C30 The Food Was a Little Poor

It had to be said that the coming of the end of days had caused a great deal of irrational things to happen.

For example, those felons with sinful hands could actually sit together with the police for a meeting.

Or for example.

Wu Feng and Grassy had become partners with Lu Yao in a short conversation.

"Officer Lu..."

"You're finally here!"

"Captain Zhang is distributing food to everyone in the room!"

"He said that it was hard work during the battle and that he wanted to have some supper. Captain Zhang asked me to bring it to you!"

Suddenly, when Lu Yao, Wu Feng, and the green grass braved the rain and walked out of the duty room, a woman wearing a white T-shirt and black police pants ran over.

In her hand was a box of instant noodles.

Obviously, this was the midnight snack she was talking about.

Furthermore, it was given to her by the fat Captain Zhang.

"Haha!"

"Inspector Lu, your food treatment is a little low!"

"As a director, you eat this?"

Before Lu Yao could say anything, Wu Feng had already walked up to her. He took the cup noodles from the girl and flipped them a few times before throwing them to Lu Yao.

"What do you know?"

"It's a very special time, and I save a lot of money!"

"It's already good enough that you can have instant noodles to eat!" Lu Yao was not angry. She rolled her eyes at Wu Feng and then pointed at the woman in front of her and introduced her to Wu Feng.

"This is Zhou Meng!"

"She can be considered my best friend!"

"Oh right, I don't know your name yet."

Lu Yao first told him the identity of the girl in the white t-shirt, and when she was about to introduce Wu Feng, she slapped her forehead. She realized that she had already reached an agreement with Wu Feng, and she had forgotten to ask for Wu Feng's name.

Of course, in the post-apocalyptic era, the name of a person sometimes didn't matter.

"I, Wu Feng!"

"Nice to meet you, Miss Zhou!"

When Wu Feng heard that the girl in the white t-shirt seemed to be one of his own, he put away his hostility.

He thought that the girl was just giving Lu Yao some instant noodles.

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"Ya!"

"What a beautiful little sister!"

"So Lu, this is...?" The girl in the white T-shirt, Zhou Meng, shyly nodded at Wu Feng. But then, she looked at the little girl whose hair was wet from the rain.

The little girl had a good night's sleep and now she seemed to be much more energetic.

In addition, the blood stains on her body had been washed away by the rain, which made her look even cuter.

"Oh!"

"This little girl is called Grass!"

"She's Mr. Wu's companion!" This time, Lu Yao answered very quickly.

The three of them chatted and laughed as they walked through the parking lot of the gas station and entered the house next door.

This house was quite well-decorated.

Although there were some blood stains on the ground, it still couldn't hide the expensive mahogany floor.

Furthermore, the furniture, decorations, and style of this house were all very classical.

It gave off a steady and imposing feeling.

With a single glance, one could tell that they were from a rich family.

In the living room, a dozen or so men were each holding a bowl of instant noodles and chewing on it.

These people all had different postures.

The several people in police uniforms obviously had a higher status. Some of them were sitting on the sofa, while others were sitting on the wooden bench.

As for the criminals who were dressed in messy clothes, they were all sitting cross-legged on the ground.

More than a dozen different faces all looked over when they saw Lu Yao walk in.

However, the fatty Captain Zhang and the poison dragon were nowhere to be seen.

"Wang Wei, Zhao Qiang!"

" Where did Captain Zhang and Poison Dragon go? "

Lu Yao's gaze swept over the dozen or so people and very quickly, her eyebrows raised as she looked at the two men in police uniforms.

One of the two was a youth who had a simple and honest face and was sitting on the sofa like a wooden block.

The other was a middle-aged man who had a dim face and was holding Wei Chong in his arms.