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297 Want to kill her?

For the sake of her contribution, she endured it hard!

"We are only responsible for searching, rescuing and killing zombies, and bringing you to the base safely. You can handle the rest by yourself, don't bother us."

Seeing that Song Kexin was about to close the door, Dongdong's mother hurriedly squeezed in with one foot and screamed, "Hey, then, didn't you say before that you were in charge of the food?"

"What time is it now? Isn't it time to hand out food?"

"If you distribute food on time, will they fight over a little food?"

In this Spark Team, from top to bottom, from the captain to the team members, no one is humane and knows how to respect the old and love the young!

Song Kexin took a deep breath, turned to Xiao Huangmao and said calmly, "Brother Yuan, give them tonight's dinner."

Xiao Huangmao nodded and walked to the door holding a box, "Go and ask Wang Pinglang to come over."

Dongdong's mother was unhappy, "Why, can I still covet your things? Can you just give me the things and I will distribute them?"

"Hoo!" A beam of fire suddenly burst out from Song Kexin's palm, "Go away! Go and call Wang Pinglang over! You can't understand people, can you? You want to eat fireballs??"

Dongdong's mother was so frightened that she quickly pulled out her feet, turned around and ran away with the child in her arms, her face pale.

Song Kexin tried her best to regain her mood, put away the flames, turned around and walked into the room.

There are four rows of double beds in the living room of this dormitory, and there are two rows of bunk beds in the room.

The men would be allowed to stay in the living room later, and she and her sister would spend the night together in the room.

Song Kexin dug out a pile of colorful clothes from the closet in her room.

There is nothing that can catch your eyes, such as tank tops and navel-baring tops.

Fortunately, there are a lot of vacuum-packed snacks stuffed in the drawer next to me.

Nowadays, people don’t care about whether they are expired or not. Song Kexin didn’t even look at the production date, and swept the big and small bags of snacks into her backpack.

I couldn't fit it in my bag, so I put it in my sister's backpack.

She went to look through the simple wardrobe next to her. There were some long-sleeved and long-pants sweatshirts and the like.

I randomly found a large red, white and blue woven bag in the room and stuffed all the usable clothes into it.

If you can use it, don't waste it. If I don't like it being worn by others, I can donate it to those in the base who don't have enough food and clothing.

It’s better than having nothing to wear!

She walked to the living room and saw Xiao Huangmao walking out of the kitchen carrying a big cartoon bag.

"Everything in the refrigerator stinks. Let's not open the refrigerator again. The smell is too bad. I found a few bottles of oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar and I think they can still be used, but it's a pity that the rice and noodles are infested with insects."

Song Kexin sighed, "This is already good."

Soon, Song Shijun and the others cleared out the zombies in the corridors of the entire building. When they came down, they happened to see Wang Pinglang bowing at the door, holding a large cardboard box in his hands.

There were more than a dozen bottles of water and more than 20 packs of compressed biscuits in the box.

"According to the regulations of the base, each meal is provided with a small pack of compressed biscuits, two pieces per pack." Song Kexin said, "Then the water is half a bottle per person per meal, about 250 ml."

"Go and divide it yourselves."

They have rescued twenty-nine people one after another. The food is distributed in accordance with the regulations of the base. It will not be less than half a cent, and certainly not even half a cent more.

Xie Ning is not Xu Yu, and she will not sacrifice the interests of her own team members to satisfy others out of sympathy.

In her opinion, there are too many poor people in the world.

What's the pity for these people who can be brought back to the base and continue to be little flowers in the greenhouse?

"Meow." Xie Ning killed the zombie cat that jumped to the balcony with a knife, and looked up at the roof.

The woman holding the child is right. In Canghuajiayuan District, there are only large apartments between twenty-six and thirty.

For the sake of her contribution, she endured it hard!

"We are only responsible for searching, rescuing and killing zombies, and bringing you to the base safely. You can handle the rest by yourself, don't bother us."

Seeing that Song Kexin was about to close the door, Dongdong's mother hurriedly squeezed in with one foot and screamed, "Hey, then, didn't you say before that you were in charge of the food?"

"What time is it now? Isn't it time to hand out food?"

"If you distribute food on time, will they fight over a little food?"

In this Spark Team, from top to bottom, from the captain to the team members, no one is humane and knows how to respect the old and love the young!

Song Kexin took a deep breath, turned to Xiao Huangmao and said calmly, "Brother Yuan, give them tonight's dinner."

Xiao Huangmao nodded and walked to the door holding a box, "Go and ask Wang Pinglang to come over."

Dongdong's mother was unhappy, "Why, can I still covet your things? Can you just give me the things and I will distribute them?"

"Hoo!" A beam of fire suddenly burst out from Song Kexin's palm, "Go away! Go and call Wang Pinglang over! You can't understand people, can you? You want to eat fireballs??"

Dongdong's mother was so frightened that she quickly pulled out her feet, turned around and ran away with the child in her arms, her face pale.

Song Kexin tried her best to regain her mood, put away the flames, turned around and walked into the room.

There are four rows of double beds in the living room of this dormitory, and there are two rows of bunk beds in the room.

The men would be allowed to stay in the living room later, and she and her sister would spend the night together in the room.

Song Kexin dug out a pile of colorful clothes from the closet in her room.

There is nothing that can catch your eyes, such as tank tops and navel-baring tops.

Fortunately, there are a lot of vacuum-packed snacks stuffed in the drawer next to me.

Nowadays, people don’t care about whether they are expired or not. Song Kexin didn’t even look at the production date, and swept the big and small bags of snacks into her backpack.

I couldn't fit it in my bag, so I put it in my sister's backpack.

She went to look through the simple wardrobe next to her. There were some long-sleeved and long-pants sweatshirts and the like.

I randomly found a large red, white and blue woven bag in the room and stuffed all the usable clothes into it.

If you can use it, don't waste it. If I don't like it being worn by others, I can donate it to those in the base who don't have enough food and clothing.

It’s better than having nothing to wear!

She walked to the living room and saw Xiao Huangmao walking out of the kitchen carrying a big cartoon bag.

"Everything in the refrigerator stinks. Let's not open the refrigerator again. The smell is too bad. I found a few bottles of oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar and I think they can still be used, but it's a pity that the rice and noodles are infested with insects."

Song Kexin sighed, "This is already good."

Soon, Song Shijun and the others cleared out the zombies in the corridors of the entire building. When they came down, they happened to see Wang Pinglang bowing at the door, holding a large cardboard box in his hands.

There were more than a dozen bottles of water and more than 20 packs of compressed biscuits in the box.

"According to the regulations of the base, each meal is provided with a small pack of compressed biscuits, two pieces per pack." Song Kexin said, "Then the water is half a bottle per person per meal, about 250 ml."

"Go and divide it yourselves."

They have rescued twenty-nine people one after another. The food is distributed in accordance with the regulations of the base. It will not be less than half a cent, and certainly not even half a cent more.

Xie Ning is not Xu Yu, and she will not sacrifice the interests of her own team members to satisfy others out of sympathy.

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