Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

At night, in order to take care of the driver's physical strength and considering that the gas station in front was relatively far away, they chose to stop not far away from some abandoned vehicles.

I plan to search like before to see if there is anything I can use, as well as gasoline.

Chen Ruoting, who was holding an oil pot, followed Zhou Qiyang and said, "Brother Yang, you can stay at Brother Jing's place to chat and rest with them? Your hand is still injured. If something happens, will you be injured?" Is it getting worse?"

"Did that guy Yuan Lin tell you this?"

Zhou Qiyang bent down, looked at the situation in the car, and found a lady's handbag inside, and said: "Sometimes, don't listen to his nonsense, it affects your intelligence."

"...Brother Yang, the way you speak is becoming more and more like Brother Jing."

"Yeah?"

"Yes!" She was originally a sunny and kind boy, but now her poisonous tongue ability is at its maximum, which makes her a little scared.

He tried to pull the door open, but when he found it was unlocked, he raised his eyebrows in surprise and said, "Actually, I think Brother Jing's way of speaking is quite good. He goes straight to the point without talking nonsense, which saves a lot of time."

"Oh..." In fact, she hoped that he could be as sunny as before.

Of course, it doesn't mean that he is not sunny now, but he has changed somewhat since he was injured. Such changes may be normal in his own eyes, or he may not be aware of it.

But in the eyes of bystanders like them, they knew that that battle had made him... less cheerful and warm-hearted than before.

He would smile brightly at certain times, but most of the time, he would have no expression, and even the way he spoke would no longer be so tactful.

Is it because the blow was bigger that time? But he has worked very hard, right?

Chen Ruoting knows that people who have not experienced that kind of thing are not qualified to evaluate from their own standpoint, so she accepts Zhou Qiyang like this, but she still can't help but mention it to him a little bit, hoping that he can change back to his former self.

Zhou Qiyang took out the lady's bag. Because it was not convenient for his hands, he handed it to Chen Ruoting and asked her to open it and see what was inside.

The person who placed the oil pot on the ground took over the tens of thousands of brand-name bags, unzipped them and rummaged around casually, "There are tissues, wallets, some cosmetics... and a mobile phone."

He took out his phone and pressed the unlock button. When he found no response, he shrugged, "Sure enough, there's no battery."

He threw the phone away and searched carefully, "Lady's cigarettes and lighters, yes, at least I got a pack of paper towels and a lighter, which can be used to make a fire."

In fact, with Prince Qiu here, they don't need a lighter to make a fire now, but... there is always a possibility.

She put the lighter she still had in her pocket, and then threw the women's bag back into the car without any nostalgia. After getting the car key, she walked out to the back and opened the accelerator cover, inserted the plastic tube into it, and then He pulled it out and took a look. After he found something, he said, "Fortunately, I brought the guy here."

Something specially used to guide oil.

After the two of them worked together to fill the oil can, Chen Ruoting said to Zhou Qiyang: "Brother Yang, please send the oil can back first. Fill it up and then come back and continue filling it. I'll go to the front to take a look first."

Zhou Qiyang asked her to be careful while he walked back with the oil can.

On the way, I met Yuan Lin who found a box of rubber bands and said, "Yuan Lin, could you please take the oil can back?"