infinite boiling

Chapter 311 The Newcomer and the Twelve Model Contest Girls
I found a small restaurant in the small town and asked for half a catty of meat buns and two meat buns for a dinner. After dawdling for more than an hour, Tang Zheng began to walk to the rural fields on foot, looking for sparsely populated places. At nine o'clock, the teleportation began.

"It seems a little early today!" Tang Zheng glanced at the crescent moon hanging in the night sky, squatted on the ground, tried not to expose the target as much as possible, regained his vision, and entered the familiar room with pale white walls.

"Hey, Silver, why am I the first again?" Tang Zheng looked around, and after making sure nothing had changed, he walked to the door, but unfortunately the door handle still couldn't be turned, so he asked, "This door can't be opened?" To where?"

The black cube remained on the central floor without answering.

The transmission continued. This time it was a couple who were about 60 years old. They seemed to have just experienced a life-and-death separation. The old woman was wearing a white hospital gown, lying on the ground with a pale face, while the old man held her with one hand, The other hand holds a handful of pills.

"Where is this place?" The old woman woke up, straightened her waist, looked around blankly, then looked at her husband, and just about to say something, she found the pill in his hand, the blood on her face faded away, and she said anxiously, "Are you really taking sleeping pills?"

"I think you might be lonely if you go alone." The old man smiled honestly, then frowned, and looked at Tang Zheng, "Young man, what is this place?"

Before Tang Zheng could answer, the old man looked at his wife with concern again, "Is there something wrong with your body?"

"After entering this room, all diseases on the body will disappear." Tang Zheng hesitated, but decided to tell them, "But you are already dead."

"Dead? That's fine." The old man's face was very calm, and he held his wife's hand tightly. "It seems that we will never be separated."

"It really is the sunset red without desire!" A seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth teleported in, chewing gum, stretched his neck, and stared at Tang Zheng. Automatic rifle, wearing a uniform of American soldiers, and carrying a 03-liter combat backpack.

"Hello, newcomer, I'm Liu Heng." The young man walked towards Tang Zheng, deliberately playing with the gun on his chest, trying to arouse Tang Zheng's envy.

"Can this kind of thing survive?" Tang Zheng nodded. Seeing this guy's state and expression, he guessed his identity. The conqueror went to other Trojan horse rooms as foreign aid in the last round, so the newcomer They must have fought alone, "Is the difficulty low, or is there a sharp leader who led them to survive?"

"Hey, Brother Gao Yu." This time it was a muscular young man who teleported in. When Liu Heng saw him, he immediately greeted him, left Tang Zheng and ran over, showing off, "Look at my camouflage. Like, ordered online, real military products."

After Liu Heng finished speaking, he stamped his feet a few times to show off the brand new desert military boots on his feet.

"I spent tens of thousands of dollars on this military product. Look, the extreme force jackknife is genuine!" Gao Yu was also dressed in American style, but with an M88 helmet on his head, he was waving a Show off the jackknife to Liu Heng.

"Hey, why did you teleport it so early?" A girl who was at most 20 years old teleported in from the upper body, with red hair dyed and wearing pajamas. She was fumbling with her hands, with a panicked expression on her face, "Backpack Where? Where's the gun?"

Since the arm hadn't finished teleporting, this action looked weird, and the old couple was already frightened.

"Don't panic, Huihui, I brought a lot of supplies, and your share is indispensable." Liu Heng stared at the girl's chest, then quickly moved away, very shy.

"Phew, it's a good thing I got it." Tan Hui held the backpack in one hand, tugged at the belt of the M4A1 with the grenade launcher attached, heaved a sigh of relief, and then said with a smile on his face, "How do you spend those millions?" Lost? If I knew it earlier, I would have exchanged it for US dollars. I checked the exchange rate yesterday, and we lost more than 100 million yuan."

Seeing the three survivors who had exchanged renminbi like himself, Tang Zheng regained his mental balance. He was looking forward to seeing the bitter expressions they would show when they learned that exchanging renminbi was the stupidest way of consumption.

This time, a pair of 27 and 1.9-year-old young men and women were transmitted. The man was Kongwu powerful, over [-] meters tall, with dark skin. He was holding a watermelon knife in his hand at this time. The woman was sitting on the ground with tears streaming down her face. She was wearing a big sweater and a pair of loose trousers on her lower body, which made her belly look even bigger. She was obviously six or seven months pregnant.

"Robbers?" Liu Heng was taken aback, raised his Type 03 automatic rifle nervously, aimed at the man, and shouted, "Don't move."

"Idiot, I haven't pulled the bolt yet." Gao Yukala pulled the bolt with a sound, and pointed the M200 sniper rifle in his hand at him.

After Tan Hui froze for a moment, he dropped his backpack, held the gun in both hands, and aimed at the man.

The man carrying the watermelon knife was also taken aback by the black muzzle of the gun, but instead of dropping the knife, he stared at them viciously.

"Don't shoot, he's my husband." The pregnant wife shouted, and everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's going on?" Gao Yu was the oldest, so he naturally took on the responsibility of asking.

"My wife was hit by someone, can't I kill her?" The dark-skinned man shouted without any fear, "With three steam dogs, who are you scaring?"

"Then do you want to try it?" Liu Heng was young and energetic, and the real gun in his hand was underestimated by others, so he couldn't swallow this breath.

"Don't." The pregnant wife stopped Liu Heng, struggled to stand up, and cursed, "Chu Baichuan, are you trying to piss me off?"

"Slow down, wife." Chu Baichuan quickly ran to his wife's side, his face was full of tenderness, "Don't move your baby."

"What kind of place is this?" Chu Baichuan helped his wife up, and after asking, he was still a little unwilling, "If I don't kill the bastard driver who caused the accident, I feel aggrieved."

"You are all dead." Tan Hui frowned and muttered, but his pregnant wife heard it, and her body trembled suddenly.

"It's also possible. I saw that you were lying in a pool of blood. You just wanted to cut that guy, but you got hit too." Chu Baichuan was so nervous that he obviously didn't understand the meaning of Tan Hui's words, and he didn't respond until a few seconds later. He came over and asked, "What did you say? We are all dead?"

"Yes." This time it was a young man with a height of 1.8 meters who was teleported in. He had a well-proportioned body and slightly dark skin. He looked like he had been exercising all year round.

He has short hair, a pair of flat mirrors with a black frame, a black suit, a pair of black leather shoes, a black mountaineering bag, and even a black shirt and tie. .

"Brother Zongqi, you're here." Liu Heng and the others immediately greeted Zongqi, and Tan Hui's eyes shone with admiration.

"This is the captain?" Tang Zheng just moved his eyes over, and found that the young man named Zong Qi had just withdrawn his peripheral vision from the corner of his eyes to look at him.

"Uncle, I'm here." Lu Fan carried a backpack, teleported into the room, ran to Tang Zheng immediately, then snorted, grabbed his trousers, and whispered, "Last round of work Four down? This outfit has a lot of personality."

Tantai Zongqi nodded to the three younger brothers, then walked to the wall, sat down with his knees hugged, browsed the list of Trojan horses with his watch, muttered, and asked some questions to the smart phone in the watch.

Everyone quickly looked away from the guy in black, and looked at the two border guards who were being teleported. As soon as they came in, the astonishment on their faces was fleeting, and they quickly made tactical moves, half-squatting On the ground, at the same time, he grabbed the Type 81 automatic rifle hanging on his chest, and guarded the surroundings. One of them warned loudly, "Put down the gun!"

"Don't be impulsive, we are our own people." Gao Yu quickly explained, and the two border guards relaxed their vigilance a little.

"Is it an M200 sniper rifle? Common people can't buy it." One of the PLA soldiers' eyes fell on Gao Yu's gun, his face full of envy.

"Type 03 automatic rifle, have you seen it?" Liu Heng showed off his firearm, but got two supercilious eyes.

Heck, a fat man hiccupped, spit out the smell of alcohol, turned over on his back, yelled twice to find the lady, and then fell asleep again.

Then a young man with his younger brother, who was about twelve or thirteen years old, teleported into the room. Just as he was about to ask what this place was, an urban management officer entangled with a peddler in a green army coat and teleported in.

"Damn it, you actually stabbed me with a knife." The urban management officer let go of his hand covering his stomach, heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no blood, then rushed over with gritted teeth, and slammed at the peddler who was lying on the ground. kick.

The peddler turned pale from fright, thinking he had stabbed someone to death, but now seeing that the city management was fine, he had lost the courage to resist, and just hugged his head to protect his vitals, letting himself be beaten and scolded.

"Stop." Two border guards rushed forward, one cut his hands behind his back and subdued the urban management, and the other helped the peddler up.

The urban management was swearing, but then he shut his mouth and stared at him in disbelief with wide-eyed eyes.

This time, a total of twelve girls were sent. They were all wearing bold and revealing three-point swimsuits, but they had a round number plate pinned to their waists. At this moment, Yingyingyanyan was communicating with each other, causing the room to overflow immediately. A piece of fleshy flowers, white and tender thighs and arms everywhere.

"It's the girls who participated in the National Model Contest. I've seen their competitions." Liu Heng became excited and shouted, "That's Yu Peilan, the most popular champion contender."

Tang Zheng only glanced at it before looking away. He opened the list of Trojan horses. He could buy four kinds of vehicle driving methods for [-] points. Of course, if he chose a helicopter, he would be able to drive all types of vehicles, but not fighter jets and civil aviation.

"Uncle, buy it when you have Wuzhi, it's a waste to buy it now." Lu Fan sniffed, she was looking at the price of the vehicle, and then she became disgraced, she couldn't bear it, it was too expensive.

(End of this chapter)