Doomsday Rebirth: I have a 100-fold space replication system

Lin Su leaned on Ling Feng's strong chest, her hair was slightly messy, and a blush was on her face.

Her originally beautiful face added a touch of sexiness.

Her pair of charming eyes were tired and satisfied.

The two had just had an in-depth exchange for three hours, and the heat in their bodies slowly subsided.

"Why are you so..."

Lin Su looked at him with resentment.

She was now completely exhausted and couldn't even lift her hands.

Ling Feng, this bad guy, didn't know how to be gentle with women!

Ling Feng looked at her with a smirk on his face, and his hands were not honest either.

"It's probably because of the snake meat. Snake meat itself has aphrodisiac effects, not to mention that this python has undergone mutation, so the effect must be stronger!"

"Then you should eat less next time. Who can bear to eat so much!"

"Okay, there is still a lot of snake soup in the pot. I will send it to Wang Long later to replenish him! Hehe!"

Ling Feng carried Lin Su to the bedroom on the third floor and put Lin Su on the bed to let her have a good rest.

He put on his clothes and went to the kitchen on the first floor, and put all the remaining snake soup in the pot into a casserole.

Prepare to send it to Wang Long!

When he arrived at Wang Long's house, Wang Long was eating instant noodles.

When he saw the casserole in Ling Feng's hand, he walked over and took the casserole away.

As soon as Ling Feng entered the house, he smelled the fragrance of the casserole!

"Hmm ~ It smells so good!"

"What kind of meat is this!"

While Wang Long was talking, he picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, tasting it with a rich expression.

"It's so delicious!"

Ling Feng looked at Wang Long who was eating heartily.

"This is the snake soup made by your sister-in-law, to nourish you!"

"Eat it, I'll go back first!"

Ling Feng said and left Wang Long's house quickly.

After returning home, Ling Feng sat on the sofa and read a novel. Recently, he read the novel "Rebirth of the Doomsday, I Have a Hundred Times Copy System". This novel was so wonderful that he didn't even play games every day.

After reading for about an hour, Wang Long called him.

Ling Feng picked up the phone and answered it. Wang Long's heavy voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Did you put something in the snake soup?"

"Why do I feel hot all over now? I took several cold showers but it didn't work!"

Ling Feng almost laughed out loud when he heard this.

"This snake meat has the effect of strengthening yang. It's normal for you to be hot!"

Wang Long was so angry that he scolded Ling Feng!

"Fuck, you kid are trying to trick me, aren't you? I'm a single dog and you're giving me this stuff, are you deliberately making me uncomfortable?"

"Is there any way to relieve it?"

"I have study materials, do you want them?!"

Ling Feng smiled mysteriously

"Really!"

When Wang Long heard that there were study materials, his voice changed, with a hint of excitement in his tone.

"Of course it's true, I'll give it to you in the basement!"

These study materials were collected by Ling Feng with great effort, and they were specially classified for his own learning.

Ling Feng is a person who loves learning. In order to learn the knowledge points of teachers, he often watches the teachers' videos repeatedly

And practice from time to time!

Ling Feng came to the basement and handed the hard drive with 10T of study materials to Wang Long, and gave him a few small toys by the way...

Wang Long took the hard drive and toys and left in a hurry, without even saying a word to him.

Just his face flushed a little!

"Another sleepless night!"

Ling Feng sighed at the power of the snake king and prepared to go back to sleep!

The next morning, Ling Feng got up early.

In order to let Lin Su sleep a little longer, he got up and cooked by himself today.

Lin Su was very tired last night, so he let her have a good rest today.

After a simple breakfast, Ling Feng went out.

He first checked the execution of the secret sentries at several entrances of the villa.

The effect was not bad. The vigilance of the sentries was good and they were well concealed.

Ling Feng was quite satisfied with the sentries and rewarded each of them with a bag of bread.

The eyes of the rewarded people were full of excitement, and they were more motivated to work!

After checking the situation of the secret sentries, he rode his motorcycle out again.

Today he was going to search for some weapons. If he wanted to find powerful weapons, he had to go to the barracks of the army.

As a veteran, he was quite familiar with the garrison troops in Shangjing City.

Before the end of the world, there was about a brigade of troops stationed in the suburbs of Shangjing City.

The station is located in a place called Xishan Town.

Xishan Town is still a bit far from Xiziwan,

but now there is basically no activity on the road, and the journey time is shortened by half.

Snowmobile full powerIt takes about an hour and a half to drive.

Ling Feng rode the snowmobile towards Xishan Town and passed several communities on the way.

When the snowmobile passed by, it attracted a lot of attention, and some people looked at Ling Feng with jealous eyes.

Some people would open the window to ask for help!

Ling Feng ignored all these. He had no relatives or friends with these people, so why bother with such trivial matters.

But if someone provokes him, he will not swallow his anger.

When Ling Feng was riding his bike and approaching the gate of a community, he saw six or seven people standing on the road at the gate of the community.

After seeing Ling Feng, a group of people immediately put a thick tree trunk across the road to block his way.

Ling Feng braked urgently, and the motorcycle slid on the road for dozens of meters, and finally stopped five meters away from the tree trunk.

Ling Feng looked at the few people who were gradually approaching him, and each of them had a hint of bloodthirstiness in their eyes.

It seems that these people are also a group of desperate criminals, and they should have killed many people in this community.

"Boy, leave your car and the supplies on your body!"

One of the middle-aged men in a mink coat said in a deep voice, with a trace of ferocity in his eyes.

It seems that he should be the boss of this group of people.

Ling Feng sneered at the corner of his mouth, and the murderous intent in his eyes flashed.

There are really blind people.

Robbery hits himself.

"Get out, or die!"

Ling Feng said sternly.

Hearing Ling Feng's threat, the middle-aged man not only did not get angry, but laughed.

His younger brothers also laughed.

"Boy, stop pretending here! I have dozens of lives on my hands, and you want me to get out?"

The middle-aged man looked at Ling Feng with disdain, and at the same time waved to his younger brothers.

"Tie this guy up for me. I hate those who pretend to be cool. I'm going to tear his mouth apart."

Two of the younger brothers volunteered to stand up and looked at Ling Feng with a joking look on their faces.

"You're in trouble. You'll be in trouble if you mess with our boss!"

Ling Feng got off the motorcycle and moved his joints.

The two thugs saw that Ling Feng was ready to fight them for real, and walked towards him with unfriendly faces.

Ling Feng stood still and waited for them to attack.

One of the thugs rushed up with a quick step, waving his fist and hitting Ling Feng in the face.

Seeing that the fist was about to fall on Ling Feng's face,

the thug was happy in his heart, and he had some contempt for Ling Feng in his heart.

Wasn't he quite good at pretending just now? Now he was so scared that he didn't dare to move.

Just when he thought he was about to knock Ling Feng down,

his wrist had been tightly grasped by Ling Feng without knowing when.

Before he could react, Ling Feng's fist had already hit him in the face.

"Bang!"

A sound like a watermelon bursting rang out.

The gangster's head was directly blown up by Ling Feng's punch!

The scene immediately fell into a deathly silence.

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