Chapter 50
Li Cang watched them clean up the corpse for a long time.
There are more than a thousand corpses of walking corpses, and not even a single flower has bloomed?
Common ugliness is indeed common ugliness, what a terrible ratio this is
They are not like armored zombies at all. They are all cash cows, they look majestic and their screams are nice.
Uh.
The roar is nice!
In short, Li Cang felt that something was wrong. It was not like he had never seen ugly zombies blooming before.
The problem should be that the survivors on the island were banned by the wish coins?
Thinking about it, it seems very possible.
On the edge of the floating island, an SUV with a gradient green sign was driving cautiously.
The air conditioner was on in the car, but Qian Ming was sweating.
"Damn it, where are you, where are you, you bastard"
The SUV with a comfortable interior felt like a go-kart when the fat aunt sat in it. She huddled in the passenger seat, her tone as timid as her sitting posture,
"Qian Ming, you are like this, aren't you?"
"Shut up!" Qian Ming looked impatient, "No, you, you, why are you and I pretending to be good people, huh? Why didn't you say anything when I told them the way? Damn it, if it weren't for me, you would be a fucking idiot Can the fat woman live till now without missing any arms or legs?”
The fat aunt was silent for a while, then stammered,
"But we have circled around a few times, and there is no empty island at all. How do you know they are not lying to us?"
"Use your brain!" Qian Ming pointed to his arm, "Is yours the same as theirs?"
"But the prayer interface clearly states that it is an empty island without an owner or..."
"Or shit, no, or, I deliberately took advantage of the fourth wave of those stupid things to say goodbye to the two brats. If I'm not lucky, the two brats might have been digested by the damn walking zombies by now. , if the subordinates are gone, won’t the empty island have no owner?”
The expression on the fat aunt's face was either excitement or pain, or both, and she stopped talking.
On the contrary, Qian Ming was talking to himself rather nervously,
"What morals and laws are needed at the end of the world? Killing people? It's not me who did it. I just gave them a little advice. It's them who rush to die."
"After they die, the floating island can become mine. Only smart people deserve to live in such a world."
"Instead of dying on this island, it's better to go outside and pray. Any wish can come true. I can't wait."
"I, I will live well for you."
"Damn it, where did they hide the floating island?"
"Calm down, you will find it, you will definitely find it, you must find it, can such a big floating island disappear out of thin air?"
Commercial building, on the top of the 17th floor, it's dark at night.
Rows of central air-conditioning outdoor units had their miscellaneous pipes removed, and straight alloy plates were placed on them, covered with tablecloths, to form a decent-looking long dining table.
There were wine and drinks on the table, as well as pots of simple stews and stews.
About 300 people gathered on the roof of the building. They turned on xenon headlights covered with various colored glass slides. The music was deafening and the atmosphere was enthusiastic for an apocalyptic carnival party.
Li Cang and Lao Wang leaned against the guardrail with dull faces, always feeling like they were incompatible with these people because they were not crazy enough.
Right in front of the two of them, a pair of delicate girls in bunny costumes hugged each other.
His eyes were seductive, his lips and tongue were sticky, and he acted as if there was no one around.
Lao Wang stared at them, distracted, but actually the brains of the two little people in his head had been knocked out:
Lao Wang, Lao Wang, you are a person with faith and a firm stand!
Heretics who betray the organization will be burned at the stake!
Married woman? (√)
A married woman? (√√) Yes, my heart will not lie!
I risked my man's dignity to do it!
Lao Wang moved Li Cang aside and put it away like a Bodhisattva sculpture, and patted it.
He strode forward,
"Two cute rabbit sisters."
"Go away~"
emmm, it’s a bad start, but don’t panic!
I saw Lao Wang taking out a mysterious USB flash drive,
"Two lovely little ladies, don't be afraid, I just can't help it. You two make me feel as beautiful as a certain book in this USB flash drive, so I decided to give it to you to enjoy slowly. ”
Li Cang didn't even react at all!
"Let me figure it out. The pace of the plot is too fast and I can't grasp it. How on earth did it become like this?"
It seems to be quite "normal" at first:
An honest-to-goodness programmer in a plaid shirt and a fat aunt teamed up to act together.
Forced to join a large illegal organization of two hundred people, a head rushes through the zombies
Then I followed them to the rooftop.
To be precise, it’s a rooftop carnival party
who I am?
Where am I?
What exactly are we celebrating?
City people still know how to play
Li Cang couldn't understand.
But should I say it or not, Lao Wang’s pick-up skills are really hellish.
If it were a slightly normal time, if he hadn't been beaten to death, he could only be grateful that the legal system was relatively sound.
Available now.
In such a world, among such a group of people
Hard to say.
The two little rabbits fluttered their eyes, becoming interested in "the book with the same beautiful painting style as theirs",
"I never thought you looked like you could tear up a truckload of notebooks, and you were so kind?"
"Controlling people as eels is the foundation of happiness."
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Ta-ta.
A pair of long, thin, white and straight legs wearing small leather boots with tassels stood in Li Cang's sight.
"Does it look good?" Sister Shasha put on a sexy and smoky make-up. "I'm greedy. I always say I want it all, but in fact my waist can't bear it at all."
She was wearing a blue and white striped knitted blouse with hollow crochet patterns. The crochet pattern was not complicated, and the overall style was very simple marine style.
The waist part of the blouse has a fish-shaped cut that is sharply lifted up and blocked by knitted fringes, perfectly showing off the amazing waist-cinching curve. The long rhombus-shaped drops on the front and back of the body are just enough to reach the limit of adjectives allowed to appear on camera. Wearing long legs with tassel boots, she plays with her bottoms and disappears openly.
Summary: This is an outfit that even a titanium straight man like Li Cang would find awful.
Sister Shasha was Sister Shasha after all. She didn't mind Li Cang's silent gaze at all. Instead, she spun around in a circle. The tassels of her boots and blouse were fluttering, which was very playful.
It's a pity that charming eyes are only for the blind.
Li Cang turned over and over again but couldn't find any meaningful adjectives. He just said: She is so good!
"Without that long, saucy knife on my waist, I still feel like something is missing."
"Oh? Is it like this~"
Sister Shasha is worthy of her name. She only needs a name and a few words as a transition from being charming to being murderous.
"Lucky kid, otherwise I would have split open your skull with a knife to see what's inside, you're such a fool."
(End of chapter)