Reborn after the apocalypse, stocked up on supplies but still afraid of not having a goddess?

Ye Zheng spread his hands, his face full of regret and disappointment.

“The situation is not good.

Avram is unreliable. This damn Russian probably wants to steal our money and keep us here.

Your life is more important, your equipment is not important!

Let’s retreat!”

"Oh! It's all my fault...

I shouldn't have contacted this damn Russian. This has cost me hundreds of millions!"

Si Kuang was anxious and regretful. He stomped his feet until his legs were numb and almost cried.

Ye Zheng was holding his hand to his mouth, his face flushed red.

After a pause, he patted Si Kuang on the shoulder and said, "It's okay. We have plenty of money. Don't worry."

At this time, Guo Dong and Zhao Xiong also arrived and handed Ye Zheng a cigarette box.

He was very familiar with this type of cigarette box, with a pure white shell and no unnecessary images or text.

This is a special cigarette supplied to the troops.

Holding the cigarette butt, I took a closer look and saw that it was a panda.

This kind of special cigarette was discontinued 20 years ago. Anyone who can still produce this kind of cigarette now is obviously someone special.

Buying weapons through such shady channels is definitely not normal military procurement.

Who could this be? Why did he buy so many weapons privately?

Is he preparing for the end of the world just like me?

After getting on the return flight, I finally felt much more at ease.

When he came, Ye Zheng wanted to book a first-class cabin, but that flight didn't have one.

They were lucky on the return trip as there were very few people on the flight and there were only four of them in the first class cabin.

There are four cabins and eight seats in the first-class cabin.

Ye Zheng disliked their loud snoring, so he occupied a cell himself.

I lay in my seat and watched the movie for a while, then felt a bit bored, so I took out the service card booklet and looked through it.

A line of small words caught Ye Zheng's attention: massage service.

Ye Zheng has never been to a massage spa.

He had few opportunities while serving in the army, and after retiring he was cruelly exploited by the beastly family of Lin Jie, and he didn't have much spare money.

I saved some private money to use when my comrades come to visit me one day.

I'm a little tired at the moment, why not give it a try?

I pressed the call button and soon a sweet-looking stewardess came.

Her long hair was neatly tied up at the back, her face was delicate and picturesque, and her skin was fair and delicate.

The white shirt paired with a burgundy vest and a burgundy skirt makes her look dignified and elegant.

A trained standard smile is like a gentle scenery.

"Sir, how can I help you?"

Ye Zheng pointed at the service sheet and said, "Are you here for this massage service?"

The stewardess shook her head apologetically. "I'm sorry, sir. Massage services are provided by professional technicians. If you need it, I'll call a technician right away."

This made Ye Zheng a little disappointed. The first time he saw this stewardess, he gave her a high score of 99 in his mind.

If you change to one that is not as good as hers, the experience will be much worse.

It’s like you’ve just watched a banquet. Even if you’re eating your favorite dumplings with three fresh fillings, they won’t taste as good as before.

But something is better than nothing.

"Okay, call me a technician."

The stewardess bowed slightly and said, "Please wait a moment."

When Ye Zheng closed his eyes, the delicate face of the stewardess was still in his mind. What a pity.

Half a minute later, the stewardess came back.

"Sir, I'm sorry, there are only three technicians on the plane today, and they are serving other passengers."

Huh? Those three guys are quite good at it. They acted earlier than me?

What a bunch of perverts!

Thinking of this, Ye Zheng gritted his teeth, his face full of resentment.

Seeing Ye Zheng's expression, the flight attendant thought he was dissatisfied with the service and became a little panicked.

“Sir, I’m very sorry, this is a mistake on our flight.

I have also learned some massage, how about letting me try it?"

Hmm? Is that even possible? Isn't that exactly what I want?

Ye Zheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, smiled evilly, and nodded with satisfaction.

The flight attendant walked to the other end of the seat and reclined it.

She stretched out her hand, her fingers slender and soft, and gently placed them on Ye Zheng's temple.

There was a coolness on her fingertips, as if it could dispel all fatigue and tension.

She began to massage gently, her technique skillful and gentle.

Her fingertips pressed lightly on Ye Zheng's temple, as if playing a silent piece of music.

Her palms slid slowly across his shoulders, bringing a wave of comfort.

Her movements were powerful yet delicate, as if they could penetrate deep into the bone marrow and soothe every inch of muscle.

Ye Zheng couldn't help but admire in his heart. This technique, even a professional technician would probably only be able to do it this well.

After massaging the head and shoulders, the flight attendant started massaging the arms.

Ye Zheng was lying at the innermost part of the warehouse. When she was massaging his right arm, she sat astride Ye Zheng's body.

Every time he exerted force, the two bulges on his chest flashed in front of Ye Zheng's eyes.

After swaying back and forth, Ye Zheng became a little restless.

The flight attendant also felt something strange, her face flushed, and she turned her head away, not daring to look him in the eye.

Suddenly the plane bumped, and she fell on Ye Zheng without any preparation, her red lips just touching his.

The sudden intimate contact stunned the flight attendant, and Ye Zheng was also stunned. They looked at each other for more than ten seconds.

It was not until the broadcast sounded that the plane suddenly encountered turbulence that she stood up in a panic.

Ye Zheng felt a surge of blood rushing to his head, and his hands unconsciously hugged her tightly again.

"Sir...don't...don't do this."

The flight attendant called out to him softly, but he didn't struggle much.

However, these two calls brought Ye Zheng back to consciousness.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you're just so beautiful, I can't help myself."

Ye Zheng apologized hurriedly.

"It's okay, let's continue."

The stewardess straightened her clothes a little, smoothed her messy hair, and continued to massage Ye Zheng with a faint smile on her face.

After calming down for a while, Ye Zheng noticed the name on the stewardess's name tag: Zhao Qiaoqian.

Qiaoxiaoqianxi, beautiful eyes look forward to Xi.

Good name.

Back at the Azure Hotel, Si Kuang and the underwear group were still upset about the wasted trip.

Ye Zheng smiled slightly, "Look what this is?"

There were dozens of grenades, two RPGs and a Gatling gun on the bed out of nowhere.

"Didn't you say you didn't want it? You're teasing me again, you little brat!"

Si Kuang lifted Ye Zheng and threw him onto the bed, while Guo Dong and Zhao Xiong lifted up his legs.

"Come, I will punish you severely!"

Just as Si Kuang was about to open the door, Ye Zheng hurriedly shouted, "Hey, don't open the door, don't let people outside see it."

Ye Zheng then explained the process of how to put all the weapons into the storage bracelet.

"Did you bring them all back?"

Ye Zheng nodded, "Yes, there is not one left."

At that time, he was strolling outside the warehouse, calculating prices and storing these equipment.

It was a bit troublesome because of the wall and the boxes, and it took him a lot of time.

Only after Andre closed the door did he dare to load the armored vehicle and drone into the space bracelet.

Si Kuang suddenly realized, "By the way, last time I asked you how you got so many things into the park, you didn't tell me.

After hearing what that slutty bitch said, we were all just angry.

Then I forgot about it!"

Zhao Xiong blinked and asked, "What kind of equipment did you get?"