Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

After Qin Wushuang hung up the phone, he put his phone in his pocket as a matter of course. He looked at the two timid people in front of him with a blank expression: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Yao met those sharp eyes, as if facing a leader, a very big one at that, and subconsciously waved her hand.

He smiled ingratiatingly, "Nothing, I just wanted to ask if you wanted a baseball bat."

"We found it inside. If we use it for self-defense, it should be quite handy. I just don't know if it can be used to hit people on the head. If it kills them, would it be considered a crime?"

"...Those are no longer human beings. Your counterattack can only be considered legitimate defense."

Qin Wushuang stretched out his hand and signaled her with his eyes to give him the baseball bat.

Jiang Yao didn't dare to say a word. She handed the baseball bat to him and said carefully, "Pretty sister, I just heard you call and say someone is coming. Is it the police or someone else?"

It’s obvious that this sister is no ordinary person. She might be a wealthy person who sent a helicopter directly.

If she behaves well, maybe he can give her a ride.

Mutang was holding a radio in his arms and fiddling with it. Soon, a sound came from the radio. Just hearing this sound was as cruel as a bolt from the blue.

[A serious infectious incident has occurred in Haicheng District A. It has been temporarily sealed off. No one is allowed to enter. We will rescue the survivors after the area is completely cleared.]

[Survivors find a safe zone and patiently wait for rescue. Repeat as follows: Haicheng Area A...]

Qin Wushuang raised his eyebrows and fell into deep thought. Is it possible that only Area A in Haicheng has problems? What is so abnormal in Area A that such an infectious incident would occur?

The other seven men had obviously heard it as well. One of them came over tentatively and saw that there were only three women, his eyes full of malice.

"Hand over the radio, or else..."

The yellow-haired man looked them up and down, licked his lips, his eyes full of lust, and it was obvious what he wanted to do.

Mutang is timid and socially anxious. He looks at the other two people, asking for help with his eyes. He doesn't know whether he will give them the radio or not, but subconsciously he feels that he cannot beat them.

There were seven men, and they were only three, and they were not as strong as them.

A cold voice sounded: "No, you are my people, and the repaired things are also mine. Give me whatever you want."

Qin Wushuang looked at the yellow-haired man, his sharp eyes swept over him, and he only uttered one word: "Get out!"

The yellow-haired man shuddered with fear. When he came to his senses, he felt embarrassed and started cursing: "You stinky XX, you really think I'm so easy to talk to? If you don't fuck me..."

With a bang, the man was kicked several meters away.

Seeing this, the other six people's eyes widened unconsciously. She kicked the person so far away with just one kick. This woman is indeed a martial artist.

They looked at each other, put away their evil thoughts, and huddled in a corner waiting for national rescue. Yes, the most important thing at the moment was to survive.

Jiang Yao's eyelashes flickered as she stared at him with admiration: "Sister, you are so awesome and so handsome!"

Qin Wushuang said nothing. She looked at them with her beautiful eyes and gave orders directly: "Go find some food and put it in that room. At night, the three of us will stay in one room and take turns to keep watch."

"I'll take care of the security. If anyone dares to act rashly, since there's no surveillance here, I'll just smash their head off."

Men: “……!!”

Qin Wushuang was not polite at all and glanced at them coldly.

"We only need one room. The other two are yours. We can share the living room and split the food in half. If anyone dares to act rashly, we'll see what happens."

The man in security uniform nodded imperceptibly.

"Don't worry, the country will come to rescue us. We won't do anything reckless. Staying alive is the most important thing. Miss, please rest assured."

Qin Wushuang turned and walked into the room in high heels, ready to find some clothes that would be convenient for fighting. This professional suit was too tight and would easily be torn in a fight.

Really annoying!

He took out his phone and sent a few messages directly. He glanced at Jiang Yao and said casually, "This phone belongs to me. When the plane comes to pick me up, you can follow me."