"I'm not sick, and I don't have a family history of hereditary diseases. If you don't believe me, you can go to the hospital for a check-up.”
The sexy policewoman hooked her legs around Han Mu, her expression sincere and passionate.
Han Mu was quite familiar with this gaze. It was the same gaze he had when he saw a beautiful woman.
However, this was the first time someone looked at him like that.
"There are many people who want to marry me. It's not your turn.”
Han Mu casually threw the woman away.
Playing around was fine, but marrying him?
Little Xiba could at most be a concubine.
"If you don't want to marry me, I'll be your lover. Sooner or later, you'll fall in love with me.”
The woman continued to pester Han Mu. Han Mu was speechless.
He had no time to deal with this crazy woman now.
Kim Ji Yan, who was standing at the side, gritted her teeth so hard that they were about to shatter.
This little b * tch actually dared to seduce her man in front of her.
"Where is your arsenal?”
Han Mu caught a policeman. Under his cold gaze, the young policeman trembled and pointed in a direction.
This man must be a devil!
He felt like he was going to die just by looking at those eyes.
"Is this the place?"
He looked at the room that was sealed off by iron fences and titanium alloy doors.
Han Mu took half a step back and kicked.
Bang!
The distorted door and fence flew out.
After walking in, they saw a dark corridor. At the end of the corridor was a warehouse.
"There are only these few weapons."
Han Mu was a little disappointed when he saw the guns hanging on three walls of the warehouse.
There were quite a number of pistols, about twenty of them. Some of them were revolvers, which had been used since the last century in Korea and were still in use now. There had been no changes in the past few decades.
There was also a modified version of the P7, the P7M13, which used a 13-round double-row magazine. Its power could only be said to be average.
There were very few powerful firearms. There were only a few K7 submachine guns with very few bullets.
There were quite a few police batons and bulletproof vests.
Including the grenades and the firearms from the mafia outside, these weapons could barely be equipped with two or three teams.
Even so, Kim Ji Yan was already very happy.
After all, there were only a dozen of her underlings who had guns.
Now, it had expanded by three times.
In her excitement, she found Han Mu more and more pleasing to the eye. She couldn't help but lean over and give him a kiss.
"Take it as your reward!”
A faint blush flashed across the woman's face, but her expression was still slightly frivolous.
Han Mu grabbed Kim Ji Yan who was trying to escape.
He hugged her waist and hugged her.
"Just relying on this as a reward is too perfunctory.”
Han Mu looked down at the woman.
Kim Ji Yan, who was originally a little shy, could not bear this.
He pushed his chest forward, raised his head, and looked at her with an unyielding gaze.
"Then what do you want?"
"Come upstairs tonight. I want you to…"
Kim Ji-yan listened attentively, and her expression gradually became strange.
It could be like this?
Are you a pervert?
Kim Ji-yan, who felt his worldview collapse, looked at Han Mu in disbelief.
However, when he was looked at by that pair of mocking eyes that seemed to be smiling, it seemed like they were looking at him as if he was saying,"Don't tell me you don't dare to do it?"
He straightened his neck and immediately said stiffly.
"If you come, then come. Who's afraid of you!"
"Then I'll wait and see."
Han Mu whistled and hummed as he walked out of the armory. He seemed to be in a good mood.
Outside the armory, the policewoman looked curiously at Han Mu, whose mood had suddenly improved.
"What are you singing? Why haven't I heard of it before?”
"Chairman Zhou's song, the ending theme of The Golden Armour, the entire city. Why am I telling you this?”
Han Mu suddenly realized that there was no Chairman Zhou in this world, and a little Xiba knew nothing.
"What are you doing here?"
"Waiting for you. I said I wanted to be your lover.”
"This kind of thing is not something that can be said for fun.”
Han Mu pulled the woman into his arms. The scorching heat made her legs go weak.
He had always liked to take the initiative and not be passive.
Even Little Xiba wanted to ride on his head.
"Little wimp."
He let go of the red-faced woman whose mind was blank.
She didn't know anything about flirting, but she felt that she could do it after watching two movies.
This kind of little girl did not know as much as a married woman.
Boring.
Everyone in the world despises Cao Cao, and everyone in the world is Cao Cao.
Han Mu walked out of the police station and waved his hand behind him. His lazy voice was heard.
"If you really want to find me, you have to take some practical action.”
"By the way, I usually stay on the eighth floor at night. Don't get the wrong room.”
"It's raining. If you're afraid of getting wet, bring your own umbrella.”
...
Inside a large supermarket, a group of survivors with numb eyes quietly curled up in a corner.
The stinky excrement was everywhere.
This place was originally a large supermarket, but with the construction of a large shopping mall a few hundred meters away, it had become a huge supermarket.
The supermarket had long been abandoned.
The only exception was the elderly who would occasionally visit this place when they went grocery shopping.
After the apocalypse, this place was occupied by the largest local underworld.
It became a temporary base for a group of innocent survivors.
However, the leader of this survivor base was a ruthless leader.
Not only did all the survivors have to live a precarious life, but even the slightly beautiful women had to be pulled away and humiliated by the members of the society.
The reward was a piece of bread or a bag of biscuits.
Some people thought of escaping, but those who were caught all ended up in a miserable state.
"Ah Xi, who are you? What are you doing here?”
"The little girl is pretty good looking. Come and drink with us.”
"A monster!"
Bang!
Accompanied by a gunshot and a terrified scream, the backbone of the club guarding the supermarket entrance was shot in the head.
The door of the supermarket opened, and the dim supermarket was illuminated by a ray of sunlight.
"From today onwards, we will take over this place.”
Kim Ji-yan's magnetic voice echoed throughout the supermarket with a few undead soldiers.
Those members who tried to resist were all trampled under the feet of the undead soldiers.
The dark soul-fire stared at him, and the ice-cold bone blade was placed on his neck.
His irritable emotions immediately calmed down, and he even felt remorseful.
In the supermarket, many pairs of numb eyes looked up, and a trace of light seemed to appear in their gray eyes.
"You're asking me how to deal with those underworld members?”
Han Mu crossed his legs and looked at the scenery outside the window. He slowly took a puff of his cigar.
"Do you still need to ask me about this kind of thing? Just split them up with the survivors.”
"There are four people in a room. How can three people not teach one person a lesson?”
Han Mu said casually.
Cold sweat broke out on Park Zhengyi's face.
If this continued, would these club members still be alive?
"People have to pay the price for their choices, don't you think so?”
His indifferent eyes stared over.
Park Zhengyi lowered his head and bowed at a 90-degree angle. His face was filled with respect.
"Go make the arrangements."
"In the future, do your job well and don't think about those useless things. For Huien's sake, you won't be able to run away from this position.”
Han Mu knocked on the door.
Looking at Park Zhengyi's grateful face, he knew that he would be thanked again tonight.
One horse was good, two or three horses were good.
He was used to it.
Who asked these employees to like to contradict their bosses?
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