Zhao Xiaobo and Wang Xing did not speak. They thought of leaving the safe gathering place to face the danger outside. They were chilling. When they opposed it, they came to the mouth and saw the obscenity’s stunned eyes. They closed their mouths. Looking at the bitter smile, the woman is emotional, especially for a woman who is extremely unsettled, and casually an idea is so crazy.

"Look, those two guys are jealous! Are they still looking for trouble?"

Wang Xing pointed to the two men who came to the distance from the distance and exclaimed. Pepe Pepe turned and saw that it was the culprit of today, Yun Shu and Shantou, both wearing full military uniforms, with helmets and empty hands. Come along.

When I saw these two people, the curtain was very angry. If it weren't for these two guys, how would the female barracks fall to the present?

Uncle Yun took the **** and timidly shrinking to occupy the front of the screen, and Yun Shu did not dare to watch the pretty face of Pepe, bowed his head and shouted: "Big sister!"

After shouting, he still wanted to pull the **** and lick it. The **** was not daring. He waved and smashed Yun Shu and pulled his arm. The nose snorted and slammed a rifle and checked it a little. After a while, I found myself and stood still and didn't talk.

Yun Shu saw the bold look of Shantou scared a clever, and quickly said to the curtain, "Don't misunderstand, we are standing guard..."

"Standing in the post? What kind of hall are you doing? Tell me clearly..."

Ms. Pepe is annoying, seeing two men who are not pleasing to the eye, as long as there is no good words in their mouths, the tone of speech is extraordinary.

Shantou saw Yun Shu’s beggars, and Mao, and rushed to pull Yun Shu to the side. He turned to Pepe and shouted: “Do you think we want to come? It’s not our head...······ ”

Uncle Yun grabbed the mouth of Shantou, and the three women who pounced on Pepe revealed an ugly smile.

Shantou’s heart slammed into the fire and refused to compromise. He took Uncle Yun’s big hand off his mouth and shouted again: “Our head said, you sang at the end of the play. He understood the meaning and said that you are willing to accommodate thousands of women. White rice, still a bit human, let us two guard you for a few days here, you have to pay for my rifle, the land for eating is not bad. Yun Shu, you too, now we are the uncle, why do you want With grandson····”

Yun Shu was taught by Shantou, a small-haired child. His old face was reddish and he no longer spoke. He stood behind the **** and stopped talking. But when he was stunned by a few girls, he sneaked a rifle on his toes. Inside, the corner of the eye is still glanced on the ground to see if the rifle is better.

"It’s the scorpion that lets you come..."

Shantou used the muzzle to aim at the curtain Pepe, and the finger was buckled on the trigger. The anger in his eyes was like the essence. The curtain admired his mouth. He was shocked. The wheelchair was not in the heart of the child.

"That is my head. It is the head that I can use to follow. You don't want to talk about the wind in the back. We said in the head, as long as we don't dare to move you in one day, let you disband those female soldiers. ····”

"Why? Why do I listen to him? He said that dissolution will dissolve. How? You still want to swallow us?"

When she heard what the girl said, she rushed to the heart of her heart. Although she had decided to understand the female soldier barracks, she did not need outsiders to intervene, especially Zhang Xiaoqiang, whom she deeply despised, came to control the idleness.

"Hey, I don't listen, I am too lazy to serve, Yun Shu, we went back and told the head, we said that we were rushed back, people don't urinate this pot..."

When Shantou said, he went to pull Uncle Yun’s sleeves and pulled him back. Yun Shu had no courage in front of Mu Pei Pei. He could take the opportunity to return to the camp as naturally as he intended. After half a push, he followed the **** and went back. I don't want to go back.

Zhao Xiaobo was much more rational than Pei Pei Pei, and she was heard by her for a few words. She was pretending to be intimate with Zhang Xiaoqiang in front of the window and was seen by Zhang Xiaoqiang. She sent Yun Shu and Shantou to help. They guarded the camp, perhaps Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the face of his ex-girlfriend in front of Huang Quan. Maybe he didn't want to be cheaper than others. Anyway, the two people represented the attitude of the team here.

Yun Shu and Shantou are two extremes. Yun Shuren is old and timid and afraid of things. He is frightened by Miao Peipei’s skills, his performance is timid and shrinking, his head is young and full, he is not afraid of anything, his temper is rushing, plus Being beaten by a group of women, naturally there is no good speech, and the result is obsessed with the curtain.

"Wait, you wait..."

Zhao Xiaobo shouted loudly behind the two, who knows that her yelling speeds up the two, from walking to trotting.

Zhao Xiaobo took Wang Xing and chased it. In the end, Wang Xing held a red-faced hoe, and Zhao Xiaobo and Yun Shu followed back to the door.

"Mini, you too, let them finish the words, maybe there is a turning point? Even if a fire is burned, they are burning their efforts, are you really willing?"

Mupe Pepe did not speak, sat on the sandbag and looked to one side.

"Cough cough..." Our head said, your female soldiers are too comfortable, too full, they are not living in troubled times, they are white rabbits living in the greenhouse, let you go to the shack area to find, Looking for those who are starving to death, they are a group of wolves, a group of wolves who dare to eat and drink blood...······

Shantou was very unaccustomed to Wang Xing's arm. A tender face rose red, and Zhang Xiaoqiang repeated the words he said, and his elbow still wanted to pull out from Wang Xing's wrist.

Zhao Xiaobo was shocked and looked at the same incredible curtain. Pei Pei shouted: "Mini, there is a way...················

"Husband, why send people to help them, those women don't know how to be good, then, don't you say that you are not entangled with the forces of the gathering place?"

Yang Keer, sitting next to Zhang Xiaoqiang, did not understand. She did not know why she was still an enemy. She turned to Zhang Xiaoqiang and sent someone to help the enemy. Was she playing the game?

The body was only bumped on the dirt road ~lightnovelpub.net~ Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed the armrest to fix the figure, and said:

"Those women are not worthy of being enemies. Just dragging the curtains, I can send all five militiamen to disarm them all, but we can't do this. It's just for Huang Quan to fight, not enough for us to destroy them. We have destroyed several forces before and after, and have provoked the nerves of other forces. We have another purpose, and all the premise is to win the ship.

They are not too big and evil, but I can see it. Everything is the one that Pei Peipe thinks is the best in the world. I don’t know what the situation is all about. After all, they have not eaten people and have not violated them. My bottom line, which in turn accommodates thousands of disadvantaged women, makes some contribution to the reproduction of mankind, much better than those who deliberately provide for the fear of survivors.

Having said that, you can also see the performance of the female soldiers. The figurine cloth of the female battalion has been torn off by us, and we can no longer stop the coveted by others. The last little tricks made by the essays can't deceive the people, and they have nothing to do with us. However, Really let other forces succeed, they will increase their strength when they get enough weapons.

At this time, during this chaotic period, any party will break the balance. I don’t want to gather too much. The battle of the big forces will eventually affect the civilians. I don’t want to die any more, so that the Chinese can keep some seeds! ”

Yang Keer heard a lot of Zhang Xiaoqiang’s eloquent talk, but she still seemed to understand and understand, but she still had some care for the power of the curtain, but she was no longer like the pressure she had just pressed. She slowly leaned on Zhang Xiaoqiang’s shoulder. Spoiled her face buried in Zhang Xiaoqiang's collar, she was tired, she wants to rest.

Feel the breath of Yang Keer's mouth and nose sprayed on the neck, itching, Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled slightly, stretched out his arm and held her in his arms, holding the handrail, making her more comfortable in her arms.