Chapter 109 Doomsday 07 "To snatch you, a fight broke out"...
Mo Chengze also sensed a hint of unusual subtlety from this atmosphere.
But since he had to give a reason, no matter what the hidden truth was, he would naturally still have to confront it.
After all, returning to the central base was his original goal. To be honest, it was impossible for him to wander around here with these young guys until the end of the world.
It seems that he is already familiar with this route, Lu Huai thought.
Because he saw that Mo Chengze's hands moved very quickly, and with just a few strokes he outlined the route to Beijing City. It seemed that he had also avoided the dangerous unknown points drawn by Jian Sui'an when he collected information. It looked very feasible.
Mo Chengze found that Lu Huai was observing him carefully.
With a smile in his eyes, he gave her a flirtatious look, which made her turn away awkwardly.
Having failed to tease the beauty, he looked a little "gloomy". The dispelled depression soon enveloped his bloodless face again, making him look weird and ghostly, quite like a vampire in the Middle Ages who should have been tied to a cross and tortured.
But that mouth kept talking, maintaining this glimmer of life.
Mo Chengze held up the map and placed it on the table, showing them: "The reason is simple. First, the route is feasible. I've made a rough draft. If everything goes well, two days will be enough. Second, my family is there, and to some extent, they're doing well, so they can support us."
"Haha, connections? Are they useful?"
Jian Sui'an suddenly made a sound, his voice so hoarse and low that it startled Lu Huai.
Mo Chengze ignored him and continued to talk to himself:
"No matter how long this terrible situation lasts, all survivors will eventually unite. As the largest base currently, it will ultimately unite all talents and be the safest place."
"If you think about it, you'll understand. I'm doing this for everyone's good."
Why didn’t I realize this “warehouse worker” was so annoying before?
Jiang Fengnian looked at Mo Chengze's confident and arrogant face, pushed the miniature map back, and poured cold water on him:
"It's not easy to get into the Central Base. After all, in Jing City, that's where the 'upper class' of the old society gathered. Our ability level is considered respectable here. Even though there are so many talented people there, we may not be able to take them in and even have a meal."
"Either you be honest, answer my and Sui'an's questions, and reveal your true colors. Or, you go on your own, and we'll part ways."
The first thing Mo Chengze thought about was whether Lu Huai was included in this "we". If Lu Huai was given to him, it would not be impossible for him to elope with the person he thought of as his partner.
But he had to admit that these two young boys had some potential, and that person would be happy if he took them back.
Since he has been here for so long, he still wants a wife and talented people.
"I said, but there is a condition."
"Xiao Huai, give me a cigarette."
Lu Huai was suddenly called out and was a little slow to react for a while. When Jiang Fengnian impatiently pulled out a pack and put it in his hand with a look as if he had seen through someone's intentions, he obediently and confusedly took one and handed it to him.
The familiar big hand took the cigarette away in an especially ambiguous manner and lightly touched his palm.
The lingering relationship wasn't as extreme as the previous times, but it was enough to make Lu Huai alert and a little restless.
But Mo Chengze acted as if nothing had happened, and began to speak slowly and calmly while puffing away his cigarette.
"Don't worry, I'm not hiding it from you on purpose. I'm just afraid that you might think I'm lying if you don't know me."
"I'll be honest with you. Meng Jingtang, have you heard of him? Before the apocalypse, he was the youngest chairman of the Meng Group. He's doing quite well now. Although he doesn't have any special abilities, he's still very powerful and can be considered the second-in-command of the base."
"Now, apart from the Xiao family's father and son who can suppress him, the others are just a few kittens and are a bit inexperienced."
Lu Huai couldn't get used to the smell of secondhand smoke and found it very choking.
How did he know Jun Mo had changed? It was because that night he saw his lover smoking in the bedroom for the first time. Although they were on the balcony, the wind still brought the cigarette to his nose, and the smell was so unpleasant that he couldn't sleep well.
Although Jian Sui'an could see that he was not in a good mood, he carefully noticed his discomfort and took out a handkerchief from the drawer to block it for him.
But the warmth here changed when the three words "Meng xx" appeared.
Lu Huai suddenly felt that Jian Sui'an's eyes at this moment were so familiar, just like Jun Mo who scared him that night.
What's wrong with him?
Jian Sui'an was already acting abnormally, but he suppressed the strong emotions that Lu Huai couldn't see clearly and asked, "I know him. He's very powerful. What is your relationship with him? Subordinate? Friend? ... Or family?"
Lu Huai was afraid that something might go wrong, so he grabbed his clothes and clenched his hands so tightly that his fingertips turned white.
Thin, soft, tender...
Jian Sui'an looked down and his violent mood suddenly calmed down. His face was expressionless but he was thinking:
The root of my tooth hurts, it smells sweet, and I really want to bite it.
Mo Chengze's inner suspicions were confirmed. A dark glint flashed across his eyes, and he responded self-deprecatingly, "He's half a relative, I guess. Even though he's younger, according to seniority, I still have to call him uncle. We're just not that close."
Looking at the thoughtful and solemn expressions of the crowd, he replied helplessly: "It's okay. His Meng family is very wealthy and powerful. I am at least his blood relative. Even if we are distant relatives, they won't disown me."
Lu Huai weighed the pros and cons in his mind. Although he didn't know who this so-called Meng Jingtang was or how powerful he was, he was still tempted by the central base having such a person to rely on.
——Otherwise, you will draw your sword and look around with a confused heart.
More and more cities are being completely swallowed up by zombies, and the space for humans is becoming increasingly limited.
Even if they cooperated well, what if they happened to encounter a powerful mutant zombie? What if they were unlucky enough to be caught in a zombie wave? Wouldn't they all live a precarious and displaced life?
But this has to be decided by the "captain" Jian Sui'an.
After all, he was his savior. If he had not been discovered by Jian Sui'an, he would probably have been sleeping in despair in the ruins of the supermarket - either becoming a member of the zombie army, or becoming food for mutated animals and plants.
Lu Huai had already made a decision. If Jian Sui'an didn't want to go to the central base, he would accompany him to wander around the world.
Even if... he has the same habits and thoughts as Mo the pervert, but at least I haven't done anything to him yet. In his heart, he is still a good person, huh.
Moreover, it was impossible for him to have such deep and contradictory thoughts about anyone else except Jun Mo.
Whenever he thought about it, his entire chest was filled with pain caused by his heart. Lu Huai didn't want to have such a horrible feeling again.
Jiang Fengnian noticed Lu Huai's depression, and put a hand on his back, patting him gently in a "brotherly" way to show support.
Feeling the line of the shoulder blades that could be clearly seen through the clothes, I couldn't help but frown, thinking about the other person's "evil behavior" of not being able to eat a few mouthfuls of food, and in my heart I blamed him for not being able to gain weight.
On the other hand, I also pay attention to the updates of my childhood friends.
He knew that facing Meng Jingtang would be a big challenge for Jian Sui'an, but Mo Chengze's strategy to serve himself was obviously an open conspiracy: under the current situation, it was indeed impossible to find a better way to solve the problem for the time being.
So what will Jian Sui'an choose?
Surprisingly, Jian Sui'an was very calm.
Without thinking about it, I replied, "Okay, let's do it."
"Once you're there, it'll depend on your connections, Brother Mo."
"Yeah, leave it to me."
"Then let's order something and go now!"
Lu Huai felt that he had made the least contribution in this brainstorming session. Thinking that he had passed the driving test after all, he looked up and asked consciously:
"How about I drive for a while? Everyone go and rest, and we'll take over later."
After saying that, seeing that the tall and strong men didn't react, he walked over casually.
As a result, someone held his back, passed over his legs and carried him sideways.
In this extremely shameful position, she put him on the bed.
If it were the other two, he might have had some wild thoughts in his mind, but it was Jiang Fengnian, the one with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Lu Huai himself was afraid of hanging out with them for too long, and even the only kid with a legitimate family background started to look at him with something strange in his eyes.
So he could only "criticize" in a timid way:
"You! What are you doing? Didn't you agree that I should drive?"
Lu Huai thought inexplicably that he hadn't even changed into clean clothes yet...
Jiang Fengnian was not in a hurry, just like coaxing a child, and even slapped his butt when he saw that Lu Huai was not behaving. Lu Huai's face suddenly turned red.
Jiang Fengnian's words were so high-sounding that Lu Huai couldn't help but feel that they made sense, and he was feeling guilty.
Little did I know that someone was muttering:
"Be good, you've never driven an RV before, so don't make a fuss."
"Rest first. We've still got a long way to go. You might run into a group of zombies and need us to fight them together!"
While thinking, oh my god, this feeling is simply heavenly, it's no different from stepping into the clouds.
How could such a thin person have flesh and fullness in that place? It makes people dare not think further.
God knows how much self-control is needed to prevent two lines of nosebleed from falling...
Originally, Lu Huai was still thinking about how useless he was, but the sentence "I need you to fight together" seemed to make the other party pay attention to his contribution, and he felt a lot more relieved.
I also ignored the cool guy's evasive and guilty look, and couldn't help but protect his nose with his hands.
I was thinking that next time I encounter zombies, I will hit them hard in this way or that way, and release more energy to make a big ice arrow.
This is how it is for people with weak bodies. No matter how stubborn they are, they will feel drowsy as soon as they touch the bed.
In a daze, Lu Huai almost thought he had floated back to a month ago.
Because he felt a little bit like someone was hugging him, or that kind of very gentle and cherishing hug, yes...
Is it Jun Mo?
Good thing he hasn't changed...
He didn't know what difficulty he encountered, but the warm feeling suddenly disappeared, leaving him tossing and turning searching with a feeling of loss.
As a result, after a lot of tossing and turning, the quilt fell to the ground.
Revealing two slender, white legs and a soft belly, the joints are pink, and it looks like they are well protected.
Lu Huai didn't realize that this actually made it easier for some people to get what they wanted, making the visitors salivate with anticipation.
Confused, he suddenly felt an embrace close to him, but Lu Huai didn't know why, he suddenly struggled.
Suddenly, he felt another embrace close to him while he was dazed, but Lu Huai didn't know why, he suddenly started to struggle.
He smelled a familiar, yet extremely conflicted scent of "Spring in the North", which was Mo Chengze's signature.
Mo Chengze saw the pair of closed eyes suddenly open, with mist on them that was awakened, but it could not conceal the clear and bright starlight in them. It was really more beautiful and lively when moving than when resting.
He took the trouble to control him with his left hand - by holding his waist.
Hold sensitive flesh in your hands.
She made a "quiet" gesture with her right hand and placed it on Lu Huai's lips with familiarity.
She leaned close to Lu Huai's ear, and the warm air made the person under her twist his body uncomfortably.
The area from the ears to the neck has become pink.
Mo Chengze's voice was as elegant as a cello at this moment, but the words he spoke were not in line with his style at all. He revealed the joy of watching the fun: "Listen, what's that noise outside?"
Lu Huai didn't know why he held his breath and listened carefully to what he said.
Ping-pong, it seems very lively. What are Jian Sui'an and Jiang Fengnian doing?
But when I pick up the fragmented words in my mind, they become even more chaotic and complicated, still extremely chaotic:
"Family", "Kiss", "Love Him", "Exclusive"
What the hell is this?
Lu Huai felt that his cognitive resources were insufficient, and he was too lazy to care about it. He was just about to continue sleeping in confusion. Lu Huai heard him say softly:
"Don't sleep, don't you understand? They're fighting over you!"
But someone was not so kind. He rubbed the powdered skin in a flirtatious manner, and then kissed it devoutly. The former was dissolute, and the latter was holy. The contradiction aroused goose bumps on Lu Huai's body.
Feeling the annoying itch on the tender skin of his thighs, Lu Huai tried hard to hold his breath to prevent his face-burning sound from escaping his mouth.
Lu Huai heard Mo Chengze whisper to him without hesitation:
"Don't go to sleep, little fool."
"Don't you understand? They're fighting over you!"
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The author has something to say: Bad people! Those who don't let people sleep well are bad people - a contribution from "Lu Huai"
Huai Huai is so pitiful, like a little glutinous rice ball being bullied and kneaded by a bad dog. Delicious)
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