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The abandoned factory has a palpitating tranquility. Walking inside, all you can see is dusty machinery. The factory is huge, but He Han walks straight to the basement as if he is familiar with it. Chu Qiumo is quiet One of them acted as a mascot next to him, and another space power user deliberately distanced himself from Chu Qiumo, walking on the other side of He Han.

"What are we doing here?"

Chu Qiumo asked pretending to be curious, but He Han hadn't answered yet, but the space power user gave him a contemptuous look, then turned his head away with a very arrogant attitude.

He Han simply replied, "Take a batch of ammunition."

Chu Qiumo sighed, and stopped asking why He Han would know such boring questions as ammunition, and the air became quiet again. The three of them turned around a corridor and came to a rusty iron door.

There seems to be some kind of restless factor in the air. The fine dust is clearly visible under the sunlight. Although the sunlight is projected here, it still feels inexplicably cold.

He Han turned around and said to the two, "Stay away from you."

Chu Qiumo stood a little further away from the space power user, and He Han put one hand on the rusty lock, and with a little force, the lock twisted and broke, and the door was kicked open by military boots, and a smell of dust came out. "Ahem..." Chu Qiumo took another two steps back, but an afterimage suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, with a stench of decay. He was confused by the sudden situation, and he couldn't react when he stood there.

"bend over!"

A steady voice of command came from next to his ear, and Chu Qiumo bent down reflexively, and the turbid yellow sap was scattered all over the top, and a mass of unidentifiable flesh and blood was cut on the ground, wriggling strangely, Chu Qiumo just watched After one glance, he was almost spit out in disgust.

The boy's face was as pale as paper, and he seemed to be frightened. He Han tightened his arms around his waist, lowered his head and said, "Are you all right?"

"This... what is this?"

The space power user obviously had lingering fears, but he couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this, "This is a rotting baby, a type of third-level zombie, don't you even know this?"

It's not a good thing to hear a name, Chu Qiumo pursed her lips and said nothing.

He has been imprisoned by Ye Li since he returned to the base. How did he know that there are so many types of zombies?But in the end it was his ignorance, and Chu Qiumo didn't want to argue with him.

Instead, He Han said, "Liu Dong, you talk too much today."

Liu Dong was a little dissatisfied, but seeing He Han's expression, he didn't dare to speak anymore, Chu Qiumo stabilized himself with his own strength, lowered his head and frowned at the iron arm around his waist, "I'm fine, let me go first. "

He Han's face darkened, but he still let go.

Liu Dong was startled watching from the side. He was one of the first group of people who followed He Han. He had a deep understanding of He Han's decisive tactics. He was not angry when he rarely saw someone disrespecting him like this. Suddenly he thought of the young man's surname, and found out something like enlightenment, his gaze at Chu Qiumo became darker, and his posture became less arrogant.

After this little episode, a group of people successfully obtained the batch of arms. After all, with He Han's mysterious ability, ordinary zombies can't do anything to them.

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"what should I do now?"

After getting the batch of munitions, Mu Yi's face also relaxed a little, but this batch of munitions cannot be handed in, and they have been out for so long, they have to give an explanation to the person in charge of the base.

He Han said, "According to the original plan, you wait here, and I will go find some food or something."

"Boss! You..."

Although he knew that He Han was very capable, some people still objected, "No! It's too dangerous to be alone..."

Chu Qiumo secretly said in his heart: If you knew his strength, you wouldn't say that.

Yes, He Han hides his strength, Chu Qiumo is very clear about this, at least in this last world, if it is not too bad luck, at least he can walk sideways.

Chu Qiumo was slandering, when he suddenly heard the man say, "Who says I'm alone, he's with me."

The young man raised his head in a daze, but saw everyone looking at him strangely. He saw the man pointing at him, and realized that He Han was talking about him just now. Chu Qiumo hesitated, "I don't know anything..." It's better to take Liu Dong with you.

He Han didn't seem to care much, "Just to exercise you."

Chu Qiumo was dumbfounded. Compared with the people in the team, he was indeed weak, so he had no reason to object.

The two walked side by side on the street, inexplicably quiet. A few scattered zombies wandered by the side of the road. Chu Qiumo tightened his grip on the iron rod. These zombies were no longer the first-class zombies in the days before the end of the world. It was a more agile second-level zombie, and Chu Qiumo didn't know what to do.

"Can't fight?"

Some unknown voices came from beside her, Chu Qiumo gritted her teeth, "Who said I can't?"

Holding the iron rod in both hands, he trotted forward a few steps, aimed at the zombie's back of the head and hit it hard, but the zombie quickly dodged, turned around and attacked Chu Qiumo, Chu Qiumo struck again, and the tiger's mouth They were all numb from the shock, the zombie's head was only slightly tilted, and a warm body suddenly came up behind him. He Han surrounded him from behind, holding those delicate little hands with his big hands, and instructed, "from Hit it from this angle."

Under such circumstances, Chu Qiumo didn't think too much about it, and hit it at the angle He Han said, and the effect was really good, but after all, he hadn't exercised for a few months, and Chu Qiumo's strength soon ran out, and he held The hand holding the iron rod trembled unconsciously.

He Han wrapped his hands firmly, so the boy beat, retracted, stabbed, and chopped almost like a marionette.Everything was done by He Han. Chu Qiumo was a head shorter than He Han, and he looked as if he was curled up in a man's arms.

With He Han around, Chu Qiumo only regards these as games, anyway, the zombies can't hurt him, "Is it me hitting the zombies or you hitting the zombies?"

Chu Qiumo was a little speechless, he raised his head up, but was pressed down by the man's chin, "Concentrate."

How can this make him concentrate!

These zombies are not He Han's opponents at all. If he wanted to solve it, he would have solved it long ago, and still use these fancy tricks?Chu Qiumo faintly felt that He Han seemed to be teasing him, but the other party acted honestly and taught him the skills of beating zombies, and didn't take advantage of him, as if he was thinking too much.

But soon, Chu Qiumo regretted his naive thoughts.

It turns out that a wolf is still a wolf even in sheep's clothing.

All the zombies in twos and threes on the street were eliminated, but He Han pushed the boy against the wall, imprisoned him between the wall and his chest with both arms, and said in a low voice, "How are you going to repay me?"

Chu Qiumo was dumbfounded, "?"

Didn't you come up with this shit yourself?

But He Han smiled lowly, and pressed the young man's hands against the wall with his big hands, his body was almost touching him, "Young master, help you escape from Ye's house, you don't think I don't want anything in return, do you?"

Chu Qiumo felt uncomfortable under his pressure, with the cold wall behind her, and there was no way to retreat, "What do you want?"

He didn't expect that He Han behaved so normally along the way, so he always remembered... He should have left at that time!

But it’s too late to regret at this time, Chu Qiumo is undoubtedly seeking skins from tigers at this time, no, it should be because of human beings and him for fish...

He Han lowered his head and licked the boy's earworms with his warm tongue, his voice was hoarse and ambiguous, "What do you think?"

In a corner of the clear and cold street, a tall man in military uniform pressed the handsome boy against the corner, lowered his head and forced the boy to entangle with his lips and teeth. The difference in body shape made the boy look like a little white rabbit that fell into the hands of a hunter. A futile and hopeless struggle.

"Hmm...let me go...pervert!"

The young man was so breathless that his cheeks were flushed by the kiss, and he inadvertently said the name he usually called He Han in his heart.

He Han lightly bit the tender flesh between his lips, and rolled his rough big tongue in, "Pervert?"

The big hand poked in from the boy's slacks, "Huh? Say it again?"

Under the strong sense of danger, Chu Qiumo shamefully surrendered, "No...not..."

He Han seemed to be satisfied with his reaction, and kissed deeper. The man's powerful aura enveloped the young man, but the evil hand gradually deepened.

He smiled lowly, "It's really small."

A tingling pleasure rose from the tailbone. This body was already damn sensitive, and after being treated like that by Ye Li, the boy almost softened into a puddle of water immediately. I'm about to lose my footing.

"Um... ah!"

He Han's skills are very good, he made the young man cry in two or three strokes, "Stop...stop!"

The soft voice was not threatening, but made people want to make him cry even more. He Han moved his fingers maliciously, and the boy suddenly gasped, "No...no!"

"Aren't you going to stop?"

A weeping voice sounded, "Let me out..."

He Han's fingers didn't move, but there was deep desire in his eyes, "You seductive little slut."

Chu Qiumo's face flushed red, and his sensitive body made his thinking ability a little lower, "You are the one!"

"So much water... Are you thinking of seducing someone every day?"

The young man was so humiliated that he couldn't speak, but He Han felt a slightly different place, "What is this?"

Before the young man could answer, He Han had already squatted down and opened the young man's thin white legs. The young man was struggling unceasingly, but He Han's hands were clamped tightly like iron, and his voice suddenly became extremely loud. Leng, "Who made it for you?"

On the white and tender skin at the base of the legs, a leaf character was engraved brightly, as if to show someone's ownership.