Chapter 29 The dispute over a bowl of rice (1)
"Brother, don't worry, I can guarantee that those zombies won't crawl over."
"Promise, you damn..." His words suddenly stopped. When the big man looked back and saw that beautiful figure, he swallowed back the curses that came to his mouth.
It seems that a beautiful woman does have certain advantages, at least in Tang Xiaoquan's eyes. If those words had come from him, the result would have been very different.
"That's right, brother, I was chased by a zombie to the balcony, and later I escaped through the folding bed that Tang Xiaoquan set up on the balcony. And in the next two days, the zombie didn't chase me. So..."
"So, we can boldly infer from this that although these zombies are bloodthirsty and powerful after mutation, their rotten limbs and degraded IQ are no longer enough to support them in completing many human behaviors, such as crawling and climbing!" Timely follow-up
After chatting, Tang Xiaoquan followed Huang Yaru's reply and explained.
"Inference!" Hearing these two words, the big man sneered, then raised his head suddenly and asked sternly: "What if your inference is wrong? What if those beasts will crawl over? At that time
What should we do? Wait to die?"
"Haha, I can't answer you on this point, but brother, one thing I can tell you clearly is that if you go out now, the zombies in the whole building will boil, and we will be attacked from both sides.
There is no way to retreat, and I will finally be trapped here." Without retreating, Tang Xiaoquan fought back with neither humility nor arrogance, completely losing his previous tolerance.
Because he understood that if he retreated here, there would be only death waiting for them.
Perhaps he also felt that Tang Xiaoquan's words were quite reasonable. Acheng, who had always obeyed the man's orders, this time stood on the opposite side of his uncle. He stepped forward slightly timidly and said: "Well... uncle, how about you just listen to me?"
Damn it, if there are really zombies coming, it won’t be too late for us to go out.”
Everyone was stunned, as Acheng's actions obviously exceeded their expectations.
The big man turned his head thoughtfully and rolled his eyes at his nephew, but he did not reprimand him. He groaned for a moment, then nodded and said: "Okay, I will believe you this time. I hope your inference is correct!"
After receiving an affirmative answer, Tang Xiaoquan let out a long breath.
Frankly speaking, in the past few minutes, he was not as indifferent as he appeared on his face.
He was really afraid that the man would ignore the dissuasion and insist on going out, and at that time, he would have to face the choice of falling out with the man.
Fortunately, Huang Yaru's timely intervention nipped this tense conflict in its infancy. This can be regarded as the most fortunate thing that happened today.
"Okay, Qiangzi, since the eldest brother has agreed not to go out, let's not let it go. Let's go to the back room and see if we can find some useful supplies." After saying that, Tang Xiaoquan turned around and took pictures.
He patted Wang Qiang on the shoulder. He didn't want the crisis that had finally been successfully resolved to change again. So after saying these words, he pulled Wang Qiang who was on guard and left. On the contrary, the big man who stayed where he was looked at the two of them in the distance.
There was a hint of murmuring from behind.
"Looking for supplies?" He muttered subconsciously, and the big man rolled his eyes twice. Suddenly, as if he had realized something, he grabbed his nephew's sleeves, and then said with a quick stride: "Acheng, let's go, let's go look for it too."
Supplies!”
The entire house was only about 50 square feet, and the layout and structure were the same as the rented house that Tang Wang and others lived in. Therefore, the search work of several people did not last too long and ended in only about ten minutes.
"I'm so fucked up. This guy is so damn poor, can't he even afford instant noodles?" After leaving the bedroom, Wang Qiang didn't stop cursing. In his opinion, even if he is defeated again,
Silk, you should always have a few packs of instant noodles at home.
But after working for a long time, they found nothing but a few pieces of stinky clothes in his bedroom.
Just like the fruitless results of the two kings of Tang Dynasty, the uncle and nephew of the Han Dynasty also looked ugly. The kitchen was the focus of their search, but the result was...
He threw the two porcelain bowls on the table thoughtfully, and the big man sighed in frustration.
Originally, he pointed out that he could get some rice, flour, food and other things in the kitchen, but in the end he only found the two broken porcelain bowls in front of him.
He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Wang Qiang and others opposite him. When he saw that their hands were also empty and found nothing, the thick eyebrows on the big man's face became more and more frowned.
Tang Xiaoquan was in a very bad mood at this time. Although he did not have high expectations for this room like a big man, such a shabby result was still far beyond his expectation.
But the facts are facts after all. The current situation is very clear. Their mission has failed, and the replenishment of supplies has still not been solved.
What's even worse is that they were attacked by zombies from both sides and were completely trapped in this shabby house with almost nothing.
The atmosphere in the living room seemed very depressing. Everyone lowered their heads and thought. Time passed slowly in such dead silence until the bell that represented 12 o'clock rang in the sky above the city.
"Dong dong dong!" Listening to the constant beating of the pendulum, Tang Xiaoquan's slightly blurred eyes gradually became clearer.
The zombies are still making a lot of noise next door, and nothing seems to tire them out.
But Tang Xiaoquan and others are different. As human beings, just the morning's tossing has already made them physically and mentally exhausted, so filling their stomachs and replenishing their energy are what they urgently need to solve right now.
Twisting his sour neck, Tang Xiaoquan called Huang Yaru to hand over the survival bag, and then took out the rice and the small pot.
Seeing his brother's behavior, Wang Qiang knew that he planned to cook, so he immediately volunteered: "Quan Zi, just rest, I will do the cooking!"
"Cooking?" Hearing Wang Qiang's words, the confused man suddenly raised his head, staring intently at the rice bag on the ground opposite him with a pair of black eyes.
He swallowed almost subconsciously. Not only him, but also his nephew beside him was also looking forward to seeing what happened.
You know, they haven't finished all the rice from morning till now, so...
"Hey! You plan to cook, right? So what~ cook more, we have to eat too!"
Nm, this shame is made of bricks! Wang Qiang’s eyes twitched slightly. It’s not like he has never seen a shameless person before, but this is the first time he has seen someone as shameless as a big man!
Chapter completed!