Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

The person who was kicked pretended to be in pain, and after letting out a pretentious ouch, he bent down to get in front of her and groaned.

But just as he was about to take action, someone pushed his shoulder. When he turned around, hehe... it turned out to be him.

Yin Ze stood between the two of them, looking at Prince Qiu with cold eyes, and said, "For Prince Qiu, just some basic disinfectant supplies are enough, right? After all, not many people can use a scalpel as a weapon."

"You're right……"

Prince Qiu turned his hand and turned out a scalpel. After a few tricks, the tip of the knife pointed at Yin Ze's emerald eyes and said, "Do you want to try my knife skills?"

"Perhaps you also want to try my boxing skills?"

The two had a disagreement and started to confront each other again. Mu Jing looked at them and said, "It's enough to stop flirting."

Hearing this, the two of them looked at each other with disgust, immediately looked away, and decided not to easily argue with each other in front of Mu Jing in the future, otherwise the end would be really miserable.

Who is the wrong person to form a CP with? Him?

vomit!

Mu Jing, who had directly organized the two people to fight each other with the eight-character phrase, looked at Zhang Tong and said, "We have nothing that can be exchanged of equal value."

"It doesn't matter, just make friends?"

Someone who can get a gun is not a simple person. Anyway, he still has a lot of those things. In addition, there are not many people alive in the town. They usually collect supplies by taking long routes without zombies, so there are no injuries. If you give it to them, treat it as a favor. If you encounter it in the future, maybe you can give it some face?

Mu Jing looked at Zhang Tong for a moment and saw that he did not have any evil intentions, and said, "That's troublesome."

"No trouble, no trouble."

Zhang Tong looked at the zombies moving towards them not far away, quickly pointed to the path behind the haystack, and said: "If you trust me, just follow me. Anyway, you have guns on you. I If I do something bad, you can kill me with one shot."

Everyone else was silent, but Liao Zhengcheng, who was much older than them, walked up and followed behind him, chatting with him from time to time.

After chatting for a while, I found that Zhang Tong seemed to be very straightforward and straightforward, but he was also very defensive when answering questions. He did not reveal at all how many people they had and how many weapons they had, let alone some potential items.

All that can be known so far is that they currently live in a small sandfield that has been abandoned for a long time not far from the town.

This is probably done by some private owner. The scale is not large, but the profits will be considerable in a year.

Zhang Tong asked them to wait here while he ran to the front. After verifying his identity, someone came out of the battlefield with a rake in his hand.

"Mom, they are just here to sit around, don't be so nervous."

After hearing what her son said, Zhang Ma relaxed her vigilance a little and looked at those people. When she found that most of them were teenagers, she moved the rake behind her, walked over and said, "Sorry, Did it scare you just now?"

Mu Jing took the lead in shaking his head, and the others followed suit.

Zhang's mother saw them and enthusiastically asked them to go inside. While leading the way, she threw the rake to her son Zhang Tong, "It's quite simple here. There isn't even a decent place to sleep. Don't dislike it."

Even if disaster strikes, his hospitable personality and manners remain unchanged.

"Auntie, how long have you lived here? I didn't see any water on the way here. Is it inconvenient for you to live here?