Rise of the Wasteland

Chapter 88 Asking for Help

Seventh, early morning.

After a night of exploration, teaching and learning, Zhou Qingfeng confirmed that women from the east and the west can be said to be very different from the inside to the outside, from the mind to the body, from the concept to the action.

After three hours of gradual negative-distance body fluid exchanges, Zhou Qingfeng realized what it means to be active? What is passion like fire? What is a dead cow? If it weren't for his strong physical strength, he wouldn't be able to handle the blond ocean horse in front of him!

It really is true knowledge from practice, this statement is true!

Zhou Qingfeng woke up just after dawn. He occupied an empty house near Chinatown in lower Manhattan, where he hid his mobile command car as well as his relatively comfortable daily necessities.

Last night, the whole lower Manhattan was full of gunshots. More and more illegal immigrants from Brooklyn were pouring into Manhattan like a tide. It is estimated that tens of thousands of people have formed various gangs, one by one high-rise buildings. Looting between buildings.

However, the vicinity of the New York Police Department is still a restricted area, where more than a dozen high-rise buildings were occupied by more than a dozen powerful gangs early, and anyone who approached was ruthlessly shot to death.

Zhou Qingfeng sat up from the bed and looked out the window of the room. Several streets near him were looted, and even the house he was in had bullet holes. Several corpses outside the house were shot by him when he tried to invade.

Several church pastors are passing through the streets with white flags, cleaning up dead bodies, sheltering homeless people, discouraging others from stopping violence, and trying to re-establish law and order in society.

The United States is still a society with a strong religious atmosphere. Christianity is dominant, and there has been no attack on religious personnel for the time being. However, the efforts of religious personnel have only delayed the speed of the destruction of the entire city, because the city of New York can no longer support tens of millions of people.

The problems of survival are not solved by kindness and responsibility. In a while, the whole city will be hell!

Zhou Qingfeng was about to get up, and Jenny Braun also woke up. She pulled on the rolling hills that covered her chest with a thin blanket, stroked her hair to cover the bullet mark on the side of her ear, and said softly, "Hi" . Both of them were embarrassed for a while.

For Jenny, Zhou Qingfeng's age is a little too young, although he is an adult, he is only eighteen years old. If this matter is put before the cataclysm, she can even become some kind of scandal in high society when she is 30 years old when she is dating an 18-year-old boy.

As for Zhou Qingfeng, he had a certain sense of national mission, and felt that since he got into bed, he would completely conquer the ocean horse in front of him. But practice has proved that he has become a shameful student on the bed, and the mature and generous Jenny Braun can be his teacher in something he loves to do.

However, both teachers and students are very satisfied with each other. One is physically strong, handsome in appearance, good temperament, attractive, powerful, and has deep capital. The other has a great figure, beautiful appearance, patience, good taste and rich experience , superb skills.

The blend of water and milk, the taste is incredible!

"I think we..." Jenny was blushing from Zhou Qingfeng's eyes. As a reporter, she is actually a very generous and cheerful person, but the current situation makes it difficult for people to be generous, "I'd better make breakfast. ."

Jenny got out of bed naked, grabbed the clothes that were thrown aside, and went to the bathroom. Zhou Qingfeng was sitting on the head of the bed, just watching the woman's back buttocks beating while trotting, she felt the blood surging, she simply followed into the bathroom, and in the exclamation of the ocean horse, she had a pleasant morning exercise.

It was only ten minutes after the event started, when the individual radio station on the table suddenly rang. Jenny, who had to stand against the wall, turned back and pleaded in a low voice: "Victor, it seems that someone is calling you. Let's come back at night, okay?"

Zhou Qingfeng originally wanted to hold Jenny to answer the radio, but was freed by the ocean horse.

She got dressed and ran to the kitchen to make breakfast. On the radio, the butcher's rough voice kept shouting: "Hey, Victor Hugo, Victor Hugo, are you still alive?"

"I won't die even if you die." Zhou Qingfeng said as he grabbed the small individual radio station. He has a lot of supplies now. He brushes his teeth, washes his face and changes his clothes very luxuriously. While cleaning the old skin from some of his wounds, he watches Jenny Braun in an apron busy in the kitchen. Served with toast and pork sausages.

"Hahaha... I saw the immigration office building on fire the night before, and I was worried that you would have been burned to death inside." The butcher asked, "How is it? Did you get the gang of people in the building?"

"It's been done a long time ago! I've already returned to the mobile command car, collected a lot of supplies, and now I'm having breakfast." Zhou Qingfeng leaned over to Jenny, kissed the woman on the face, and grabbed the bread on the table into the mouth.

However, the butcher's phone call reminded Zhou Qingfeng of one thing. The Potasky brothers who died in his hands the night before yesterday were actually unlucky, and he felt quite strange in his heart.

According to the original plot, the Potaski brothers died at the hands of David Lawrence about half a month later. At that time, David Lawrence was like a god, killing these two guys was like playing.

But now, these two villains died at the hands of Zhou Qingfeng on the second day of the cataclysm, and the whole process tortured Zhou Qingfeng to be unnecessary, leaving him with injuries all over his body. If it weren't for his body recovering much faster than ordinary people, he should now be lying in a corner and endure the pain.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qingfeng was actually full of tears. He doesn't have the strength of the protagonist, nor the power of the protagonist, but he has done the work of the protagonist. It's really tiring!

But it was the butcher who was even more bitter. He heard Zhou Qingfeng chewing the pork sausage and cursed, "I thought you were dead or trapped somewhere. But you can still eat it. Breakfast, then come and help me quickly."

Yesterday, Zhou Qingfeng tried to contact the butcher, but he couldn't get in touch. He guessed that the big Russian guy must be in trouble. Listening to it now, it does.

"I can still handle things that you can't handle?" It's really a comparison that brings happiness. Zhou Qingfeng poured another gulp of hot milk, and he felt extremely relieved in an instant. It is really not easy to eat a hot meal in the last days.

Jenny, who brought the milk, whispered, "We only have these things in our pantry, and we lack fresh ingredients, otherwise I must be able to do better."

"You still have a woman to make breakfast for you?" The butcher heard Jenny's voice, and scolded even more angrily: "Damn, if I had known this, I would not have separated from you. My situation here is terrible! Dead man, Dead, dead, dead everywhere."

"How bad is your situation?" Zhou Qingfeng was still full of anger when he heard the butcher's voice, he just thought the other party was joking.

But the voice on the radio quickly changed, and a sharp and decisive female voice interjected and said, "Victor Hugo, where are you now? We need your help very much now."

"Katrina?" Zhou Qingfeng was stunned, but his smile stopped. Han Niu's temper has always been arrogant, and if she can make her say she wants to help, things will be unusual.

Katerina Riven said: "Yes, it's me. We are trapped in the City Hall subway station with thousands of people trapped together. We are in a terrible situation and you have to find a way to save us. Otherwise, everyone here will die."

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