[Quick Transmigration] Take away the bloody protagonist

Zhou Mao's eyes widened, he couldn't understand the meaning of Zhou Qingyao's words.

Zhou Qingyao saw Zhou Mao's doubts, and said: "If you snatch Xiaohu, it shows that their target is only Xiaohu." He paused, "If the target is Xiaohu, there is nothing to be afraid of. I am afraid that the target is not it, but us. "

"What if their target is us and they capture Xiaohu just to weaken our combat effectiveness?" Zhou Mao asked.

Zhou Qingyao shook her head: "That way you don't have to worry. This shows that they think that our main combat power is Xiaohu, and when they deal with us, they will reduce their combat power against us."

"But Xiaohu is indeed our main force." Zhou Mao said, "You don't have abilities, and mine can't attack either."

"That's not the case," Zhou Qingyao said, and weighed his backpack. "You may not know that I have many weapons in my hand now, which are difficult for ordinary people to obtain in the last days. These weapons are sometimes better than supernatural powers." Use. Xiaohu’s target is too big, when we are besieged, it will be very difficult to escape.”

"I still don't understand." Zhou Mao showed a rare very confused expression, "Why is it difficult to escape? Xiaohu is big and fast. It should be easier for us to escape if we have it."

"No." Zhou Qingyao shook her head again, and looked at Zhou Mao seriously: "I have my own plans, you don't need to understand, just rely on me."

He lowered his head, stretched out his arms, wrapped Zhou Mao in his arms, and kissed his lips lightly on the empty street. "Don't ask any more." After he said this, he turned and walked in the direction where there seemed to be a crowd.

Zhou Mao stared at Zhou Qingyao's back, feeling an undercurrent of uneasiness in his heart, but he couldn't do anything, he could only trust the person in front of him completely.

I believe he will not be wrong.Zhou Mao comforted himself, and walked a few steps faster to catch up with Zhou Qingyao.

After all, I have always believed in him since I entered this world, and there is no problem if I continue to believe in him.Zhou Mao thought.

The two met a few passers-by, found out the location of the largest pet storage facility in S City, and rushed in that direction.There are many large animals in the storage room, and the staff are busy adding feed and strengthening the chains for the pets. It is considered a less bleak place in the last days.

After Zhou Qingyao filled out a crude form, a staff member came out and took Xiaohu away.Xiaohu was extremely well-behaved, he didn't bark or make trouble, he just took a fixed look at the two of them, then followed the staff and left obediently.Zhou Mao actually saw a little bit of reluctance from it, and his heart suddenly felt like it was being pulled.

Before leaving, Zhou Qingyao asked Xiaohu to bow his head, and said something in its ear, Xiaohu lightly rubbed against Zhou Qingyao, and made a meep to express his understanding.

Zhou Mao looked at Xiaohu's back.The thought of the possibility of not seeing it the next day made me even more sad.Seeing Zhou Mao's expression, Zhou Qingyao stroked his hair.

"Little Tiger will be fine. Even if it is caught, it will escape by itself." Zhou Qingyao said, "It is much stronger than us."

Zhou Mao nodded.Looking at the one-story poodle growling at the staff in the corner of the pet depository, he said, "I know the little tiger is special, unlike other evolved pets. I shouldn't have worried, but It's so smart, I'm afraid it thinks we've abandoned it."

Zhou Mao smiled lightly, and scraped Zhou Mao's face with his knuckles. "You know what I said to it at the end?" he said.

"What did you say?" Zhou Mao asked.

"I said that if we don't come to pick it up before noon tomorrow, let it go out of the city by itself and wait for us under the tallest locust tree in the forest north of the city."

Zhou Mao looked at Zhou Qingyao in surprise: "Can Xiaohu understand such a complicated position?"

Zhou Mao shrugged his shoulders, and deliberately made a resigned expression: "If it understands it, it will know tomorrow." He looked at Zhou Mao: "If Xiaohu's intelligence evolves enough to feel that we want to abandon it, then It should understand what I just told it."

Zhou Mao shook his head: "Emotional and language analysis skills cannot be compared. Your assumption is not valid."

"Really?" Zhou Qingyao smiled, "Anyway, tomorrow we will know whether Xiaohu understands or not, do you want to make a bet with me?"

"No gamble." Zhou Mao looked at Zhou Qingyao, without the slightest intention of joking, "I hope that the little tiger will not be taken away. We can go to the storage room to pick it up tomorrow morning."

Zhou Qingyao sighed lightly. "This will be the most troublesome ending," he whispered.Then he smiled again: "No matter what, there are countermeasures." He looked at Zhou Mao: "We will leave S City safely."

Zhou Mao didn't speak, just nodded, and walked towards the hotel with Zhou Qingyao.On the way, looking at the street trees whose roots had broken through the asphalt road, Zhou Mao suddenly asked, "Qingyao, have you been to City S before?"

"Come here." Zhou Qingyao replied simply.

"When?"

"long, long ago."

"Is it really a long time ago?"

"...It was a long time ago." Zhou Qingyao replied after being silent for a while. "It was a long time ago for me."

He stretched out his hand to hold Zhou Mao's hand, his palm was cold to the bone: "Let's go." He looked up at the sky, the sky was still blue and white clouds in the morning, but now it was cloudy: "The sky is going to change. We have to get to the hotel as soon as possible."

The two walked to the former city center.After Zhou Qingyao asked a few passers-by, she came to a hotel that looked neat and clean in this post-apocalyptic city, and even looked a bit high-end.

When Zhou Mao was still lamenting that there is such a decent hotel in this world, he was dragged into the door by Zhou Qingyao.Although the lobby of the hotel looked a bit depressed, compared with the dilapidated street outside the door, it was still much better.The marble floor was a bit dull, but it was well-polished.A well-built middle-aged man sat behind the front desk, fiddling with the gun in his hand | boredly.

"Are there any vacancies?" Zhou Qingyao walked to the front desk, put a small cloth pocket on the table, and asked the man.

The man picked up the cloth pocket and turned it upside down, "Zi|bomb?" He snorted and threw the cloth pocket back onto Zhou Qingyao. "Although it's a good thing, I don't want it." He stretched out three fingers and rubbed them together: "We only want money."

"And." He looked at Zhou Mao and Zhou Qingyao suspiciously.The two were neatly dressed, their expressions were calm, and they looked good. They didn't look like people living in this doomsday at all. "This hotel is run by the boss of the Jinding Gang, and does not accept members of the Baiyan Gang."

"We don't belong to any gang." Zhou Qingyao said calmly, "We are just ordinary travelers. And," he put the cloth pocket into the backpack, took out an iron can from it, and dumped the contents out . "We have money."

Zhou Mao took a closer look, and what Zhou Qingyao poured out was a bunch of colorful metal bottle caps.

How is the currency setting of the last days the same as the meme of an old game.Zhou Mao couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Is this money enough for one night?" Zhou Qingyao looked at the man indifferently and asked.

The man stared at a pile of bottle caps, his eyes almost went straight. "Enough is enough." The man took half of the bottle cap on the table into his arms, and pushed the half in front of Zhou Qingyao. "That's enough."

He took out the key and handed it to the two of them, "Your room is the second on the third floor, with half an hour of hot water and 5 liters of purified water. Meals will be attached separately."

Zhou Qingyao picked up the key and was about to go upstairs with Zhou Mao when a man stopped her.

"You two brothers." He looked back and forth between the faces of the two with probing eyes, "You really didn't join any gang?"

"No." Zhou Qingyao didn't seem to want to talk to the man, so she dragged Zhou Mao upstairs.

"Wait!" The man stopped Zhou Qingyao loudly, and then said in a low voice: "The two of you can get so much money in this world, you must have two brushes." He rubbed his hands, "Would you like to join?" Our Jinding Gang?"

"We don't have any brushes." Zhou Qingyao said seriously, "I have so many bottle caps because I was a bottle cap collector before the end of the world."

Zhou Mao couldn't help laughing.The man raised his eyebrows.

"Brother, you can't fool me with your words." He said, "If you were really incapable, this pile of bottle caps would have been snatched away." He pointed to a poorly made tapestry on the wall , the above pattern is a big tripod. "There are two big gangs in this city S. We are the Jinding gang, with a large number of people and many territories. The boss is still in his prime, so it can be said that he is at the height of his power."

He sneered, "And their Baiyan gang is coming to an end. The leader is very old, and his son has no supernatural powers. I guess no one under him will accept it. Once their boss dies, the gang will probably be in chaos."

He looked at the two people: "How is it? You won't have any problems joining us. It can ensure that you have a good life in S City."

"I'll think about it. I'll answer you later." Zhou Qingyao nodded lightly.Then he dragged Zhou Mao upstairs.

When he opened the door of the room, Zhou Mao was slightly surprised.This is a very ordinary standard room, the bed linen and quilt cover are a bit old, but it is still clean.In this world that lacks labor and supplies, it is quite good for a hotel to maintain such a standard.It can be imagined that the strength behind the Jinding Gang should not be underestimated.

But is it really okay to live like this?Zhou Mao watched Zhou Qingyao walk into the room and opened the curtains a little. He couldn't help thinking that the two of them would realize that they might be followed as soon as they entered the city.But it is still unknown who is following him.What if it is a member of the Jinding Gang?Wouldn't this be taken to someone else's mouth?

Zhou Qingyao put the bag on her back on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief.When he opened his backpack and took out a bag of compressed biscuits and handed it to Zhou Mao, he found Zhou Mao looking at him worriedly.

Zhou Qingyao smiled, "Do you want to ask me why I considered that man's suggestion?" He tore open the package of the biscuit, took out a piece and stuffed it into Zhou Mao's mouth, "This is just a delay. I won't join any Organized by gangs."

"It's not just this." Zhou Mao chewed the biscuit, feeling dry in his mouth, he swallowed the biscuit forcefully, and said, "I'm still very surprised why you didn't leave immediately after you found out that you were being followed, but you still wanted to leave." Stay in S city for one night."

Zhou Qingyao narrowed her eyes, her fingers became restless.He unbuttoned Zhou Mao's coat while licking his neck and collarbone little by little.

"Because I want to make out with you for a while." Zhou Qingyao said, his soft hair brushing the tip of Zhou Mao's nose: "I haven't touched you for a while."

"It's only been a day or two." Zhou Mao said, pushing Zhou Qingyao away, looking at him with blushing cheeks: "I can't accept this reason."

Zhou Qingyao looked at Zhou Mao for a while, then shook her head. "I knew I couldn't be fooled like this," he said. "If you go out of the city now, you will be attacked very quickly. Why don't you stay in the city for one night and see if the opponent is coming for Xiaohu or something else, so that we can minimize our losses."

"Besides, the two forces in this place restrict each other. If one side wants to attack us in the city, it will inevitably be afraid of the other's force and dare not attack easily. Therefore, as long as we are in the city, we are relatively safe. So I think we can After repairing and replenishing supplies in the city, we will face the people who are following us."

Zhou Mao nodded: "This explanation is reasonable."

Zhou Qingyao raised the corners of her mouth, held Zhou Mao's shoulders and pressed him on the bed forcefully.

"But it's true that I want to make out with you." He reached into Zhou Mao's clothes and gently scratched Zhou Mao's skin with his fingertips.

The author has something to say:

Start talking nonsense!A seemingly powerful gang appeared, but it didn't help.

When I wrote about smart cats, I started to make up even more, because my cat is really stupid and can't be used as a reference.I doubt it is the silliest cat in the world.

And how much I like to write about opening a house, if you don't drive a car when you open a house, you are just playing hooligans! (No)