The beginning is a kiss [Quick Transmigration]

In the barren suburbs, the plants have become dry under the high temperature, and the asphalt road has melted long ago. There is only one strong camp standing quietly under the scorching sun.

At the end of the road, a well-armed off-road vehicle drove over from the horizon.

The gate of the camp slowly rose, and someone shouted on the wall.

"Hey, Beacon Team, have you completed your mission?"

The window of the off-road vehicle was opened, and a man with a burr head said, "You are talking nonsense, our Fenghuo team is out, so what is there to question! The mission has been overfulfilled, and there is not a single wounded!"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and said to the others in the car, "Brothers, let's go to the bar to celebrate at night. This stupid task has consumed us for so long, so we can finally relax!"

"I agree, will the boss go?"

Everyone looked at the man in the corner.

The man just sat there lazily, exuding a strong aura, making people around him intuitively keep a distance from him. Even though the carriage was very crowded, he had an entire row of seats to himself.

Burrhead sighed.

He was originally the boss of the mercenary group, but since this man appeared out of nowhere three months ago, he has become the second eldest.

No, maybe it's not even the second child. The second child should be the plant he brought.

"The boss is not going to the celebration banquet. This task took half a month, and he has to rush home to see his son!"

"That's right, this mission is too dangerous, it's not suitable to bring that little guy on board."

They talked for a long time, but the person known as the boss didn't answer, only when the car drove into the street, his clear face finally lifted.

"parking."

The driver slammed on the brakes quickly, and the hairy head followed, and asked, "Boss, you really don't want to attend the celebration banquet tonight, so what about the siege next month? Can we discuss it another day?"

A month ago, people discovered that the whereabouts of the zombies had become regular. The crowd of corpses that used to be scattered in the sand had been manipulated by someone, and they began to attack various bases in a planned way.

Many bases have fallen and become the rations of the zombies.

The rest of the bases sounded the alarm, preparing to join forces to find out what was manipulating the zombies behind the scenes, and wipe them out in one fell swoop.

"We'll talk about this later." Jing Lun replied in a cold voice.

The hairy head nodded, and followed him a few more steps, gradually approaching Jing Lun's residence.

As the leader of the Beacon Team, his place of residence is naturally not too bad. It is located in the very center of the base, with normal water and electricity supply, and the house is the most well-preserved.

The clean and tidy streets make people dare not imagine that this is the end of the world.

Except there are no green plants.

In the whole city, only Jing Lun's gate can see a little bit of greenery.

Jing Lun knew that he would be away for a long time this time, and he was afraid that he would not be exposed to the sun, so he built an iron fence in front of the window so that he could get the sun without being taken away by someone who cared.

Of course, such iron bars can only guard against gentlemen, not villains.

When they arrived in front of the door, there was a brave man who picked the leaves of other people's shoots in broad daylight.

"Sir, you can't do this. This is our boss's treasure. If you dare to pull out its leaves, our boss will kill me!"

Probably because of the identity of that person, the people who were assigned to take care of Nianya were running around in a hurry, not daring to attack him.

Jing Lun watched the man's movements, and his son's cry seemed to echo in his ears, and his anger was ignited at once, and he rushed forward aggressively.

"Sir, our boss is here, stop!"

Unfortunately, it was already too late, an ice blade condensed in Jing Lun's hand, and threw it at that person.

Hearing the sound, the man turned his head, revealing a fair and delicate face.

Jing Lun's pupils shrank, he controlled the flying ice blade, and stopped three centimeters in front of the man's forehead.

With the sharp ice tip so close at hand, the man could still laugh.

"Yo, long time no see, the child's father."

In the quiet living room, the two people on the sofa looked at each other, and the man who looked after Fugui asked, "Brother Liang, what's going on, the two of them know each other?"

No one in the base knew that wealth was Jing Lun's lifeblood, and if anyone dared to make a move, he would send that person to see God in seconds.

But the person in front of him has pulled out the leaves of wealth and status, and can still sit here with a playful smile. On the contrary, it is their boss, frowning and looking cautious.

Not scientific.

"You ask me, who should I ask?" Burr shrugged.

Jing Lun turned to them and said, "Liangzi, you two go out first, I'll look for you later."

Liang Zi nodded and left with another person.

After the two left, Rong Hefeng said, "You are really fast. I didn't catch up with you when I was driving off-road. I almost got lost in the wild and had to go back to the supermarket."

He knew that Jing Lun would come to the base in the Eastern District to take revenge, but he didn't have a map in his hand, and there were many zombies in the surrounding cities, so he had no choice but to go back home.

Until there was a change in the zombies, Wan Shan summoned the leaders of the bases from all over the country to come to the East District to discuss the encirclement and suppression in the future.

After these three months, Ronghefeng has gradually established the base, from a supermarket with no difficulty, to a well-equipped small base.

Although it is not very big, it is also eligible to be called.

"The base that is rising rapidly in City A is you?" Jing Lun's expression changed, a little surprised.

He didn't know much about it, but everyone around him was talking about it, and it was developing so fast that it was hard not to attract attention.

Rong Hefeng straightened his back and looked smug, "Isn't that normal? What's so surprising? You haven't told me why you left three months ago, let's just leave, and you took Fugui with you. "

It's okay to take it away, but don't take good care of it.

He felt very uncomfortable on the way, and Fugui's bad mood was conveyed to him. When he arrived at the base in the eastern region, he saw that the pot of Fugui was full of weeds, and he looked listless.

In fact, Jing Lun can't be blamed for this. He has arranged people to take care of Fugui. Fugui is usually watered with spiritual water, which is very nutritious. Occasionally, a few weeds will grow, but the person in charge of taking care of Fugui dare not touch it. The weeds grew stronger and stronger.

"Didn't you read the letter?" When Jing Lun mentioned the reason why he left, Jing Lun's face was a little unnatural, and his eyes were slightly cold.

Even though three months have passed, the aggrieved feeling of being green still hasn't dissipated, instead it has accumulated in his chest, making him think about Rong Hefeng all the time.

Think about who he was with, what he did, what he said.

"Letter? Look, what does the smoky bed partner mean?" Rong Hefeng thought for a long time, but couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

Isn't there only one 'bed partner', the one in front of him.

Jing Lun looked at him with heavy eyes, "Pretending to be confused? There's nothing to cover up. Anyway, I made it clear when I was in your room, didn't I?"

"What did I say?" Rong Hefeng was really confused.

"You asked me if I would like to be your bed partner." Jing Lun turned his face away and said indifferently.

Rong Hefeng was taken aback, "Then are you willing, seriously."

"..." Jing Lun's face was gloomy.

This person is really unchangeable!