MTL - Scumbags Follow the Good System-Chapter 100 Ghost face five uncles of Shura field

At that moment, Ding Mao was completely stunned, and he couldn't understand what he was feeling at this moment. Congliang didn't dare to hug him for too long, and he didn't even dare to hug Ding Mao. Unable to control himself, he took a deep breath against his back.

The familiar smell came along with Ding Mao's body temperature. From the nasal cavity to the lung piece, it swam around in the body, and then slowly spit it out. Cong Liang secretly took two breaths like a big smoker, and quickly released Ding Mao's waist. , instead holding his arm.

"I, cough." Cong Liang cleared his throat and adjusted his tense voice to normal, "Let me help you down and have a look... Fifth Uncle?"

Ding Mao didn't look back, and didn't express any objection to the title. Cong Liang breathed a sigh of relief, and riding Ding Mao's arm, he helped him walk towards the stairs.

After a short walk, Congliang saw three corpses that had been pecked into half a person. Thinking that these people were still living in the same place with her this morning before the birds came, he couldn't help but cover them with his hands. Mouth, it's not disgusting, their bowels are unbelievable, what's good and disgusting is this world that has disrupted the biological order.

Ding Mao had obviously seen more than her, but she just glanced sideways, and with her hand on Congliang's shoulder, she gently stroked the back of her head and rubbed it gently. , pursed her lips and stopped looking around.

As soon as he helped Ding Mao to the door of the rooftop, he heard sporadic groans, Congliang knocked on the small door, called twice, and someone came to open the door.

After passing through the small door, although I was fully mentally prepared for the chaotic scene just now that many people would be injured, I was still startled by the scene in the corridor.

Almost all the wounded were leaning on the corridor, and most of them were injured on their heads and eyes. A few were knocked down and trampled in the chaos, and their faces were even more ugly.

Everyone was injured more or less. Usually, these people stayed in the tent. Congliang didn't know exactly how many people there were. , and they were only in their early thirties, and they were all old and weak, women and children.

After walking around Congliang, I didn't find the familiar Beard and Fatty. It's impossible that the three who just died were the two of them. It was a coincidence...

"This person..." Congliang murmured suspiciously, and Ding Mao took it, "Probably everyone who can go, let's go."

Congliang thought the same, the rooftop can no longer be sheltered, and it is normal to go out and find another way, "Will you sit here for a while?" Congliang whispered to Ding Mao, "I'll go downstairs to have a look, can I find a place to take care of it first? One night, these people..."

Ding Mao patted Congliang's hand and nodded. These people can't go far, but they can't be left alone. If Congliang hadn't been strong and had the ability to die easily, he wouldn't be able to control these people at all. But since she is still a little capable, she can't leave this group of people to die.

The time is a little tight, it is about 1:00 in the afternoon, and after settling these people, she has to go downstairs to find water, and quickly walk down to the next floor, this floor has been passing by when there is nothing, she remembers that there is a panoramic restaurant, four The circle is full of floor-to-ceiling windows. There is fog on this layer, but she won't faint when she inhales it four layers down. This layer of thin fog will definitely not do anything to her. For ordinary people, find something to block the door. You should be able to stay for a while.

Opposite the restaurant is the indoor rock climbing club where Ding Mao works. Inside the club, there is an independent office area, which is where the monitoring and security of the entire building are controlled.

Cong Liang is more optimistic about the restaurant, and I turned around. The tables in the hall are all marble, which should be made of Western food. The tables are all long. , just enough to let the seriously injured rest, the table in the private room is round, not too small, and can be directly used as a bed.

To settle here, not only must the various sewer vents be blocked, but also the gorgeous glass doors must be closed. It is best to open the "skylight" from the roof, otherwise the fog will come in, and if these people fall asleep, they will not be well protected. will be attacked by rats.

I can't have a good sense of direction. I don't know anything about the top, bottom, left, right, south, and northwest. I don't know anything about the peaks on the side of the ridge.

Later, I couldn't find a place, so I could only push the tables in the hall to one place, and then went upstairs to help Ding Mao down.

Ding Mao was quite satisfied with the place, and agreed with Congliang's way of sealing the door and ventilating from a height, but when he heard that Congliang was going to make a big hole from the roof, he couldn't help laughing.

"Do you know the thickness from the ceiling to the roof?" Ding Mao asked.

"Hehehe..." Ding Mao's laughter echoed in the restaurant, Congliang was stunned, completely ignoring the embarrassment of being teased by Ding Mao, staring at Ding Mao's curved lips, just wanting to go up and take a bite .

Until Ding Mao's laughter stopped abruptly, Congliang suddenly returned to his senses, and he was a fool again. Ding Mao stopped smiling, and the two still supported each other's bodies. Congliang didn't apologize, nor did he let go. The atmosphere was embarrassed and suffocated. .

After a while, Ding Mao pointed to the top of the floor-to-ceiling window, "You can try to get a few holes from there, it doesn't need to be too big."

"Ah." Congliang nodded in agreement, Ding Mao's chuckle was still in his mind, hehehehehehehehe.

Congliang one, after chatting to death, there was another awkward silence, Ding Mao patted Congliang's arm, "Find someone who can assist you to help you."

Congliang didn't move, she really didn't want to be a **** at this time, the time and place were not right with the characters, but if you like a person, if you can hide it, unless the two don't see each other, your eyes will not be affected. You follow him under control, and your senses will also disobediently collect his breath and actions, like ghosts and gods.

Ding Mao was actually embarrassed to death. He deliberately didn't think about the embarrassment. Seeing that Congliang didn't move, he raised his head to look at him, and the deep emotion in his eyes turned into a real silk thread, tying his breath.

It took him a long time to open his eyes with difficulty, took a deep breath, raised his hand and pushed Congliang's head, and said lily, "Hurry up!"

Congliang's head tilted, and then he realized that he had lost his temper again. He wanted to kneel on the spot and call Dad. Seeing that Ding Mao didn't seem angry, he helped him sit on the stool and went upstairs to call someone.

When he walked to the door, he turned back, picked up Ding Mao and hugged it on the table she had put together, afraid that after a while, another mouse would come and bite Ding Mao.

"If you want a mouse..." Looking around from the good four, "Take off your shoes and shoot, I'll be back soon."

Ding Mao was skeptical at first, but now he noticed the marble tables that were put together, and he was easily carried up by Cong Liang. The memory of being carried away when he was confused became clearer.

"Girl, have you mutated?" Ding Mao asked.

Congliang was stunned for a moment, and hummed vaguely. She was not a mutation. It was ugly to turn into a bald monster, but her situation was not in line with normal.

I couldn't explain it, so I had to change the subject, "I'll go find someone first..."

Congliang went upstairs to describe the situation downstairs and her plan. The group of people were a little confused about the way Congliang helped drive the birds and evacuate the crowd just now, plus she, a "mutant", didn't find a way out and left them. Cong Liang easily found two helpers, and she also found tools on the rooftop that could be used to knock on windows.

Those who are not seriously injured can still move, and they do not stay in the corridor if they have hope. They all spontaneously go to the rooftop to collect useful things and move them down.

Cong Liang brought the two old masters back to the restaurant with tools. The stools were stacked up, and the two masters supported them. He held a fire hammer in his hand. It was originally aimed at the glass, but the material of the panoramic glass seems to be quite special. , Cong Liang's vigor is not unresponsive, but the top is cracked, and the cobweb is cracked.

If I swiped it a few times, I would not dare to shake it. If I swiped it a few more times, the entire pane of glass would be shattered.

The glass could not be shaken, so he had to shake the interface of the glass embedded in the wall. Fortunately, this time it went well, Congliang quickly smashed a piece of cement wall above the glass, making a hole for ventilation.

After the first one is done, it is much easier to do later. Congliang made a total of three holes, which are enough for ventilation. After he got down, he quickly followed the people who collected daily necessities to move things down from the roof, and wait until all the things that can be used are available. They all moved down, and all the people helped them down. It was four o'clock in the afternoon.

The good news is that there is no need to go out to find water. Some people have saved upstairs and they can use it for a day. The bad news is that there is nothing to eat with water. An old man and an old lady almost fought over two packs of instant noodles. It took half a day to persuade.

She helped Ding Mao into the small private room she had specially reserved. Cong Liang was acquiesced as the leader. Ding Mao was still injured. The group had no objection to the occupation of this private room.

Congliang spread out the newly exchanged quilt in the system space. Ding Mao glanced at him suspiciously. Congliang deliberately avoided his eyes and worked hard. Fortunately, he just glanced at it and didn't ask where the new quilt came from. All personal clothes and supplies were placed on the amenity cabinet used for serving meals in the private room. Cong Liang took out a small bag of jerky from his pocket, tore the package and handed it to Ding Mao.

"You put the mat first. I found two bags of rice that day and hid it. Now go down and bring it up. By the way, let's see if there is a pharmacy, and many people have been injured."

Ding Mao squeezed the bag of jerky, and looked at Congliang for a while, then squeezed some jerky and fed it to her, Congliang accepted it in a daze, Ding Mao sighed again, wanted to touch her head, and finally gave her a hand. Just put it on Cong Liang's shoulder and patted it.

"Don't force it, just do your best," Ding Mao warmly said with relief, "These people... it's not your responsibility."

"However, I'm very happy," Ding Mao's eyes were like two hot springs, drowning Congliang faintly, "Mutation may not be a bad thing." The little girl finally... no longer think about herself in everything, but also knows how to take responsibility. Ding Mao is very hearty. happy.

Congliang asked him to take a look, but she gave it a five-five and three-sentence look. She heard what Ding Mao said behind her, but she didn't understand it. Her left ear listened to the right ear, and she agreed. Attachment.

Ding Mao took a piece of jerky himself and chewed it. Before Congliang left, he wanted to pack a handful for Congliang in his pocket, but Congliang refused. This is the only remaining bag of jerky. Just order that and pack a handful for her. gone.

Ding Mao didn't force it, but squeezed two more and fed them to Congliang, who stretched his neck to pick them up.

One's hand was not firm enough, and the other's neck stretched too long and his mouth closed too quickly, the two jerky caught them accurately, but they also caught others.

From Liangxian's reaction, what is the extra warm and hot root in his mouth, although he rationally told her not to be an idiot, you are now a girl or a girl! But her tongue betrayed the organization. Without the consent of her brain, even the warm fingers of the jerky were rolled in a full circle, sucked, and then released.

The author has something to say: System: Whoops, you are so good, this kind of gentle uncle, if you are too fierce, he is really scared, so he has to simmer slowly and gently tease.

Congliang: ...I don't understand what you said, I didn't tease me and learn to be a girl!

System: (ˉ▽￣～) Cut~~ Ding Mao, you said.

Ding Mao: She... looked at my eyes, burning, burning panic, hands and feet are not honest.

Cong Liang: I... special? !