The villain of the end of the world, snatched the protagonist goddess at the beginning

Noon.

Gu Ziming was going to take a nap, but the demon was too charming.

So Gu Ziming had to transform into Monkey King and fight the White Bone Demon three times.

The fight lasted until noon, until Qin Wan'er came and knocked on the door, signaling the two to have lunch.

The scene of Monkey King fighting the White Bone Demon ended with a draw.

At lunch, Zhao Xiaoyu's cheeks were flushed by Qin Feifei and Qin Wan'er's stares. She ate two mouthfuls of rice and went back to her bedroom to rest.

After lunch, Gu Ziming picked up the intercom and asked the monitoring room:

"How is it, how many people are still outside the door?"

"Boss, there are still eight people outside now."

The security guard on the other end of the intercom answered respectfully.

"Eight? There are still so many?"

Gu Ziming was a little surprised. When he went to see it in the morning, there were about ten people in total.

Now they have been left alone for a whole morning, and there are still eight?

"Yes, there was a man who came to knock on the gate, and after being warned by us, he continued to smash and destroy things. We have shot him dead."

"After seeing us shoot and kill, four people left one after another, but two more came later."

The security guard described what happened in the morning one by one.

"Okay, I'll come right over. You give each of those people outside a bottle of water and a bag of bread."

Gu Ziming still decided to give some rewards to those who persisted, and there will be assessments later.

Gu Family Manor is not an official relief base. Not everyone who wants to move in can move in!

"Okay, boss!"

The security guard took out eight bottles of mineral water and eight baguettes from the refrigerator in their fortress.

They were tired of eating these, and they wished they could find someone to share the burden!

Outside the manor, in front of the gate.

The scorching sun burned the earth.

At this time, the surface temperature should have reached the most intense 70 degrees in the day.

The dark face of the burly man wearing a broken leather hat was tanned red.

At this time, he had taken off the rag denim jacket on his body, revealing his original figure.

His dragon-like muscles were exposed under the bright sunlight, and the sweat evaporated before it could gather.

"Damn it, why hasn't this person come yet?"

A hoarse voice came out with the slight movement of the dry and cracked lips.

He still didn't move, and there seemed to be a circle of white salt marks on the ground under his feet.

The superpowers who could come from all directions were not stupid. They knew that this was the test arranged by Gu Ziming for them.

Moreover, the more tests Gu Ziming gave, the richer the conditions inside.

"Grandpa, do we have to wait?"

The little girl curled up in front of the old man at this time, looking up at the wrinkled cheek and asked.

"Mengmeng, be good, hold on a little longer, and grandpa will take you to eat a cold big watermelon later."

Grandpa had already taken out a piece of rag from the pocket behind him, raised his hands high, and let the rag cover the small shadow in front of him.

"Big watermelon? Mengmeng hasn't eaten a big watermelon for a long time."

When the girl heard her grandfather's words, her big eyes lit up instantly, and she snapped her fingers and said:

"Grandpa, one piece, I'll have one piece, brother, one piece, I'll have one piece."

At this point, the little girl's excited big eyes dimmed, and she asked with some confusion:

"Grandpa, why did my brother come here? We didn't tell him that we were eating big watermelons here."

"He, he went to beat up the bad guys."

When the old man heard his precious granddaughter asking about his brother, his eyes couldn't help but redden, and then he made up a lie.

Recalling that a group of men in black kidnapped his grandson the day before the outbreak of the apocalypse, he was so angry that he gnashed his teeth.

Fortunately, he took his crying granddaughter out to pick up garbage that night, so he escaped.

When he came back, he found that the house was in a mess, and his grandson was missing. When he asked Zhang Bozi next to him, he knew that he was taken away by a group of men in black.

He called the police, but the police came to investigate the scene and left.

He was told to wait for notice, but the apocalyptic disaster broke out the next day, and there was no news from him.

"Grandpa, I won't talk about my brother, okay? Let's just leave him a piece of watermelon, the biggest one, okay?"

Although the little girl was innocent, she still noticed the mood change of her grandfather, so she said anxiously.

"Okay, okay, but I'll leave the biggest one for Mengmeng later."

The old man put away his negative emotions such as sadness and anger, and smiled at the girl.

But the green energy bursting out of his hands gradually weakened, and he didn't know how long he could hold on.

Can he hold on until he can give his granddaughter a big watermelon?

The old man looked up at the still closed door, and the hope in his heart gradually faded.

The young couple next to him couldn't help but sneer when they heard the conversation between the grandfather and grandson.

Big watermelon?

Now they suffer this just to eat a big watermelon?

The young couple now set up a tent in front of the gate.

The tent was snatched by the man from a military station in another city.

In order to avoid the military's pursuit, he and his wife headed east and wandered all the way to Donghai City.

He happened to see Gu Ziming's call for talents on his mobile phone, so the two of them discussed and prepared to come to Gu Ziming for help.

He looked at the manor surrounded by high walls, and his heart was a little hot.

The man remembered his wife's insults:

"I've been with you for three years, and you can't even afford a toilet, what a loser!"

This time, he decided to do it big!

The man who was half squatting on the ground was still half squatting, and these people hadn't noticed him yet.

And if Gu Ziming hadn't reminded the security guards in the monitoring room in the morning, they wouldn't have noticed him.

At this time, the security guard also counted him.

In fact, only seven people could be seen in the open space outside at this time.

There were also two newcomers,

one of them sat cross-legged on the ground like a stone statue,

and the other one actually spit out a long tongue from his mouth, and wrapped himself with his tongue like a mummy!

"Please take the supplies in turn, one bottle of water and one bag of bread per person!"

The loudspeaker on the gate suddenly sounded, scaring everyone.

Then, the loudspeaker repeated it again, and a large bag of supplies was thrown out from it.

"Please collect the supplies in turn, one bottle of water and one bag of bread for each person!"

This height is nothing for some psychics.

However, almost most psychics have seen Gu Ziming's goodnight video.

They dare not, nor do they want to climb over.

One is because they are afraid of Gu Ziming, and the other is that Gu Ziming is not giving them a chance.

They all think that they are just being tested at this time.

What you get through the test is far more than what you get by rushing in.

And they all have the confidence to pass the test!

But there are always exceptions.

The man who hit the wall this morning, he didn't know where the bullet came from when he died, and took his life.

This move also completely stunned other psychics who were able to climb over the wall!

Even if they felt impatient and impulsive because of the scorching sun, they didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

The first one to come forward was the man who had set up a tent in front of the door.

He took two copies, and when he was thinking about whether to continue taking them, he saw that everyone's eyes were focused on him.

"Ahem, I'll get one for my wife!"

The man laughed awkwardly, took the supplies and returned to his tent.

The second person to go up was the burly man who hadn't moved.

A 500 ml bottle of water was like an oral liquid in his hand. He opened the bottle cap and drank it in one gulp.

The cold mineral water soaked down his throat that was about to smoke, and a chill instantly penetrated his heart. The burly man couldn't help but sigh:

"Damn, it feels great!"