Chapter 227 What routine?

   "Heaven will give great responsibility to the people of this country."

"what?"

"come on."

   Zhou Qiyang patted Yuan Lin on the shoulder again, and went to work on the pretext of organizing supplies.

The cute boy holding a bottle of mineral water just stood there helplessly, watching him clean up, then looked at the three people who were still playing cards, and finally put his eyes on Mu Yang, who was doing arithmetic with pen and paper. .

   That's the captain's younger brother. I don't seem to have talked to him before, why don't we get to know him?

   Thinking so, Yuan Lin took another bottle of mineral water and walked towards Mu Yang. Just as he was about to talk to him, he heard a frolic from the other side.

   He frowned almost like a conditioned reflex and looked over there, and found that a man in Qu Tian's team was chasing Miao Sisi. Hearing the voice over there, he seemed to be playing some game?

   He pursed his lips, looked at the other side of the wall made up of car tires and sandbags, and was a little relieved when he saw that no zombies were approaching this side.

   Just when he was about to walk over to remind them not to make such a loud noise, he saw that Miao Sisi had tripped over, probably because her knee was not too hard, and the scream was especially harsh.

   is like intentional.

   The poodle, which was lying on the sandbag, was frightened by Miao Sisi and frantically barked at Miao Sisi. The bark was gradually darkening, and it was especially harsh under the night sky that was already covered with some stars.

"Lion."

  Ke Hao grabbed the back of his pet's neck, lifted it up, and said apologetically to those people: "Sorry, I will take good care of my dog ​​and won't let it bark."

   "Just a beast, if you say it doesn't bark, it won't bark?"

   Ke Hao looked at the man and said with a bright smile: "You called it a beast, did you see it barking at you?"

   "It's just a beast. A beast can understand human speech? Are you kidding me?"

   "The lion can understand." Ke Hao put down the poodle and said, "Don't bark, or he will make soup for you."

  The poodle grunted twice, and lay still at Ke Hao's feet.

   "The zombies are here!"

   Song Chang shouted, took out his gun, and shot the zombie in the chest!

  The huge gunshots cut through the night sky, and Mu Jing, who was holding a good deck of cards with great difficulty, frowned, and calmly made a pair.

   Prince Chou followed up. Seeing that his cards were not big, Yin Ze chose not to let Mu Jing, who had no luck in cards, play more cards.

There was already a mess of porridge over there. Some people screamed, some loudly ordered to retreat, and some people shot at the zombies desperately. Listening to the messy gunshots, Mu Jing felt that they probably didn't kill a single zombie. .

"Won."

   After playing the last card in his hand, Mu Jing raised his hands above his head and stretched out, revealing a small section of his fair belly, "Pack up and get ready to go."

   It’s really that the plan can’t keep up with the changes.

  Because Zhou Qiyang has sorted these things, they just need to put the bag directly on the back.

   Zhou Qiyang took Mu Yang and walked in front of Mu Jing, and said, "I thought I could have a good night's rest here."

   "When there are idiots around you that you don't like, don't think too much about things."

   Mu Jing threw Mu Yang to Prince Chou, "Protect him."

   Prince Chou hugged Mu Yang with one hand, "Follow the order~"

Yin Ze held the dagger and wanted to vent his depression on the zombies, but when he was playing with the dagger, his arm was stabbed, he turned his head, and when he saw it was Mu Jing, he asked, "What's wrong? "

   "Remember for a moment that we can only defend and not attack. We are just a group of weak minors who need to be protected."

  “…?”

  What routine?

   (end of this chapter)