Building an Empire in the Apocalypse

After Chen Shuang finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards her resting place.

Jia Xiaoxiong was stunned for a moment, his face full of astonishment, and then he looked at Lu Feng, but he didn't know that the latter had already mistook him for nothing.

"Brother Feng, why don't you care?"

Jia Xiaoxiong held his stomach cramped by Chen Shuang's punch. He endured the pain and ran to Lu Feng and said.

Lu Feng looked at the horns that Chen Shuang had just peeled off and said:

"Why don't I care about you!"

"No, she, you should tell me something."

Lu Feng glanced at him:

"What do you want me to say about you? People have said that, but you still don't understand?"

Jia Xiaoxiong shook his head.

Lu Feng asked:

"What did she just say?"

"She's not anyone's girl! Oh! Brother Feng, you mean."

Jia Xiaoxiong suddenly woke up. Didn't Chen Shuang mean that she didn't have a boyfriend?

Thinking of this, Jia Xiaoxiong went to look for something in his bag. Lu Feng ignored him and continued to study the horn in his hand.

Lu Feng felt that this was a goat's horn that could be cut continuously by a black sword. In his previous life, his weapons were made from this kind of beast. However, his craftsmanship was very average at that time, so he often encountered problems when using it.

For example, if it breaks or falls off, sometimes it will be in crisis because of insufficient length.

Lu Feng glanced at Chen Shuang, who was hiding far away in a daze, and suddenly thought of the homemade short spear he heard Liu Min talk about during the inspection last night.

"Is this lamb bone very hard?"

Lu Feng stood behind Chen Shuang and looked at the sheep bones in her hand.

Chen Shuang did not look back. After hearing Lu Feng's question, she answered after a moment:

"Yes, but it doesn't bother me!"

"What about that one?"

Lu Feng raised the two horns in his hand.

A strange flash appeared in Chen Shuang's eyes:

"What do you think?"

"A gun! A short spear, you name it. I want to use this thing to its full potential!"

Chen Shuang thought for a while and said:

"Okay, but it might take two days!"

The residential houses in Xinyue Villa are also a place to promote farmhouse entertainment. It used to be one of the most popular places for tourists, especially groups traveling with families.

Therefore, this is also the gathering place with the largest number of residences and people. There is a saying that the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. This sentence proves that it is more appropriate here.

At this time, three figures kept running along the winding path of the farmhouse.

Soon they stopped outside a house.

It is somewhat similar to an ancient old house. In front of the house is a gate painted with inky black paint. The gate is surrounded by a black door frame. There are two cut-out New Year pictures on the gate. One pattern is a koi leaping over a dragon gate. The other one is a Fuwa holding a gold ingot.

Outside the gate are two black pillars, supporting the protruding porch. Two strings of bright red lanterns hang on the porch, hanging from the left and right pillars.

Looking further up, the porch on top of the pillars is like a huge cover, covering the porch. It is unknown what kind of wood the beam roof frame is matched with red bricks and tiles.

The bricks and tiles are neat and uniform, like the scales of a fish, sparkling in the sun, and the light spots extend from the gatehouse to the top of the wall.

The white-washed walls are covered with red tiles, like guards in plain clothes standing there guarding the home.

After the three people stopped, they looked around, as if to prevent anyone from following them. After confirming safety again and again, one of them stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta!"

Several consecutive rhythmic knocks on the door were like an irregular signal, and then there was a creak and the heavy wooden door was pushed open.

As the wooden door was pushed open, the situation inside was also revealed. Several people with weapons in their hands stood inside the door, with murderous intent on their faces declaring the violence in their hearts.

"Fuck! You three! Why did you come back? Liu Tou thought you were dead outside!"

The leader inside was a bearded man. When he saw the person clearly, he couldn't help but say hello, but his words were full of disdain and even a little bit of complaint.

"Zhou Bing, can you speak? If you can't speak, just shut your mouth!"

Among the three, a man holding a watermelon knife said to Zhou Bing who opened the door inside.

Zhou Bing frowned slightly, and without any warning, he waved the weapon in his hand and struck at him.

The expression of the man holding the watermelon knife changed. He did not expect that the other party would suddenly attack. He raised the weapon in his hand to block.

"Bang! Ah~"

The man holding the watermelon knife flew out suddenly, hit the door and let out a muffled grunt, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out from the man's mouth.

Looking at the weapon in Zhou Bing's hand, it turned out to be a stone hammer. Seeing that the man was beaten away by him, Zhou Bing showed a sneer on his lips:

"You're such a fool, you're blind. Even I, Zhou Bing, dare to scold me. I'm going to show you the power of Zhou Dachui today!"

As he spoke, Zhou Dachui raised his stone hammer and hit the man who was leaning against the door. But before he could get closer, he saw a black figure flash past in front of him.

"Fuck! Who's in the way?"

Zhou Bing frowned and cursed, then looked into the distance. Less than ten meters away from him, a man with a long sword on his back was facing Zhou Bing.

After seeing the man's back clearly, Zhou Bing swallowed back the words that came to his lips. The people behind Zhou Bing also looked like they had seen a ghost when they saw the man carrying a long knife on his back.

"Cao, Brother Cao!"

The man called Brother Cao did not look back, and said after a moment:

"Alright! ~ Stop fighting among us ~ If your hands are itchy, how many moves can I give you?"

Brother Cao's voice was like a broken gong, making people's teeth tremble and making them want to cover their ears.

Not because it's harsh or unpleasant, but because it's eerie!

After hearing this, Zhou Bing's eyes changed, as if he was full of dissatisfaction, and even had a hint of deep resentment. He smiled stiffly and said:

"Brother Cao is laughing, how dare I make trouble with you?"

After hearing this, Brother Cao dragged the man who had just been injured by Zhou Bing and walked inside. When he left, he did not forget to leave a sentence:

"Very good! This is the last time. If you let me see you dare to touch my person again, you will bear the consequences."

"Yes, yes! It won't happen next time."

Zhou Bing nodded and spoke with a bow, without any hint of disobedience, as if he was respectful to his father.

The two people outside the door also walked in. They didn't expect that they would rely on someone to support them.