End of the World: Copy 23 trillion gold at the beginning

"What else can it be? He has found his organization."

Lin Feng smiled indifferently at Zhou Qiang, then put his arm around Ning Rushuang's slender waist and returned to the villa.

"You must have taken him in because you felt sorry for him, didn't you?"

On the way back to the villa, Ning Rushuang took Lin Feng's arm and whispered softly.

Lin Feng smiled mischievously: "You know it, why are you asking?"

"Hehehe~"

Ning Rushuang leaned half of her body on Lin Feng's arms, smiled mischievously, and stepped into the villa with Lin Feng.

In Lin Feng's opinion, if he only expects those old men and women who received monthly pensions and spent their days square dancing, playing chess, walking their birds, and traveling before the end of the world to farm, Lin Feng would be a little worried.

Even if these elderly survivors really want to grow crops well, they have no experience in this area.

So Wang Dazhuang can just make up for this gap.

"Dinner is almost getting cold, and everyone's been waiting for you. You two are finally back."

As soon as Lin Feng and Ning Rushuang returned to the living room, the sharp-eyed Zhao Jingyi started shouting first.

"If you didn't know, you would think that Brother Feng didn't want us anymore and eloped with Rushuang."

"Exactly. The two of them are even arm in arm. Look how close they are."

"you do not say……"

Hearing the women say this, Lin Feng knew that these women were jealous again, so he quickly changed the subject: "Let me see what delicious food our Jingyi has made today?"

Zhao Jingyi's anger instantly subsided when she heard this. She pointed at the delicious food on the table and said proudly:

"Abalone, bird's nest, sweet and sour pork ribs, don't you know how to tell these? And you're asking them on purpose."

Lin Feng chuckled and gave Zhao Jingyi a hard kiss on the pretty face.

"Dead look."

Zhao Jingyi, who was immediately provoked, said something coquettishly to Lin Feng, and then shouted to the girls: "Okay, Lin Feng is back, everyone can eat now."

At the dining table, Zhao Jingyi was eating while casually saying, "Afeng, are we still going out to kill zombies tomorrow?"

"Of course, I've waited for such a long time, waiting for today." Lin Feng responded.

At this time, Liu Yun asked in confusion: "Why?"

"Do you know what it means to cut leeks?"

"What do you mean? I don't quite understand."

"The leeks were too small and lacked moisture. They were too old and hard to cut. Now they are just right. Now you should understand what I'm saying, right?"

As Lin Feng finished speaking, everyone realized something at once, and everyone looked at Lin Feng with an unbelievable look.

"Ah Feng, can I understand that from the very beginning you have been raising the zombies in this city?"

Hearing Zhao Jingyi's words, Lin Feng shook his head and said:

"How can I call this raising zombies? The thousands of zombies locked in iron cages outside the community are considered raising zombies. As for the zombies in this entire city, I can only call them free-range."

"Isn't that the same idea?" Zhao Jingyi said.

At this time, Wang Shuxue also interrupted and said, "It turns out that Brother Feng had this plan from the beginning."

"But from what Lin Feng said, it sounds like zombies are easy to deal with. How did you kill the zombies today?"

Irina, who stayed at home today, also asked at this time.

At this moment, Lin Feng suddenly smiled mischievously, winked at Irina, and said, "Didn't Zhao Lusi and the others tell you?"

"No, Jingyi and I asked them for a long time today, but none of them were willing to tell us." Irina shook her head.

Hearing Irina's answer, Lin Feng felt relieved.

So Lin Feng smiled and said, "What they did was right."

Irina was startled when she heard this, but then she suddenly realized:

"I see. You didn't trust Jingyi and me, is that right?"

Oh my god! Why does this foreign girl think this way? It seems that I must teach her the profound language of Chinese civilization when I have time.

At this time, Zhao Jingyi looked at Irina and explained patiently:

"When Afeng said they did the right thing, he meant that if it weren't for his instructions, Zhao Lusi and the others wouldn't have told anyone about what happened today, including the two of us."

"Okay, although I still don't quite understand it, I'll know everything tomorrow."

"That's right. I'm really looking forward to what kind of surprise Lin Feng will give us tomorrow."

Zhao Jingyi said this, and suddenly changed the subject, pointing the spearhead at Lin Feng:

"I say, man across from me, are you planning to treat me equally tonight?"

When Lin Feng heard this, he knew it was time to turn over the cards again. He quickly picked up a quail egg and stuffed it into his mouth, mumbling:

"There's no need to treat everyone equally, after all, we have to get up early tomorrow."

"That's right, you've been crazy with them all day, so tonight you're going to..."

"Actually, I can do it too."

But what was unexpected was that Irina spoke immediately when Zhao Jingyi had just finished speaking.

This moment gave Zhao Jingyi the illusion that the cooked duck had flown away again.

At this moment, Lin Feng looked at the gradually solidified atmosphere, and half of the lyrics came to his mind: I am most afraid of the sudden silence in the air.

Finally, Lin Feng had no choice but to cough and say, "How about you two come together?"

"Okay~"

The next day.

Lin Feng stood in front of the window, and as usual, he gently lifted a corner of the curtain and took a look at the situation outside.

Zhou Qiang, Su Sheng and the others, as well as the group of survivors, are still practicing shooting hard.

So Lin Feng showed a faint smile and was about to lower the curtains, but when Lin Feng inadvertently glanced to another place, his expression instantly became solemn.

Because on the roof of a villa, there was a rotten crow, monitoring Zhou Qiang and his friends' every move.

Zombie Crow!

Is it spying on us?

Thinking of Lin Feng here, his heart couldn't help but tremble, and suddenly an ominous premonition came to his mind.

No wonder there are fewer insects and birds singing around me recently. It turns out this thing is causing the trouble.

Lin Feng was thinking about it, and with a thought, a Desert Eagle appeared in his hand.

But what Lin Feng never expected was that before he could open the window, the zombie crow flapped its wings hard, with only a few feathers left, and flew away.

At this moment, a snow-white arm slowly and gently embraced Lin Feng's waist.

"Why are you up so early today, Afeng?"

Then Irina's voice came from behind.

Lin Feng put away the gun with a helpless look on his face, then suddenly turned around, picked up Irina, and walked towards the bed.

After all, for Lin Feng, a woman who repeatedly challenges a man's weaknesses must be punished...