckles turned white, but he didn't put down the phone, and still listened quietly.

"Didn't you agree to send me the money yesterday? I checked several times today, but I still can't find it. Hurry up, I will go to jail if the money is not paid! A Yuan, A Yuan? Are you still there?" ?”

Zheng Ningyuan felt extremely uncomfortable, who am I to you? I want to help you pay back the money?Why don't you use your brain before doing such a thing?Resisting the curse, I heard the word "prison meal" and my heart moved.

He said calmly: "I have no money." He didn't even think that he could be so calm.

"No money? How can you have no money? You have a supermarket, you can mortgage it, and you have a house..."

Zheng Ningyuan sneered: "You also have a house, why don't you mortgage it?"

"I haven't paid off my mortgage yet, let's talk about where will I live if I mortgage it, Ah Yuan, brother Yuan, you can't help me..."

Zheng Ningyuan's voice was so cold that it could freeze into ice: "Speaking of the mortgage, Song Jin, I paid the down payment for your house. When will you pay me back? I'm in a hurry to use it."

Song Jin was dumbfounded, and Zheng Ningyuan actually asked him to pay back the money!

how can that be!

Before he could figure out what was going on, Zheng Ningyuan had already hung up the phone and blocked Song Jin's number.