Chapter 50: Robbed express

The dark wind of the moon is high, and the wall behind the express delivery point is underneath. ()
Zhao He, Feng Qibai and Wu Zhou made the base. Qi Yan and Zhou Lu stepped on their shoulders to build the second layer. At this time, they were pulling the Qiao Siqi together.
"Don't just think about relying on us, you have to work hard!" On Monday, Lu didn't dare to speak loudly, he could only squeeze his teeth out of his teeth.
"I'm working hard!" Qiao Siqi has a dead heart, 321's stacked Luohan formation doesn't matter, but he didn't volunteer to be the one, why was he driven to ducks because of his light weight!
"He really worked hard, don't ask me how I know it." Zhao He raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes were desolate, and the vague sole pattern on the side face had a different kind of hazy beauty under the moonlight.
Qiao Siqi, who kicked the atmosphere indiscriminately, finally stepped on Zhao He's shoulder. After Qi Yan and Zhou Lu reached the same height, the two could help him to change from arm to leg, so they stepped on Zhou Lu's shoulder. The above process is much easier. Standing on Monday's shoulders, the roof changed from unattainable to barely waist-long, and Qiao turned over easily with his hands on his thighs.
When someone arrives to meet the commanding height, the efficiency of going to the back room is much faster. Without much effort, all nine people arrived on the roof.
"This is color steel tile, try to step on the middle, don't step on the edge." Zhou Lu reminded.
Zhao He's legs stiffened in the air and settled down, then carefully avoided both sides and stepped on the center of the tile board.
As the weight of the whole body fell on this foot, he obviously felt that the sole was slowly sinking down ...
The slightly thin roof material made a fragile sound under everyone's footsteps. Song Fei originally wanted to look back to see if the little friends behind him kept up, and the result just confirmed that a figure fell slowly.
"Are you ready to creep forward?" Song Fei looked at Zhao He lying down, his elbow as a fulcrum, and he was about to move forward, as if there was a bunker waiting for him to blow up.
"I'm tired, so you have to work hard, do you have an opinion?" Zhao He raised his chin provocatively.
Song Fei squatted down and touched his bald head: "Just be happy."
Zhao He burst into a chill, and shouted after raising his hand.
Song Fei had expected that he quickly pulled his hands.
Snapped.
Zhao He could catch the basketball slap with one hand and shoot his own celestial cover.
Song Fei happily blossomed, but unexpectedly turned around, he saw Qi Yan frowning and looked at this side, his face hated iron.
Song Fei narrowed his neck, knowing that he had made a mistake again, and quickly lowered his head, showing a good attitude that I knew I was wrong-this is a deep-seated conditioned reflex that he did not like very much.
"When you are so dangerous, can you be serious." Qi Yan also criticized smoothly. A slap didn't make a sound. Song Fei recognized it when he made a mistake. Naturally, he needed the cooperation that was necessary.
"Go on and go." Song Fei naturally agreed, and he only reacted after he finished speaking. By the way, they are not related anymore. Why should he be low-key?
But aside from the attitude problem, Qi Yan was right to criticize. This is really not a joke at this time.
but--
Song Fei spread his palms, palms up, quietly staring for a long while, and sincerely suggested to Qi Yan: "You can also feel it another day, and it feels really good."
Zhao He: "Go!"
Qi Yan: "..."
When communicating, Qi Yan didn't actually know Song Fei's preferences deliberately. To a certain extent, Qi Yan's self-confidence was somewhat conceited, although he concealed it very well. The most direct consequence of this arrogance is to recognize more of yourself and less of others, and like to take the rhythm instead of trying to match the rhythm of the other party.
So Song Fei actually likes this model?
Otherwise, he also tried to shave his hair?
Now it ’s nine long winters, it ’s really cold without hair ...
Under the half moon, Jiao Qi fell into a deep anxiety.
The light-weight johns first walked over the main entrance, squatted down quickly, grabbed the eaves, and the probe went out and shouted towards the following door: "The zombies inside are all listening to me, you have been surrounded, and the consciousness quickly surrender -"
The zombies ca n’t understand people.
So the effect of Qiao Siqi's voice is basically equivalent to singing.
There are no street lights around the express point, and no lights are turned on at the express point. Under the light of the moon, the entrance of the black hole looks dark and misty.
As Joskey's ending dissipated, everyone was lying side by side, neatly lying on the edge of the roof.
There is no sound at the door, everything is very quiet.
"There are no zombies inside?" Qiao Qiqi muttered to himself, not sure.
This is a remote place. Last time they visited or during the day, there were not many zombies. Now that at night, they have killed four others who ran from here. It is not surprising that the inside is empty even now.
"I'm coming." Song Fei volunteered and attacked twice, "Dear girl, you have to listen to me ~~ I think that brother was also a big handsome guy ~~ It's just that it ruined me ruthlessly ~~ Brother's heart is always the most beautiful ~ ~ "
Still, no movement.
The students in the Wusheng class looked at each other and nodded tacitly: "Well, it's really gone."
If there is only one thing left in the world that can hold zombie hatred, it must be Song Fei's song.
Zhao He and Qi Yan jumped down first, quietly approaching the door from the roots of the walls on both sides, and the remaining seven people were still on the roof.
Soon, the two reached the left and right sides of the main entrance, Qi Yan gave Zhao He a look, and the latter understood. As Qi Yan used his fingers to compare one, two, three, the two straddled one step at a time, and turned around quickly, forming a standing position facing the door but still one step away. At the same time, Qi Yan lit the flashlight. !
The strong light instantly illuminates the whole door. Because of the goggles, neither Qi Yan nor Zhao He was shaken by the strong light to his eyes, so he saw the zombies inside the door when the light was bright!
But the zombies moved faster than they were, and almost immediately when the flashlight was on, they rushed out!
The body of Zhao He, who reacted more quickly than his head, thrust into the right eye of the zombie, and forcefully pushed the zombie together with the few behind it and rushed out of the door!
The zombies were pushed to sit on the ground, and the two innermost ones fell directly backwards and backwards!
"A total of six!" In the moment when Zhao He stabbed the first zombie, Qi Yan had recovered, and counted the number of enemies in a very short time.
Song Fei jumped directly without saying anything, and they also jumped on Monday, Wu Zhou, Wu Zhou, Yu Zisheng, Feng Qibai.
"You two don't move, just meet on the roof!" After the landing, Song Fei raised his head to ask He Zhi and Qiao Siqi.
The two who have not yet acted nodded tacitly: "That's how we think."
Xu is no longer necessary to hide, and the zombies who re-climbed finally rushed out, restoring the brutal nature of people blocking nibbles from Buddha.
Seven to six, plus Zhao He has already hit a big one, and the battlefield is a vast open space for the small friends to move, this round of battle is not difficult.
But the deep-seated reason behind the battle still made everyone ponder.
"They already know that we are violent." On Monday, the law looked solemn, "so no matter whether Qiao Siqi shouted or Song Fei sang, they did not hide."
Qi Yan lowered his eyes, and after a brief silence, he said: "They are the same as we originally guessed. IQ has not been completely lost, just maintained at a relatively low level."
Monday Law: "See through our seduce and know that hiding inside is waiting for us to invest in the net, is it low IQ?"
"Look at your standards," Qi Yan gave an example, "Some cats and dogs do bad things and know to pretend to be innocent. If you think this is a high IQ, then what I said just now is not what I said."
"..." Zhou Lu took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, so that he could communicate calmly: "Do you know if you're saying" Anyway, I have to say whether I can understand is your problem " Very uncomfortable attitude? "
Qi Yan was stunned. From the slightly embarrassed and apologetic expression, he really didn't realize it.
Song Fei pulled him away and took Monday's hand: "I know!"
The light of the express delivery finally lights up, and the room is bright.
Qiao Siqi and He Zhiwen are still in charge of sentry, anyway, they are also very comfortable lying down, and occasionally exchange anecdotes in each other's professional fields. For example, Mr. Qiao asked Mr. He an amorous movie "Pride and Prejudice and Zombie", which is a perfect combination of literature and zombies, while Mr. He analyzed the difference between zombies and zombies from the perspective of physics.
In the house, the most thrilling activity in history-everyone came to unpack and opened again in full swing.
Zhao He: "Male ugg!"
Monday law: "Import honey!"
Feng Qibai: "Pure chocolate."
Song Fei: "Steam Beauty Instrument ..."
Feng Qibai: "Warm treasure stickers!"
Monday law: "Coral fleece pajamas!"
Wu Zhou: "Goji."
Song Fei: "Plasticine ..."
"Song Fei?" Qi Yan looked at him in a daze as he put down the carton and walked out.
"I put the wind at the door, you continue." Classmate Song looked up at the interstellar interstellar, suspecting that he was committing express delivery.
Qi Yan shrugged his shoulders. Anyway, this trip was mainly for running-in. I did n’t expect any surprises from the courier point. It did n’t matter if there was one more labor force.
Withdrawing his sight, Qi Yan continued to take the courier box down from the shelf, but Yu Guang always seemed to sweep Yu Zisheng not far away.
There is nothing unusual about that man. When it is useful, it stays, and if it is useless, it is discarded. It is not close to the Wusheng class, but it is not independent. It basically reduces its sense of existence.
Qi Yan didn't know whether this situation was good or bad, but he always had a string stretched in his heart, and he didn't dare to relax easily.
The rectangular express carton was removed. Qi Yan cut the tape with a knife and opened it. There was a gift box of the same rectangular shape inside. The outline of the gift box is a circle smaller than the express box, plus it is very carefully wrapped with a bubble film, which just fits tightly with the express box.
Cross the bubble film, and the blue gift box finally reveals its true appearance. It is a very beautiful dark blue, both like a clear night sky, but also like delicate blue velvet. Open the lid of the gift box. Inside is a black purse, lying quietly in the light blue raffia.
There is a card under the wallet.
Qi Yan ghost messenger to draw it out, the handwriting above is neat and tidy 【Hub, happy birthday! Remember, you will be accompanied by you every birthday in the future, and always love your female man! 】
Obviously, this is a birthday gift from a lively girl to her boyfriend.
But for a moment, Qi Yan had a subtle sense of time and space dislocation. It was as if he was in a dormitory a year ago, and the courier package was opened in confusion. As a result, a wallet was lying in countless waste newspapers used for earthquake protection.
It was Christmas a week ago. He was dragged by Song Fei to go shopping in the city. As a result, the pedestrian street was leaking. As soon as he moved a few steps in the flow of people, he was touched by his wallet. At the moment he reacted and even caught the figure of the thief. However, no one chased after a few steps, and the people fled.
In the final analysis, Song Fei is the culprit, because when the other party proposed to come to the city's commercial pedestrian street to press the road, he said that there must be a lot of people. In the end he was dragged hard, so he put on a wallet. But Song Fei doesn't think so. The biting of his red mouth and white teeth is that he didn't take good care of his finances.
None of them were arguing more warmly than the festive atmosphere, and finally walked back side by side-the bus has been suspended, and most taxis are reluctant to go to the suburbs so barren. The two had to go back and forth all the way to continue to block the rental.
I don't know if it was for the sake of the scene. After stepping out of Erlidi, the sky suddenly flew snow.
Both of them in the cold war were shocked.
"It's snowing." Song Fei said first, his voice low.
Qi Yan said, "Uh", almost murmured.
Song Fei lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then suddenly took out his phone and fiddled with it.
Qi Yan don't open her face, deliberately not to see.
Unexpectedly, the mobile phone that he put in his pocket quickly sounded WeChat prompt tone.
Qi Yan took out his phone suspiciously and found that Song Fei sent him a picture. Click on the big picture to see the full screen. It is a deep street in the snow. A couple of lovers hold hands and walk forward, leaving only the intimate back of the snow in the sky.
There is a line at the bottom of the picture-if we keep going like this, can we go all the way.
Qi Yan did not know how many messy things Song Fei usually watched on the Internet, so he quickly turned to a picture of the scene, and he really felt that this sentence was very cliché and extremely pretentious.
However, the body doesn't listen to the brain, and he forcibly hugs him and kisses him for a long time.
If he can, he even wants to rub this bad guy into his body.
How much Song Fei does not like to learn, he is as proficient as a prodigal, which makes Qi Yan love and hate.
So when he received the courier without warning a week later, and turned over his wallet and cards in a pile of waste newspapers, he no longer made his own right. When he is angry, he only explodes his qi, and when he is happy, he enjoys blossoming. When he shows Song Fei, it means he has to ride a roller coaster, and he recognizes it.
On the card, the characters are flying and dancing, arrogant and unrestrained— [Handsome guy, the wallet will replenish you, and the money will not be replenished. I really ca n’t ask for it. Come, incense one! 】
Until now, Qi Yan remembered that when there was no one in the dormitory, he still crouched quietly, and then secretly kissed a piece of paper with the smile of an idiot.