Chapter 388: That is **** smell
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Apocalypse Meltdown
- Twenty-Two Knife Flow
- 1277 characters
- 2021-02-03 03:05:46
Amazing?
Deng Weibo’s mood returned to calm and smiled bitterly.
"Who is the murderer?" Chu Han showed a touch of color in his eyes.
"Chuhan, I won't say this." Unexpectedly, Deng Weibo looked at Chu Han seriously: "My parents' hatred must be reported personally."
"You..." Chu Han didn't know how to open it. Suddenly the situation changed him to be caught off guard. Although it was inevitable that there would be a butterfly effect caused by the rebirth of the world, it was different from the previous one. However, the death of Deng Weibo's parents was somewhat unacceptable to Chu Han. Even he is not clear about the reasons for this.
"Don't say this." Deng Weibo does not seem to want to talk more about this topic, but his eyes are bright and envious of watching Chu Han: "You seem to live well?"
Chu Han is full of bitterness and does not know how to answer. At this moment, in this crowded room, the dressing of two people is very different. Deng Weibo is a refugee from the inside out, but he is not much different from the makeup of the civilized era. The difference is too big.
"Do you know what you know?" Deng Weibo suddenly screamed and danced with excitement: "A general of Shangjing Xinfeng is exactly the same as your name, and that person is still a third-order evolutionary, and you also see outside. That is the assessment of the stone wall? The first place on the third-order combat power list, the comprehensive evaluation of s+!"
"I saw it." Chu Han was so bitter, and there was a sentence stuck in his throat for a long time. He finally sighed: "Fang Rong? Do you see him?"
Deng Weibo’s face had a moment of solidification. The death of the parents who had just been depressed had risen again. He lowered his head with some pain and his hands kept shaking:
Fang Rong is dead.
Hey!
Chu Han helped the hand at the side of the table and slammed hard, and crushed the foot of the wooden table. The crumbs were smashed out of the fingers.
"How did you die?" Chu Han asked this sentence after a long time.
"It’s a zombie." Deng Weibo’s voice was low.
Chu Han didn't know what kind of room he left. He didn't tell Deng Weibo that he was a fourth-order evolver at the moment, and he didn't tell him that he was the new general who was going to take office. He didn't say anything, just And Deng Weibo calmly said goodbye, the other party just chatting with him for a while, did not retain.
"Chu Han." After a while, Wang Cai had some incomprehensible questions: "He is not your university roommate, why don't you help him?"
Chu Han kept on foot and walked toward the center of the base step by step: "Everyone has his own life track. For me, Deng Weibo is a difficult knot for me, but he is still Fang Rong or Fan Hongxuan. They are all people who have died eight years ago."
Wang Cai was extremely surprised: "You didn't think so before. Before you except your parents, your biggest wish is to find these three people, and they haven't helped you? Although all the trajectories in this world are different, it is not at all with the last life. The same, but how suddenly did your thoughts change so much?"
Chu Han did not answer directly, but just said another sentence: "Do you not feel that there is a smell in the house?"
Wang Cai nodded: "Yes, it is stinky. The places around are very stinky, too dirty. It is estimated that it is the reason for not cleaning up for a long time."
"No." Chu Han interrupted it, and the voice was a bit cold: "That is smell."
Shortly after Chu Han’s departure, Deng Weibo, who closed the door, walked to the ground where he had been sitting before, gently smashed the debris next to it, and picked up a piece of wood that was laid flat on the ground, suddenly a thick smell drifted. Open, instantly fill the entire house.
It was a hole that was hollowed out. It was only one meter deep and very narrow. There was a bucket inside. There was a man in the bucket. He broke his foot and was cut off his eyes and cut his tongue.
Hear it?
Deng Weibo’s face changed to the calmness of meeting with Chu Han before, but changed to a haze look:
Chu Han asked you!
"Hey! Hey!" The man in the bucket made a heartbreaking sound, coming out of his throat. He had no tongue to speak, his voice was small, but his expression was shaking and he shook the bucket. The touch is straight.
If Chu Han is here, he will definitely recognize this celebrity. It is the face of Deng Weibo who said that he was killed by the zombies.
"Hey! You will be here forever!" Deng Weibo screamed at the face of Fang Rong's face, and then smiled and changed: "Reassured, even if I don't eat enough, I won't make you hungry." Dead, I have to torture you all the time!"
Hey!
Closing the board, Deng Weibo feels very comfortable, Chu Han actually came to the Beijing base, it is a coincidence!
"stop!"
At the center of the Shangjing base, two people dressed in military uniforms will stop Chu Han. This is the most important place for the entire survivor base of Shangjing. The city is completely isolated from the outside. It is not only guarded but also more roads. It is clean and there is no trace of dust, and even the guards of the guards are evolutionists.
Chu Han looked up and looked at the inner city in front of the base. It seems impossible to mix in silently. The day after tomorrow is the first day of the new year. The guards here are particularly strict, and he has seen several captains on the road. The above people are going inside.
The two guards saw that Chu Han was not dressed as an ordinary survivor. One of them had a slightly better attitude: "This is the inner city base, and no one can get close."
Chu Han just wants to talk
"Wait." Another guard suddenly said: "Maybe to sign up for the army, but find the wrong place? I heard a person on duty who said that many people who returned to the Beijing base were looking for the wrong entrance."
"It is possible." The first guard who stopped Chu Han nodded, so he hanged Chu Han and chatted with the other person: "After all, the population of our base has soared recently, and the number of people joining the army is especially high these days. Everyone wants to take an oath on the first day of the new year."
"Yeah, I regret it." The guard was not willing to face: "I am coming in for half a month. I know that I will wait another half a month. On the first day of the New Year, I will take a vow to the military camp." I heard that 80% of the generals have come back to participate in this New Year's Congress. The 15 generals have come to the top of the list for more than ten people. You can see many celebrities!"
"I rely on! I went to the military camp last week. Am I more disadvantaged?"
The two people regretted each other with such a sad look. The more they talked, the more they struggled. They completely forgot that they were standing in front of them and waiting to enter the city.
"I said, what is the New Year's Conference?" Chu Han asked: "Where is the entrance to the military camp for the first time?"