✓ Reborn as a cannon fodder in the post-apocalyptic world: Jianghu heroine Explo

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☆ 201. Chapter 201 Maybe those two zombies are his family members

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Chapter 201 Maybe those two zombies are his family members.

"Okay." Leng Wanzhi went up first. The young people also wanted to see what was up there, so they followed them up.

Father Leng sat on the sofa, nodded with satisfaction, raised his hand and gestured: "It would be great if there was a cup of tea at this time." "

That's not easy." Leng Nuanzhi took out an unopened can from the space. He put the tea leaves on the table and took out a tea set.

Father Leng hurriedly smiled and stopped: "Daughter! Dad just said, put things away quickly!"

Several young people got off the roof of the car, chattering very excitedly.

Yin Qingyuan was almost done groping in the cab, he said hello to everyone and started the car.

This RV was on the road for the first time since being brought into the space by Leng Nuan Zhi. If it had been conscious, it would have burst into tears.

[I'm finally on the road. I'm finally an RV instead of a house. ]

Yin Qingyuan drove more and more smoothly, gradually speeding up. Some of the people in the car were lying on the bed, and some were curled up on the sofa. Not to mention how comfortable they were, even lunch was served in the car.

Unconsciously, the sky gradually darkened, and the map showed a village not far behind. Leng Nuanzhi collected the RV, took out two off-road vehicles, and prepared to spend the night in this place, and check if there was a bookstore.

There is a two-story building at the entrance of the village, with a supermarket on the first floor. The off-road vehicle stopped at the door. It looked like the door of the supermarket was well closed. It didn't look like it had been robbed. There might be something left.

Yin Qingyuan and Leng Zhizhao took the tools handed over by Leng Nuanzhi and pried open the rolling shutter door, revealing the glass door inside.

The supermarket was a little dark, so Yin Qingyuan handed the tools back, opened the door first and walked in.

As soon as he stood still, there was a strong gust of wind coming from beside him. Yin Qingyuan's eyes widened, he raised his hand to block it and grabbed a stick coming from the right.

With a strong pump on his hand, he snatched the stick away.

When the people behind saw the movement, they quickly opened the door next to them and walked in. They saw a man in his fifties standing against the wall at noon, looking at everyone with an unkind expression.

"What do you want to do? I run this supermarket. You can't rob my things."

Yin Qingyuan threw the stick on the ground and raised his hand: "Sorry, we didn't know there was anyone here."

The middle-aged man hurriedly He picked up the stick, held it in his arms, and distanced himself from everyone, as if this was the only way to bring him some sense of security.

"It turns out there are people here, let's go! Go somewhere else to rest."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly said, "Wait a minute-"

Several people stopped and looked at him.

The middle-aged man put the stick on the ground and hesitated for a moment: "You, you are really... not here to steal my things?"