MTL - I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

A drop of cold sweat slid across the forehead of Jiang Chen, and swallowed hard and spit. He looked at the weapon that was shaking in front of him.

No, it’s a chest, at least 36D...

Under the eyebrows is a pair of flamboyant phoenix eyes. The high nose and the small mouth of the cherry are not a stunner if they are not because of their bad expression. Some worn black leather jackets wrapped the shape and weight of the chest, the slightly white jeans were cut off the knees, wrapped around the seductive thighs and hips. Black black pistol, braving the cold whip of the forest... If there are some sly decorations around, I am afraid that no man in the world will not be here.

Hey a fart!

At this moment, Jiang Chen’s heart is only fearful except for remorse. There is no physical excitement at all. Hey, how do you feel that your pants are a little tight? This must be an illusion. How could Laozi shake M!

First of all, Jiang Chen has absolutely no special hobbies. The reason why this beautiful woman holding a whip is tied to a chair at the moment is completely unexpected...

"Name?" The big breasted woman in a black leather jacket and old whitish jeans licked her slightly messy long hair on her shoulder, and rudely stepped on the arm of the chair.

"Jiang Chen..." swallowed and spit, Jiang Chen honestly explained the name. As a civilized person, he has never seen such a barbaric beauty.

The beauty's eyebrows picked and picked, "How is this name?"

Go ask my mom, fuck! Of course, I can think about it in these words. He is really afraid that when he says this, he will open a hole in his head with the gun in her hand.

Yes, this stunner has a gun on his hand! The atmosphere is not so good at the moment.

"...my mother is me born in the morning." Jiang Chen said with a sigh. Honestly, this name is not very motherish, but because his appearance is just the kind of pretentious style... even if the name of a man is estimated, it will only feel very bad.

"Don't fight," the beautiful woman holding the whip blew in the leather sofa next to it, and the squeaking sound scared Jiang Chen back down. "I am not interested in your mother."

Lying in the trough, you asked! Jiang Chen’s face was blue and green in his heart.

"Look at it carefully, you still have the potential to be a little white face." The beautiful girl chuckled and suddenly came close, and touched the side face of Jiang Chen with a bundle of whip. "I will ask you what you are next." Just answer what, if you dare to lie, I don't recommend drawing a few unbeautiful mouths on your face."

Jiang Chen’s face rose into pig liver color.

Lying in the trough, how do I feel like I want to be a woman of QJ.

"Wanghai City has not snowed, where are you from?" The beautiful woman squinted and asked quietly.

"I am from the north." Jiang Chen casually lied, he naturally would not believe that this girl can really see through his secrets. Wanghai City? Is this also the city of Wanghai? This broken place?

"This can...Co-la, where did you get it?" The beauty of the girl was very raw, as if she had never heard of Coke.

Jiang Chen felt that the tone of the beauty was getting more and more urgent, and the tone seemed to be full of greed?

"Coke...a carbonated drink."

"Crap! Of course I know this is a carbonated drink, I ask you, where is it!" The beauty was very aggressive and held a sip of Coke, then took a sigh of relief and threw the empty can on the ground, then He took the leather whip and slammed it on the sofa.

Jiang Chen looked at the strange gun on his forehead.

A drop of cold sweat swept across the forehead again, and Jiang Chen slowly calmed his breathing and tried to calm himself down.

"I can't explain."

"Do you want to die?"

"Is this the means by which you can treat the savior?" I don't know where Jiang Chen came from, and he turned his back on the ghost.

...

The beauty fell into silence, and after a long while, she sighed and put the gun around her waist and threw away the whip that was handcuffed.

"Okay...maybe, I did do a bit too much." Although she said so on the mouth, she still did not intend to disarm Jiang Chen.

She has been smoking a sofa just now, indicating that her nature may not be the kind of wicked person? Jiang Chen was brave enough to guess.

"...believe me, I am out of good intentions." Jiang Chen was not sure enough to let the poisonous general beauty hesitate for a long time, he had to lie.

"kindness?"

"It's like saving you who are going to starve. If I said something today, I am afraid that you and I will not be too good in the future." Jiang Chen continued to use mysterious tone and said that his words were left to her. The imagination of the space.

"Oh." The beauty smiled a little disdainfully, but the hesitant color in the eyes was very obvious.

"Maybe we can cooperate, I just got here. Well, how to say it, everything is terrible. I need a tour guide... I can pay you a generous reward for this." Jiang Chen grasps the speed of speech. I left a piece of carrot without delay.

"Oh? Are you a member of the Northern United District?" The beautiful woman raised her eyebrows.

On this piece of wasteland, if there is still a little bit of order in that piece of land, it is estimated that it is the Tonglian area established on the far north grassland. Because there was almost no nuclear strike and no outbreaks of infection, a stable order was established there.

However, stability is only relatively speaking, slavery, exploitation, melee, where the food production is slightly higher, and it is no better than the unordered city of Wanghai.

"No, I just came from a more affluent place... well, collect some of the things for someone. By the way, it's a little extra for us... like the can of soda you drank, And you can clean the can." Jiang Chen can not take the call to claim that it is the United District, he has not been to the roots, what to do if there is a stuffing.

The best way to do this is to bite yourself from a special place. No one has ever been to this place. I want to say that I am completely loyal to Jiang Chen.

When I heard "clean", the face of the beautiful woman was immediately red. She seemed to realize that she was not very elegant at the time, so she took a look at Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen smiled and said that he didn't care. He knew that the negotiations were roughly successful.

"I don't know what is worthy of your plot in this place. The supermarkets, granaries and even the refrigerators in the whole city of Wanghai have been evacuated. You can't find even a piece of bread..."

"Beautiful lady, what is your surname?" Jiang Chen shook his head and asked with a smile.

"Sun Jiao." Sun Jiao's eyebrows picked and said, meaningfully smiled. "In advance, if the so-called cooperation involves some unusual services, I may be on your head..."

"You want more, Miss Sun Jiao." Jiang Chen sighed and said that he would not find a tigress who could bite off his bed at any time. "All I need is an experienced tour guide." .. And, do you think I am short of food?"

"What do you want to find? Is it... slave?" Suddenly, Sun Jiao's face changed, and the look of Jiang Chen's eyes instantly became unhealthy.

Yes, since there is no shortage of food, it is natural to have related production facilities such as farms or plantations. The first reaction of Sun Jiao is that this guy may be a trafficker, and the slave is a good laborer on the waste land. It is also normal for the sale and purchase of people to be on the waste soil. However, Sun Jiao is deeply aggrieved by this because her sister is afraid that the trafficker does not know where to sell it. If it is sold in the factory, but if it is sold to a brothel or a cannibal tribe... it is a nightmare.

"No, no, you misunderstood." Jiang Chen quickly explained, "We don't need slaves... I need technology."

"Technology?" Sun Jiao stunned.

"Yes, like the laser gun in your hand, and the computer on your arm?... Although we have these things, we can't produce them independently, so we decided to come to this abandoned city. The technology of the old order."

"Those stuff?" Sun Jiao apparently stunned, and then looked at Jiang Chen with some suspicious eyes. "Is this kind of thing difficult to do? Many people in Liuding Town can assemble this stuff."

Got it. Jiang Chen snorted, but his face still showed nothing.

“I’m just an example. Our technology is leading in food production and logistics. But the relative... 呃, GM may be a bit inferior, which is why I came here.” Not blushing, Jiang Chen began to admire his acting like a movie.

He has noticed that although the world once had its own high-end technology, civilization has declined after the nuclear war, and then it has suffered a zombie virus. It is a miracle that the entire human world has not been completely destroyed.

Use a word to describe the status quo on this piece of waste soil: the difference between good and bad.

It can be seen from the coexistence of high-tech suspension cars and axle-driven diesel locomotives on the street.

"Just do you," Sun Jiao gave up and continued to ask questions. The words turned and looked at Jiang Chen for a long time, and then said, "So, should we talk about my remuneration?"

"What do you want to pay?" Shen Yan asked, Jiang Chen asked. He really does not know what the currency of the world is circulating.

"C model battery, food, sub-crystal, can be, but I am more inclined to food." When Sun Jiao said, the tongue gently rubbed the red lips, and paused to continue to speak, "right And, that kind of... Hey, can you have curry chicken nuggets?"

"I have been eaten by you." Jiang Chen sighed and pretended to be distressed. What kind of battery and sub-crystal, he has never seen it before, so it is natural to use food as a reward.

"Oh, sorry," Sun Jiao scratched his head a little, but his face quickly recovered the sullen expression. He stepped on the armrest and knocked the bamboo bar unceremoniously. "Remuneration, 10 cans a month. Tube, tube rice!"

"Complete."

Jiang Chen’s refreshment is to make the sentimental Sun Jiao feel some unnatural guilt. Although in this piece of waste soil, only the 煞 pen will have a conscience, but it must be said that the conscience hidden in the depths of the people still exists.

Fierce, it’s just a layer of protection.

"...I will be responsible for your safety." Sun Jiao coughed and added a little guilty.

Nonsense, if I am dead, who pays you. Jiang Chen whispered in his heart. Although this price is not awkward for him, there are also a hundred blocks of overhead.

"So, my beautiful bodyguard lady, can you untie the rope on my body?" The crisis was finally lifted. Jiang Chen, who had relaxed, sighed and his limbs almost lost consciousness.

Sun Jiao was very skillful to find a dagger from the waist, and cut off the twine tied to Jiang Chen.

Slightly moved to gradually recover the consciousness of the bones, Jiang Chen some grievances stunned Sun Jiao, picked up the backpack that was turned over.

Sun Jiao smiled a little red and screamed and left the scene behind her head.

"Next? Leave here?"

"Leaving? Why, here is our gathering point for the time being."

Outside the window, the city with steel and cement has long lost its vitality. The pedestrians who were supposed to be bustling in the streets were replaced by endless zombies. Occasionally, unknown alien monsters bit the dead bodies that had lost their vitality and uttered the screams of the lords. In the distance, there are faintly audible gunshots. In this city full of death, there is a battle of deja vu every day. People and monsters, people and people...

Through the smudged glass window, Jiang Chen saw danger, death... and gold in the land.