MTL - Scumbags Follow the Good System-Chapter 91 Ghost face five uncles of Shura field

The system doesn't bother to answer such stupid questions as Congliang. It also feels that the world is a bit awkward, and the worst thing is not this plot, the key is...

"Where is the point of crossing?" Cong Liang rubbed his scalp, although the plot made people want to vomit blood, but even if he bites the bullet and sticks his neck, even if he can't kiss his heart, he has to make sure that Da Bao'er is in the world Live well.

After asking Congliang for a long time, the system sat on the operating table, two small hands were facing each other in circles, and the display screen facing Congliang was white, because it really didn't know what expression to use to represent that it was full of pity and the interweaving of grass and mud horses at the moment. Feeling.

Congliang has been with the system for so long, and has a full understanding of the system's urination. When he saw the virtue of the system, his scalp was numb, he sniffed, looked at the white screen of the system for a moment, and said in a trembling voice, "Speak up. , I can resist."

""You" used to be carried and thrown downstairs for several hours, but "you" didn't stop him, and the fog was coming..."

"Stop!" Don't say it, Congliang stood up and did the chest-expanding pose of a primary school student broadcasting gymnastics, strong and cowardly: "You better stop saying it, just wear it." Congliang said: "If you don't say it, I will still Be optimistic."

"I wear it, you exchange it, nutrient solution, repair gel... also prepare the rejuvenation pill."

The system cast a doting expression on Cong Liang and started the time-travel.

From the conscience, the sound of the system is getting tighter and tighter, "Starting transmission... 10%... 50%... Reorganizing data... Reorganization successful... Syncing senses... Synchronization successful... 70%, 90%, 97%... Transmission successful."

The dizziness has not yet passed, and since the good eyes have not opened, I feel a little stomach pain, and the bowel sounds are also unobtrusive. When I open my eyes, the bedding is spread out under me, and the ones that enter my eyes are separated by broken plastic. square inch.

Because the plastic is transparent, she can still see a fat woman lying next to her through the plastic, and all around her are simple tents built with such transparent plastic, and there are blurred figures lying or lying in them. , like a large isolation area, she looked up and saw the gray sky through the plastic above her head.

Cong Liang rubbed her stomach, and was a little speechless about the system's synchronization of the original owner's hunger. She was all over again, so why didn't she fill her up.

But Congliang didn't have time to think about this now. After looking around, he got up and climbed out of the plastic tent. The clothes on his body looked dirty, but fortunately, the smell was not sour. It should be when the body was reorganized. She did it.

After getting out of the plastic tent, Liangcai clearly saw that this was a rooftop on the top floor. At this time, the sky was going to be dark. Except for her, there were not many people standing outside, but the dense plastic tent showed that there should be a lot of people here.

"Where was he thrown?" Cong Liang stepped onto a concrete platform, glanced on tiptoe, and roughly determined the location of the door, then jumped down and walked towards the door.

"Go down from the roof to a room on the fourth floor, you have to hurry up, the fog is coming, if you inhale it, you will be unconscious, and maybe you will be bitten by something."

Cong Liang stepped up from a path in the middle of the tent, and when he hurried to the entrance of the rooftop, he was stopped by a man with a full beard.

"It's getting dark, what are you doing?" The man shoved Cong Liang's shoulder unceremoniously, "You can't go out after locking the door."

Congliang was pushed back, her shoulders slanted back, but her feet were firmly nailed to the ground like nails, and there was no conflict. She would come back in a while, so she had to say kindly, "I'm going out to find someone, big brother. help."

The man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly glanced behind her, Cong Liang turned back, and saw a fat man walking behind him.

"What's the matter?" the fat man asked.

"She's going out to find someone." Beard and Fatty laughed together, and Fatty asked, "Going to find Ding Mao?"

Cong Liang nodded, but the bearded man smiled and shook his head, "Already dead."

Cong Liang's back stiffened, his hair almost stood up, and his face changed in a flash. The system quickly said in his mind, "I'm not dead or dead, don't listen to his nonsense."

"Get out of the way." Cong Liang was too lazy to talk nonsense with the two of them, he stretched out his hand to flick the beard that was blocking the door, and then pulled the lock.

The whiskers were staggered, and he didn't care about the strength that came out of Liang Shi, he just sneered, "Now put on a few hairs, I just carried them out to let you take a look, but you don't even look at them, let out a lot of air. Little, my legs are rotten and I can't survive, I'm guessing they've all been eaten by rats at this moment..."

Congliang didn't have time to listen to him fart, and he didn't even want to delay turning around and kicking him. The lock was locked, but the thumb-thick lock was pulled open by Congliang. With a "click", Congliang took the lock Violence is broken, open the door and walk out.

Fatty and Beard were stunned in place. After a while, Fatty reacted the fastest, and hurried over to push the door closed, pressing his body against it, lest the rat would take the opportunity to get in.

"You didn't **** lock the door?" Fatty scolded the bearded man with his eyes wide open.

"I'm locked! It's getting dark, how could I not lock the door!" Beard also stared at him, and the two of them saw that the lock beam on the side of the lock on the ground was directly pulled out.

Nianliang didn't have time to pay attention to the reaction of the two people. He opened the door and followed the system's instructions and ran down the stairs. He went down to the fourth floor in one breath. , although it was mentally prepared in advance, it still almost collapsed.

Before this abandoned office building, Ding Mao was lying on his back on a desk that was some distance from the ground. He just glanced at it and tears fell from his eyes. She had been stabbed with a knife due to her sour appetite because of hunger. Her heart throbbed together, and with the rancid smell coming from the pavement, she gritted her teeth and retched.

Congliang retched twice, ran over in three steps and two steps, one foot stepped on a rat who was jumping and chewing on Dingmao's drooping fingers. With a "squeak", the entire rat was trampled into a blood cake. Cong Liang rudely wiped his eyes with his cuffs, and saw Ding Mao, whose eyes were swollen and unrecognizable, on the right side of the sofa on the sofa, his heart was severely torn open.

The tears opened, and in a blur, Cong Liang's voice whimpered like a puppy, shaking her hands and touching Ding Mao's uneven face, the heat almost burned her fingertips.

The system was also shocked by this heavy-handed plot. Seeing Congliang's distressed virtue, he wanted to speak several times in the space, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

Congliang pressed her throat and cried a few times before she stopped crying. She used her sleeves to wipe her eyes red, and with a sullen face, she first tore Ding Mao's trousers and checked the wound. Xi couldn't see that the original color cloth was wrapped, and the pus with a rancid smell flowed out along the wound.

Congliang was trembling all over. When I didn't see it, I just read the plot and felt bad, but it's okay to say that the eldest baby who met her was really hurt like this.

He touched Huisheng Pill in the direct space and wanted to feed Ding Mao, but he reached out his hand and felt empty, "Where's Huisheng Pill?"

From the Lianghou system, "Bring it to me the fuck!"

"Calm down!" the system said, "His vital signs are fairly stable, but he is infected, and it's not that serious."

"So! Give me the medicine!" Congliang roared again, "How can it be serious if it's not **** serious..." Congliang's tone was wrong. After all, he has lived three lifetimes, and he basically meets people in his life. Everything can be calm, but when it comes to the big baby, she can only feed the dog in her three lives, and she can't control her emotions.

"You gave him Huisheng Pills, yes, he can come back to life immediately, can run and jump, and then what?" the system asked Congliang, "Then what do you do?! How do you explain it? A fairy girl from the sky? Or should I be treated as a monster again? Ding Mao is not blind."

Cong Liangzheng smoked, choked, wiped his eyes again, finally calmed down a little, took a deep breath, first took out a few bottles of nutrient solution, squeezed Ding Mao's mouth and poured it in, then put Ding Mao's leg on Ding Mao's leg. The straps that were tied were torn apart, and he took off his coat and stuffed it in Ding Mao's mouth.

Cong Liang raised her head and glanced out the window. It was about to get dark. She sniffed and lowered her head to kiss Dingmao's impersonal face, "I love you baby, bear with me."

Congliang pressed Ding Mao's leg, without any equipment, and directly stretched out his hands to squeeze the rotten flesh and pus and blood together on both sides of the wound. He thought that at least he would be kicked or violently shaken, but her elbows tried to suppress her legs. She just twitched slightly, snorted twice, and then no matter what she did, there was no response, and she had already passed out.

From Liang’s own back, he can calmly rub it up and wait for it to recover on its own. When it comes to Da Bao’er, he is so distressed that he can’t breathe. After wiping the pus and blood on the edge of the clothes, I took out the gel from the system space and smeared it up.

He had smeared six or seven bottles of gel, and there was nowhere to paste it. Even Ding Mao was bitten off by a mouse, and he ripped off his clothes and wrapped the medicine bag before picking up Ding Mao. out of the house.

It was already dark, and the fog had spread out at some point. Cong Liang walked to the door with Ding Mao in his arms, and stretched out his hand to open the door.

"Don't! The fog is coming up, you are in the house first..."

The door was already open, and Cong Liang was holding a large man in his arms. His hands and feet were fast. As the door opened, mist poured in. He was holding his breath subconsciously, but who would have expected the system to shout in his head. , she sucked it in in one breath, and her legs and feet softened instantly...

system:"…"

Cong Liang: "Fuck..."

If I fainted here, I don't have to wait to wake up. I guess I'll be bitten to death. Cong Liang bit the tip of his tongue, but he didn't feel any pain. He **** again in his heart, holding an adult man in his arms and kneeling on the ground with one knee. The sound card is brittle.

With a slip of his wrist, Ding Mao slipped out from the crook of his arm, and Cong Liang rushed forward regardless, feeling that he had used up all his energy to suckle and poop, so he used his arm as a buffer, not directly Let Ding Mao fall to the ground.

Cong Liang shook his head, his neck was so soft that he couldn't support it, his head was buckled on Ding Mao's chest, and the sour smell was sour.

The author has something to say: After getting well...

Congliang to Xiao Wushu: I love you Baoer

Uncle Fifth: ...I choose dog leash.