There is a convenience store in the last days

Chapter 87 I don't want me to think, I want you to think (three more)
That taste is just over the top.

Aslan picked up the smelly socks and shook them in front of Dongdong's eyes.

"What are you doing..." Dongdong's eyes widened, "Woooo..."

Aslan stuffed the sock into his mouth.

She picked up another stinky sock and shook it in front of the two little girls, "Want to eat?"

Hong Hong and Xiao Xi's heads shook like rattles.

"Stop arguing, keep arguing, he is a lesson for you!"

Shen Lanyue gave her a thumbs up.

Asland screeched.

Luo Liangliang stood in front of Wang Chunlan, "How did you teach the cubs? They called you teacher just now. As a teacher, you just let them do whatever they want? You should also reflect on yourself."

"Zhihuan, save me!" Wang Chunlan looked at Zhou Zhihuan as if asking for help.

Luo Liangliang's machete stood directly in front of him. The machete was covered with zombie blood, and the stench was pungent.

"Why? Distressed? You are used to them all! If you want to say the real bad guy, that is you. The upper beam is not straight, and the lower beam is crooked. Get out for me and don't affect other guests' dinner."

Luo Liangliang drove all five of them out.Once the door was closed, it was locked directly, no matter how much they knocked or bumped, they couldn't get in.

She quickly cleaned up the mess on the ground.

"Thank you, these are my socks, new ones, here you are." Luo Liangliang went upstairs to find a new pair of socks, with little yellow chicken patterns drawn on them.

"How embarrassing this is!" Aslan said so, but Aslan's hand was very honest. He took the socks, touched them like a baby, and almost smelled them.

"We should go too." Shen Lanyue said, she put all the food into the newly found bag.

Seeing that Luo Liangliang was busy cleaning, Aslan didn't want to stay any longer, and the few people outside were still relentless, so she wanted to go out and show them some color.

After the two left, Luo Liangliang sat on the sofa and sighed, "Hey, good cubs have become this kind of virtue."

Da Hui jumped onto the coffee table, "Meh~"

【I'm also very angry. That female cub still wants me to make a toy. She's obviously a high-level robot, not a toy, hehe. 】

"The more I think about it, the angrier I get. If they weren't still cubs, I would have shot them in the head to give them an advantage."

[Come on, I support you, they are all paper people anyway, or irrelevant paper people. 】

Aslan drove several people down the mountain.

There are still many zombie corpses on the ground outside, and she didn't have time to get the prism just now.

That Zhou Zhihuan wanted to pick the prism, but was hit by Aslan with a stone and was driven down the mountain.

Aslan and Shen Lanyue were very upright and did not move those zombies.

Luo Liangliang was a little touched, she took two Miaozi popsicles out, and gave one to each of them, and then slowly picked out the prisms by herself.

There are three intermediate prisms and 27 primary prisms.

The prisms that those people handed in before had not been exchanged for anything, even if it was the mental damage they brought her, she would never want to go back.

Today's revenue is: 25 intermediate prisms and 104 primary prisms.

The current total revenue is: 4 premium prisms, 112 advanced prisms, 40 intermediate prisms, and 23 primary prisms (automatically exchanged).

After she returned to the convenience store, she carefully cleaned up the corners and corners of the garbage stains before going upstairs to wash up.

When it was time, the convenience store turned off the lights and returned to silence.

The white light in Aslan's eyes disappeared.

She was wrapped in a thin quilt, "Tell me, is this young lady an elf from the mountain? Or a little fairy? She has high strength and good looks."

As he spoke, he began to giggle.

Shen Lanyue tapped her forehead, "I laughed so hard that my saliva flowed out."

"What do you think of her?" Aslan looked at the dark, starless night sky.

"Hmm, what do you think?"

"I don't want me to think, I want you to think."

"I think you are a little nymphomaniac. You clearly regarded your family members as ghosts, ate instant noodles and vomited..."

Aslan covered Shen Lanyue's chattering mouth, "Keep your voice down, maybe she can hear you."

"Oh! Woman."

"Are you still different? At least eight out of ten times, your eyes glanced at that temple. Did you fall in love with that little monk? He has long hair, and it is the end of the world now. Maybe he has returned to secular life."

"I appreciate that. He can even deal with mutated zombies. If he can be included in the team, we can have some security. After tomorrow night, we have to leave. I don't know what happened to the chief and the others. Play some more crystal nuclei."

"Yeah." Aslan responded calmly.

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After Zhang Zui dug out the hidden prism in the earth pit, he put it in his bag contentedly.

Now that Prism has everything to eat and drink, he can completely set up his own family, find a quiet place to raise a village, and then catch a few more women to come in and become the king of the mountain by himself, wouldn't it be great?

It just so happened that he knew a place that was suitable as his base.

After going down the mountain, Zhang Zui was lucky enough to find a car with fuel, cleaned out the dead bodies inside, and drove to the place he wanted by himself.

At the same time, the red-haired zombie who fled down the mountain looked at the hill panting, with a hint of struggle in his eyes.

The green-haired zombie leaned under it, making a gesture of submission.

The red-haired zombie saw the green-haired zombie and wanted to grab it between its legs.

A paw cracked the head of the green hair, and took out the gray top-grade prism.

The rest of the zombies stepped forward tremblingly, and ate the dead green-haired zombies.

*
Luo Liangliang didn't rest at night, but was busy processing fan literature. She couldn't sleep, so she could only rely on writing to relieve her insomnia.

I typed all the handwritten content on the computer, and typed the words on the computer, and the speed was immediately faster.

Once the text is written, I go to recall the past relationship between Duan Heng and Lou Jingmo, and by the way, I use my imagination to describe the emotional line between the two vividly and vividly.

A small bookshelf can be added to the place where the customers eat. When she has a printer, she can print a few more copies of the same humanities and put them on it for people to refer to, so as to provide suggestions.

Afterwards, the suggestions were integrated and revised, and it was really not easy to complete a fanfiction.

Luo Liangliang moved a small bookshelf from the living room on the second floor, and there were five books on it, which were bought in the Juancheng security area before.

Among them, "Postpartum Care of Sows" and "On the Cultivation of a Foodie Rice Worm" are deeply loved by her.

She placed the small bookshelf next to the sofa, hoping that her preferences could also be transmitted to others.

In this way, the night passed.

Luo Liangliang went upstairs to sleep with dark circles under her eyes.

It was also because she went to sleep that she didn't see the bloody scene outside the window.

A mass of bloody flesh was pierced on a wooden stick and stood outside the house, and a piece of intact human skin was nailed to the tall tree, with blood dripping from the human skin.

After a while, the flesh and skin were eaten up by the zombies who came smelling the smell.

　Liang Bao is addicted to writing and cannot extricate himself.

　　Today's Lou Xiansen and Duan Heng baby seem to be a two-way strategy.

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