Chapter 222: Rat skin

The two men died in the afternoon of June, and the aria like a girl singing in the ear of Zhang Xiaoqiang twitched, with her wonderful man’s voice, the sweet ear lingered in his ear, listening to the world’s most The beautiful tunes, his heart is crisp, and Ma Ma slowly spreads from the heart to the whole body. He pays attention to Yuan Yi's eyebrows and carefully explores her every joy and pain.
He kissed her eyes, kissed her cheeks and lips, comforted her, warmed her, felt his warmth and care, she let go of herself, she was addicted to this intimate contact, a pair of delicate and slender The double skin wrapped around his back, and the jade finger with pink nails on his hand was slowly exerting his strength on his firm muscles.
The quiet room of the original quiet sounded a squeaky, gasping, screaming sound, clearly low and low, whispering, but there was a natural joy, as time passed, the low-sounding sing with thick nasal sound gradually Pulled high, then the room returned to the quiet of the past, in addition to the air with some joyful atmosphere, it seems that just everything is just a dreamlike bubble, broken.
Zhang Xiaoqiang walked out of the door with a refreshing sigh. He looked back at the villa behind him and looked at the window of Yuan Yi’s room with rose silk curtains. He smiled and turned and walked toward the valley.
After Yuan Yi’s injury, Zhang Xiaoqiang never got close to her. Zhang Xiaoqiang is now very much in favor of the phrase
Long wins the new marriage
. He feels very good, not ordinary, even his footsteps are much lighter than before. The anxiety and fatigue accumulated in the days were also swept away. I thought of Yuan Yi, who couldn’t get up at the bed now. He smiled, and the speed of the trip could not help but speed up.
Since the construction workers came, Wang Le was freed from the construction of the wall. Now he is busy with his five or six subordinates at his small repair shop every day. His repair shop is in the cave, Zhang Xiaoqiang. People have cleaned up some of the messy things in the cave. Wang Le took over the cave as his own home, eating and living in it, and he was busy with his work all day long.
As soon as he entered the cave, Zhang Xiaoqiang was smashed by the steel under his feet. Looking at it, Zhang Xiaoqiang thought that he had walked into the waste recycling center. The original large space was filled with various materials and tools, and the hole was filled. The "beep" sound from the generators dedicated to the repair shop kept echoing in the cave all the time. This kind of noise that made Zhang Xiaoqiang dizzy mixed with the workers to start the cutting machine almost turned him to run away.
Zhang Xiaoqiang endured the noise of torturing his eardrum and found Wang Le, who was busy on the ground. Wang Le was stunned by Zhang Xiaoqiang a few times before he woke up from work. Wang Le stood up and said something because the voice around him was too Noisy, Zhang Xiaoqiang took him to the hole.
At this moment, Wang Le was sweating, and his blue overalls were dirty with blood red rust and black oil. The chest and back were also wet by large pieces of sweat. Looking at Wang Le’s Zhang Xiaoqiang. I have to ask him, but now Zhang Xiaoqiang is waiting for a suit that can be bulletproof and stab-resistant, and he can only make him more busy.
"The giant mouse you saw? Can its skin be made into a battle suit?" Zhang Xiaoqiang has always been thinking about the fur of the giant mouse. The skin that can put the shrapnel is the best material.
"Hey brother, that's not easy to get the skin. It took us a day for six of us to slap the play, right, or borrow your horn to drill the eye in the softest part of it. After drilling hundreds of small eyes, I used the cutting machine to slowly open the belly. You don't know, the leather is strong. I suspect that the 14.5 bullets are not necessarily worn."
Wang Le complained to Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked down and thought, he did not expect that the leather can not cut even the cutting machine, if it can not be processed, where is it not white?
"How do you deal with the claws of that thing?" Think of the claws that can easily break the rebar, Zhang Xiaoqiang is nervous, that thing is not worse than his own beast angle, this baby Zhang Xiaoqiang does not want it to flow out, baby still master Only in your own hands.
Speaking of the claws of the giant mouse, Wang Le was excited at once. He looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and said loudly: "Hey, oh, take things, but baby, cut steel bars and cut grass, I found a D2 skin test. Now, guess what? Draw it, the thick skin that D2 is not afraid of even the gun is broken into two halves like paper, 呃··· is kraft paper.

Said here, Wang Le looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with a look of hope and pleaded: "Look, are you leaving a few of us here? That stuff is used as a tool, but it is only useful for the claws of the front paws. Only, if I...··············
"No, this thing can't flow out," Zhang Xiaoqiang refused to let Wang Le smash. In his eyes, the longest claw is only a foot long. It is a short weapon, even if it is added to the black bone joint of the claw blade. Less than fifty centimeters.
"Have you tried cutting your skin with your claws?" Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered that the ancient idiom ~EbookFREE.me~ was contradictory. He also wanted to try out whether the claws were sharp or the skin was thick.
Wang Le shook his head and said: "I just took the leather down yesterday. The big mouse was taken away by the cook this morning. I still want to see if there are any paws. You don’t know the virtues of the cook. It’s really a geese. Mao's guy, maybe he will hide it."
As soon as I walked into the kitchen, a row of plastic sheds stood on the edge of the kitchen. A woman wearing a chef's clothes patrolled the shed. Through the shed, Zhang Xiaoqiang could see the green vegetarian food inside. It seems that this cook is in defense. Someone else steals food.
As soon as I entered the kitchen, I saw the cook holding a missing machete and looking at the skeleton in front of me. There was a big pot next to the cook. The pot was filled with fine meat from the big mouse body, a big red plastic bucket. With the mouse in the water, there are a lot of dark red meat on the skeleton. The cook may not waste a little bit of the nature, and want to smash the skeleton.
Looking at the big machete that was missing a big mouth, Wang Leke was happy. He patted the fat on the back of the cook and said, "Haha, this thing is not what you can do with the parallel chopper, you, still send me back. Let's go."
The cook turned around and quarreled with Wang Le. He just turned around and slammed into Zhang Xiaoqiang, who stood on one side. He was swallowed back to the dirty words at his mouth, and he rushed to Zhang Xiaoqiang and nodded.
Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded, stepped forward and carefully looked at the huge skeleton in front of him. In addition to the sporadic broken meat on the skeleton, there was a huge rat head. The disgusting mouse head did not say anything. Bai Sensen’s skeleton and Zhang Xiaoqiang’s common bones Different, although still whitish, it is not the kind of white, but a kind of whitening with a crystal.
Zhang Xiaoqiang has never seen ivory. He does not know whether ivory will be more radiant than the skeleton in front of him. He looks at the white bones that are faintly scattered in flesh and blood. Zhang Xiaoqiang looks at Wang Le.