Chapter 800 Nierid 35
South of the city
Player Huang Wanyong led people to occupy the warehouse of a large supermarket.
Eat and drink well inside, and a bunch of younger brothers are busy reinforcing the warehouse.
He is sitting on the mattress turned out in the warehouse at the moment, and there are two young women on the left and right to press his shoulders and feed him grapes. With his free hands, he held his mobile phone to watch the news.
The above is still asking people to stay at home and wait for the news of rescue, which made Huang Wanyong sneer.
"Brother Huang, is the news so funny?"
The woman next to him pressed his shoulder and asked.
She entered the game for the first time, and she didn't understand anything. Now she has fawned on a player brother, and she wants to ask everything.
"Little baby, you have to remember that this game will only become more and more difficult. Don't pin your hope of survival on the NPCs in the game, they will not be able to protect themselves."
As Huang Wanyong said, his lecherous hands squeezed the woman's chest.
The woman screamed in pain and gave him a reproachful look.
A wretched smelly man.
The woman who was feeding him fruit saw this, not to be outdone, and threw herself into his arms, "Brother Huang, why do you only talk to your younger sister, you are ignoring others."
Huang Wanyong enjoyed the feeling of two women fighting for him.
Just as he was hugging left and right, the younger brother who was originally in the reinforced warehouse came to report,
"Brother, someone is coming towards us."
"Huang Wanyong, pay attention to what you say. It's your **** blessing that our boss is here."
Zhao Lei has been humiliated for so long, and finally regained the lost face. He gave him a haughty look, "Put down the gun, don't force us to be violent."
Was Huang Wan brave enough not to listen?
Damn it, if you hit anyone, he will become a sieve in the next moment.
Huang Wanyong put down his gun and searched the crowd, trying to find the one in charge.
Fu Anan stood up, thinking about the possibility of this man having enough points.
not tall.
But not low.
"Is all your people here?"
Fu Anan glanced at the people behind, only thirteen or fourteen people.
"what do you want to do?"
Huang Wanyong looked at Fu Anan, and recalled the famous game boss in the second stage in his mind, but he didn't know her character.
Fu Anan ignored his question and asked back,
"How many points do you have now."
Good night everyone~