The strongest reserve for the doomsday

Chapter 731

When I came up to the four rooms below, I had inspected the outer two, but the inner two had not been inspected.

Nima, I wonder if there's something in these two basements in this house.

There is also the possibility of coming from the embankment outside.

But the river embankment outside is very hidden, and there are a lot of fences and iron gates along the way, so ordinary zombies can't find here.

Then there may be only one left, and that is that the thing that makes this sound below is originally in this room.

And it's in the basement, which was supposed to be dormant.

But when I walked in with the fat man, it became popular, so I activated it.

But,,, why is this kid

closing the door? Ordinary zombies don't have the habit of closing the door and beating handsome guys. If you meet someone who is popular, you will not hesitate to pounce on it, and you will not think about closing the door first.

And just when I was thinking about all kinds of possibilities, the thing below didn't seem to be ready to leave me too much time to think, and suddenly there was a rapid

"squeak~"

sound from the stairwell, and then I saw a black fluffy thing rushing up towards it.

Perhaps, ordinary people or girls, hearing this sound and seeing this black shadow, must panic and run away.

But I haven't seen any scenes with the fat man.

At this time, how can anyone slaughter, the fat man and my flashlight immediately shine together in the stairwell.

In an instant, the entire stairwell was illuminated, and the black shadow also showed its true appearance in an instant.

"A stinky mouse! I'm scared to death! Let's go!" After

saying that, the fat man raised his leg and kicked at the mouse.

Unexpectedly, instead of dodging, this mouse rushed towards the fat man.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, this mouse is probably not a good person, the fat man, this light enemy may suffer a big loss, between the lightning and flint, I shouted:

"Not good!"

and then slammed the Vajra shield in his hand in the direction of this mouse.

My Vajra shield, the last to strike, swung sideways in front of the mouse before the fat scud kicked it.

"Bang!"

the long fangs of the mouse's mouth collided with the edge of my Vajra shield with a crisp metallic thud.

And this mouse, after eating my Vajra shield, instead of being timid, grinned even more arrogantly at me and the fat man.

"Twitter~"

shouted at us.

The fat man was on the side, and he was also taken aback by the scene just now.

However, it was only startled, and after less than 0.01 seconds, seeing that this mouse was still provoking in front of our living Hades, the fat man raised the AK rifle in his hand without hesitation and hit this mouse is bullet.

Da Da Da ~ Da ~ " Since we are now in this room, it is a confined space, plus Lao Maozi's AK rifle, there is no silence mechanism at all, the sound of this bullet exploding is like hanging a string of electric cannons (a very loud firecracker) on my ears, and then lighting up and putting it off.

As a result, my ears were buzzing for 3 minutes, and I couldn't hear anything clearly.

After a while, I heard the fat man muttering to himself while fiddling with the rat that had been beaten into a shuttle by the fat man:

"I'll copy it, this mouse's teeth are very strong

!" "Numb, don't play with the rat, be careful of the plague!"

I rubbed my ears on the side.

Then I continued

, "Get up and work, there are other rats in this house!" The

fat man also lost interest in this rat, perhaps because he was afraid of the plague.

He stood up, and I walked with me into the kitchen.

The current situation is a bit delicate, because there must be more than one rat in a household.

One is easy to clean up, but if there are four or five at once, or more, then the fat man and I will be invincible with two fists and four hands, and we will definitely suffer.

So it's better to retreat as soon as possible for now.

In this kitchen, there is a circle of floor cabinets, like treasure chests.

The fat man and I opened the door of the cabinet one by one, and when we opened the fifth treasure chest, we finally found a bag of 20 catties of rice inside, but some of it had been eaten, and it was estimated that the rest was 15 or 6 catties.

The fat man opened the door of the cabinet on the other side, and the rice on the other side was not found, but he got a bag of eggs.

In line with the principle that thieves do not go empty, the fat man took a set of bags, that is, took out the eggs and tied them to the tactical vest on his chest.

I looked at the fat man like this, and said with a smile:

"Damn, fat man, you look like this, if anyone sees this, they will think that the devil has entered the village." "

"Get into the hair, don't eat the eggs later

~" "Laughing, laughing~ It's the return of the hero~

" After cleaning up, I called the fat man to call it a day: "Call it a day, call it a day, I

can't tell if there are other mice." When

I said this, I had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

Where's what's

wrong, it's the rat's wrong, why is the rat wrong?

Because it's the end of the world, and there's no food for the rats, and there's still rice and eggs in this kitchen.

Why don't these rats come to eat?

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