Death Maniac

Chapter 367 Second goods are inherently contagious, please be careful!

In fact, Qiyu and Wu Biao didn't think it was strange for this guy's mental performance, because it was a group of psychopaths who could break through the genetic lock from human beings to become weirdos.

It's just that the other party's speech made them ignore the smell, because what they think in their minds is more disgusting than the smell...

"But--!!!"

The poop freak changed the subject, with murderous intent on his face: "You humans don't know what to do, and this beautiful love has been polluted. All kinds of junk food, polluted gas is everywhere, seriously affecting the taste of poop. Poison in the stool!!! So..."

"I want to save this world, so that there will be no junk food in the world, no various polluting gases, so that everyone can produce the best poop!!"

Wu Biao and Qiyu nodded, and said in unison: "Well, I support your goal!"

"Qiyu, let's take refuge too." Brother Biao turned his head and glanced at Qiyu: "Or do you want to stay here and perform the duties of a hero?"

"……no!"

Qiyu shook his head resolutely: "After listening to what he said, the idea of ​​throwing a telephone pole at him... I dare not have it..." Qiyu couldn't help cursing, if he knew it, he would come back after listening to the report.

This is pure mental pollution, Qi Yu even suspects that he may dream of big... ice cream without a cone when he sleeps at night.

"Hey, aren't you heroes? Are you ashamed not to help when you see innocent people suffering?" someone yelled.

"I'm not a hero."

"I do it out of interest."

Before the words fell, the two guys ran away at a faster speed than when they came...

"So fast."

The pupils of the poop monster... they could be regarded as pupils, and they shrunk directly into the eyes of a needle. He looked at the place where the two disappeared with a full face, and praised: "What a fast speed, such a powerful hero, did not destroy me. Sure enough, you Do you also understand the charm of poop?"

Brother Biao resisted and did not turn around to fuck him...

Of course, this means that the world here has no energy, and you cannot use the Guanyin Temple card vitality bomb, otherwise Brother Biao would have thrown one in the past...

As for those innocent people who survived in shit, both Wu Biao and Qi Yu clearly expressed four words: there is nothing to help!
Just kidding, without the ability to throw Kunai eight hundred miles away, who would dare to challenge that great god...

At least Brother Biao didn't dare, and neither did Qiyu!

These two guys were so frightened that they didn't even dare to go home, and ran directly to the shelter.

certainly--

There is a reason for this!

Wu Biao's memory is basically up and down, but there are certain things that Brother Biao will never forget, so as soon as he entered the seventh refuge, Wu Biao yelled at the top of his throat:
"What about the food, take out the food quickly, don't be polite to me, I know you have stored food for a week here."

His sudden voice startled Qi Yu beside him, but then his eyes lit up, and he threw the weirdo over there out of his mind in a blink of an eye.

The beautiful administrator whom I met last time came out of the crowd with a smile on her face. When she saw Wu Biao's extremely conspicuous bald head and Qiyu's unchanging sportswear, the smile on her face suddenly froze.

He stared at the two people in front of him for a long time with a pair of dead fish eyes.

MDZZ, why are these two guys here again—!
However, the Heroes' Association is, after all, an organization that raises funds from the public, and the Heroes' Association cannot refuse the people's most basic food and water requirements.

So the beautiful administrator glared fiercely at Brother Biao for a while, and brought Wu Biao and Qiyu to the food warehouse with bitter hatred on his face.

good guy...

All the compressed biscuits and mineral water piled up a warehouse, no wonder the woman said so confidently last time that it was enough for everyone to last for a week.

But it’s no wonder that compressed biscuits are undoubtedly the best choice because they are the easiest to carry, occupy the smallest space, and are still full.

Wu Biao and Qi Yu didn't care too much. It's not bad to have a stutter today when they didn't get hunting. It doesn't matter what he eats, it's better than eating...

The two looked at each other, and shook their heads to shake off the horrible thoughts in their minds. They didn't talk nonsense, and the two who had been hungry since yesterday jumped directly onto the pile of biscuits.

Saitama is okay, at least he still eats a normal person, eat some biscuits and drink some water to puff up.

But on the one hand, Brother Biao's eating behavior made the beautiful administrator tremble with fear, for fear that the biscuit in his stomach would puff up and explode suddenly...

But after a few minutes, the beautiful administrator realized that he was thinking too much, and he didn't know how many compressed biscuits he had eaten. The stomach of this dead bald man didn't even bulge, it was like a bottomless pit.

And the most shameful thing is that this guy stuffed it into his clothes while eating, which made Qiyu stunned for a while, but after thinking about it, the two of us were in poverty...

Saitama also secretly stuffed biscuits into his clothes.

The beautiful administrator frowned, seeing the two bastards eating and packing in front of her, the corner of her mouth twitched suddenly: "Do you need a few boxes of mineral water for you?"

"No, we have all the water in our house!" Brother Biao didn't hear the implied sarcasm of the beautiful administrator at all, but Qiyu could hear it, but seeing that Brother Biao didn't stop eating and stuffing, he couldn't help it. keep stuffing...

Comparing face with hunger, don't you need to think about which is more important?

"..."

The corner of the beautiful waiter's eyes twitched, but in the end there was no good reason to stop it. It was just a compressed biscuit, and it was nothing valuable. How much could these two people take away?
It's just that she will regret it in the future, because for a long time in the future, this bald white coat and black-haired sportswear will be like her own home. As long as there is no food and the shelter is opened again, I promise to come here to get some biscuits go again.

In the end, only the black-haired young man came by himself, probably near Zhu Zhechi, he also became bald, wearing a strange outfit, and came to receive biscuits when he had nothing to do...

Closer to home, after glaring at the two of them for a while, the beautiful administrator seemed to suddenly remember something, and said very proudly: "Now our seventh refuge is truly perfect. In this week, not only the damage has been repaired, but also the defense has been strengthened." , even the toilets are built, if the two of you want to make it convenient...uh..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw that the movement of eating in the bald white coat stopped, and the movement of stuffing biscuits in the black-haired sportswear also stopped, and they all looked at her directly.

The beautiful administrator was furious: "What do you want to do?"

"Can you not mention 'convenience'!!!"

"..."

This evacuation lasted for half a day, and the disaster was finally lifted.

It is said that it was a young girl who flew the pile of feces flying several kilometers away, and rescued the people who escaped from the feces.

Wu Biao and Qiyu didn't go into details either, because they really didn't want to recall the scene at that time.

……

(End of this chapter)