This wave of zombies will not work [End Times]

It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon, and Zou Lang was still tied to the bed.

Mijingdou got up and treated the wound briefly.The wounds on the palms and shoulders were also skillfully wrapped with gauze.

Zou Lang lay down and rested for a while, unable to bear the loneliness, he propped himself up and sat cross-legged on the bed. He saw Mijingtang's skillful movements and felt that he couldn't help at all. A bowl of porridge, and said, "Instructor, I'm hungry."

The two of them ate the self-service breakfast prepared by Liang Xiao in the morning, and they didn't eat any more. They beat themselves to death all morning. It was already afternoon, and they couldn't be starved to death before they turned into zombies. .

Mijingtang raised his head and looked at him, asking for advice: "What do you want to eat? Let me give you instant noodles?"

Zou Lang was obviously not satisfied with this proposal. He needed some meat to replenish his strength, so he blinked and said, "I want to eat hot pot."

Mijingo: "..."

One of his heartstrings has already been stretched to the limit because of Zou Lang's bite, but this rightful owner seems to be completely fine.

Mijingtang tried his best to calm down and said, "But in your current situation, how can I take you out to eat?"

Zou Lang already had a plan in mind: "Have you seen if the outside has recovered? Let's order Haidilao. We'll eat it at the hotel."

With the advent of the end of the world, there was a shortage of food for a time, but it has only improved a little recently. Many catering companies have closed down one after another. Only Haidilao not only survived, but also thrived.In the extraordinary period when large supermarkets and dining places were ordered to close, they shifted their business focus to the food delivery business.

In the last days, many people hide at home for safety and try not to go out to buy groceries. Some professionally trained and armed food delivery staff are busier and more busy shuttling through the streets and alleys.

Mijingtang really wanted to say, "What hot pot should I order? What if I ordered the hotel?" But seeing Zou Lang's pitiful look, what he said became, "Okay, I'll order what you want."

If this is the last hot pot meal in his life, then he will try his best to make him eat better.

Mijingtang ordered a takeaway with Zou Lang's mobile phone, and basically ordered everything he could order.

Human beings are really tenacious animals. After a bloody battle, their lives are hanging by a thread.

Immediately after the crisis, you can get used to it and start living as usual.

After the security alert was lifted, many stores gradually opened.

There is a loudspeaker outside broadcasting along the street, "Resident friends do not go out if you have nothing to do, close the doors and windows, and report any abnormalities as soon as possible."

The rescue team stepped up their patrols, and the aunts of the neighborhood committee began to ask and report the missing persons in the community. Some people had already collected the corpses of zombies on the road, and there were also sweepers to clean up the blood stains along the road.Turn on the TV, and all the channels will praise the victory of mankind overwhelmingly, and thank the unsung heroes for saving City K.

After waiting for more than 40 minutes, the courier who delivered the food arrived.Dangdang knocked on the door three times.

Mijingtang first covered Zou Lang with a quilt, then walked over to look at the cat's eyes, and then opened one, two, and three locks.

The Haidilao delivery man outside the door wore a full set of protective gear and a helmet with only eyes exposed on his head. He was wrapped up like a bear. He handed two large boxes to Mijingtang and said, "Sir, you Okay, I'm the delivery man for Haidilao Hot Pot. Please check the list for any mistakes."

Mijingtang was worried about Zou Lang, and said to him, "No need, we order a lot, so we will check slowly later."

The food delivery man poked his head to look into the room, and seemed a little strange that they were pulling the curtains in broad daylight, "Sir, according to our service regulations, I need to help you light the fire."

Mijingtang declined again. "No need, it's my wife on the bed. She sprained her ankle while hiding from zombies. It's not convenient for you to come in."

After hearing this, Zou Lang wanted to object very much, but finally held back.

"Then let me explain to you how to use our hot pot. You order a lot of meals. You should add the meat first, then the mushrooms..."

Mijingtang wanted to close the door very, very much, trying to be patient, "No, thank you, we've eaten, we'll come by ourselves."

"Sir." The clerk continued to keep one foot in the door.

"What else?!"

"Is there any garbage to take downstairs?"

"no!"

"have a good meal."

After finally shutting the delivery man out, Mijingtang heaved a sigh of relief and closed one, two, and three locks.Then he came over with a box, opened the box and saw that everything was there.

"Order it, I want to eat duck intestines." As soon as he heard the sound of closing the door, Zou Lang couldn't wait to lift the quilt on his face. The delicious food is now, and Yujingtang is so "virtuous", he decided to treat the person who was called just now. The matter of the "wife" is never to be blamed.

Mijingdou reluctantly pulled the small hotel table and put it beside the bed, put a few bags of soup in it, and lit the burner.The flames began to roast the small chafing dish.He also dug out two cans of Wanglaoji from the box.

Zou Lang ordered all the sauce ingredients just now, and directed Mijingtang to say, "Put a little mushroom sauce, then a little beef sauce, then a little chili sauce, a little green onion, a little garlic, and a little coriander."

Mijingtang matched it for him, and Zou Lang watched from the side, "Oh, there's too much garlic."

Mijingtang gave Zou Lang a very helpless look, and then took some of the garlic out.

After preparing everything for Zou Lang, Mijingtang made some sesame sauce for himself.

Not long after, the small hot pot was opened. Although the burner was not big, the fire was still very hot, and the mushroom pot was gurgling and steaming.

Zou Lang's hands were still tied to the bed, and it was inconvenient for him to pick up vegetables from the pot. Yujingtang gave him a small bowl of seasoning, and whatever Zou Lang wanted to eat, he put in his bowl.He first picked up some duck intestines for Zou Lang, and then asked him, "Do you want luncheon meat?"

"want!"

"What about lamb?"

"Yeah! Yellow Throat, make it tender." Zou Lang raised his face excitedly while eating, "Instructor, how did you adjust the seasoning, so it's so delicious?!"

Mijingtang gave Zou Lang a blank look, but he added some mutton and put it in his bowl. Didn't he adjust it as he said?

"Add more beef!"

This end-time hot pot meal is even more precious after a life-and-death struggle and before it may turn into zombies at any time.The fresh ingredients are rinsed in the pot one by one, and the fresh and tender thin slices of meat are dipped in sauce, which makes people appetite.

The longer the stretch, the less and less the initial tension.

Gradually, neither of the two mentioned the matter of life and death, and the atmosphere improved a lot.

While eating here, there was a sudden knock at the door, and there was another knock on the door.

Mijingtang and Zou Lang looked at each other, and their expressions became tense.

If an inspector or something comes at this time, it is estimated that it will be finished immediately.

Mijingtang took the bowl from Zou Lang's hand and put it aside, while gesturing to let him hide it and deal with it by himself.

Then before Zou Lang could speak, he pulled the quilt to cover Zou Lang's head.

Mijingtang walked to the door, looked through the cat's eyes, and found Haidilao's clerk standing at the door.He thought about it carefully, did the clerk drop something by himself or did they not pay?Or... did they show any clues?

Dangdang, the door was knocked three more times.

Only then did Mijingtang unlock one, two, and three locks.

The clerk outside the door was still covered tightly, unable to see his expression at all.

"Sir, on the way back just now, I thought that it is not easy for everyone in the last days. In view of your wife's injury, I applied with the store manager to bring you some big bones. I wish your wife a speedy recovery." After finishing speaking Then the clerk handed Mijingtang a box of bones.

Looking at the heavy bone in his hand, Mijingtang could only say two words, "Thank you..."

The clerk looked at him, and meaningfully took out another box, "I'll give you another box of pocket money."

With his handsome face lowered, Mijingtang looked at a box full of waist flowers in his hand: "...??"

"You have trash..."

"Thank you, we don't have garbage! We can't eat anymore, so we don't need to bring them any more! I'll give you five stars!" Mijingtang slammed the door shut, letting out a sigh of relief.

Facts have proved that even the end of the world cannot stop the progress of Haidilao.

The whole world is clean.

Zou Lang got out from under the quilt, "I probably won't come again..."

"It should be..." Mijingtang didn't dare to confirm.

Fortunately, no one came to bother him later, this hot pot meal Zou Lang was very satisfying, full of wine and food, and happy.He sat on the bed, Mijingtang turned off the fire, packed up all the lunch boxes, and then he turned around and asked Zou Lang, "Do you have any other wishes? How about I buy you some fireworks?"

"Don't, don't," Zou Lang shook his hand, "Don't really order other people's hotels, I just see you, you are much more beautiful than fireworks."

Mijingtang gave him another look.

Zou Lang suddenly fell silent, "My bank card password is..."

Mijingtang interrupted, "Let's leave it to your father. You don't earn enough to spend."

Next, Zou Lang began to review his life for Mijingtang, from speaking English poorly when he was a child to playing games in junior high school, fighting in groups in high school, chatting and chatting, there was nothing urgent.If there is personal freedom, he can spread flowers, but now he is locked in this hotel room, really counting, there is nothing to do right now.

Zou Lang lay sideways on the bed and smashed his mouth: "I ate all the kidneys that people gave me... If I'm idle, I'm idle, why don't I...do it again?"

Finally, Mijingtang couldn't bear it any longer, and said coldly, "Get lost!"

Zou Lang raised the rope in Yang's hand, "I really want to get out! You tied me up, so I can't get out."

Mijingtang didn't say anything about him, looked at Zou Lang for a while, then suddenly came up to him, lowered his eyelashes, and kissed him seriously.

The second half was much warmer than the intense one before, and it also smelled like hot pot.

After going to the toilet once, Zou Lang was really tired. He ate too much hot pot in the afternoon, so he didn't need to eat dinner.

Once the tense period passed, he didn't care about being bitten, and he fell asleep in bed after a while.

Mijingtang sat on the sofa beside him, looking at his sleeping profile, from the beginning of acquaintance to the present, every little thing is vivid in his memory.

He wondered wildly, if Zou Lang went like this in his sleep, would it be the least painful.

He thought again, if Zou Lang died, in this life, would he no longer have the strength to love so much.

Zou Lang slept until night. Several times, Mijingtang got up and carefully went to check his breath and feel his body temperature.

Every time, the breathing is stable and the body temperature is normal.

However, Mijingtang had a bit of a fever. This day and night of continuous high-intensity combat, his physical strength was exhausted, and even his iron body could not bear it, not to mention that he had just been injured before and was still not recovering.

He hugged a pillow to press the wound and sat curled up on the sofa, clutching the gun in his hand, and still shivering from the cold under a thin quilt, his eyes kept looking in Zou Lang's direction, but he refused to close them.

He was afraid that he would fall asleep.

I'm afraid I won't see him for the last time.

But he was so exhausted physically and mentally.The eyelids are very heavy, and it feels like the body is constantly sinking, and the consciousness is like a kite flying high in the sky, which is no longer under his control, and the thread will be broken with just a light touch.

In the middle of the night, he was in a trance, and he was sweating non-stop.

In the end, Mijingdou didn't know whether he passed out or fell asleep due to sleepiness.

For a while he was completely unconscious.

Until, he was awakened by a voice...