Chapter 105：

He can also hear the screams of "One Pair 2", "Bomb", "Shunzi" ... from time to time in the private box next door. Nowadays, I usually have time to relax, but at this time there is nothing to do in the car, so Zhang Wang and other talents gathered two tables to fight the landlord. Everyone vaguely understands that this is probably the last day of a peaceful life. Now zombies are evolving. Even if they are in city B, they are not necessarily safe. Playing cards is also a way for them to relieve their stress.

"Woohoo ..." Charles leaned his head to the table.

Mourning Lover Vol.1 The End of the World Comes Chapter 116

Tang Miao's nib in his hand turned, and after a few strokes, the black dog that had been mighty appeared on the front of the zombie, and flew towards the zombie. After drawing, Tang Miao couldn't help herself.

"It's a good picture." Tang Sihuang got up and sat beside him, looking at the zombies that appeared to be jumping out of the paper, which was a bit unexpected.

"I'm not good at drawing hands." Tang Miao bent her mouth habitually, shook her head, and knew quite well. When he was studying at M University, he studied business administration, and painting was just his interest. After only two years of studying, he was best at painting faces, and the least good at painting.

Tang Sihuang said nothing, took the pen in his hand, and drew a few in the two hands of the zombie. The hand that was obviously wrong before was corrected.

Tang Miao was secretly amazed, never knowing that Daddy would paint, apparently he had learned it, and still had a good foundation. He was more and more curious about Daddy.

司 Tang Sihuang looked at him indifferently, and suddenly he lay down, politely resting his head on his leg.

让 "Let me sleep, don't make a noise."

Tang Miao really didn't feel that her legs were softer than the pillow, but it was not easy to see Tang Sihuang's posture and want him to get up. In desperation, he had to let his father lie on his leg, uncomfortably. Twisted ass. In his impression, he and Daddy were rarely so close, except in bed. Damn, why are you saying that? However, he likes this intimacy.

司 Tang Sihuang's head was pressed on his leg. He quickly calmed down, raised his hand to pull the curtains, and blocked the harsh sunlight outside.

Tang Miao judged from Tang Sihuang's steady breathing that he really fell asleep, presumably very hard last night. If you think about it, it does. Before the end of the last days, he was "disappeared". Tang Sihuang was worried for him. After the end of the last days, most of the Tang family's living pressure was on Tang Sihuang. Although it seems that Tang Sihuang has a lot of skill, it must be very hard.

At this time, Tang Sihuang's expression was completely different from the past, and he looked very relaxed. The quilt stacked on the bed was pressed by Tang Sihuang's feet. Tang Miao's arm could not reach the quilt on the opposite bed. He simply took a thin blanket from the space and put it on Tang Sihuang. Then he took out a fantasy Fiction, read quietly.

At this time, Tang Wu's voice came from the intercom: "Call Mr., someone is calling for help at eight o'clock. Can you help or not? Finish."

"Waiting for instructions, finish." Tang Miao replied softly. Tang Wu's voice seemed to bear a smile. He was a little curious. Seeing that Tang Sihuang was still asleep, he lifted a corner of the curtain, and carefully prevented the sunlight from coming in. Going out of the window, he couldn't help it. I saw a ragged car chasing after the train about 50 meters away from the train. A large piece of the car was left behind without a cover, and it became a "roadster" completely; two bamboo poles were erected on the roof, and a banner was hung on the bamboo poles, which wrote three large red letters: SOS ( Note 1). Twenty or thirty meters behind the car are adorned with a group of zombies,

"Daddy, look at that, that person is very talented." Tang Miao laughed.

Tang Sihuang opened his eyes, sat up and glanced out the window. The whole person was almost pressed on Tang Miao. At this moment, his breath was a bit lazy, and he said to the walkie-talkie: "Call the cab, the speed drops to 60 kilometers per hour , Tang Qi, open the back door and let them come up. Finish. "

"Received the cab. Finish."

"Tang Qi received, it's over."

There was a man and a woman of the same age, about twenty-four or four years old, sitting on the car. His clothes were full of dirt and his face was dusty. Obviously, this period of time was very rough. The man was sitting in the driver's seat, his face was thin and yellow, but he still could see the outline of the handsome man; the woman was sitting in the co-driver's seat, looking very tall and somewhat gloomy, but his eyes showed a firm light. Seeing that the train was finally slowing down, both of them could not help showing some joy.

The man drove the car and slowly approached the train door.

Tong Tangqi looked at the two and smiled, "Hey, the two are so good at being able to escape from the zombies."

The woman did not speak, and looked at him secretly, with some precautions under her eyes.

The man yelled loudly, "Brother, please help me, first pull my sister up!"

Tang Tang nodded at seven and reached out to pull the woman up first.