Under One Person: I, the Zombie King of the Ming Dynasty, was dug up

Chapter 61 61: Layout, a group of aliens appear out of nowhere!

The dilapidated unfinished building is covered with ivy and unknown vegetation, and abandoned pipes can be seen everywhere.

Normally no one would come into this abandoned factory, but at this moment it seemed quite lively.

Zhang Chulan lowered his hat: "It's so lively?"

"Are you scared?" Wang Zhenqiu smiled and even greeted other aliens, "Hi, welcome to join us."

The person he greeted was a foreigner.

The temporary workers in the southwest region speak terrible English.

"Fuck, why are you being so high-profile?" Zhang Chulan was so shocked that he looked around several times.

Wang Zhenqiu pursed his lips and said, "You look like someone who has done too many bad things and feels guilty. Be more natural, Bilian. Where is your previous energy?"

"They are still having a picnic! They have a lot of tricks, but there are too few seasonings!" Feng Baobao was drooling as he watched from the side.

A group of blond-haired and blue-eyed foreigners gathered together, eating roast chicken, drinking beer, singing and dancing. They did not look like they were participating in some illegal organization at all, but rather like a meeting of netizens.

Having said that, Feng Baobao wanted to walk towards the group of people.

Zhang Chulan's eyebrows twitched wildly, and she quickly pulled Feng Baobao back: "Sister Baoer, now is not the time to play around."

Feng Baobao was helpless: "Oh!"

Zhang Chulan rubbed his eyebrows, feeling something was not right!

The alien group mission issued by the hacker was naturally done by Er Zhuang.

It is to gather together some idle foreigners in Japan.

They were just a few temporary workers out on a mission, but they didn't expect so many people to come.

I didn't expect it to get so big.

Patriarch Lu still underestimated the temptation of the Divine Machine.

The Eight Wonderful Skills are well-known in the circle of extraordinary people. Patriarch Lu greatly underestimated the desire for the Eight Wonderful Skills in the world's extraordinary people.

The visitors were divided into three small groups.

Foreigners, Japanese, and fellow countrymen.

Each team is clearly separated and there is only rare communication.

This made Zhang Chulan feel much more at ease.

What would happen if these more than 300 strange people united together?

Zhang Chulan said with some resentment: "What exactly are we going to do?"

"Who knows? The company asked us to wait for Lu Hui and other senior colleagues." Wang Zhenqiu waved to the foreigners drinking next to him.

This bastard.
Zhang Chulan's veins were throbbing as he watched. This action was very dangerous!
Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted, "Let's drink to the Divine Machine!"

Everyone cheered and drank from their glasses, enjoying themselves like the 108 heroes at Liangshan Marsh.

Laughing and making noise
A group of temporary workers watched.

Xiao Zizai pushed his glasses and said, "I always feel that these people will end up miserably."

This was the game.

Being in a situation, they do not think about staying calm and seeking change, but are passionate and happy. These people are a mob and will be in big trouble.

Zhang Chulan tilted his head and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao, this is just right."

Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed: "I don't know what happened to them, but I know we are in trouble."

All temporary workers know this.

Because there were seven or eight people walking towards them, and their obvious target was them, the temporary workers.

The young man in the lead had a scar on his neck, leaving a long hair on his chin.

It was as if the wound was left accidentally by some sharp weapon that had stabbed him from the bottom up.

No matter what, this person is absolutely vicious and has a cold look in his eyes.

He rushed over and called out in a cold voice: "Zhang Chulan?"

Zhang Chulan’s head buzzed.

Who is this person?

"You know me?" Wang Zhenqiu sucked on his lollipop, a little surprised. Zhang Chulan shook his head: "Who are you?"

"Feng Hanfei." The young man smiled.

Zhang Chulan looked confused. He had never heard of it!
As soon as Feng Hanfei saw the college student's expression, he knew what he was thinking: "It doesn't matter if you don't know me, my brothers all know you."

As he spoke, he turned slightly to reveal the person behind him.

He was followed by seven or eight people, all of them were strong and sturdy, with a bandit-like air, and it was obvious that they were not from Japan in the right way.

Or maybe they are Chinese aliens who are involved in the underworld in Japan.

It is said that many bosses of Japanese underworld organizations are Chinese, but it is not known whether this is true or not.

More than people?
Zhang Chulan laughed. When did they, the temporary workers, become soft persimmons?
He rubbed his fists, shook his head, and snorted coldly.

"Shhhhh-"

The Japanese and Chinese alien groups, who were originally talking to themselves and doing their own things, all stood up.

This time there are nearly a hundred people.

Zhang Chulan's smile froze instantly: "Oh, this island country is so humid. I've only been here for a day and I already feel my joints are a little stiff. Let me move around."

After saying that, he actually started doing radio gymnastics openly.

Not only Feng Hanfei and his group were stunned, but even the temporary workers felt a little embarrassed.

It’s already this time, why are you still pretending to be innocent?

Do it if you don't accept it!

I'm talking about Feng Baobao.

Her body became ethereal, and she suddenly appeared in front of a wretched man with a messy hairdo, and then slapped him in the face.

Snapped--
Crisp and loud.

This was not a hit on the face of the guy with the chicken coop hair, this was a hit on the face of Feng Hanfei.

Feng Hanfei's face instantly turned red: "What are you doing, you crazy woman?"

This is also the doubt in Zhang Chulan's mind.

Big sister, the number three, two, one hasn’t been called yet.

Feng Baobao pointed at the chicken coop head with a serious face: "This person has dirty thoughts about me."

Feng Hanfei opened his mouth wide.

Sister, are you kidding me? We are all gangsters. Isn't it normal to have dirty thoughts about women?

Feng Baobao pouted and continued, "Xu Si said that, apart from ordinary people, I can teach any alien who has dirty thoughts about me a lesson."

Zhang Chulan's heart almost stopped beating.

That depends on the occasion!
It's not in our favor now, Sister Baoer.

The other temporary workers thought that what Feng Baobao said made some sense.

"Very good, since you took action first, you can't escape today." Feng Hanfei sneered with the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Chulan stood up: "What do you want to do?"

Feng Hanfei narrowed his eyes and looked Zhang Chulan up and down.

Zhang Chulan got goose bumps on his skin.

There's something wrong with that look.

Could it be that it was really directed at me?
"Since this woman hit us first, we must fight back!" Feng Hanfei lowered his eyes, with a sinister look hidden in his pupils.

Zhang Chulan stared and shouted, "Impossible."

Feng Baobao leaned forward with a nonchalant expression: "Sure, I can hit you and you can hit me too."

"Ah?" Zhang Chulan was surprised. "Sister Baoer"

"These are the rules of the underworld! I understand them." Feng Baobao stepped forward and looked like he was ready to fight.

Feng Hanfei clapped his hands and nodded repeatedly: "Chicken coop, go, now go over and give her a slap in the face."

Dividing line.
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