Chapter 101 Morale Supply

Yuan Mei didn't sleep well all night, and kept listening to the movement at the door, afraid that the police would come to the door. She woke up with a jolt, and when she woke up, she was sweating profusely. After tossing until two or three o'clock in the night, she felt uncomfortable all over herself, got up from the bed and wanted to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

Turning over and getting up, the young woman was startled. Her husband Guo Jiaming was still sitting beside the bed, spreading thousands of dollars on the bed, staring at him with red eyes.

"What are you doing?" the little girl asked in surprise.

Guo Jiaming slowly raised his head, his eyes were complicated, and he said faintly: "This poor and humble couple is sad, you see that we have been quarreling a lot recently, which affects the relationship between husband and wife. I am not happy about this. You see that you are busy outside every day and earn money It's not much money, it's not as good as..., it's not as good as..."

Guo Jiaming didn't say anything after that, but Yuan Mei immediately understood what her husband meant. She usually speaks in a soft voice and bears any grievances in her heart, but this time she shrilled and said angrily: "Guo, why am I sorry for you on weekdays? You want to abuse me like this. I'm the kind of shameless person. woman?"

"Don't be loud, don't be loud, you can hear it next door." Guo Jiaming also felt embarrassed, and it was indeed a shame to say such a thing.

The young woman was really angry this time, and said bitterly: "Guo Jiaming, if you want to be like a man, just find a job by yourself, don't make me so tired every day, and don't let me be bullied by others. Don't think about those things. Whether you have it or not, we will live a good life and will not be worse than others. You are an upright person, and I will follow you with all my heart. "

Guo Jiaming's face was blushing, he kept nodding like a kowtow bug, and he had to plead: "Daughter-in-law, keep your voice down, keep your voice down. Don't let the neighbors listen, and think that something big has happened to the two of us. I'll look for a job at dawn, and I'll go at dawn, this is the head office!"

Yuan Mei got out of bed angrily, took a set of clothes into the bathroom, turned on the water heater, and then stood under the shower for a long time. Her mind was still very messy, and all kinds of complicated thoughts kept surging, but she couldn't tell exactly what it was. Looking at the haggard face reflected in the mirror, she was stunned for a long time, and finally covered her hands and cried silently.

The little young woman was in a tangled mood at the moment, and in Zhou Qingfeng's room, five corpses had been tied up. Although it looks scary, it's nothing compared to the various rotten shreds of the New York subway.

The corpse plus the oranges weighed more than 400 kilograms, which was close to the limit of Zhou Qingfeng's carrying capacity. He carried the corpse on his back, held more than twenty bags of oranges in both hands, and said silently: I want to return to the wasteland ahead of schedule.

Request passed, early return allowed, transmitting....

The scene in front of Zhou Qingfeng changed again, and he returned to Manhattan in the 2030 cataclysm. A foul smell poured into his nostrils, the **** is the smell of corpse!

"Fuck! This damn apocalypse." Zhou Qingfeng was about to scold, when he returned to the bathroom of the temporary residence, he was immediately attacked by biochemical weapons, "New York is now a big cemetery, a big corpse pit, these days But how's it going?"

Putting down the oranges, Zhou Qingfeng quietly pushed open the bathroom door with five corpses on his back. When he left, he vaguely remembered that Katerina Riven was nearby.

"Han Niu should be downstairs. I'll throw the body upstairs first." Zhou Qingfeng now lives in a relatively low-rise bungalow. This is near Chinatown in Manhattan, also known as Chinatown. In Lower Manhattan, which is full of high-rise buildings, it belongs to the status of a slum.

Carrying a few hundred pounds of corpse on his back, Zhou Qingfeng came out of the bathroom and went upstairs to the roof. Seeing an unnoticed moment, he threw all five corpses on the street.

"OK, now the world in 2016 is dead without proof, and the world in 2030 will not be cared about, the trouble is solved." Zhou Qingfeng threw the body away, and was instantly relieved. Just looking at the building complex where I am, my mood immediately became heavy again,

"I'm going to stay in this ghost place for another ten days!"

Today is cloudy, the sky is overcast, and it looks like it's going to rain heavily. The whole Manhattan is full of corpses, and it has become dirty and smelly. If this continues, a great plague is inevitable.

The hundreds of people Zhou Qingfeng rescued from the subway also lived in several nearby buildings. They are generally weak and in need of recuperation. However, these people who have experienced the ordeal of life and death are much stronger than the waste Zhou Qingfeng recruited before, they are more cohesive, and they also recognize Zhou Qingfeng's authority.

"We have to figure out a way to form this team. In the future, I will let others do the dirty and tiring work. I will enjoy the happiness!" Zhou Qingfeng thought beautifully in his heart, and went back downstairs to hide the oranges he left in the bathroom.

More than two hundred kilograms of oranges are now treasures. Zhou Qingfeng has been eating bread and sausages for a week in the wasteland world, and he wanted to hang him for a long time. These fresh oranges can give him great comfort, "These oranges now have the effect of increasing morale by 50 points, hehe. Ha ha……!"

Where to hide? Zhou Qingfeng was stealthily picking a secret room with a full of oranges in his hand. He was walking around and thinking about it, suddenly someone called him from behind, "Victor, what are you doing?"

Caterina came up from the downstairs, she walked in front of Zhou Qingfeng, and when she saw more than 20 bags full of oranges, her eyes were shining, "Victor Hugo, I said why are you such a ghost? Sneaky? You secretly hid so many oranges! Should you give me half of it?"

"Don't even think about it!" Zhou Qingfeng firmly refused.

"Butcher,...!" Katarina shouted loudly.

"Stop, I have something to say. I will divide you two bags." Zhou Qingfeng was frightened.

Unfortunately, the butcher quickly emerged from the stairs, "What's going on? Well..., I seem to smell an orange. Oh... my God! I must be dazzled, I am I've searched several houses nearby, but I can't find any fruit. Victor, this is what you found? Great! Minsk, come on!"

Ruined……!

Zhou Qingfeng is full of sad tears!

The butcher didn't count, but also brought Minsk. The two Russian bears were not polite to Zhou Qingfeng, and quickly snatched two bags of oranges from Zhou Qingfeng's hand. Katerina was even more hateful. She snatched a whole six bags and gave Zhou Qingfeng a provocative glance before leaving, which meant 'to make you disobedient'.

"Katrina, if others take two bags, why do you rob me of six?" Zhou Qingfeng said angrily. The morale supply he finally got, he had to find a way to maintain it anyway.

"It's for Angie. The little girl is sick. She can't eat anything. I think she must like these oranges."

"Then you don't need six bags!"

"You mean, I'm going to get two bags for that nerdy Tony Parker?"

"Forget it, when I didn't say it."

Zhou Qingfeng was afraid of his teammates, and he was really more than a rogue. He simply hid the remaining dozen or so bags of oranges in the mobile command car, which had been cleaned up by Jenny Braun and officially became his permanent residence.

Jenny, a light mature woman, was tidying up the food cabinet in the car with her butt on her head. Zhou Qingfeng hurried in and shouted, "Jenny, hurry up, put away these oranges, and don't be robbed by those bad guys. "

Jenny also followed Zhou Qingfeng in the subway with harsh environment for four days, and the whole person lost a circle. That kind of stinky environment is really not for people. Seeing those terrifying corpses every day, she has long been anorexia, but now just smelling the fresh and fruity smell of oranges is enough to make people feel happy.

Morale soared!

"Victor, this is what you prepared for me?"

"Uh..., of course, we can share."

"You're so cute, my sweetheart, or maybe we should get some water and take a good shower and relax. Didn't you want to fuck me last time? Let's continue, okay?"

Oh ho ho..., a few oranges can make the beauty take the initiative to flirt, which makes people feel happy. Zhou Qingfeng felt that life in the wasteland was not so bad anymore.

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