Chapter 227: The little zombie of the zombie king (15)

When he was Qin Lie's fiancée before, how did Qin Ru think of this cold moon, how ashamed of him, and always felt that this was a flower of Gaoling, not something he could match.
After I waited, I felt that it was actually that way. Practicing martial arts all the year round, his body is stiff to death, not as interesting as the delicate and soft women in the clubhouse.
Moreover, what he admired before was her arrogant temperament, and now he can get her hands on it, which shows that in fact, it was just holding it before, and she was a wasteful in her bones.
But the only thing that made him feel satisfied was that she was the first time.
In other words, this woman has not been touched by Qin Lie.
This couldn't help causing Qin Ru to feel an inexplicable sense of superiority. What if you, Qin Lie, were excellent before? Now, isn't it a puddle of mud?
I touched your fiancee.
Lao Tzu can easily get a woman who has never touched you.
"A mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, do you think that with Qin Lie, can you take over the entire power of the Qin family?" Hanyue said nonchalantly.
She didn't like Qin Ru very much. If Qin Lie had supernatural powers, how could she ever let Qin Ru get her hands on her?
After all, she still prefers to conquer Qin Lie's kind of real men who are unsmiling, cold-faced and hard to approach.
It's a pity that in the last days, the strong is respected.
Without abilities, it is destined to be just waste.
"Since we have already made a plan to solve him completely this time, then stop talking nonsense and don't chirp. If there is no way to hit it this time, when Qin Lie is prepared, he will not solve it so well. Yes." Hanyue wiped the dagger from her waist.
Qin Ru held the steering wheel in one hand and touched her thigh while laughing: "I'm not worried that you will not bear your fiance?"
Hanyue slapped his hand away in disgust, "Pay attention."
"Hey..." Langhuo had to be fake and serious, boring.
Qin Ru angrily continued to drive, but he was very happy.
He couldn't help feeling happy when he thought that after today, the mountain that Qin Lie had been pressing on top of his head, almost crushing him into a tortoise grandson, was about to be completely removed.
The cars behind are all pickup trucks.
Take the superpower team as the unit, one for each team.
Part of the materials brought back by the team will be handed over to the base, and the rest will be shared.
Only Qin Lie formed a team alone.
No way, who told him to be the only one among ordinary people who insisted on coming out to collect supplies.
Ordinary people in the Imperial Capital Base also have a way to earn food.
Women, sell themselves.
Ordinary men do nothing, so they can get a biscuit soaked in water. Can help build the city wall, five biscuits a day. You can also beg, as long as you put it down.
No matter how bad, the Qin family is one of the high-levels of the imperial capital base, and it is not impossible for him to rely on the family to eat soft food.
What do you have to do?
Do you think he is the heir of the former Qin family's claim to be one-off?
A mighty tall man, about one meter and eighty meters old, twenty-six or seventeen years old. Bronze-colored skin, hidden under the clothes and pants, are strong muscles that are extremely explosive.
His face was stiff and handsome, and he was full of hormones.
He was closing his eyes and rested, his face was indifferent, and he refused to stay thousands of miles away.
It's not that Qin Lie didn't hear the whispers of other people, but just didn't bother to care about it.
What's more, what people said was the truth, and he really couldn't refute it.
He has no abilities, from heaven to earth, the truth is so cruel.