Urban: Start the Girls’ Dormitory to Catch Ghosts

As Su Qing opened the door and came out, the emotional crowd outside fell into a brief silence.

"Why didn't you speak?"

Su Qing was the first to break the silence.

"We haven't eaten in a long time."

A middle-aged man said something.

"Really?" Su Qing looked surprised.

The middle-aged man nodded again and again: "Really."

"Then you are so pitiful." Su Qing said sympathetically.

The middle-aged man was stunned: "It's over?"

He thought he was so pitiful, and the other party would give him something to eat no matter what.

Unexpectedly, Su Qing has not followed up.

"Otherwise?" Su Qing asked back.

The middle-aged person's popularity is fading: "We don't have anything to eat. Why do you two eat hot pot? You have to eat it together, otherwise you won't want to eat it!"

"That's right! If you want to starve to death, everyone will starve to death, anyway, you're going to die anyway, and you're shy!"

"Everyone rushed in and grabbed the supplies!"

Everyone agrees with each other, and their faces are hideous. Since ancient times, they have not suffered from widowhood, but they have suffered unevenly. They are all starving, but Su Qing and Zhang Miao have food. Why?

"Have you really stepped on a horse and treated me as a soft persimmon?"

Su Qing didn't smile, but with a ruthless expression, she directly raised a Gatling from the storage ring.

In an instant, the group of people who were still snoring just now was instantly quiet, and fear appeared in their eyes.

At the same time, they were a little puzzled, where did he hide such a big gun?

"If you want supplies, take a step forward."

Su Qing skillfully shook the muzzle.

Unfortunately, no one spoke up this time.

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy and uncertain, and finally he took a step forward: "So many of us..."

"Da da da……"

Gatling spat out a string of Martians.

Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, his body was directly smashed by the bullet, and his flesh flew.

The splattered flesh and blood splashed on everyone's faces, and everyone's eyes were dull and a little dazed.

No one expected Su Qing to be so cruel.

"There are so many of you, not enough for me." Su Qing filled out the unfinished words for the middle-aged man and looked at the others: "Does anyone want supplies?"

Inside the house, Zhang Miao opened her mouth into an O shape and stared at Su Qing's back with a gun in a stunned manner.

Is this what you know by reasoning and moving by emotion?

She suddenly thought that Su Qing said that those supplies were borrowed from good-hearted people. Could it be that they also borrowed them with a gun like this?

Sure enough, under the gun, everyone is kind.

"No... no, I don't want it!"

"I don't want it anymore, big brother, don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now."

"I don't want any more..."

The rest of the people scattered in a hurry and ran to their homes. Although there was no food, they starved to death, but early death was different from late death.

"A bunch of idiots."

Su Qing breathed out the fragrance, and then put Gatling, a symbol of love and peace, into the storage ring.

As soon as she turned around and entered the room, she happened to meet Zhang Miao's stunned pretty face.

"It's okay, the troublemaker was sent away by me." Su Qing grinned, looking innocent and harmless.

Really. Send it away!

Zhang Miao's mouth twitched slightly.

I believe in your evil!

Then she was a little curious: "Where is your gun? It's that big?"

Such a long, black and big gun, suddenly taken out, suddenly disappeared again.

Simply amazing.

"Where do you think men's guns are generally placed?" Su Qing asked jokingly.

Zhang Miao blushed pretty, and spat: "Brother Su, you're necrotic, hum, you know how funny people are."

Of course she knew where it was.

Su Qing laughed and closed the door.

…………

The next day, when Zhang Miao woke up.

I saw Su Qing starting the car.

"Brother Su, are you leaving?"

She panicked instantly and ran out barefoot.

She was only wearing a nightdress, and when she ran, she jumped up and down, and her conscience was about to come out.

"I'm going to find something to eat." Su Qing said.

There are quite a few weapons, medicinal pills, and various kitchen utensils and seasonings in his storage ring.

But the food has been consumed almost.

If he had known that this mission was an apocalyptic world, he would have brought a bunch of food in reality.

Zhang Miao said quickly, "I'll go too."

It was hard to rely on her, she was afraid that Su Qing would not come back, or that a bad person would come to her door.

"Okay, I didn't worry that you were at home alone." Su Qing helped her open the co-pilot's door.

Zhang Miao just wanted to get in the car, and then remembered that she was not wearing shoes, and blushed: "I'm going to change clothes."

A few minutes later, Zhang Miao went downstairs again.

She was wearing a white shirt and denim shorts, showing her dazzling white legs. For the convenience of activities, she did not wear high heels, but sports shoes.

The long hair is tied into a ponytail, which looks pure and full of youthful and lively atmosphere.

After locking the door, the two drove off.

After the car drove out of the villa area, the roar of the engine attracted the nearby zombies.

Zhang Miao looked at the terrifying zombies, bit her lip and grasped the handrail, without saying a word.

Compared to a woman who can only call when something happens.

Zhang Miao's performance has been much stronger.

"Wait for me in the car."

Su Qing dropped five words, opened the door and got out of the car, carrying Gatling to face the zombies for a while.

Looking at the gun that suddenly appeared again, Zhang Miao widened her eyes: "Could it be that Brother Su is an immortal?"

"Da da da da da..."

The gunshots continued to sound, and the bullets fired like a fire dragon, hitting the zombies with blood.

Normally, these zombies would only die if they hit the head, but the bullets fired by Gatling could swept them away, and it was hard not to die.

One after another corpses fell, Su Qing was like a game character, with sparks spitting from the muzzle, he was not affected by the recoil at all, standing and outputting steadily.

After the bullets were fired, he directly waved his fists and rushed into the group of corpses, punching one head at a time, and headless zombies kept falling to the ground, and it was not fun to play games.

Secretly, I don't know how many survivors watched this shocking scene and thought they had seen a fairy.

After killing all the zombies, Su Qing took off his blood-stained short sleeves, revealing his muscles.

Zhang Miao saw Fang's heart trembling.

Big Brother Su...it's really strong.

You can't take it yourself.

Thinking about it, her face turned red.

Some strange pictures appeared in my mind, I felt a little uncomfortable, and I couldn't sit still.

Su Qing wiped the blood on her face with her short sleeves, then threw it away, then opened the door and got in the car.

"What's the matter with you? Is it hot?"

Su Qing looked at Zhang Miao's blushing face.

"No." Zhang Miao turned her head out the window.

Su Qing stepped on the accelerator and the car sped out.

"Great God! Great God take me!"

"Brother, save us!"

"We are willing to follow you..."

Only then did the secret survivors react and ran out to chase after the off-road vehicle.

Su Qing ignored it directly. His task was to take care of Zhang Miao, but he was not interested in taking care of a lot of people.

But soon, his almost cold-blooded, loneliness idea changed.