When Huan Chu was worried, his room looked happy.

Huan Chu's mother sat on the head of the bed, looking at Chen Wenwen who had finished washing up, drinking the chicken soup she had cooked in the early morning, a kind smile appeared on her face, and she said softly: "Wenwen, that boy Huan Chu didn't bully you, right?" [..com]

When Chen Wenwen heard her mother's words, she immediately remembered the madness she had last night. Her cheeks were red like ripe apples, and she said coquettishly: "Mom..."

The mother gently stroked Chen Wenwen's hair and said, "Silly girl, what's wrong with this? It's all about sooner or later. Could that boy Huan Chu dare to do something to be sorry for you? If he really dares, I will be the first to break his leg."

A strong sweet look appeared in Chen Wenwen's eyes and she said, "Mom, Huan Chu definitely won't."

"Haha," the mother chuckled and said, "I've been talking to my husband before I even crossed the door. It seems that the son I raised is quite good."

"Mom!" Chen Wenwen stopped drinking soup, grabbed her mother's hand, and her face became brighter.

"Okay, okay, mom won't say it." Mother patted Chen Wenwen's hand, sighed, and continued, "I just feel sorry for you, such a good girl. But now I can't hold a wedding for you. This world..."

Chen Wenwen leaned on her mother's shoulder, shook her head, and said, "It's okay, mom. I don't feel wronged. As long as Huan Chu loves me."

The mother smiled and said, "Silly girl, when she gets old, she always needs to find something to recall. Don't worry, when the disaster is over, my child's father and I will definitely make up for you a rumbled wedding."

Seeing Chen Wenwen looking expectant, her mother patted her left hand wearing a ring and said, "Now you finish the soup first and take good care of your body. I want to hold my grandson early."

Chen Wenwen did not refute this time, but just nodded slightly, with a look of expectation on her face, as if she was fantasizing about her appearance and Huan Chu's child, and she couldn't help but chuckling.

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"Zhang Qi, male, local, 26 years old this year, Deputy Minister of Security..." Lu Hao followed Huan Chu to the eighth floor. In order to prevent Huan Chu from forgetting this person, he kept introducing the information about that person.

In the corridor, Huan Chu recalled Zhang Qi's origin. Zhang Qi was one of the people recruited by Huang Yao when he and Chen Wenwen first arrived at the W County Human Base. He was good at it and was very serious in his work. Therefore, when the Guns and Swords Group was officially established, Lu Hao proposed to be promoted to deputy minister of the Security Department and became Lin Tianhao's deputy.

If it weren't for that trip to Hanshan Town, Huan Chu would have asked him to take over the law enforcement department. When Ye Hongbo said that he was a spy, it also aroused Lu Hao's doubts.

I didn't expect this guy to hide so deeply.

Seeing his clever behavior, Huan Chu knew that he was definitely not a spy from the headhunter gang like Yu Hao, but should be someone sent by the military.

But he was very confused about the current situation.

Zhang Qi can be said to be one of the veterans of the Guns and Swords Group. Did he be a member of the military from the beginning, or did he later surrender to the military?

If he had been a military member from the beginning, it would have been incredible that Tang Zihao would have set up such a long-term chess piece.

But if he had defected to the military later and had a good time in the Guns and Swords Corps, why would he betray him? He didn't do anything to sorry for him, right?

Thinking of this, Huan Chu couldn't help but feel annoyed, and all his thoughts were wrinkled into a mess. He interrupted Lu Hao's introduction and asked: "Old Lu, do you think if we join forces with the Wild Wolf Group to attack the military, what will be the winning rate?"

Lu Hao had obviously thought of this question for a long time. When he heard Huan Chu's words, he was not surprised at all, but he didn't even hesitate. He directly answered: "It should have been 40% before yesterday, but now, it may be less than 10%.

Huan Chu frowned.

Indeed, before yesterday, if we united the Wild Wolf Group and gathered a group of guerrilla corps to start a war against the military, Tang Zihao would probably not be able to take it.

But last night, in the end of the world where resources are scarce, the support brought by the central government using at least ten aircraft must be of great value. Even if it is not reinforcements, it must be high-tech weapons. The military that received this group of support not only increased its strength, but also had more confidence.

In this case, if you rashly turn against the military, the guerrilla corps in the base will inevitably be at a disadvantage.

The two soon set foot on the eighth floor.

No one came up on this floor, and the corridor was very quiet. Huan Chu walked directly to the door of Room 811 and placed the universal room card on the door lock sensing area.

"Drip~!"

The harsh electronic sound started to sound, which heralds another death-knit sound that seemed particularly harsh in the deserted corridor.

Lu Hao pushed open the door, and a terrifying stench scent came out of the crack of the door with a low roar.

Most people in the hotel know that three ignorant betrayers were once starved to death in this terrifying room.

But what they didn't know was that the three people did not die, but mutated into zombies.

However, the three of them may be the most miserable zombies in the world.

811 is a presidential suite. On the side of the house against the wall, all the debris such as TVs inside were moved out. There were three huge iron crosses facing the sofa.

On the cross, the hands, feet and waists of the three zombies were tied together, and they were tied firmly in large shapes. The only thing they were intact was the zombie that first mutated and was tied to the middle. His name was Huan Chu, and he only remembered that he was a local young man.

In Huan Chu's impression, he should be pretty good. Unfortunately, his handsome face has become thinner and thinner, and his skin has also shown a strange purple-red color. His clothes are still intact, which shows that Li Feng treated him humanely after his death.

However, two zombies on the left and right were not as lucky as it. They were covered with broken wounds. If Huan Chu hadn't one day wanted to see how the three people locked up inside, they would have been bitten into pieces by their companions who had turned into zombies first.

When Huan Chu entered the house, three pairs of red and ferocious pupils shot out extremely greedy and angry eyes, staring at him with "gaga" roars and trying to break free from the iron chain to enjoy the deliciousness in front of him.

Unfortunately, their weakness as the lowest-level zombies prevents them from causing any damage to the heavy chains on their bodies.

Huan Chu walked to the sofa opposite the three zombies and sat down. He took off the long knife from his waist and placed it on the coffee table in front of him. He raised his legs and glanced straight at the three zombies, his eyes so cold that it was impossible to describe it.

In front of Huan Chu who was as cold as an iceberg, the zombie's roar and struggle seemed so weak and powerless.

Lu Hao also sat down on the sofa on Huan Chu's left and quietly looked at the strange scene in front of him.

The three corpses confronted each other for about twenty minutes, and a slightly heavy footsteps suddenly sounded in the corridor.

It was Li Feng and Ye Hongbo who brought Zhang Qi.

"Get in!"

Before he could see the figure, Li Feng's duck-like voice penetrated the wall and spread into Huan Chu's ears.

Then there was a dull sound of punches and kicks, and Zhang Qi's weak and intermittent begging.

When Li Feng carried Zhang Qi into the house, Zhang Qi was beaten to death, half of his cheeks swollen like pig's head. Although he didn't know if he was blind, he would definitely not be able to open one eye.

Judging from that posture, Zhang Qi's appearance is definitely not much better than the three zombies tied to the iron cross.

Li Feng threw the half-dead Zhang Qi in front of the coffee table in front of Huan Chu, but his collar was still holding his right hand.

Huan Chu sat on the long sofa, waved his left hand on the back of the sofa, signaling Li Feng to let go of Zhang Qi.

Li Feng nodded coldly, and when he let go of Zhang Qi, he used some force on his hand. Zhang Qi's forehead immediately had an intimate contact with the floor. Seeing a stream of blood flowing out along the forehead, Li Feng stood aside.

Ye Hongbo brought several people from the combat department and ordered the two team members not to allow anyone to approach. He closed the door and followed Pang Le in with a gloomy face.

Zhang Qi was pushed by Li Feng and tilted his body, kneeling on the floor, twisting his neck backwards, and with the faint light that penetrated the thick curtains, he vaguely saw the humanoid creatures on the three iron racks behind him.

Although I don’t know who was tied on it, when Zhang Qi heard the low roar, he was sure that the person tied on it must be not a person.

He vaguely remembered the sect number of this room - 811!

It was the room where three betrayers were imprisoned when the Guns and Swords were just established.

He only knew that the three people were starving to death, but they didn't know that they turned into zombies and were nailed to the wall like specimens.

Hearing the roars in his ears, half of his life was scared away, and only one quarter of his life was left.

Weakly supported the ground, Zhang Qi raised his head with difficulty. Through his pretty intact eye, he saw Huan Chu sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking at him with a cold face. There was a long sword with countless legends on the coffee table in front of him.

After looking at the few people sneering around Huan Chu, Zhang Qi already understood what was going on.

However, people cherish their lives, and Zhang Qi is no exception.

He did not miss the last chance to struggle, pretended to be puzzled and aggrieved and looked at Huan Chu, and asked weakly: "Boss...Minister Li...Why...Why...beat me?"

Huan Chu smiled coldly, looked at Li Feng, and said, "Fengzi, he asked you why you were hitting him."

Li Feng smiled coldly as Huan Chu smiled coldly, but did not answer Zhang Qi's question. Instead, he stepped forward and slapped Zhang Qi on the shoulder.

"Ah~!"

Zhang Qi's left shoulder was dislocated with Li Feng's hard palm.
Chapter completed!