Apocalypse villain

The new position that Guo Shuai and Tong Wenbo found for Lin An and the others is quite good. It is right next to the team convoy. Most of the people in such a good position have some ability.

As soon as Lin An and the others followed the soldiers with guns, they attracted a lot of attention.

Obviously they are related households. This group of soldiers were all sent from Shoujing, and not many of them could gain connections.

People around waited and watched for a while, and then someone came forward to say hello, and they were looking for Lin An, who seemed to be more talkative.

"Brother, from Jinshi, what's your surname?"

The person who came was a young man in his twenties with the aura of a rich man. He smiled a little when he saw people, but he was not annoying.He stood in front of the window of the co-pilot, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and handed it to Lin An, and smiled politely at Huo Cheng, not caring about the other party's indifference.

Lin An took the cigarette, didn't light it, chatted with him one after another: "Call me Lin An, from your accent, it doesn't look like a local, I'm from Shoujing, why did you come to Jinshi? "

That son knew him well, he called himself Zhao Ruiming, called Brother Lin, and nodded with a wry smile: "Brother, you are so good at hearing, you are right. I was out to play with friends, but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing. I don’t know if it’s bad luck or luck.”

Lin An smiled indifferently: "Hey, it's the same everywhere." The virus outbreak is worldwide, and unless you escape from the earth, you can't hide it anywhere.

Zhao Ruiming also laughed: "That's right, thinking about it, it's not bad for us. If we were in Shoujing at that time, there would be only so much traffic... Well, a few of my friends all made appointments together. , I also picked up two students on the way, next time we have a chance, we will get to know each other, so there will be someone to take care of us on the way."

Lin An looked in the direction he pointed, and there was indeed a black off-road car parked there, with no brand name, and just looking at it, he knew that it was not something ordinary people could drive.

There were people sitting in the car, and through the window, a young man could be seen sitting in the co-pilot, with his jaw drooping and blowing the air. There was a man and two women in the front row, but it was not clear if there was anyone in the back row.

"What's the matter, is the co-pilot not feeling well?" Lin An asked casually.

"It's nothing. I caught a cold last night and woke up with a little fever in the morning."

"That's right..." Lin An's eyes paused, and his interest in speaking faded.

If you have a fever, you should avoid contact with it.

Seeing that Lin An's expression was calm, Zhao Ruiming chatted briefly, exchanged some news, and left in a sensible way.

At noon that day, the army sent people to count the number of people, and then simply lined up the survivors who followed, and talked about discipline.It's nothing more than that the road is narrow and you are not allowed to jump in line, fights are not allowed, and troubles for no reason are allowed. They tossed around for hours.

At about five o'clock in the afternoon, Lin An's stomach started to growl again. He and Huo Cheng followed the command of the army to move the car and register, and neither of them had a good meal.

The army meant to drive late at night. Huo Cheng naturally said that he drove, and Lin An didn't argue with him—he knew what level he was, and he hadn't been on the road a few times in total. Driving in the dark was dangerous, so Huo Cheng could only let Huo The city suffers.

Driving late at night is already a pain in the ass, and Lin An felt guilty, so he resolutely refused to let Huo Chengdu eat when it was time for dinner.

"Brother, you can take a rest, just take a nap in the car for a while, and leave the meal to me."

Driving can't help much, and it can only be used for logistics support. Huo Cheng can't be made to work like an old scalper and eat too much, then Lin An won't be a white-eyed wolf!

A temporary floor was laid in front of the car. After thinking about it, Lin An simply dug out the good things he exchanged in the morning from the trunk, set up the alcohol stove, set up a pot, not to mention, it really looked like a spring outing on TV. .

The mineral water was boiled, and the whole handful of vermicelli was placed in the pot. After a while, it began to gurgle and steam. Lin An put the vacuum-packed small intestine into the pot with a small blade, sprinkled some salt, and added half a pack of pickles. Taking advantage of people's unpreparedness, he selfishly took out three eggs from the space, and smashed them all in.

Although this pot of egg noodles is so simple that it can't be simpler, it still has meat and vegetables. Eating such a bowl with hot soup will warm up the whole person.

"Brother, the noodles are cooked, come down to eat."

Huo Cheng opened the car door, but Lin An didn't let him do anything. After pressing him down on the floor covered with plastic sheeting, he served a large bowl of noodles attentively.

This is a guilty conscience. People in teams take turns driving at night. When they come to their place, because their driving skills are not good enough, they have to bother Huo Cheng.

"Is it delicious? Eat more. Serve it up after you eat it. Eat more." Lin An watched Huo Cheng eat with eager eyes, smiling flatteringly, like a puppy who just made a mistake and wagged his tail .

Where Huo Cheng still had the heart to eat, he wanted to stretch out his hand to stroke his dog's fur, and squeeze his paws.

The finger holding the lunch box moved, and endured it, a soft smile flashed across Huo Cheng's eyes, and he looked at Lin An: "Don't look at me, you should eat too."

"Yeah!" Lin An responded, picked up his lunch box to fill the noodles, and kept talking: "Brother, you must eat more, because you will be boiled at night, and you must eat all the noodles I filled for you. "

Hearing this, Huo Cheng lowered his head and stirred the noodles in the big lunch box with chopsticks, and sure enough there were two poached eggs and a lot of sausage slices lying underneath.Look at Lin An again, snorting and eating the poached egg in his bowl.

The eating appearance is not very elegant, but in Huo Cheng's eyes, he is cute everywhere.

Lin An has a problem with eating. He picks and saves good things and saves them for the last meal. I saw him carefully bite off the white of the poached egg twice, keep the egg yolk and bury it in the soup, and ate it again. Noodles and side dishes, and finally a sip of soup before eating the egg yolk in one bite.

Huo Cheng was amused and liked it when he saw it. He picked the eggs in the bowl and gave Lin An the egg yolk.

Lin An shyly declined: "No, I have, and the eggs are for you."

Huo Cheng said, "I don't like egg yolks."

Lin An looked at him in surprise: "Really, are you bluffing me?" The egg yolk is so delicious.

Huo Cheng didn't say a word, he put the egg yolk to him, and lowered his head to eat his own noodles, which means it's in your bowl anyway, whether you like it or not.

Lin An grinned and put on the expression of "such a big person is picky eater, so I can barely eat it for you" and lowered his chopsticks.

It's not bad to have someone who thinks about himself and gives in to himself.

After the water and gas were cut off, many people never had a bite of hot food again.As soon as the smell of noodle soup wafted out, many people secretly swallowed their saliva, and their gazes at Lin An and Huo Cheng were not very friendly.

Did these two do it on purpose? !

Lin An doesn't care about these things, he likes to watch, eating and drinking in the last days depends entirely on his own ability.

He was frightened of hunger in his previous life, and he considered himself a big eater, so he ate two lunch boxes of noodles and drank half a pot of soup before he was satisfied and stopped.Unexpectedly, Huo Cheng was a big eater. After Lin An put down his chopsticks, he ate everything in the pot, not even a soup base.

Lin An rubbed his stomach, watched Huo Cheng eat up everything in the pot, then took out biscuits from the trunk bag, and said quickly: "Brother Huo Cheng, don't eat biscuits, let's cook some noodles, I will also eat some biscuits." Not very full."

In fact, he was so full that he couldn't be fuller, he was afraid that Huo Cheng would be embarrassed.

Adopted children are more sensitive than ordinary children. They are afraid of causing trouble to others and are used to overthinking.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Lin An knew that he was thinking too much. The two of them put together their supplies. Seeing that Huo Cheng was not full and went to eat biscuits, he was always afraid that the other party would not want to consume fuel... Lin Lin always did it Thoughts were turning around in his mind, and seeing Huo Cheng watching him not moving, Lin An felt more and more petty.

No old man can think of things like this.

The more Lin An thought about it, the more he felt that he was groaning, feeling bored in his heart, so he simply kept silent, as if he hadn't said anything just now, and lowered his head to clean up the pots and chopsticks.

One hand pressed Lin An's clean-up movement, he raised his head, and saw Huo Cheng looking at him helplessly, and said, "Why are you still hungry?"

Lin An was slightly stunned, and Huo Cheng went to rub his stomach, frowning and disapproving to educate him: "Don't eat any more, accumulate food." He had already discovered that Lin An was greedy for eating too much, and he didn't know what sin he had suffered in the past , Have you ever been hungry?

Even if you have been hungry, you can’t eat too much, what should you do if you eat something bad!

Thinking about it this way, Huo Cheng's heart became softer, and Lin An's distressed and serious eyes almost set Lin An on fire.

Lin An dodged Huo Cheng's sight slightly uncomfortably. He had never had the experience of being cared for by an older man, and he couldn't figure out how to deal with it for a while, so he said a little: "Well, then I won't eat, Brother Huo Cheng, cook something yourself, don't eat those biscuits." After saying that, he hurried into the car.

He used to be so hungry that he fell into the habit of involuntarily eating until he was full when he saw food - it is estimated that this problem will not change for a while, but he did not expect Huo Cheng to be so careful, and the two of them never ate a few meals in total It was discovered by him.

Huo Cheng watched the young man get into the car, the expression on his face was much softer than usual.

Lin An is a good boy, and when others treat him better, they will remember it in their hearts, and people can't help but treat him better.

Zhao Ruiming, the young master who talked to Lin An in the afternoon, gave him a wink, and waited until Lin An and the others had finished their dinner before coming over to inquire about where the folding stove in their hands came from.

"It doesn't take much food to trade with the army." Lin An didn't care about making things easier for him on such trivial matters.

He casually took a look at Zhao Ruiming's car parked not far away. There was also something paved in front of the car, and the people in the car were already sitting there waiting to eat.

In addition to seeing a man and two women before, there are two tall and burly men guarding one of the girls, looking like bodyguards or something.

This pedestrian really has some status, and his companion is accompanied by bodyguards.

Inadvertently meeting a pair of clear and moist eyes, the owner of the eyes has a pure and beautiful face, smiling at Lin An, very friendly.

Lin An paused, then nodded politely, and casually shifted his gaze elsewhere, feeling a little agitated in his heart, never had such a beautiful girl smile at him since he was a child.

At this time, Huo Cheng suddenly reached out and pressed the button to close the car window. Lin An was taken aback, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

The man was as considerate as ever: "It's getting late, I'm getting cold from the wind."

"Oh." Lin An didn't doubt that he had him, and once again sighed in his heart that Huo Cheng is so kind, no one can care about others like him, and it is really lucky to meet such a good companion in the last days.

With such a turn of his thoughts, his attention turned to the man beside him, and he had already forgotten the girl's smiling face just now.