People in the United States, the first smoke Mai Shiranui

Chapter 109 109. Prey (for further reading)

With a plop, the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent fell to the ground.

His body twitched wildly, as if he would die at any moment.

Sharmie squatted in front of the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent. She reached out and touched the guy's neck.

"He needs a lot of food, and water, he's exhausted too much energy."

Qijiaoshe looked around, not to mention food on both sides of the road, not even a tree.

"Where are we?" Chris looked around.

On both sides of the road, there are endless bushes. If you want to find something to eat, it's not like you can't find it at all.

"Let's take him forward." Shermi made a decision.

After finishing speaking, Charmi looked at Qijiaoshe.

Qijiaoshe showed a shocked expression, he deliberately opened his mouth, and said loudly: "Let me come?"

Sharmie pointed at the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, "This guy smells like sweat, should I come?"

"Brother Qijiaoshe, you can't let me come." Chris cheered from the side, "I'll help you get other luggage in exchange, what do you think?"

Hearing the second half of Chris's words, Qijiashe nodded. "That's acceptable."

Chris is holding his own microphone and the bass of the Qijiao Society, Shermie's keyboard is too big, and Chris is not tall enough to memorize it.

Charmi carried the keyboard on her back, raised her hand, and looked into the distance. "Walking for a while, we should be able to meet a small town, and then we will replenish in the town."

"You get what you say." With a helpless expression on his face, Qijiao grabbed the agent and held him directly on his shoulders.

The speed of the action of the three was much slower. As the Bajieji, the three of them would not be so easily fatigued, but the agent on the shoulders of the Qijia Society could no longer be bumped. This agent is still useful now and cannot die.

"There is a small shop ahead!"

Chris was very excited, and he pointed his hand far ahead.

Sharmie took a closer look and confirmed that it was not a mirage.

"Let's hurry up," she urged.

The three of them quickened their pace and came to the small shop soon.

The small shop looks extremely dilapidated, and the rusty signboard tells the glory of the past. It is a gas station, plus a small shop.

Sharmie walked over, and she saw someone sitting on a deck chair basking in the sun.

"Excuse me." Shermie said.

The person lying on the recliner suddenly opened his eyes, and he sniffed vigorously, as if he wanted to inhale the fragrance emanating from Sharmie's body into his stomach.

"What's the matter!" The man got up, and he looked up and down Sharmie, not to mention how obvious the greed in his eyes was.

"My friend passed out and now needs food and water," Sharmie said truthfully.

"No problem, you come with me!" The man agreed happily, and he grinned, revealing his big yellow teeth with holes.

Sharmie turned around and greeted Qijiashe and Chris, "Come here!"

Qijiashe and Chris looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths curled up into disdainful smiles at the same time.

The three of them brought SHIELD agents into the small shop, and a musty smell penetrated into Sharmie's nostrils. She looked around, the window was sealed with wooden boards, and the sunlight could only enter through the gap. Under the musty smell, Sharmie smelled blood.

"No one usually comes here. The people who come here are people who come to refuel. I put all the food and water in the cellar, so that it will not spoil easily."

Huang Yanan motioned for the three of them to follow, and he walked ahead alone, leading them to the cellar.

"The stairs are very narrow, please be careful." Huang Fangnan kindly reminded, he reached out his hand to touch the stairs, and turned on the light.

The electric light is a small light bulb that emits a dim yellow light. It seems that the voltage is a little unstable, and it flickers from time to time.

The cellar was a bit deep, and the three of them already felt a little chill when they walked down.

The fact that cold and heat are not invading does not mean that they cannot be noticed. The trio are much more sensitive to changes in temperature than ordinary humans.

"Boss, there must be a lot of things here!" Chris said briskly, making people feel that he is a happy little boy.

Called the boss by Chris, the yellow-toothed man laughed, "There are a lot of good things down here."

However, when the yellow-toothed man spoke, his tone seemed a little lewd.

"We have arrived."

The yellow-toothed man stood in the cellar.

It's very big here, much bigger than the small shop on the ground.

Sharmie looked around, the cellar was much more elaborate than the building above.

The white lighting is a bit harsh, but it allows people to see the layout better, and there is a smell of freshener in the air.

The wooden shelves are full of food and drinking water. These things are canned, and there are things like chocolate that are easy to preserve.

"Wow, so many things!"

Chris exclaimed, he dropped his luggage on the ground, and picked up a box of canned fruit on the shelf.

"Can I eat? Sister Sharmie?"

Chris looked at Sharmie expectantly.

Sharmie patted her pocket and said she had no money.

The yellow-toothed man is very generous, "Eat whatever you want."

Chris lifted the tab directly and easily, poured the fruit into his mouth, and swallowed it together with the sugar water.

"Delicious!" Chris chuckled.

"Boss, thank you." Charmi pretended to thank you.

Hearing Xiermi's words, the yellow-toothed man rubbed his hands, "Thank you! If I really want to thank you, I should be the one thanking you all!"

After speaking, the yellow-toothed man drew a pistol from his waist. "I want to thank you, beauty! I will thank you mercilessly in a while!"

"Bill, Joe! Come out, you two!"

The yellow-toothed man let out a loud cry.

An iron door opened in the depths of the cellar, and two naked men came out, holding two shotguns in their hands, aiming at Qijiashe and Chris.

One of these two men is short and the other is fat, with brown blood stains on their white skin.

"Help--"

A woman's wailing could be heard faintly from the depths of the cellar.

"Help?" The yellow-toothed man laughed, "They are all in danger!"

Shermi raised her hand, and she held up a finger.

"Baby, what are you doing?" The fat man was taken aback for a moment, and then flew into a rage. "Mom Fuck!"

The dwarf laughed, and glanced at the fat man from time to time.

Sharmie raised her other hand and also raised a finger.

The shorty looked down, cursed, and pointed his gun at Sharmie.

"I don't mean what you think, but it doesn't matter! Disgusting guy!"

Lightning flashed, and three corpses fell to the ground, and there was a faint smell of burning in the air.

Chris wrinkled his nose and complained: "Brother Qijiaoshe should have done it! It won't have such an unpleasant smell."

Qijiashe nodded, and rarely agreed with Chris's words.

"Chris, don't complain, we have to continue on the road after we have enough food and drink!" Sharmie reminded.

After speaking, she walked to the depths of the cellar.

　Thanks for the support of book friends, everyone supports a lot! Please recommend, ask for a monthly ticket, and ask for a reward!The more the merrier!Your support gives me great confidence.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)