[End Times] The Road to Blood Painted

The reason why he became the boss here is because he has his own method when dealing with zombies.Relying on his superior physical condition and the weapon in his hand, he had successfully killed at least five zombies.

Therefore, no matter how fierce and unreasonable he is usually, the residents of small cities dare not say "no" to him, and even they all spontaneously gather around Virgil. Some, it will be safer.And if we live together, even if zombies come, maybe we can deal with them.

Human beings are struggling to survive in such a state of fear day and night.

Today was a rare night of indulgence. Virgil not only had a large amount of meat roasted to entertain Yuan Ting and Ling Su, but even brought out beer and asked them to have a good meal.Of course, under the surface of eating and drinking, he still doesn't like these two people in his heart.

He didn't really admire them, so he was willing to take out his precious things to share with them.He was only afraid of the gun in Yuan Terror's hand and Ling Su's frightening eyes.That look kept flashing in front of his eyes, and every time he thought of it, he was so terrified that the hand holding the beer trembled slightly.

The two rescued children were also lucky enough to be brought to the "banquet" scene, where they ate and drank well.This is probably the best and fullest meal they have had in the past few years.Although the beef roasted on it was their family's cow, it was lucky to be able to save his life under Virgil's gun.

They seemed to adore Yuan Terror and Ling Su, especially Yuan Terror. They had been circling around these two people throughout the night, and even toasted them proudly, and secretly drank a few sips by the way.

When the drink was halfway through, Ling Su asked Virgil for some clean clothes.Both he and Yuan Ting needed some clothes, the ones on their bodies were really dirty.

Virgil fully agreed, and immediately asked his men to go to a nearby clothing store to bring several suits.Those clothing stores have long been closed, and no one cares about making clothes anymore. The new clothes are just piled up in the store in such a random way, and whoever wants them can get them.

Virgil was generous with other people's things, so naturally he brought over a dozen sets of clothes for Yuan Ting and his wife, all of which were shirts and suits.No way, there are the most such things in men's clothing stores.Yuan Ting wanted the canvas overalls, but couldn't find them for a while.

As soon as Ling Su saw the clean clothes and his unhealthy body, he immediately felt a little uncomfortable, and could no longer wear the dirty clothes on his body. Halfway through the meal, he dragged Yuan Tie into the room, and the two began to change clothes. .

Yuan Ting looked at the shirts and suits in the room, feeling a bit at a loss as to what to do.He is not used to wearing this kind of clothes. For him who holds a gun and canes, he has not touched this kind of clothes for many years.Wearing clothes that get in the way of his hands and feet simply affects the speed of his shooting.

Ling Su was very insistent, insisting that he change into that outfit.He quickly changed himself into a white shirt and black jeans, but he didn't change the leather shoes on his feet.Then, he began to urge Yuan Ting to change his clothes, and even half-jokingly said: "Brother, are you really not going to change? You can't even smell it, you are almost stinky."

Yuan Ting subconsciously raised his hand and smelled it, but he didn't feel much smell, but Ling Su's words seemed to be a little bit psychological.So, he frowned slightly, and finally agreed to change.

When changing clothes, Ling Su just stood beside him, watching him unload each piece of textile.Yuan Ting was a little embarrassed by him, and wanted to ask him to turn around, but he cut off the conversation: "Hurry up, change it and go out to drink. They are all men, why are you embarrassed, I just said When you take off your clothes, don't you also watch from the side."

Yuan Ting thought to himself, when you just changed, I didn't look at it.He deliberately turned his eyes away at that time, and kept staring at a vase placed in the room.

However, Ling Su has said so, and he seems to have no reason to insist.In fact, when he was in the army, he often took a bath naked with his companions, and he never shy away from it. Sometimes when he came out of the bathhouse, he just wore a bath towel.Everyone was laughing and joking with each other, this one punched you, that one pinched you, and sometimes they even praised a few words, saying things like how amazing your muscles are.

Yuan Ting never felt that there was anything wrong with that, but he was really not used to changing clothes in front of Ling Su.

So, he quickly took off the clothes on his body, picked up a striped shirt beside him, and was about to change into it, but was stopped by Ling Su.

"Wait." He said so, and looked at Yuan Ting seriously, without any evil thoughts in his eyes, then he nodded and said, "Well, this one doesn't suit you, change it."

As he spoke, he took the striped shirt and began to rummage through a pile of shirts solemnly.Poor Yuan Ting has almost completely stripped off, only wearing a pair of boxer underwear, and the muscles of his whole body look extraordinarily bright under the warm yellow light in the room.

Ling Su did this on purpose, of course, but he acted so naturally that no one could find a reason to blame him.When he was rummaging, his eyes kept peeking at Yuan Terror's body. The body full of two complex auras of a boy and a man gave people a strong visual shock, as if the softness and rigidity were perfectly combined. Together, people can't help but want to step forward and touch them from top to bottom.

Yuan Ting waited a little impatiently, and said in a low voice, "Okay, just take one."

"You can't take it casually. Image is very important. Although you are handsome, if you don't choose the right clothes, it will still greatly affect your handsomeness."

Yuan Terror didn't care whether he was handsome or not, he just wanted to have clothes to wear quickly.He always felt that Ling Su deliberately tricked him into taking off his clothes, and then left him alone, like a fool.

Finally, before Yuan Terror's patience reached its limit, Ling Su pulled up a black shirt and appeared, excitedly saying: "Yes, that's it!" Then, he handed over the clothes.

Yuan Terror's face was about the same color as this shirt.He didn't notice at all that the dress Ling Su wasted 10 minutes to find was different from the one he just picked out.

"There are differences, of course there are differences." Ling Su seemed to read Yuan Ting's thoughts, and explained proactively, "With your body and appearance, wearing this black embossed shirt can best highlight your temperament .”

"What is my temperament?"

"Mensao." After Ling Su said that, he quickly moved to the side, because he had already seen that Yuan Ting picked up a wooden ornament by the table and threw it at himself.If he hadn't hid quickly, he would have a big bump on his forehead when he went out.

In the end, Yuan Ting still put on the black shirt, and Ling Su helped him choose a pair of jeans, which were different from the western style trousers he was wearing. Yuan Ting wore a lighter color and a more casual style. .He casually put on a suit, zipped it up, and stuffed the trousers into his military boots. At first glance, he really looked like a so-called second-generation soldier who came out of the army.

When he was putting on his pants, Ling Su kept watching from the side without blinking his eyes.Seeing Yuan Ting's slender legs being pulled into the trousers, and when he pulled the zipper, he subconsciously retracted his belly and lifted his buttocks up slightly. The skinny jeans immediately wrapped up his beautiful buttocks and legs, which made his blood spurt Zhang, there seemed to be a gust of air in his body, and he went on a rampage in an instant.

Yuan Ting never expected that a random action of his would be so sexy.He put on his clothes and turned to look at Ling Su, only to see that his eyes were a little dull, looking at him blankly.After a while, he suddenly covered his nose and turned around abruptly.

"what happened?"

When Ling Su turned around, she kept waving her other hand at Yuan Ting, saying in a muffled voice, "No, it's nothing, I ate too much mutton, I got angry."

Yuan Ting didn't think about that at all, and patted him on the shoulder, urging him: "Okay, let's go out, the rest of the clothes, put them in the car after dinner."

So, the two changed into new clothes, and walked back to the banquet scene handsomely.Although Yuan Ting was forced to change his clothes, the vigilance on his body still did not dissipate.He was still wearing the bulletproof vest, and the pistol on his waist was never far away.A delicious meal could not dispel his worries. He deeply felt that it would be better to stay as little as possible in this place.

Ling Su seemed to have the same idea. Before entering the banquet hall, he suddenly pulled Yuan Ting's sleeve, then leaned close to his ear, and whispered: "I bet that Virgil must be coveting you With the heavy weapons on the car, do you think he will take action tonight?"

Yuan Ting shot him a look: "You want to leave overnight?"

"Of course not." A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Ling Su's mouth, "I'm leaving tonight, how can I be sorry for myself. It's a rare trip, so naturally I have to get some good things before leaving. We're going to China this way, it's a long way, No matter what, let this old man contribute something of his own accord."

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15. Reaction...

For the next half of the meal, Yuan Ting and Ling Su were almost drinking, and they soon became friends with Virgil and his brothers.

By the end of the dinner, everyone was hugging each other and calling themselves brothers and sisters.Especially Ling Su, who deliberately patted the wound that Virgil had just healed, with a wicked smile on his face: "Brother, I'm really sorry today. This brother, I was a little bit impatient and hurt you, so don't take it seriously." ah."

Virgil hated and feared in his heart, but his mouth was full of smiles: