Chapter 98: Encountering the Second Generation of Tyrants

It was the first time that the aunts and uncles saw the smooth little buns, with bodies as small as lotus root nodes. They were so greedy that they all gathered around to take a bite.

Lebao shouted “Ah ah” happily, slapped the water hard, and splashed water everywhere. None of the aunts and Shuqi escaped. The little guy was even happier, and kept shouting “Ah ah ah”, coming to play again and again.

The guys who had become spirits heard the noise and thought this game was interesting, so they joined in to play. Even Uncle Ying, who was as arrogant and cold as Ao Chengyi, asked to get into the car, stood in one place, and stared at the younger generation playing with pride.

This picture is very loving.

Lan Shiruo was worried that the little guy would catch a cold, so she fished him out and wrapped him up tightly when the water temperature began to drop, despite his objections.

The car was swaying along, and we met many cars coming from the forked roads and heading in the same direction. Everyone was at peace with each other and felt quite relaxed.

I'm just curious, why are they all heading this way suddenly?

The friend carefully looked around and found nothing unusual, so he continued to move forward.

I didn't rest at noon either. I just had a simple meal in the car. Because Mao Wanru was there, I didn't bring any fresh vegetables or fruits. I used the dried products I had collected before. The meat was basically bacon, air-dried meat, and bagged meat. I didn't take any frozen fresh meat. The fact that people can enter the space cannot be known to outsiders, and the fact that fresh things can be grown there and that it can be kept warm and frozen naturally cannot be known to outsiders.

The storage spaces available on the market now can only store things, but cannot preserve quality, keep things fresh, or keep things warm, let alone freeze them, let alone anything else.

The fact that it can store a large number of vehicles and cruise ships only makes people know that the space is larger than others. Although it is also coveted, it is not too crazy.

It was almost nightfall, so we found a service area to rest. Most of the people traveling with us had a similar itinerary as them, so no one would risk traveling at night. Even though it seemed like nothing happened during the day, who knew what kind of monster would appear at night in the pitch dark, and one could lose their life if they were not careful.

When the large group arrived, there were already several teams stationed here. Everyone was doing their own thing and living in peace.

But they were still on guard against each other, and kept an absolute safe distance between each other, and would not allow anyone to step into their territory at will.

In this world, it is better to be safe than sorry. Even Mao Wanru, whose eyes were rolling around, did not dare to act rashly.

Even though she knew that these people might all go to City N, and that some of the teams were as strong as Lan Shiruo's group, she still didn't dare to take the risk. If she encountered a perverted team, she would be finished.

The friends divided the work and cooperated in an orderly manner to prepare dinner. There were many people here, so they needed to keep a low profile. They did not cook big fish or meat, but just cooked a big pot of hodgepodge. They put some dried vegetables, dried meat, ham and sausage. The soup was thick, but it still made many people greedy.

Fortunately, they weren't the only ones enjoying a good meal. There was a team that cooked vegetables, and while they weren't fresh, they were still quite appetizing, and there was also a team that fried steaks. Therefore, Lan Shiruo's team was only considered average, which made them less out of place and saved them a lot of trouble.

But it's just a little less, not without trouble.

It's all because of her looks. In the apocalypse, there are very few beautiful and clean women.

The fat and big-eared man was like a walking piece of meat. In his eyes, Lan Shiruo and the other girls were pure fat meat, the kind that made him drool.

The gold and silver chains hanging on his body really highlight his wealthy temperament. No matter before or after the end of the world, there are not many people dressed like this.

The bodyguards behind him were all tall and strong, and there were a few girls whose figures could rival Yunshui Yao's.

This group of people are mostly fat, and they look like the second generation of rich people going on a trip.

Maybe all the beauties around him are like Yunshui Yao. The fat man is not very interested in Yunshui Yao. On the contrary, he likes loli like Miaomiao, intellectual like He Lian, cheerful like Zhang Yun, cold like Han Qingquan, and mysterious like Lan Shiruo. Gentle, considerate and understanding girls can satisfy his sense of superiority, while cold and arrogant girls can satisfy his sense of accomplishment. Tsk tsk, the more he thinks about it, the more excited he becomes. He comes over with a red wine glass in his hand and trembling flesh.

The coquettish slut behind him pouted and complained, but she couldn't bring the man back. The look she gave Lan Shiruo and the others was like a knife.

The girls were disgusted. All the men in their team had broad shoulders, narrow waists, long legs, and high noses. How could a man like a man like this be attracted by a pig?

The men's faces turned black. The girl they were reluctant to touch was favored by a pig. This was a provocation to their desire.

Feng Tao, who had a bad temper, stood up immediately and stared at the fat man with a fierce look in his eyes. How could the pretty girl be harmed by such a thing?

The slight breeze almost numbed him all over, and he was determined not to be harmed.

Ahem, he was thinking too far ahead. Last night was too far for him. The dark-faced man blushed again. "What are you doing? Don't you know not to barge into other people's houses?" He still had some sense. The fox often said that we should use courtesy before force, so that we won't be at the wrong when a fight comes. Although he always scoffed at it, he couldn't give the impression of being a reckless man in front of the little girl.

Girls, haha, you've already fallen behind, you reckless man. Your expression and tone are so fierce that you want to eat people. Where's the courtesy? Didn't you see the bodyguards behind the fat man have their swords drawn?

The men rushed over, shielded the girls behind them, and pulled out their pistols. When the other side saw this, they realized that this was unacceptable and could not be timid. They each took out a gun and fought back.

Men, haha, compared with them, they turned around and carried a charge, come on, make it happen.

The timid ones have quickly evacuated the place of trouble, while the brave ones have stayed where they are and watched the fun.

The enemies were trembling, and the fat man's fat was trembling too.

But he didn't lose the battle. The fat man showed an extremely amiable smile, stretched his invisible neck and greeted the girls behind him, "Beautiful ladies, my father is Rong Deju of W City. The whole W City is under his control. I am his only biological son. Come to W City to play when you have time." He then glanced at the rough men with disdain, "Beautiful ladies should be pampered at home. Going out to eat and sleep in the open air is not something a man can do. Brother is waiting for you."

With that arrogant look, he is undoubtedly a second-generation bully. In such a world, he dares to go out and travel. I don’t know whether to say he is bold or heartless.

The men were so angry that they immediately tried to loosen up the fat man's muscles. The bodyguard behind him was sweating and thought for a long time, and was sure that he might not be able to do it.

Lan Shiruo tugged at Ao Chengyi's clothes and had a few words with him. There was no need to take it seriously. The right thing to do was to have a good rest. Besides, it was not their style to act like a monkey for others.

Ao Chengyi snorted coldly, "Get lost."

The fat man took several steps back, glared at Ao Chengyi unwillingly, and flirted with the girls behind him, then reluctantly returned to his own territory with his bodyguards.

The men said bad luck and began to turn their grief and anger into appetite.

(End of this chapter)