I Am Picking Up Attributes in the Last Days.

Called three times in a row, but there was no reply, which proved that the person was still a thousand meters away and could not be heard at all.

"No, I don't worry, go and have a look! Anyway, Houcheng is not far away, it only takes a few minutes! Maybe I can bring it back directly!"

Yang Hao frowned tightly, and said something, and rose through the air.

For the road he walked once, he is confident that he can find it again.

"Master, we are with you..."

Cai Jing was still worried about him, so she hurriedly followed and shouted.

"You don't need to, watch my parents! I can handle anything! Light the bonfire!"

Yang Hao didn't want to disperse the staff, if there was another problem, it would be even more troublesome.

After Fang Qingqing and the other women figured it out, they gave up continuing to follow and fell to the ground one after another.

That's all for now.

However, the surrounding people didn't understand why Yang Hao flew away, they just thought they had discovered some terrifying evolutionary beast.

"Oh my God, the last days are really too miserable, and our lives are too miserable!"

"That's right, at least the Young Marshal is here, we're still alive, aren't we better than the dead?"

"Thank you Goddess, thank you, you are our patron saints!"

Many people at the scene, soldiers holding weapons, only remembered to thank Yu Nu and others while discussing.

They all stepped forward and bowed, shouting thank you.

Gu Qingyi waved his hand, a gust of wind swept over him, helped up all the thank-you people, and said coldly:

"Okay, what you should do, do it! The injured people go to heal, our large army is coming, so avoid hurting you!"

The sound shook the world and instantly reached everyone's ears, letting them understand what was about to happen.

After many people retreated to the distance, they did not leave immediately, but stood where they were, whispering to each other, discussing:

"Sure enough, the news is true. The Young Marshal is going to be stationed here. I'm relieved!"

"Hey, with the Young Marshal Army, life is finally saved. It is this house, which should start to be built. The Yang Family Courtyard is not bad!"

"Just think about it, the Young Marshal is notoriously ruthless, never caring about the lives of the people. If you can survive, figure out a way for yourself!"

Everyone has different thoughts in their hearts, and when they look at the Young Marshal, they will have different angles and perspectives.

There is a devil living in my heart, everyone is a devil, probably so.

When they were discussing, many relatives of the Yang family went to Lao Yang's house, ready to make a good relationship.

It's also good not to mix up some food.

The end of the world broke out, food is scarce, and I haven't had enough to eat for a long time.

The Yang family has food!

The Yang family has a house!

If you don't go to Yang's house, where will you go?

Chapter 511 Strange Relatives

After they arrived, they sat in the living room in a big way, smelling the aroma of the food in the kitchen, and their saliva was left behind.

"Fifth brother, we are here, cook more food! I haven't had enough food for two months!"

Yang Hao's aunt yelled loudly.

"Oh, are you guys here? I've been in Lao Yang's house for more than [-] years, and I haven't seen as many people as today. Tell me, who are they?"

Sun Guiqin was lighting a fire, when he saw twenty or thirty people from Lao Yang's family rushing in, standing at the kitchen door with fire sticks, and said.

The uncle's house and the second uncle's house walked around a lot, but unfortunately they died among the zombies.

For the rest of them, the number of times they met was limited, and they couldn't even call out their names, let alone their specific relationship.

Hearing her unkind tone, Yang Chenguang's third brother stood up, took a big sip of tea with a delicate teapot, and started yelling:

"I'm your third brother, Yang Chenshui. My son is about the same age as Haozi. He used to be the general manager of a large company with an annual income of more than [-] yuan! Come and have a look today and ask your son to build me a big house!"

The sound broke through the roof, as if Yang Hao built him a house, and he should be rewarded.

Immediately afterwards, a little old man stood up, his clothes were all torn, and he was about to change into the shirt on the back of the chair next to him, and said loudly:

"I am Yang Hao's little grandfather, Yang Chenguang's old uncle. I have been hungry for ten days and half a month. Cook for me, build a house for me, and store food!"

While speaking, he had already put on Yang Hao's shirt, even if it was a little smaller, he still ignored it.

It's even more about relying on the old to sell the old, and spit everywhere.

"I can smell the aroma of chicken. I haven't eaten meat for a long time. Serve it up, bring it up. Serve up the chopsticks, fifth brother, hurry up, it's rare for me to come to your house once!"

"I think back then I lived in a villa and drove a BMW, but now it's like this!"

A middle-aged fat man, with a proud and unscrupulous face, shouted loudly.

"Yes, yes, serve the food first, we didn't eat in the morning!"