MTL - I Cut Down the Troubled World Alone-Chapter 45 This wallet on the ground...

night.

Bringing the child back from Sister Li, a novice who brings a child for the first time often feels overwhelmed at the beginning.

But this situation would not happen with Lin Fan.

Because he is calm enough.

To coax children, be patient and don't be in a hurry, children can feel your tenderness.

He took the baby bottle to the thermostatic kettle, poured water, and looked at the value line on the baby bottle.

150ml.

Five spoons of milk powder, shake it to mix the milk powder and water evenly, and then drop it on the wrist, try the temperature, although the thermostatic kettle shows 45 degrees, but the machine is a machine, you can feel it 100% by yourself. Make sure there is no problem.

Holding the baby in one hand and the bottle in the other.

He looked at Mengmeng drinking milk powder with a smile on his face, and he was in a good mood.

Standing in front of the window, looking at the night view outside.

It was pitch black and lifeless. The darkness shrouded the yellow city that was once full of hope, but no matter how dark the darkness was, in this darkness, there was always a faint light shining, desperately blooming with brilliance, trying to turn the darkness away. disperse.

It was late at night, very quiet.

Lin Fan coaxed Mengmeng to sleep, and gently placed her on the bed. He also lay beside him, closed his eyes, and began to recall the glory and excitement of the Yellow Market in his mind.

I don't know how long.

The cry of the baby came.

Lin Fan woke up, it was already two o'clock in the morning, so he hurried to make milk powder. Usually, when he woke up at this time, he needed to eat a late night snack.

After breastfeeding, hold the baby and shake it gently, coaxing him to sleep. This process takes a little time, otherwise the baby who is not asleep will cry again as soon as you put it down.

Time passed very slowly. Holding the baby for a long time would cause back pain, but he didn't feel that way. It should be related to his physical strength.

Look at the time.

It is already two forty in the morning.

He put the baby on the bed lightly, with a cautious appearance, for fear that the movements would not be in place and wake Mengmeng up again.

Roar!

There was a roar of zombies outside, maybe a little mouse was running at random, attracting the attention of the zombies, and some zombies were shaking in the streets of the community.

From time to time, he let out a few low-pitched roars.

Such a voice was particularly harsh on a quiet night.

Looking at the sleeping Mengmeng, he frowned slightly from time to time. He knew that if he continued to let the zombies roar randomly in the street, he would definitely wake up the sleeping Mengmeng.

"Good baby, sleep soundly."

Lin Fan looked at Mengmeng, took Frostmourne, and prepared to go downstairs to the street to have a good conversation with this group of zombies.

Close the door gently.

Try not to make any movement.

Soon, it won't take long to be back.

When I came to the iron gate of the community, I jumped up gently, climbed over the iron gate, and looked at the street. Not far away, there were two zombies swaying, with stiff movements, looking silly, occasionally turning their heads, facing the silence. The night, let out bursts of low growl.

Lin Fan walked towards the zombies.

"Hey, hello, it's already two o'clock in the morning, it's almost three o'clock in the morning, and there are children sleeping on it. Can I discuss it with you, just keep quiet a little and don't shout outside."

"Of course, shouting is your freedom, and I can't ask you to obey, so I want to discuss it with you."

Lin Fan took the initiative to show his sympathy, and hoped that the two hideous-looking zombies would understand.

He really hoped that the two zombies in front of him could be polite, such as being a little more talkative, but he knew that the possibility was relatively small.

Indeed...

Roar!

Seeing the zombies with fresh flesh on both ends, it was impossible for them to respond amicably. The dull expression disappeared, the rigid body became flexible, and they rushed towards Lin Fan frantically.

Pfft!

A sword is swung out, and the movements and speed are very flexible, with a faint handsomeness.

In the dark night, the sword light flickered.

Cracks appeared in the necks of the two zombies, and the two heads rolled to the ground.

"Hey, it really is."

Lin Fan shook his head, threw his head into the trash can, and carried their bodies to the trash can.

It's too dark now, Mengmeng is sleeping alone at home, and no one can take care of her. She can only wait for tomorrow to send the things in the trash can to the garbage station.

Look at the dark streets on both sides to see if there are any zombies.

Wait a few minutes.

No zombies appeared.

Turned around and left, returned home, and lay beside Mengmeng.

The child is too young to have a peaceful sleep. He always wakes up from time to time. At five o'clock, Mengmeng woke up again. Hearing the cry, he got up and continued to hold it, soothing Mengmeng's young heart.

Early morning.

Its daybreak.

Lin Fan prepared milk for Mengmeng. After feeding, he boiled two eggs for himself and drank another bottle of milk.

Then she sent Mengmeng to Sister Li.

He put on security clothes and went to the doorman to sign in for work. Then, as usual, he first walked around the community to see if there were any flaws and if any strangers had broken into the community.

Doing this line of work is to love this line of work.

The duty of a security guard is sacred. One needs to protect the safety of one party, and his party's safety is this community.

"The child was making a fuss last night." The two old men came over and asked. They were also thinking last night whether Xiaofan could take good care of the child. Although they were old, it was definitely no problem to help.

"It's alright, every time you finish drinking milk, just coax it in your hand and you'll be fine." Lin Fan said with a smile.

Mr. Wang gave a thumbs up, "Mengmeng in this apocalypse can be taken in by you, that's her luck."

"No, anyone who sees this situation will lend a helping hand, how can they just sit back and watch." Lin Fan thought that many news in the past were all about children. How can I ignore the baby in swaddling, I can only help raise it for many years, not only did not get a penny of salary, but also posted a lot.

Greatness and love do not distinguish between high and low, poor or rich, both are born with a heart full of kindness.

Look.

Listen to what Lin Fan said.

The two old men felt at ease.

With this kind of consciousness, if you put it in the past, it would be a political commissar.

"The monitoring is alright, Lao Zhou and I will fix the monitoring, and we can see all corners of the community, even the streets outside." Mr. Wang pointed to the screen and said ~www.novelbuddy.com~ The screen was divided into pieces , showing various screens in the community.

"The two old men are still very good, so it can save a lot of trouble." Lin Fan said.

"Hey, I'm also idle when I'm idle, just to see what needs to be improved in the community."

Mr. Wang and Mr. Zhou are obviously restless people.

As long as there is time.

will think about all kinds of things.

at this time.

Lin Fan thought about the zombies hacked to death outside last night and put them in the trash can. It was too dark last night and didn't have time to transport them to the trash station. Now, during the day, there is just time.

"Master, I'm going out to do one thing, and I'll be back soon."

He talked to the two old men, and then climbed over the iron gate. The two old men were a little dazed, and now they are still thinking... Has our country secretly cultivated a group of super soldiers?

This door, at this height, without a running aid, I really can't get over it.

street.

Lin Fan pushed the trash can towards the garbage station.

The sound of the wheels, in the quiet street, was slightly moving.

For some reason, there are not as many zombies as he imagined in the area where he lives, and then he thinks of the incident where fireworks were set off before. Perhaps it was the fireworks that attracted all the zombies.

So the zombies are active in that area.

This is a good thing.

He doesn't like unfriendly zombies very much, and he always pounces on people like a mad dog.

Take the trash to the dumpster.

When going back.

He stopped, not seeing a zombie.

but the ground...

There is actually a wallet.

This made him ponder.

Who lost it?