The task of a cleaner is not complicated.

Connect a water pipe to the faucet, remove the rags from the room, and then flush the water directly. Then use a water-absorbing tool to dry the room as much as possible, throw the rags back, and take some food and throw it in the corner.

One person is responsible for one household, which is four rooms.

During the work, all the survivors were in a comatose state, and Lu Nanyang could not get any effective information.

It was because the work process was like cleaning a pigsty, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, there is no need to worry about food and clothing here. No wonder the Chinese zombies here insist on staying here even if they are discriminated against.

The cleaning work actually only takes one morning, and by noon there is basically nothing to do.

This is their free time.

Lu Nanyang tried to wander around the base, but An An and Hong Yu stopped him again.

Lu Nanyang already had several names on hand. He wanted to send the message out, but An An and Hong Yu were obviously in the way.

The displeasure in his heart was not hidden at all, it was displayed carelessly on his face.

An An and Hong Yu knew that they were no match for him and did not dare to step forward. They also knew that he did not dare to cause trouble. After all, staying here is a good meal, which is still tempting enough for such wandering zombies.

Sure enough, although Lu Nanyang looked unhappy, he didn't do anything again.

An An was secretly happy and timidly stepped forward: "Brother Nanyang, when dinner is served, will you come with us?"

Lu Nanyang frowned, but it didn't make them feel disgusted at all. On the contrary, the more they didn't get it, the more they felt their hearts turbulent.

It's a pity that Lu Nanyang only thinks of them like flies at this time.

Or do you have too little work and have trouble with your spare time?

But when he thought about the "supper time" in the evening, Lu Nanyang couldn't make too big a show.

I could only nod impatiently: "I know, I will call Xiaomin Xiaofeng to go with me when the time comes."

An An's expression suddenly changed when she heard this. Lu Nanyang was really from the Appearance Association. Apart from being good-looking, what good could Feng Xiaomin do? !

But as long as Lu Nanyang agreed, he would still have a chance.

An An could only smile and nod.

Seeing that Lu Nanyang was dismissed, he stopped talking about new topics and turned away, not giving the two of them a chance to speak again.

But when he returned to his room, he keenly heard a few sobs coming from Feng Xiaofeng's room.

Lu Nanyang pursed his lips and was about to hide back in the room.

At this time, Feng Xiaofeng's door opened.

Feng Xiaomin stood there with her mouth pouted, and felt even more aggrieved when she saw Lu Nanyang.

She growled lowly and kept complaining about her wounds.

At the same time, she raised her arm. It was full of tiny needle holes, which were not too conspicuous on the blue-grey skin.

Zombies don't shed tears. She was sobbing in frustration, but she looked a little funny because she couldn't shed tears.

Lu Nanyang immediately took two steps forward and let out an ouch.

"What's wrong with your arm? How did it hurt?"

Seeing that Lu Nanyang cared, Feng Xiaomin suddenly felt even more aggrieved.

"That bitch Fang Hongyu, she pushed me towards the cactus on purpose! She also pretended to help me pull out the thorns, but in the end she pushed me towards another cactus ball! Brother Nanyang, look, it's really annoying She’s gone!”

I'm afraid it wasn't jealousy, but he was deliberately giving Feng Xiaomin a blow.

But Feng Xiaomin was obviously spoiled by her brother, and it couldn't be subdued by a little bullying.

Today I cried all the way to my brother's room. I'm afraid Feng Xiaofeng won't let it go.

Just as Lu Nanyang was about to express his condolences, suddenly a flash of fire flew towards him.

He immediately used his superpower to protect himself!

When the fire exploded in the living room, Feng Xiaomin shouted: "Brother!"

Lu Nanyang put away his powers and looked behind Feng Xiaomin inexplicably.

Feng Xiaofeng came out with a cold face.

"You are really stupid. He only cares about himself and doesn't think about the fact that he blocked my fireball. The explosion of flames will burn your hair!" Feng Xiaofeng angrily scolded Feng Xiaomin.

Lu Nanyang was speechless.

Then when you shot the fireball, why didn't you think that if I resisted, you would hurt your own sister?

Feng Xiaomin was careless. She was still smiling at this moment, touching her burnt bangs, and said nonchalantly: "It will grow back in a while, what are you afraid of?"

When Feng Xiaofeng saw that his sister was a nymphomaniac, he suddenly became furious and could only turn around and attack Lu Nanyang.

"Does that old woman Fang Hongyu have a crush on you? Do you know that the Yingying Yanyan you provoke can be very harmful to Xiaomin! You are still not a man, you are such a waste!"

"Who are you calling useless?" Lu Nanyang immediately retorted.

Seeing that he still dared to talk back, Feng Xiaofeng was so angry that his mouth twisted.

"You're a pretty boy named Lu, how can you be so capable? He's a picker, just like a cowherd, seducing little girls everywhere! Just thank God, it's the end of the world, and there are either zombies or superpowers, you can't I'll destroy that pretty face of yours, or I'll beat you into a pig's head! You stinking idiot!"

Lu Nanyang immediately raised his head, straightened his chest and retracted his lower abdomen, making fists with both hands and looking sullen.

"What, you're not as good-looking as me, so you're jealous of my face? If you don't accept it, let's have a fight. Let's see who can touch a hair of mine! Who's going to be a pig's head, we can't tell!"

"Fuck, today your father I have to teach you how to behave!"

Feng Xiaofeng cursed loudly, held the fireball in both hands and passed Feng Xiaomin, heading straight towards Lu Nanyang.

But before he got within two meters of Lu Nanyang, he was blown away with the person on fire and smashed back against the wall of his room!

His arm even hit the glass window, and the glass instantly shattered into pieces like a spider web!

Through the door, Lu Nanyang looked at him angrily.

"Why do you still want to be my father? Thank you. Now I can't be a human being. I just want to be a good corpse!"

Feng Xiaomin quickly helped her brother up from the ground. Looking at the broken windows and the obvious dents on the wall, a flash of fear flashed in her eyes.

Lu Nanyang clearly didn't even move, but he easily knocked people away!

What is it, what kind of superpower!

"Brother Nanyang! Stop fighting, stop fighting!" At this time, she could only advise.

Feng Xiaofeng covered his chest with his hands. At the same time, he felt a crack in the skull on the back of his head. He felt that death was so close to him at this moment!

A broken skull is not a big problem, but if the brain is damaged, even a little bit, it's time for him to meet the King of Hell!

The Lu Nanyang in front of him almost hurt his lifeline without any effort!

Feng Xiaofeng couldn't even get a glimpse of his strength!

At present, he can only be sure that he is definitely no match for Lu Nanyang!

No wonder this guy dared to speak out against Boss Guo without any shame. It seems that not only because of his impulsive temper, but also because he does have some real ability.

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