Sixty-Three You Are Breaking the Law

In the ward, Chen Jiao's bed was full of food, all kinds of biscuits, egg yolk pie and chocolate, all of which she collected while An Ran and Hu Jia were on the fifth floor. Jiao stood up from the bed, looked directly at An Ran, and shouted with raised eyebrows:

"You don't know how to knock when you enter the door? Is there something wrong with you?!"

"Give me something to eat!" An Ran didn't talk nonsense to Chen Jiao, she stood at the door and explained her purpose directly.

However, Chen Jiao laughed. There are some girls who are sloppy and charming, but they don't give it, they just can't stand An Ran's arrogance. How about it? She really wanted to make things difficult for An Ran, so she said:

"Why? I found these things, why should I give them to you?"

Well, there is no need to say anything, An Ran rushed up and went straight forward, like a shrew, blocking Chen Jiao's bedside, her aggressive appearance was also a bit scary, not waiting for Chen Jiao to be stunned. scolded, she raised her voice:

"Chen Jiao!!! I am a person who has killed zombies. In the past ten days, I have killed no less than 200 zombies on the fourth and fifth floors. I don't care about killing one more human being. Next time you do this again. If you don't know the situation, I stabbed you directly, so you don't have to worry about it!"

The food I eat now is probably very sensitive to people. The food is limited, and there is only so much in total. If anyone still dominates the food to take Joe, it will really kill people!

"You dare!" Chen Jiao was frightened by An Ran, and tears flowed unconsciously. Looking at An Ran, she hated, "You are breaking the law by doing this."

"Breaking the law?" An Ran raised her head and laughed like a broken jar, "In such a place where rituals and music collapsed, what I do is reasonable!"

She has a bit of a sense of political power in the barrel of a gun. Seeing that Hu frame is not up to expectations, she is always indulging in Chen Jiao with the image of a good man. .

Obviously a person who has never done anything, but has the idea that whoever finds the material is who is who, this thought must be restrained, otherwise Chen Jiao will become more and more excessive.

To have such a strong attitude, An Ran herself was actually surprised. Maybe she killed too many zombies. She used to have a quarrel with her ex-husband. Shouting and threatening, she didn't know if it was bad.

But not bad, how can she endure Chen Jiao's bullying while killing zombies.

Then, seeing that Chen Jiao was still trying to make excuses, An Ran took out the fruit knife in her hand and pointed at Chen Jiao.

It was at this time that An Ran realized the benefits of violence. She realized that as long as she had a knife in her hand, if she encountered anything that could not be communicated with, she would speak directly with the knife, and the order would be much smoother.

Then An Ran tilted her head and said to Hu Jiao, who was looking worried behind her, "Take the things and let's go back to the fifth floor."

Hu Jie didn't move, his face was a little hesitant, An Ran looked back at Hu Jie and shouted, "Come on, your son Hewen is still upstairs, he might wake up now."

He might wake up when he hears the text, and Hu Jiao no longer hesitates. He goes forward and finds a large plastic bag from the bedside table of his 17-bed, and swept all the supplies on Chen Jiao's bed into the plastic bag. After hesitating for a while, glanced at An Ran, took out a large bag of unopened Zhenzhi chocolate biscuits from the plastic bag, and placed them on Chen Jiao's bed.