The time of day is not long or short. When Chen Wenwen opened her eyes, the sunshine on November 17 was already lazily spreading on the ground. Whether it was because of the first sunshine after the rain or the lack of thick car exhaust in the city, the sky in the capital was abnormally bright, not as dark as before.

The wreckage of the defender armored vehicle was still lying alone on the commercial street, but the zombies around had already dispersed, and there was no trace of a battle. When Chen Wenwen finished washing and came to the living room, Huan Chu was already packing up his things.

When Huan Chu saw the queen come down, he said hello casually, and blinked at the breakfast on the coffee table to signal Chen Wenwen to eat something, and then he fiddled with the backpack in his hand without raising his head. Chen Wenwen drank the lean egg porridge made by Huan Chu, but frowned at the egg cake on the plate next to her, as if it was a little dissatisfied with her taste, and she had not reached out for a long time.

Huan Chu's after-light glance at her frowning eyebrows. He naturally understood her thoughts. He stopped his movements and said, "I know you like to eat light foods, but today I have a lot of exercise. How can I eat some white porridge? I ate those two pieces of cake."

Although he was in the tone of order, it would not be difficult to hear the deep concern in Huan Chu's words as long as he was not a fool. Although he didn't like it, Chen Wenwen was unwilling to disobey Huan Chu's kindness, so he bit the cake with the porridge. Although he had some home-cooked breakfast, Chen Wenwen's eating habits was still very elegant, and even the action of wiping her mouth with a tissue was very beautiful.

When Huan Chu saw this, he thought of his voracious look when he was eating. Even though he claimed that he was thick-skinned than the Great Wall, he felt a little embarrassed, but he quickly recovered. He attributed this to the element that the other party was a beauty, and thought to himself: A beauty is a beauty, and she looks good no matter what she does. He looked down at the watch and said, "I have to take a break for 20 minutes after eating, and we will set off at 8 o'clock."

Chen Wenwen answered "Okay", then leaned on the sofa, thinking that she had nothing to do, so she simply watched Huan Chu pack up her things. Huan Chu was picky and choose in her treasure safe, but she seemed very dissatisfied. Finally, she threw a few gorgeous swords aside, turned around and asked, "You only have one useful guy?"

The swords in Chen Wenwen's safe are used for collection, so they are naturally mostly flashy things. The water cut was made because he was angry with others and said that Tang swords are more useful than samurai swords. But when he heard that the collection he was buying was so belittled by Huan Chu, he still said angrily: "I am a collector, not a killer, so how can I have so many things in my family that can cut bones."

Huan Chu thought that this was true. Ordinary people only had a few kitchen knives at most. It was like he had been rummaging at home for a long time before he found a baseball bat that was useless. It was good to have a good knife in the Queen's family, but it was a luxury to have a sword that cuts iron like mud.

But he still didn't give up and asked, "Then do you have any other guys who can use it? Don't have to be as awesome as Duan Water, as long as you can cut people?"

Chen Wenwen was obviously indifferent because of Huan Chu's previous words and deeds, and replied casually: "Didn't you just say you have that broken axe? Why do you think of asking me for a guy?"

Seeing that the queen seemed angry, Huan Chu could only smile bitterly and said, "Aren't I afraid of something unexpected? Think about it, is there any?"

When the queen was told this, she immediately remembered the situation where she was holding a broken iron rod and pondered for a moment: "The sword and the sword must be gone, but I have a gun!"

"Really?" Huan Chu was shocked, then looked at the queen with excitement.

After Chen Wenwen finished speaking, she looked at Huan Chu with disdain and said, "Fake it." Huan Chu was immediately deflated. He knew that she was probably making her happy, so he stopped asking. Seeing that it was eight o'clock when the two were joking, she carried his and the queen's luggage, picked up the fire axe, and called the queen to set off.

The queen tied the broken water to her waist, put on a pair of horse boots, opened the door and walked out. Huan Chu estimated that there should be no zombies outside, so she did not stop her, dragging boxes of all sizes and quickly followed.

The queen held the water in her right hand and drove the way forward. Perhaps because the floor was too high, the corridor on the 13th floor was very quiet as Huan Chu expected, and there were no zombies. At Huan Chu's instructions, the two of them did not walk on the stairwell, but instead chose to take the elevator and go down the parking lot.

Because according to Huan Chu's estimate, yesterday's battle was not far from the Golden Coast Community, most of the zombies should have been attracted, and with the zombies' IQ, they should not find the route back, and 80% of them would stay outside and wander. In other words, the remaining zombies in the building should be "old, weak, sick and disabled" who could not even hear gunshots or act slowly before they could go out to fight before they could finish. Thinking of this, instead of walking on more than a dozen floors with a big bag and a small bag, Huan Chu, the lazy ghost, naturally chose the elevator, a product of human civilization.

There was nothing wrong with the way, and the two quickly entered the elevator. Huan Chu threw her luggage on the ground and gasped heavily: "I said you picked up something, how could it be so heavy?!" Chen Wenwen glanced at Huan Chu and said, "You have to care! With just such a little strength, you still want to be responsible for me?"

Huan Chu was mentioned by Chen Wenwen to be embarrassed, and couldn't help but pause and smiled bitterly: "Sister, don't bring such a sarcastic person. Okay, yes, are your luggage not replenished at all?" Chen Wenwen raised an arc on the corner of her mouth, but she didn't talk. She pressed the number key of b1 and the elevator door silently closed.

With a light "click", the elevator began to descend rapidly, and the numbers in the display screen above the elevator door also began to jump: "13...12...11...10..."

As the numbers in the display decreased, Chen Wenwen's mood also broke out from her leisurely life for two days and pulled out the water and held it tightly. Seeing this, Huan Chu put down his hippie smile, lit a cigarette and held it on his mouth, and held it on his shoulders, looking like a soldier.

Huan Chu bit the cigarette butt and patted Chen Wenwen on the shoulder. When she turned her head, she picked up the queen's chin with her index finger, and showed a lewd smile on her lips, and said badly: "Girl, come and laugh for the uncle."

Chen Wenwen thought Huan Chu had remembered something important to tell her, but when she saw him with such a frivolous look, she couldn't help but feel angry and funny. She knocked off his hand and scolded, "I'm not serious." So she turned around and continued to be on guard. However, after Huan Chu's fuss, her nerves were no longer tense, and her hands holding the knife became much softer, not as stiff as before.

Seeing Chen Wenwen turn around, Huan Chu shrugged his shoulders and stood against the wall, without any nervousness. If he didn't look at the axe stained with blood on his shoulder, he wouldn't tell whether he was going to escape or on an outing.

High technology is high technology. In just a moment, an electronic prompt sound was heard, and the underground parking lot arrived. Huan Chu held the axe on the ground, and was not ready at all, and he was still leaning against the inside of the elevator.

The elevator gradually stopped smoothly. Chen Wenwen stared at the elevator door that was about to slowly open, held the water in his right hand tightly, and held the scabbard with his left hand, and gently pushed the water out of the sheath with his thumb, making preparations for the knife at any time.

In just about half a second, the elevator door opened wide, and a strong smell of rotten came to the two of them. Huan Chu smelled the familiar smell and a chuckled from the corner of his mouth. Although he did not come forward to block Chen Wenwen, his legs were slightly bent, and he was ready to support him at any time.

Sure enough, as the elevator door opened wide, a clothes had been torn into strips, and the female zombie with pus flowing from wounds rushed in with a rotten mouth. Seeing that the zombie looked terrifying, Huan Chu saw that Chen Wenwen seemed to be frightened and took a step back, and frowned and was about to meet her.

But the queen did not retreat again, but instead turned her back and took another step forward, waved her hand while advancing and retreating. A cold light flashed by, and the female zombie seemed to have received a heavy punch in the sky. She staggered for two steps, and her extremely ugly head flew out in the sky with a stream of black blood.

Chen Wenwen turned sideways, swept the water with her right hand, sprinkled some blood beads, and then shedded her knife, but there was no trace of blood on her body. It was not until this time that the headless zombie who was staggering fell into the elevator with a thump.

Huan Chu mostly knows about the island country from games and anime, so he naturally knows a lot about some of the only sword techniques in the island country. Seeing this, he immediately understood that Chen Wenwen's sword was the authentic "Juhezhang".

In the anime that Huan Chu has watched, Saito Ichi, the captain of the third team of the new selection group in "Bo Sakura Ghost", is a left-handed master of Jue-killing. This sword technique comes from the commonly known sword drawing technique, which emphasizes the moment of drawing the sword, and pursues the effect of killing one blow.

Huan Chu also knew that the sword technique of the Tang sword had long been lost. On the contrary, the warriors of the island country had a lot of experience in using the samurai sword evolved from the Tang sword. Their sword techniques of various schools were naturally easy to use as well as the sword technique in China today. But I couldn't help but be amazed at the many skills that Chen Wenwen mastered.

But Huan Chu's understanding of the swordsmanship of the Island Kingdom is only the basics after all. In fact, Juhezha is a set of ten-style sword techniques, not a move in the sword drawing technique. Chen Wenwen uses the starting style of Juhezha - front!

Chen Wenwen glanced at the zombie that was cut into two pieces. She was just now focused on her body and mind and didn't pay much attention to it. When she looked at it again, she suddenly felt her pupils shrink. But after all, she saw the scene of Huan Chu's axe chopping the zombie. After a while, she adjusted her mindset and stopped looking at the corpse. She took the lead and stepped out of the elevator.
Chapter completed!