I'm in love with the reborn doomsday boss

Xiong Hu looked at the carload of bosses and was speechless.

On the way, I picked up a poor little guy in my hand. How could it be such a coincidence that I picked up the real villain...

"Speaking of which, is it too late to throw it to him now?" Xiong Hu asked.

Jiang Du has already shrunk. Originally, the bear and tiger looked ferocious, but now looking at this bear-like man, he is very difficult to get along with.

It's just evil.

Jiang Du didn't know, he slept for two days, the pimples on his face had scabbed off, and his delicate face turned pale from fear, looking so pitiful.

Yuan Xingche and Song Miluo were in the front row, watching the two of them fear each other.

The car returned to the provincial highway, which was a main road, leading straight to the survivor city-state of Xiangye County.

It is said to be Xiangye County, but it is actually a town adjacent to Xiangye County.

Relying on the buildings gathered in towns and towns, each intersection is blocked to form a safe area.

When the three of them entered the city-state, they heard that the owner of the city-state was a person with water abilities who could provide clean water for the entire city.

There are many survivors in the early days of the end of the world, and an ordinary small base has a population of [-].

Among the 1 people, maybe there are many strong people who show their fangs first, so that others will not bully them.

So when registering in the city, neither Yuan Xingche nor Xiong Hu concealed their identities as supernatural beings.

Song Miluo reminded: "You'd better apply for a special ability. The copying ability is too strange, so that others won't be wary of you."

Yuan Xingche reported a more powerful lightning ability.

The person in charge of the survivor city-state heard that a very powerful thunder-type supernatural power user had come to the small city-state, and together with the person who came before, the two of them reported to the top.

The owner of this small city-state was very fond of Qiang, and said that he would personally receive Yuan Xingche and another person.

"When I entered the city just now, I saw that the first iron rule of a small city-state is not to harm the same clan. I think the person in charge here should be a good person." Xiong Hu said.

"Whether he is a good person or not, we are not afraid of him." Yuan Xingche said.

It just so happened that someone from the city-state brought some freshly slaughtered pigs from the countryside today, and some good cooks in the city-state were worried about lack of materials to show their skills.

This is just right, the city lord pays for the meat for everyone.

Yuan Xingche didn't really want to go at first, but he was greedy for the ability of this water-type ability user.

Being able to bathe freely in the last days and having clean water available at any time is really attractive.

On the fifth day of the apocalypse, those who ate fruit before the apocalypse generally had their abilities leveled up to level two, and Yuan Xingche's ability was already level three.

According to the experience taught by Song Miluo, the more proficient the use of abilities, the faster the advancement speed. Yuan Xingche has been training his abilities.

Song Miluo seldom showed his abilities. His ninth-level ability was too far ahead. Yuan Xingche wanted to catch up with him sooner.

The surname of the owner of the city-state is Zang, which is a rare surname.

Said it was to meet a master, the meal at night was not too simple, but also very lively.

There was an earthen stove set up on the spot, and three or four chefs were standing next to them busy, and everyone in the city came out.

This small city-state was built on the back of a town.

The survivors cut off every road into the village and dug pits four to five meters deep and four to five meters wide. Now the zombies are only more sensitive during the day, and they can't climb out of such deep pits.

And the people standing on the pit have countless ways to kill such zombies.

The smell of meat wafted from the stove, and many people sat and chatted with melon seeds.

Yuan Xingche was led to sit in front of a more luxurious glass turntable, which was covered with a maroon tablecloth.

Song Miluo, Xiong Hu, and Jiang Du mingled into the crowd and found a table where Doudizhu was relaxing.

Not long after Yuan Xingche took his seat, an old acquaintance sat down opposite him.

Boss Lei looked at Yuan Xingche sullenly.

Due to untimely treatment, his wrist suffered from muscle necrosis. Yesterday, he was amputated by a doctor in the hospital in the small town. Now his severed wrist is wrapped with several bandages.

This is all thanks to Yuan Xingche.

"What a coincidence." Boss Lei looked at Yuan Xingche and wished he could tear him apart. In just a few days, he lost a lot of weight due to the injury on his wrist.

The originally dark and fat face lost the flesh, and became black and skinny. The cheekbones without flesh are high and protruding, making it even more obvious that he is not a good person.

"It's a coincidence." Yuan Xingche said: "The first time you met me, you wanted to hurt me, but you broke your own hand. The second time you wanted to hurt me, you lost a lot of your subordinates. What kind of trick did you prepare this time? Why don't you tell me? Feast my eyes first."

"I don't need to do it myself. The little city lord here treats humans very generously, and hates the fact that humans kill each other. Guess if he knows, you are the one who blocked the way out of the village and let a dozen of my men die in the mouth of zombies. Do you have a place here?"

"I heard that the little city lords here are very powerful. By the way, they also have guns. What's so great about losing a hand? It's hard to say whether your life will be saved or not."

As if he had already seen the pleasure of taking revenge by borrowing someone else's hand, Boss Lei showed a sinister smile.

"Hearing you say that, you think I should have killed you directly." Yuan Xingche sneered.

Even if he really can't gain a foothold, so what, at worst, Yuan Xingche will retreat if he gets the water ability.

People don't offend me, I don't offend people.

As for why those people's lives were blocked, it's better not to ask them why they wanted to kill others first.

Speaking of which, the most damned person that day was the one in front of him.

After a while, a tall, thin man with an unprofessional temperament came out of the crowd. He greeted the people present with a smile.

He also ran to the stove first, and ate two pieces of braised pork. Seeing that there was no water in the water tank, he filled the chef's water tank again, and the clear water slowly rose up from the bottom of the tank. Filled up a cylinder.

Song Miluo also saw him from a distance, the movement of releasing the water.

The energy of the first-level ability is similar to that of the second-level ability, but the fundamental difference is that it can be used without physical contact.

The difference in energy will only appear between the second-level ability and the third-level ability.

Looking at the speed at which he stored water, this person must already have a third-level ability.

In the previous life, Song Miluo didn't pay attention to the details. Although this little city lord likes to curry favor with the strong, this can be regarded as a confusing operation.

Yuan Xingche couldn't help laughing as he sat at the dining table.

"Is that the little city lord you mentioned?" Yuan Xingche asked, his sitting posture relaxed a little while speaking.

"It's him. I heard that he likes to compete with new superpowers. You're not very confident. Why don't you play against him later." Boss Lei said. Compared with his team of dozens of people, this little city lord To be able to lead tens of thousands of people to set up a camp, I think it is also a ruthless character.

"It depends on whether he dares or not." Yuan Xingche said.

"You don't have to worry about the wind flashing your tongue when you speak big words." Boss Lei said, the little city lord is also a strong one here.

The little city lord seemed to have noticed this too. He looked over and saw Yuan Xingche at a glance.

Yuan Xingche sat on a chair with a back, Shi Shiran, let alone relax.

"Boss!" City Lord Zang Xiao exclaimed!

"He's really the boss!" With his eyes shining, he jumped up and down in front of Yuan Xingche like a monkey. He patted Yuan Xingche's shoulder and went up and down to see if Yuan Xingche was missing an arm or a leg. .

"Boss! Yuan Xingche! Boss!" He yelled and pulled Yuan Xingche into his arms fiercely.

"Skinny man, I'm safe and sound." Yuan Xingche, when his body was touched, he had already received the water ability, but this time it was slightly different, as if it was the engraving power that Song Miluo had mentioned.

Yuan Xingche himself was still at a loss as to what the engraving power was, so he could only ask Song Miluo after the banquet.

Zang Hongai's eyes were already full of tears, and his voice was ashamed: "Boss, the fat man is gone."

For a while, Yuan Xingche also stopped his voice.

"Fatty...it's because I don't have the skills. I'm still dreaming. When the fat man turned into a zombie, I beat him one by one...I beat his body to pieces with my own hands..." He is obviously a big man , He said here but cried like a child, his voice was choked up, and he was already out of breath from crying.

"It's over." Yuan Xingche said.

"No, I'm still wondering, if you were the boss and you were with the fat man, would the fat man survive?" Zang Hongai lowered his head in shame, and the memory of sending his brother away with his own hands is like a nightmare, forever surrounding him with him.

Yuan Xingche was speechless, he could only pat Zang Hongai on the shoulder, and let him walk out the rest.

Boss Lei on the side couldn't see anything. Yuan Xingche and Zang Hongai knew each other and had a deep friendship.

The idea of ​​getting rid of Yuan Xingche with Zang Hongai's hand has come to nothing.

And maybe, the two of them will team up to deal with him.

Thinking of this, Boss Lei felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

"Yo, what's wrong with this one?" Zang Hongai's ability to read words and expressions is not bad.

Yuan Xingche said: "It's nothing, just wanted me to die twice and three times, but every time he was the one who suffered."

"Oh, then I'll help you throw him out." Zang Hongai rolled up his sleeves, pulled Boss Lei by the back of his neck, and walked out of the base.

"I'll see you next time." After finishing cleaning up, Yuan Xingche still taunted.

He didn't say that he wanted to fight or kill. As a small city lord, Zang Hongai felt that it was not worth it if he broke the precepts to hurt his fellow clan first because of Yuan Xingche, or because of something despising like Boss Lei.

After a while, Zang Hongai came back clapping his hands.

The dishes began to be served on the table, sauced elbow, braised pork, stir-fried crispy pork, lion head, stir-fried pig's blood, and cold-seasoned pig's ears.

Compared with the combination of meat and vegetables on other tables, their table is a whole pig feast.

Even people with supernatural abilities at the same table, in an environment like the end of the world, couldn't hold back when faced with the sumptuous food and drink, and picked up their chopsticks and began to feast on it.

Compared with eating meat, Yuan Xingche and Zang Hongai drank more wine, both of which were rice wine brewed by fellow villagers, and they didn't taste too strong.

But Yuan Xingche and Zang Hongai have been through life and death together, and some things they said a little bit, they feel hypocritical, so why don't they drink a few more glasses, because they both know what they have to say, and they are all in the wine.

In the evening, a feast of wine and food was complete, Zang Hongai took the opportunity to say that it was convenient, and left for a while.

He was beaming when he came back.

"What expression do you have, do you still want to continue drinking?" Yuan Xingche would not miss any more drinks.

"Don't drink, don't drink, boss, you come to my place, I have to find a way to cleanse you up." Zang Hongai said.

"This meal, with wine and meat, can be regarded as a cleansing." Yuan Xingche said.

Zang Hongai gave him a shining look: "Well, sleep at night."

"When we came, the person in charge had already arranged a residence for him." Because he is a supernatural being, the assigned residence was clean and tidy.

Zang Hongai twitched and said, "I'm talking about sleeping with you."

Yuan Xingche frowned, and looked at Zang Hongai in disbelief. Zang Hongai immediately put his hands on his chest: "What, it's not me, that so-and-so, it's the old national fresh meat, Xuanhua, isn't he here with me?"

Yuan Xingche didn't understand.

"Why don't you understand? Didn't Xuanhua hire us as bodyguards before, but now that the world has changed, we don't mind him giving money, but he still wants to be more stable, so let me ask you, If he sleeps with you, can you protect him?"

This time, he said it clearly and clearly, even if Yuan Xingche drank too much wine and his head was dizzy, he could probably understand it.

"Cough... are you busy?" Song Miluo said.

At some point, Song Miluo stood aside, looking at the two with a half-hearted smile.