Doomsday: I'm in Kimchi Country, Professional Necromancer

"I'm not sick and have no family history of genetic disease. If you don't believe me, you can go to the hospital for a checkup with you."

The sexy policewoman has Han Mu's legs hooked, and the expression on her face is sincere and hot.

This look is familiar to Han Mu, it is the look he looks at when he sees a beautiful woman.

However, it was the first time that someone looked at him with such eyes.

"There are many people who want to marry me, and it's not your turn."

Han Mu threw the woman out with a flick of his hand.

It's okay to play, marry him?

A Xiaoxiba can at most be a concubine.

"If you don't want to marry me, I will be your lover, and sooner or later you will fall in love with me."

The woman continued to stalk, Han Mu's face was speechless.

He doesn't have time to mess with this crazy woman now.

Jin Zhiyan, who was standing next to him, was about to bite his silver teeth into pieces.

This little bitch dared to seduce her man in front of her.

"Where is your arsenal here?"

Han Mu caught a policeman, and under those indifferent eyes, the young policeman pointed tremblingly in one direction.

This man is the devil!

Just being looked at by those eyes made him feel like he was going to die.

"Is it here?"

Look at the room enclosed by iron fences and titanium doors.

Han Mu stepped back half a step and kicked straight.

boom!

The distorted gates and fences flew straight out.

Walking in, it is a dark corridor, and the end of the corridor is connected to the warehouse.

"There are only so many weapons."

Han Mu was a little disappointed to see the firearms hanging on three walls in the warehouse.

There are a lot of pistols, about 20 of them, some of them are revolvers, which have been used in the cold country in the last century, and are still in use now, and they have not changed for decades.

There are also some improved models of the P7, the P7M13, which uses 13-round double-column magazines, and the power can only be said to be quite satisfactory.

There are very few powerful firearms, a few K7 submachine guns, and very few bullets.

There are quite a few police three-section sticks and bulletproof vests.

Counting the grenades and the guns of the underworld outside, these weapons can barely fit two or three squads.

Even so, Jin Zhiyan was already very happy.

After all, there are only a dozen of her younger brothers who have firearms.

Now it has tripled directly.

Excited, the more I looked at Han Mu, the more pleasing to the eye, I couldn't help but leaned in and kissed directly.

"It's like a reward for you!"

A faint blush flashed across the woman's face, but she still had that slightly frivolous expression on her face.

Han Mu grabbed Jin Jiyan who was trying to escape.

He wrapped his arms around his waist and hugged him.

"Just relying on this as a reward is too perfunctory."

Han Mu looked down at the woman condescendingly.

How could Jin Zhiyan, who was still a little shy, bear this.

His chest was pushed forward, his head held high and his face full of arrogance, his tit-for-tat gaze did not retreat.

"Then what do you want?"

"Come upstairs at night, I want you..."

Jin Zhiyan listened attentively, and his face gradually became strange.

Can this be done?

You're not a pervert, are you?

Jin Zhiyan, who felt that his three views had collapsed, looked at Han Mu in disbelief.

But being looked at by those mocking eyes that were half-smiling but not smiling, it seemed that there was something like "You won't dare to dare".

A stalk in the neck, immediately hardened the airway.

"Come on, who's afraid of you!"

"Then I'll have to wait and see."

Han Mu whistled and walked out of the arsenal humming a song, looking surprisingly good.

Outside the arsenal, the policewoman looked curiously at Han Mu, whose mood suddenly improved.

"What are you singing, why haven't you heard of it?"

"Chou Dong's song, the whole city has the ending song of the Golden Armor, what do I tell you about this?"

Han Mu suddenly reacted, there is no Jay Chou in this world, and Xiaoxi knows nothing.

"What are you doing here?"

"Wait for you, I said I want to be your lover."

"This kind of thing is not just for fun."

Han Mu pulled the woman into his arms, the hot body temperature made the woman's legs a little weak.

He has always liked to be active, not passive.

A small West Hachi also wanted to ride on his head.

"Little brat."

Let go of the woman whose face was flushed and her mind went blank.

I don't know anything about learning from other people's flirting, and after watching two movies, I feel that I can do it myself.

This little girl, in the end, does not know as much as a married woman.

boring.

Everyone in the world spurned Cao thieves, and everyone in the world was a Cao thief.

Han Mu, who walked out of the police station, waved his hand behind him, and a lazy voice came.

"If you really want to find me, just do something practical."

"By the way, I usually live on the eighth floor at night, don't get me wrong."

"It's raining, so bring your own umbrella if you're afraid of getting drenched."

...

In the large supermarket, a group of survivors with numb eyes curled up quietly in the corner.

The smelly excrement is everywhere.

This was originally a large supermarket, but with the establishment of a large shopping mall a few hundred meters away.

The supermarket has long been abandoned.

In addition to the elderly who are closer, they will occasionally visit here for daily grocery shopping.

After the doomsday broke out, it was occupied by the largest local underworld society.

Become a makeshift base for a group of innocent survivors.

It's just that the leader of this survivor base is a ruthless club boss.

Not only did all the survivors live a life of precariousness, but even women with a bit of beauty would be pulled away and bullied by those club members.

And the reward is a piece of bread, or a bag of cookies.

Some people thought about escaping from here, but all those who were caught ended up miserably.

"Axi, who are you and what are you doing here!"

"The chick looks good, let's have a drink with us."

"Monster!"

boom!

With a gunshot and terrified screams, the backbone of the community who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the supermarket was shot in the head.

The supermarket door opened, and the dim supermarket was illuminated by a beam of sunlight.

"From today, we will take over here."

Jin Zhiyan, who brought several undead soldiers, spread his magnetic voice throughout the supermarket.

Those members of the society who tried to resist were trampled by the undead soldiers one by one.

The dark soul fire stared, and the icy bone blade was placed on the neck.

The irritable mood suddenly calmed down, and there was even a feeling of repentance.

Inside the supermarket, a pair of numb eyes lifted up, and there seemed to be a ray of light in the dark eyes.

"You ask me what to do with the people in the underworld society?"

Han Mu crossed his legs, looked at the scenery outside the window, and slowly took a cigar.

"Why don't you ask me about this kind of thing? It's enough to separate them from the group of survivors."

"Four people in a room, three people can't teach one person a lesson."

Han Mu said casually.

There was a thin cold sweat on Park Zhengyi's face.

With this distribution going on, will these community members still be alive?

"Well, people have to pay for their choices, right?"

Light eyes stared at him.

Park Zhengyi lowered his head and bowed ninety degrees, with awe written on his face.

"Go make arrangements."

"Do things well in the future, don't think about those who have and don't, because of Hui En's face, you can't escape from this position."

Han Mu tapped.

Looking at the grateful expression on Park Zhengyi's face, he knew that he would be grateful tonight.

One horse is slippery, two or three are slippery.

got used to.

Who makes these employees like to contradict the boss.