Among the newcomers, all of them who did not choose protective clothing were men. Although the locations of the rotten flesh were different, they were all there. Among them, the man in the baseball cap was the worst, with rot about the size of two palms at the base of his thigh.
"How much does the potion cost? I'll buy it." The man in the ball cap gritted his teeth and clutched the AK74 rifle, preparing to snatch it. He didn't want to die here.
When his girlfriend in jeans saw the smelly rotten meat, she took a step back in fear and stayed away from her.
"S***, do you dislike me?" The man in the ball cap took two quick steps, grabbed his girlfriend's hair, pulled it down, forced her to raise her face, and then dodged a dozen times with her forehand and backhand.
The slapped man cried out, but did not dare to fight back. His cheeks swelled like apples.
"That's enough, who are you showing me?" Tang Zheng glared at the man in the ball cap, stopped him from committing violence, then took out a straight knife and scraped the rotten flesh from his waist.
The mature lady's eyes widened when she looked at it, and her red lips were pursed into an O shape. This guy couldn't be a masochist. The female host also covered her mouth, unable to hide her surprise.
"It's completely rotten. I don't even feel pain, but it hasn't spread." Tang Zheng took back the straight knife, took a sip of the potion, and observed the wound. The rotten flesh did not return to its original shape, but formed a scar. There was huge pain during the period.
When it came, he rubbed off the skin flakes, revealing the fresh and delicate tender meat underneath.
"I bought too little potion." Tang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, put the potion away, glanced at the newlyweds, and said, "You can't die for the time being, but as long as you obey, I will give him the curse-removing potion in three days."
The newcomer who was cursed still wanted to argue, but when he thought of the beaten college student Chen Jiarong, he obediently shut his mouth.
"Just sitting here, I haven't eaten yet?" It's midsummer night, and a hot and humid night wind is roaming the streets unbridled. Coupled with mosquito bites, it makes people feel uncomfortable. The woman in her underwear slaps her on the street.
On the buttocks, after killing a long-legged mosquito, he complained dissatisfiedly.
Because she exerted too much force, her buttocks swayed, making Zhao Guangji jealous. He stared at her and swallowed hard.
The new people spontaneously divided into six waves: the rich second-generation man with a ball cap and his girlfriend, the old archaeologist and his four students, Jia Honglang and his wife and the lingerie girl, hawkers, truck drivers, breeders
After a wave of members and drunken men, the cleaning lady was alone, and the rest were united around Ruan Feifei, among whom Jia Honglang was trying to join the host's team.
"Just leave it alone? You don't want them to fend for themselves, right?" Qin Yanhui made the suggestion. Others didn't care about their life or death at all. At this time, everyone had changed positions and came to the place where they were placed.
Rest on the deck chairs next to the square.
"Too much trouble, just be obedient." Tang Zheng was very disappointed with the newcomers this time. Except for the female host and the celebrity who seemed to be using their brains, the others were either sitting there or complaining. Only Zhao Guangji and the truck driver were getting familiar with each other.
Firearms, the vendor was talking about what to do with the vegetables he didn't sell out today.
Of course, there are also some people who hide themselves deeper than Tang Zheng can see for a while. For example, mature ladies will glance at him from time to time, which is thought-provoking.
"I have a commemorative gold Rolex watch here. Madam Ruan, can you find a few people to buy some food?" Jia Honglang showed his generosity and attracted people, and then looked at Tang Zheng, "Is that okay?
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Jia Honglang lowered his attitude. Even if he was a fool, he could see that Tang Zheng was the leader of this group, not to mention that they still had medicine.
"What should I do if people say your gold watch is fake?" Pang Meiqin doesn't like this kind of wealthy guy, because in reality, they won't even touch her with the tail of their eyes. At most, they just treat her as a toy for entertainment in bed. Look.
His mistress, whose appearance was slightly inferior to hers, could understand, so the long-legged stewardess seized the opportunity to berate him severely and experience that sense of superiority.
Jia Honglang's face froze, but he was quite dignified and didn't say anything. He smiled and stopped answering.
"Let's eat canned food." Tang Zheng took some canned goods and distributed them. The vendor's breeder was not polite, thanked him, took them and ate them.
The drunken and sloppy man had sobered up, but he was squatting under the streetlight, smoking a cigarette with a lonely face, and muttering "wife" from time to time. Anyone who looked at him could tell that he was a loser in life.
"Haha, his wife must have been ridden by someone else, look at how unlucky he is." The man in the ball cap needed to vent his anger, so he took this loser as the target of ridicule. As a result, his words immediately angered the other person, and the sloppy man glared.
With bloodshot eyes, she looked at him fiercely.
"How about it? Are you going to bite me?" The man in the ball cap was used to being arrogant, and he had a lawless and arrogant aura, which immediately suppressed the sloppy man's arrogance.
Seeing the man squatting back again, holding his head, burying his head deeply between his legs, sobbing silently, the mood of the group of people suddenly became uncomfortable for some unknown reason. How much of a blow does a man have to suffer?
Helpless and aggrieved like this?
Listening to a man cry is a bit hard to describe.
"Bah, coward, loser." The man in the ball cap felt happy when he saw others being unlucky, and his thoughts became clear, and he couldn't help laughing.
The male reporter's occupational disease broke out again, and he came over with a voice recorder, pretending to accompany him to relieve his boredom, and told him a story.
A group of people were sitting here eating canned food, which was quite an eye-catching street scene. Some British people walking and enjoying passed by this place and paid them attention. If their clothes didn't look like cosplay costumes, they would probably have called the police.
"Tantai, come with me to do some errands. The others will stay where they are." Tang Zheng threw the empty can, crossed sixty meters, and accurately fell into the trash can.
"I'll go too." Lu Fan was bored and volunteered, but the newcomers didn't know how to do it. It was too dangerous.
"Sleep for a while." Tang Zheng touched the little Loli's head, put away the rifle, and walked towards the long street. Tantai followed behind him, chewing chocolate.
"I must be looking for a street girl. It's hard to come to a foreign country, so I have to have enough fun. I'm so envious. I also want to have a taste of foreign girls." From time to time, some scantily clad people passed by in the square.
A foreign girl with big breasts and a curvy butt made the breeder drool at the sight, so he took out his mobile phone and secretly filmed it.
"Be honest, is that what you can afford?" The bearded truck driver ate the canned food while looking at him wildly.
"Hey, I have pounds but I'm afraid I can't find a girl. I'm worried, so I'll find a bank to steal it." The breeder touched the ak74 and boasted, and soon chatted with the truck driver.
"Are you looking for a means of transportation?" Tantai guessed Tang Zheng's intention. Besides, he is a bold artist and is not afraid of monsters coming to his door. "The medium-sized bus is fine, but if it is stolen, people may call the police."
"I brought baking paint and changed the license plate. If there is a traffic police interception, there are memory erasers to serve." Tang Zheng and Tantai Ju both have tall and straight figures, tough appearance, and are full of the mysterious and restrained atmosphere of oriental men. They are very
With his head-turning rate, coupled with his confidence and composure, he looked like a young and wealthy Kaizi. Two street girls who were waiting under the traffic lights on the roadside came up and solicited customers with a familiar look.
"Gentlemen, do you need service?" The two prostitutes were wearing very little fabric, almost half of their breasts were exposed, and their legs were in short shorts, stockings, and crystal high heels, which were quite tempting.
Seeing Tang Zheng waving his hands to refuse, the prostitute did not give up. Instead, she wrapped herself around him, hugged his arm with one hand, and squeezed him with her breasts. The other hand slipped down and rubbed his vagina.
Tantai next to it also received the same treatment.
For foreign tourists who are not familiar with the place where they live, the two prostitutes can use their skillful skills to squeeze their wallets, so they will not give up.
"Sorry, no money." Tang Zheng turned over his pocket. It was extremely shriveled. The two women were stunned for a moment, and then looked at Tantai. The guy was very cooperative and shrugged helplessly. The two prostitutes scolded
After saying a few fu&ck, he left depressed.
"This is a good way to get rid of the problem." Tantai gave a thumbs up, then waited under the stop sign and got on a red double-decker bus.
British bus drivers both drive and sell tickets, but there are very few people buying tickets on the spot because locals buy different types of bus tickets according to their needs. Tang Zheng and the two pretended to withdraw money, but they were observing the entire carriage.
"No money?" The driver had already judged the intentions of the two men based on his many years of experience. "Isn't it a robbery?"
Driving at night, there were very few people in the bus. There were only a couple and a sleeping man. Tantai walked over, picked up the sleeping man by his collar, and threw him out of the window. Of course, he touched him.
money clip in pocket.
"He is also a poor man." Tantai clicked the banknotes, ignored the man's shouting, and smiled at the couple, "You go on your own? Or should I do it?"
The entire carriage was clean, and the driver didn't dare to talk nonsense because an M1911a1 was pressed against his waist.
"Let's drive, as usual, and please tell me today's date?" Tang Zheng said in a cold tone, then backed away and sat on the chair in the front row, "Tantai, this is my second time to grab the bus, it feels good
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"Today is July 6, 2081." The driver looked at Tang Zheng through the rearview mirror and advised, "There is no money here, you can't grab anything, and I can promise not to tell the police."
The driver was a devout Christian and began to recite long passages from the Bible in an attempt to influence the two sinful lambs.
"Stop the car and look here." The driver stopped the car on the side of the road and looked at Tang Zheng. He felt that his eyes were blurred and he had forgotten what happened within two hours. Then he was hit hard on the neck and fainted.
Tantai tied him up, taped his mouth with tape and threw him on the back seat. Then he started painting the car. After a few minutes, it turned into a low-key gray bus.
"I didn't expect my craftsmanship to be pretty good." Tantai admired his masterpiece and was very satisfied and asked, "What do you think I would do if I painted a picture of a ball at the Rue Moulin Rouge on the wall of the car above? Of course it has to be completely nude.
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"If you want to go to jail, just go naked and run in front of Buckingham Palace. Maybe you can scare the princess!" Tang Zheng stopped his work. Just as he was about to get in the car, he saw several black figures running at extremely fast speeds.
