After the apocalypse, the flower of Kaolin who saved her secret love

The two returned along the same road. Xie Zhe also parked his car in the apartment garage here, but apparently he couldn't drive out.

Baby Song sat in the narrow back seat of the car a little unaccustomed, took off his coat and wrapped it around the child in his arms, while Xie Zhe drove in front.

Because the children were afraid, the two little snakes were put in the breeding box in the trunk, and Xie Zhe also took some clothes and medicine away at home.

I asked, the child is also surnamed Song, called Song Shu, six years old, his father turned into a zombie when he returned home, and his mother hid him on the balcony. In the end, two zombies knocked on the glass of the balcony. He was too scared and climbed down from the upstairs balcony of.

He had probably been nervous all the time, and when he relaxed, he fell asleep on his lap while crying, with both hands tightly clutching his sleeves, occasionally sobbing subconsciously, and yelling some words like "Mom" indistinctly.

Baby Song rarely comes into contact with such cubs. In his impression, human children are fragile and noisy. He poked the cub's wrinkled, flushed soft cheek and sighed.

"There are people in the supermarket, do you want to change..." Xie Zhe frowned when he saw the small supermarket Song Baobao said he had visited before, and heard the quarrel.

"Wait..." Baby Song listened carefully, "My friend's voice."

Xie Zhe didn't say anything, and parked the car on the side of the road next to the supermarket: "I'll go and have a look, you look at him."

After he finished speaking, he got out of the car, hiding another small knife in his hand.

As a result, as soon as he reached the door, the door of the supermarket was opened a crack, and a stupefied boy with a bruised face was thrown out. His trousers and thin shirt were left on him, and his coat was snatched away and fell to the ground. Ouch.

A man holding a shotgun and squinting eyebrows came out from inside, and wanted to kick him again, but Xie Zhe stopped him before he stood on the steps and looked down at this beautiful young man with contempt: "Hey, come again!" one."

"Have you seen him? Honestly hand over the supplies. Looking at your pretty face, I..."

As he spoke, he reached out to touch Xie Zhe, but it stopped abruptly because of a gunshot. The bullet grazed his hand, causing a burning pain. The seemingly intimidating omega youth got down from the back seat, his gray eyes were angry looking at him.

"How dare you!" Song Baobei gritted his teeth and loaded the pistol again, "How dare you...I..."

Xie Zhe shook his head slightly, signaling him not to be impulsive.

Song Baobao shut up angrily, aimed the gun with one hand, and helped the boy on the ground up with the other hand. The boy was a little dizzy. Seeing him, he laughed silly: "Oh, child prodigy, is it you? Why are you here?"

Song Baobao's face darkened when he heard the address, and he casually stuffed the person into the back seat of the car: "Shut up."

"Oemga? It's really rare." The man wiping off the blood on his hands, squinting his eyes and laughing, "It's such a waste to follow a beta...it smells like this, it's really..."

He took a deep breath as if intoxicated: "Scent."

"Are you in estrus?"

Xie Zhe frowned. He couldn't smell pheromones. If he knew Baby Song was in estrus, he wouldn't let her go out with him—it didn't mean anything else. An omega in estrus is too prone to accidents and would only cause trouble.

Many people stood behind the glass to watch the excitement, probably because they felt that their own people could not suffer. If they wanted to gain the upper hand, they had to quickly grab their guns. As for how to deal with this person at that time, let Baby Song come by himself.

He stared at the other party, ready to go, but Song Baobao spoke first: "We still have two people behind."

Hearing this, the other party showed a somewhat interesting expression.

Unexpectedly, Song Baobao didn't seem to be very angry. The small amount of anger was because of Xie Zhe's presence. If he was alone, it didn't matter.

He was born with abnormal gland development, pheromone disorder, and was an orphan. There were too many things like this from childhood to adulthood, but he fought to his death, he was uncomfortable, and others could not take advantage of it.

Song Baobao continued: "Both sides have guns, and fighting each other in this situation will only make those monsters cheaper in the end."

He scanned the zombies wandering in the distance.

"So?" the man said.

"We just need some children's clothes and daily necessities."

Baby Song threw the gun to Xie Zhe who backed to the side of the car when he heard his words, opened the trunk, took out a bag of medicines, and shook the box to indicate that it was not empty. It is more cost-effective to trade with us than to risk going to a pharmacy hospital where a large number of zombies may gather."

After Song Baobei finished speaking flatly, he looked at the other party expressionlessly: "Isn't it?"

"You make a lot of sense, of course we can cooperate..." The man stared at him maliciously, then changed the topic, "But I want you to come in alone."

"Prodigy, don't listen to them, they just tricked me in and beat me up just now..." The boy in the back seat got up to dissuade him, but he was glared at by the other party, and his cowardly voice became smaller and smaller, until it was as thin as a mosquito Gnat finished, "I can't get anything, I still have..."

Baby Song shook her head: "It's okay."

He understands very well that when facing this group of people, as long as he shows timidity, don't say whether he can get something, he is afraid that the other party will swallow them up - people, property, and things.

Even if they didn't get out of the car at that time, the other party would not let them go easily.

Those without social constraints are just highway robbers.

"Let's go." He looked at the people in the supermarket, and when he passed by Xie Zhe, he whispered "it's okay". There was something hidden in the cuff, "Brother Yu Ying and the others should be arriving soon."

Obviously speaking to the other party.

The cross-eyed man moved out of the way with a shotgun in his hand: "Please."

Song Baobao pushed open the glass door and went in. There were six or seven men on both sides, smiling and looking at him—obviously they didn't pay attention to him who didn't have a gun.

He took out the medicine and threw it on the counter next to him without looking at anyone.

"You!" One of the yellow hairs pressed his shoulder, but was stopped by the leading man who came in behind, so he had to give up.

The man made a movement to make everyone wait outside.

Song Baobao was not affected, walked all the way into the food area, took a few canned fruits without changing his face, thought of the children in the car, grabbed a handful of candy, and then walked around to the daily necessities, and took children's shower gel and so on.

The electricity inside has been cut off a long time ago. Although the supermarket has a generator, it obviously doesn't have the luxury to turn on the lights during the day. The further you go in, the darker it becomes.

The clothing store is very inside.

Baby Song narrowed his eyes slightly to adjust to the light, picked out some small clothes, and when he reached for them, a hand stretched out from behind his back to help him take them off, and the man standing behind completely covered him, the muzzle of the shotgun Pulling open the hem of the clothes, leaning against his waist, pressing the white flesh and climbing up inch by inch, and finally the rough hands...

"It's so thin." The man grinned and approached, sniffing at his neck, "It looks average, but this body is not bad, that man probably doesn't understand you, okay, can he satisfy you? How about..."

"Harassing | Is it enough?"

Baby Song threw away the things in his hand, pressed the shot|gun expressionlessly and turned around, and pressed the sharp knife against the opponent's waist, "Or, if you shoot, I'll stab it. My luck is better, you die of infection, Even if you are unlucky and you are injured, do you think you will be abandoned by your so-called brother."

"...Okay, okay." The man moved his Adam's apple indistinctly, finally touched his waist, and handed him the clothes, "I quite like your energy."

"My name is Li Huaye. Be good and call me Brother Li. How about I give you another ten catties of frozen meat and fresh vegetables—you must have a child over there."

Song Baobao looked at him for a while, picked up the things on the ground, lowered his head, as the other party thought, reluctantly, had to shout, hoarse voice: "...Brother Li."

He knows this kind of person too well.

They don't care about titles or anything else at all, they just want to see others bow their heads under their own power, satisfy their own desires, and demonstrate their authority.

Li Huaye's throat tightened when he heard that bit of reluctance and dumb voice, but suddenly the sound of a car horn came from outside, urging him.

He's not a fool either, a bit of lust can't be compared to the safety in Doomsday, he took advantage of it, and sent Baby Song away, but he didn't regret it, and asked someone to bring ten catties of frozen meat and vegetables.

How could the group of people fail to understand this request, so they went to do it with a smile, and said dirtyly: "Brother is not bad, it seems that there is a new sister-in-law."

Song Baobao didn't speak, and went out with his things. Xie Zhe took a look at him, took them and put them in the trunk of the car.

When the car drove away, the group of people were still laughing and saying something like "sister-in-law will come again next time". The boy who had just been rescued was so angry that he got up from the back seat and yelled at him with his middle finger. He was held down by Baby Song next to him.

The boy smelled it aggrievedly: "You smell like that robber all over you. Is he a bully? Next time I will throw all of Xiangbao's poop at his door!"

"Your Xiangbao has died. Doctor Wen, if you make trouble again, I will throw you away."

As Baby Song said, he lowered his head and smiled, pressed his finger on the neck of the other party threateningly, made a movement of wiping his neck, and signaled him not to wake up Song Shu who was sleeping soundly on the other side.

Doctor Wen Xiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief seeing him smile.

Xie Zhe suddenly asked: "Do you know each other?"

"Of course we know each other. We are good buddies." Doctor Wen Xiao said cheerfully, "Two days ago, Baby Song came to the clinic, robbed me of a bunch of medicine, and learned how to give acupuncture... As a result, he has a vivid memory. He said it once, and he was able to stab himself with needles."

"Is it a child prodigy?" He touched Baby Song with his elbow.

Song Baobei closed her eyes to catch up on sleep, and looked too lazy to pay attention to him.

"By the way, hello, my name is Wen Zhizhi, and I used to work part-time in the clinic downstairs." Wen Zhizhi smiled.

Xie Zhe looked at the road ahead and avoided the zombies: "Xie Zhe."

The car was quiet for a while.

When approaching the residential building, Wen Bubu suddenly asked, "Baby Song, do you want to leave City C?"

"They are saying that the government won't control us any more. They want to completely seal off City C and strictly restrict entry and exit. Although, you can live if it is closed, but you have also seen that it will only become more and more chaotic in the future. I don't think I can do anything about it. ..."

Song Baobao scratched her hair and looked at the bleak street next to her: "Wait a little longer."

"It may be closed without making a sound, unless the situation is really completely collapsed by the army on Pai'an Island, but in that case, there is nowhere to go outside of City C."

The car was parked in a remote corner, Doctor Wen Xiao whispered thank you to Song Baobao and left, saying that if Song Baobao wanted to leave, he must call him, and he would notify Song Baobao if he wanted to leave.

Baby Song carried Song Shu out, but when he was about to leave, Xie Zhe stopped him: "I'll come."

"What about your pet?" Baby Song looked at the ground. He doesn't like snakes very much. To be precise, he is quite afraid of those soft things. "Just now you carried the breeding box, and I carried him. Why suddenly..."

"I'll come a few more times, it's still early." Xie Zhe explained.

Baby Song puffed her cheeks unconsciously, and bit the soft flesh on the side of her face with her teeth: "Okay."

Xie Zhe took Song Shu, and the other party cried twice as if woken up, and fell asleep again.

Song Baobao walked ahead to open the way, and suddenly heard Xie Zhe's hesitant and plain voice behind him: "...Are you okay?"

"Actually, if you need it, we can resist at that time. I think there is no problem. Although there are risks, the other party may not be able to move us."

Baby Song paused for a moment, and continued to walk forward: "It's okay. Can we solve it like this?"

He was transferred from the orphanage to the hands of human traffickers, and then escaped again and again, wandering alone to City C. The long experience of struggling alone told him——

Of course, you can fight desperately, but doing this every time is too tiring.

As long as you show softness and bow your head a little, it will be much easier.

Song Baobei was still biting his soft flesh, suddenly felt a little dazed, he ran over the ants under his feet, and then moved forward.

"The things you gave me back then, I took advantage of their attention to you and hid them in the trash can outside the supermarket." Xie Zhe finally said.

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The author has something to say:

I scolded myself: Is the author perverted!How do you like watching being bullied!

[dbq, I'm perverted, I'm guilty, baby will figure it out in the next chapter.