Chapter 377: In order to survive in the end times, I recommend myself to be the boss’s bedmate (2)

Chapter 377: In order to survive in the end times, I recommend myself to be the boss’s bedmate (2)

In order to survive in the end times, I recommended myself to become the boss's bedmate (Part 2)

"boom!"

The baseball bat hit the skull hard, and a groove was smashed into the skull, which should have been extremely hard, and the zombie flew out directly!

"Follow."

The man remained indifferent and taciturn, moving on.

"Okay bro."

Song Ning quickly came out from the corner where he was hiding and followed the man closely.

His heart was still beating wildly, and he even felt like he was a little out of consciousness.

He failed in recommending himself as a mobile warehouse, but he actually succeeded in recommending himself as a bedmate?

Is he really not dreaming?

Song Ning didn't dare to think deeply.

Firstly, there are zombies everywhere outside. Although the man borrowed his weapon to clear the way, Song Ning also understands that he is unarmed now. If a zombie is missed by the man, he will most likely become the same as these zombies.

If you are bitten, you will turn into a zombie.

The change may not even take 24 hours. This is the conclusion Song Ning came to after observing on the balcony.

"arrive."

The rolling shutter of the small supermarket was violently pulled up by a man. Song Ning was shocked and quickly reminded him.

"Brother, the noise will attract those things here."

He was not sure if the other party had read apocalyptic novels, so he did not use the word zombie.

"Don't worry about it. Go collect the supplies."

The man quickly dug out two bags and threw them over, then swung the baseball bat in his hand around.

"Lance."

After saying that, he walked out with a baseball bat, obviously going to clean up the zombies that were attracted.

Song Ning breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and quickly grabbed the bag and began searching for suitable supplies.

He bought most of the high-calorie, light and convenient candies and chocolates. In addition, Song Ning also took some rice, flour and oil. When he got to the counter and saw cigarettes and lighters, Song Ning's eyes lit up and he collected some as well.

He also accidentally discovered a bottle of medicinal wine for traumatic injuries under the counter, and quickly put it in there.

When he had collected almost everything, Song Ning took the two bags to the door, turned around and grabbed two bottles of energy drinks and some food to greet the other party.

"Brother, Brother Lance, come and eat something first. We can't bring more."

"immediately."

When the other party waved his right hand, Song Ning could even see the veins bulging on his muscular arm.

The zombies’ experience was more direct, turning right into a pile of rag dolls on the ground.

Song Ning felt like vomiting when he first saw it, but now he has gotten used to it.

It is obvious that Boss Lance is very powerful, so seven or eight out of ten zombies are in this miserable state.

Lance randomly found a towel to wipe the dirt off the baseball bat, handed the bat to Song Ning and started eating.

Song Ning took it and held it in his left hand. He and Lance stood at the door on both sides and finished the meal quickly and simply.

They took very little time, less than five minutes at most.

But there was an obvious roar of new zombies coming from not far away, and Song Ning's heart began to rise again.

He glanced at the other person and asked in a low voice.

"Brother Lans, where else are we going?"

The other party glanced at him and gestured with his hand.

Song Ning quickly handed the weapon over, Lance took it, turned around and picked up one of the bags on the ground.

Song Ning stopped him immediately after seeing this, "Brother, take another bag. This bag is too heavy for you to fight the zombies."

"No need, just follow me."

Before Song Ning could try to persuade him further, the other party had already started walking.

He could only hurriedly pick up another bag and follow.

There were not many zombies on the road this time, which made Song Ning feel relieved.

But the supplies are already there, what is Boss Lance planning to do?

He soon had the answer.

Arriving at the door of a drugstore, Lance leaned against the wall, the baseball bat in his hand was almost broken.

"Go in and get what you need. I'll go find a new weapon."

Song Ning widened his eyes slightly.

Pharmacy? He needed something, so the boss brought him here to find medicine?

At this moment, Song Ning felt a little complicated.

He thought this person was the kind of cold and indifferent person, but he didn't expect that he was actually quite considerate...

"Remember to get the XL size, take a little extra."

Lance said this and turned to the side, probably to look for a weapon.

Song Ning was stunned.

What size XL?

He walked into the drugstore in confusion, and when he saw the family planning products at first sight, a blush immediately crept from his ankles to his ears.

So this is what Lance was talking about. Did he bring me to the pharmacy just to get this?

It's his own passion.

Song Ning blushed, but she still went to get some trauma medicines and common medicines before returning to the family planning supplies.

His face flushed and hesitant.

Do you really want to take it? It turns out that he was not hallucinating. Did the other party really agree to take him because of what he said about warming the bed?

But, but two men, oh no, two men can do it too.

He also heard that men using it from behind seemed quite comfortable.

Song Ning's head was about to smoke. He looked shy for several seconds before he gritted his teeth and reached out to buy all the XL sizes.

No, no matter what, just take it.

If that is really the case, all of this money will have to be used on himself, and absolutely no savings can be made!

He even hesitated for a second whether to take the L size, but then he thought about Lance's tall stature, his ferocious look when killing zombies, and his high nose bridge.

There was a high probability that it would not be useful, so Song Ning gave up his plan to gain weight.

After all, he can't use size L. So he doesn't really need to use it, right?

Song Ning stuffed his things and walked out of the door, and there was no one at the door.

He was a little scared and hid inside, but he was not too worried.

In less than three minutes, a hurried sound of footsteps was heard, and Song Ning's eyes lit up as he went out to greet them.

"You're back, and you've found a weapon that suits you..."

The words stopped abruptly when they met the other party's fierce and sinister expression.

Song Ning subconsciously put down the bag and turned around to run away!

Those eyes, those eyes have begun to turn gray. This person is going to mutate!

"Want to run? I don't think you can run far, you cripple!"

The opponent roared, and the explosive power of his healthy limbs was obvious!

Song Ning felt a piercing pain in his sprained foot. He gritted his teeth but did not dare to stop, his eyes searching around.

Lance, where is Boss Lance?

"Roar!"

A roar that did not belong to a human came from behind, and a stench belonging to zombies mixed with the smell of human blood swept over. He was caught up!

"Lower your head."

Song Ning squatted down without thinking.

With a sound of breaking through the air, a sharp fire axe hit the zombie's neck!

A smelly head flew several meters away, and the head without the corpse slowly fell down.

Song Ning also sat down, turned around and started vomiting wildly.

A pair of brand new shoes came to him, and before Song Ning could say thank you, he was picked up by the other party with one hand.

"It's a bit unsafe outside. We should go back."