Rebirth Doomsday Notes

"This is?"

Rong Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the women standing in the courtyard, turned his face to gesture to Lao Yuan, "What's going on?"

Lao Yuan's expression was unnatural for a moment, but he still bite the bullet and walked forward, "Mr. Xu, these women escaped to this neighborhood last week. When they saw the patrolling people upstairs, they knew that there was a Someone has been crying outside the door,...I'm not worried that they will recruit zombies again,...so..."

Rong Yan's expression relaxed, "So that's how it is." Thin lips curled into a smile, and Rong Yan reached out and patted Lao Yuan's shoulder.

Seeing that Rong Yan's attitude softened, Lao Yuan and the others also breathed a sigh of relief. The sixth child was about to go up and say a few words, but Rong Yan's next move made his stepping feet pause in midair.

The smile on Rong Yan's face only lasted for a second, and in the next second, the hand on Lao Yuan's shoulder directly grabbed Lao Yuan's collar, dragged him to the front, his face was clouded, and he said coldly, "What time is it now? I'm not here, so you dare to let these ignorant people in!... You want to drag more than 100 people in your family to die with you!!!!"

The voice was not loud, but everyone present did not dare to take a breath. The sixth swallowed, and explained in a low voice, "Xu, Mr. Xu,...they are just a few women,...it won't cause any serious problems .”

"You know what a fart!" Rong Yan swears, throws away Lao Yuan, points to the women standing in the courtyard tremblingly, and sneers, "How many women? Sixth, you forgot that you almost bit me at the beginning. Isn't it a woman who will kill you?"

"Mr. Xu!" Lao Liu froze immediately, and unforgettable memories flooded his mind, and Lao Liu shivered for a while.

"Then, Mr. Xu, what should we do with these women?" Old Yuan asked respectfully.

The faint pain in his abdomen made him frowned. He quickly glanced at the women, and unexpectedly found that all of them were good-looking. Although their clothes were tattered, they were all about 23 or [-] years old. Right now they were standing there tremblingly, She looked so pitiful.

With a soft snort, Rong Yan finally understood why Lao Yuan and the others took in these women.

Compared with the rustic village women in the supply and marketing cooperatives, these women are as beautiful as angels.

But last week when the mutated poisonous body was raging, how could these women pass through the mutated poisonous body's encirclement and enter the supply and marketing cooperative quietly.

"Please, don't throw us out,...we are all human beings, not monsters." Among these women, the most beautiful girl knelt down, pleading with rain.

Because of her kneeling posture, the tattered jeans directly exposed half of her white and tender thighs. The girl prostrated on the ground raised her face timidly, and looked at Rong Yan pitifully.

She has a pure appearance, but there is a charming charm between her eyebrows and eyes.

Several other girls followed suit, and there was a burst of crying in the courtyard.

Except for Rong Yan, when the other men saw this scene, they all felt distressed and regretful.

And the women standing outside were mostly holding the hands of their own children, and all of them were staring at the girls, wishing that Rong Yan would give an order to drive these vixens out.

Rong Yan was silent, and thought about it carefully in his heart. Although these girls have only been in the supply and marketing cooperative for a week, they have obviously been fascinated by Lao Yuan. In addition, there are serious injuries on the body...

"Have you finished counting everything in the car?" Rong Yan skipped over the topic just now.

Old Yuan was stunned for a moment, then understood in an instant, nodded and said, "The counting is over, thanks to the food that Mr. Xu brought back, the family got through this difficult time! But, why are you now..."

"I'll go up and talk to you guys later,..." Rong Yan said, and then walked up the stairs, and the others quickly followed.

Among the group of women in the supply and marketing cooperative, a woman dressed in some clean clothes rushed out, "Mr. Xu, why don't you see anyone from my Wanjun family?"

"That's right! Mr. Xu! Why didn't my Daming come back with you?"

"Mr. Xu..."

"Mr. Xu..."

"..."

……

The wives of the fifteen men who were sent out to look for food rushed out in unison, looking at Rong Yan expectantly and cautiously.

Rong Yan sighed lightly, "Old Yuan, give them more food next!"

"...Well, I understand." Lao Yuan nodded with a solemn expression.

Although the result was not clearly stated, the meaning behind it is self-evident. The hope on the women's faces turned into despair, and their cries were bleak.

……

Du Fanxuan patted Liu Jin's little butt lying on his body, and stretched out his other hand to wipe off the water droplets on the little thing's face.

"The water is getting cold, get up!" Saying that, she stood up from the bathtub with the little thing in her arms,

The dragon scales on the dragon's tail were soaked in water, and the golden scales were shining golden. Du Fanxuan pulled the bath towel, wrapped him and the little thing, and stepped out of the bathtub.

First dry Liujin's body, put it on the small chair in the bathroom, and then use the bathroom to quickly wipe the wet hair...

After about ten minutes, the Du family's mother and son finally walked out of the bathroom after taking a bath. Liu Jin was washed deliciously by his mother, and the milk-flavored shower gel was mixed with the ginseng smell of the little thing itself.

Back in the room, Yuan Chi stood by the window with his hand on the window buckle, as if he was closing the window.

"What's wrong?" Du Fanxuan asked.

Rong Yan closed the window, turned around, "It's all right." His cold eyes suddenly noticed the cartoon pajamas Du Fanxuan was wearing.

The corners of the mouth curled up slightly without making a trace, "It suits you quite well."

"What?..." The child was taken aback.

Immortal Yuanda just smiled, returned to his couch, and answered Du Tongxie's doubts coldly.

Rubbing Liu Jin's face inexplicably, Du Fanxuan felt that he couldn't understand what a certain god was thinking.

……

The night wind was bleak, and on the iron gate of the small building, a white talisman could be vaguely seen, and in the dark night, a golden light flashed from time to time.

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