Number One Zombie Wife

In reality, Mu Yifan, who is often led by Xiao Xiao, didn't feel anything wrong, so the moment he took his hand in Zhan Beitian, he also held him back.

Zhan Beitian used the corner of his eyes to glance back at Mu Yifan's smile, and his stubborn corner slightly ticked off, leading people to the temporary trading area.

There are a lot of people in the trading area. At a glance, it is like coming to a lively bazaar. People are crowded. Everyone takes their own supplies to exchange other things they need.

This scene seems as if the last days never came.

However, when he saw others trading materials, he immediately broke Mu Yifan's beautiful fantasy.

"Is there anything you want?" Zhan Beitian asked faintly.

Mu Yifan looked left and right, everyone was trading some daily necessities. There was nothing he needed.

Besides, he is now mixing with the male lead, which is delicious, easy to wear, and what else to buy.

Mu Yifan was about to shake his head, but was attracted by the few white teenagers in front.

Every teenager is very handsome. If he doesn't take a closer look, he thinks he is a little girl and he is very short and slender. Because of wearing tight T-shirts, he looks thinner.

Of course, it wasn't just the teenagers who attracted him, but several middle-aged men who were choosing them.

They looked at the teenagers either with embarrassment or insignificance, and even middle-aged men squeezed the teenager's **** severely to satisfy their desires.

Moreover, there are still people who want to inspect and inspect the goods on the spot, and hold on to Xiaonian and kiss them up. There is no hiding that many people are watching around.

The eyes of the teenagers were too disgusted, but they couldn't resist, so they had to lower their heads and not speak.

"Is that also a deal?" Mu Yifan asked.

Zhan Beitian gave a cold glance and speeded up to take people away, so as not to bring bad people around.

Mu Yifan glanced again later, and suddenly thought that he had once described a scene in the trading area in the book, and there were people who traded young people in exchange for food.

This situation is very popular in the last days, because women are originally less than men. After the last days, delicate women are more difficult to survive than men. Therefore, women have become more and more precious, and it is because of this that women are made more attractive. Bi Rongxue became even higher, thinking that all men should hold her.

However, when the male lead likes her sister, he just doesn't like her, and if she loses her face, she will be hated by the love and kill the male lead together with the Zombie King.

Mu Yifan sighed in his heart, but just wrote it casually, there really was such a thing in the trading area, it was a miserable good family boy.

"Does it look so good?" Zhan Beitian said coldly.

Mu Yifan turned his head: "I just feel that the young people are poor."

Zhan Beitian didn't say anything, but he slowed down.

Mu Yifan left behind the traffic in young people. Then, he saw several pairs of men holding hands and walking the streets very intimately.

In fact, there is nothing. In reality, there are many **** men, but I still feel weird.

Mu Yifan lowered his head and looked at her holding hands with Zhan Beitian, but did not have any weird thoughts. Instead, she felt very ordinary, and even strangely liked such a hand, it was strange.

Zhan Beitian took Mu Yifan to a small grocery store. The grocery store was empty and there were few things in the glass counter. They were all ordinary household items.

The owner of the shop is a little old man with a humpback. He has gray hair and is very thin. It looks like he has n’t eaten for half a month. The bones in the flesh are clearly visible.

The face looks a bit strange, the forehead is relatively sharp, but the lower jaw is large and round, and there is a large black pimple on the corner of the wide mouth, which looks a little ugly.

The old man saw Zhan Beitian coming in, and twisted his thick black brows, and said, "I don't have anything to change here. Some are the ones on the counter. If you need them, take some rice. Change it. "

Zhan Beitian walked to the counter and took a bag of five pounds of rice from his backpack and put it on the table: "I want to ask you some news."

The little old man froze and saw the rice on the table, his eyes were very narrow.

He really needs rice now, but he didn't know what the man in front wanted to ask.

Mu Yifan, based on the appearance of the little boss, quickly found out who the little old man was from the novel content in his head.

It turned out that the old man was named Li Tianqing, and his neighbours called him Li old.

Because she looks so ugly, she never married her daughter-in-law and lived alone.

After the end of the age, he was too old and small to go out to find food with the people, and he only ate it by using rice bought before the end of the world.

Later, because of the big mutation, he became an ability, but instead of attacking, he has a pair of miles that can listen thousands of miles away.

Therefore, there is absolutely nothing wrong with asking him about the news.

"What news do you want to ask?" The old man asked.

Zhan Beitian said, "I want to know what happened to City B."

The little old man looked at him with a stunned look: "K city is thousands of kilometers away from B city, how do I know the news over there."

Zhan Beitian said nothing and took the rice back into his bag.

Seeing this, the old man said busyly, "Wait."

Zhan Beitian looked at him.

The little old man hesitated a moment and said, "You have to inquire about City B, but you have too little rice."

Zhan Beitian twisted his eyebrows: "I'll give you twenty pounds of rice. Let me ask the question.

When the old man heard twenty pounds of rice, his eyes flickered, and he stood up and said, "Come in with me."

Zhan Beitian pulled Mu Yifan and followed the old man into the grocery store.

The old man asked, "This gentleman, I'm curious how did you know that I knew about City B?"

Zhan Beitian said nothing.

The little old man didn't ask much.