I will plant a field in the last days

Jing Shu said: "There is another advantage to taking this short route. You can make another fortune on the way, and it will be more exciting. But taking this long route will naturally reduce your income."

Yang Yang gave a thumbs up: "As expected of you, Jing Shu."

Jing Shu: "It's a prize, a prize, so it's pretty clear which way to go, right?"

Mamahas swallowed his saliva and said: "No way, right? At this time, there are wolves in front and tigers in the back. Do you still want to take this dangerous road? I, I, I still have the life to return to Mas ?"

Jay patted Mamahas sympathetically, "Don't you understand them yet? If they don't want crazy things, why would they come here where there are so many dangers? Whether they are alive or not...is secondary, but the food here is really good."

Speaking of the issue of food, Mamahas admitted that although the Chinese regiment was full of shortcomings, cruel and ruthless, and even plucked geese's feathers, leaving no grass growing wherever they passed, their food was so good that he couldn't help but touch it. Touching his belly, the Chinese people don't pretend to be pregnant. In the past few days, his belly has grown twice as big. He not only eats three meals a day, but also has a snack.

And the staple food is not their messy wild vegetables mixed with unknown mosquito meat, rat meat, green sauce and yellow sauce, but their Chinese delicacies.

Speaking of which, the people in the Huaxia Group are still very good at eating. They bought a lot of food from the place where they exchanged wine. I originally thought they could last for a month, but they finished it in just ten days.

How to fix it?

Then just ask Jingshu to buy a batch.

Besides, my trip to the Middle East this time was far more rewarding than I imagined, so wouldn’t the funds come up? So Boss Zhou waved his hand and used his contribution points to buy food extravagantly.

It just so happened that Jing Shu was about to get rid of thousands of bags of flour and rice that she had stocked before the end of the world, and didn't this hit it off?

Most of the food before the end of the world was kept in the space. Jingshu disliked the aroma of the rice they had no space to grow. The products produced in the space must be high-quality. Although it was a bit troublesome, as she had to grind the flour and shell it herself, Jingshu's picky taste came naturally. After eating the output of space, I was no longer interested in the food I had stocked up to last for decades.

I haven't given them all away over the years, but now I just sold them to Mr. Zhou. After these big eaters finish eating, no one will look into them.

Indeed, after the people in the team ate the fragrant rice and noodles, they would still wonder why Captain Jingshu brought so many things when he came out to purchase goods.

But now, haha, if Captain Jingshu didn't bring some of these things, they would still feel unfamiliar and strange. After all, Captain Jingshu can even carry tons of people with water!

As the food level increases, the team becomes more cohesive and motivated.

Jie also shut up, Mamahas also shut up. Now they are all prisoners, eating the fragrant rice every day, and living one more day if they can.

As a result, the route to Saudi Arabia was completely decided.

A huge fleet of ships sailed like the wind along this strait line.

It can be said that the heavenly group passes through the border, and not a single blade of grass grows.

As long as a ship passes by and is detected from a distance, it must quickly turn around and stay away from this fleet of hundreds of ships.

A whole day passed, and we encountered several fleets along the way, but before Tiantuan's fleet could find trouble, they turned around and ran away.

Just as Jing Shu was lamenting, she had chosen the wrong route. She originally thought she could make a fortune on the road, but no one seemed to be very cooperative.

At night, the members of the Chinese bodyguard team held another meeting.

The content of the meeting was: If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. He should be chased by soldiers. Why is there no one to chase him when he is almost there?

They didn't even cover their whereabouts this time, but they were quiet.

At this time, someone in the conference room finally asked uncertainly: "Do you think they are holding back their bad intentions and thinking that when we stop, they will send us a big missile and kill us all? "

"Impossible. You have to know that there are still a hundred guns and ammunition in our fleet this time. Those are supplies brought from a military base. These supplies are precious. They will definitely find a way to get them back, let alone Probably with large weapons."

These guns and ammunition are protective talismans and precious materials. The opponent will definitely not bomb them with large weapons, but they will never let them go.

So, what's going on?

Jingshu played with the skin that was divided into countless pieces in front of her eyes and said to herself, "Did you leak our whereabouts?"

In another luxurious palace, the lights are brightly lit, the crystal lamps reflect the dazzling light, and elegant and noble music plays.

Here is a banquet hall, where gentlemen and ladies dance beautiful and moving dance music to the music of piano and violin.

Some people were holding red wine, and some were sitting in the corner enjoying music.

If you only look at the lower body, you will find that half of it is human feet and half of it is not human feet.

If you only look at the upper body, half of it is human, but half of it doesn't look human.

The music and environment are normal, but the people don't look like humans. Those who don't know better think that there are some monsters gathered here.

Those who were dancing normally were smiling, but extremely stiff. If you looked carefully, you could see slight trembling on their bodies and unknown liquid flowing down their feet.

There was a "pop" sound.

The red wine glass fell to the ground, shattering into pieces, and the precious red wine was all over the place.

A pair of long scarlet tongues quickly licked them clean, including the glass shards.

The music stopped, everyone stopped and looked at the banquet hall stage, the woman on the throne.

The woman was wearing a noble red dress and red high heels, lying lazily on the throne, her lips were full of bright red liquid, I don't know if it was red wine or red blood.

"Sorry, I scared you. Keep dancing. What do you want me to do?"

The music started again, and just when everyone was about to continue dancing, a strange sound suddenly came. The sound sounded like something was stuck in the middle of the throat, or like the sound of some creature being extremely hungry. .

Some people finally collapsed and fell to their knees on the ground, crying and cursing something.

Then the pair of scarlet tongues rolled up the crying man on the ground and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The music continued, lyrical and relaxed, with a minor tune that was extremely elegant, but the sound of chewing coming from time to time was extremely harsh in the banquet hall.

The clicking sound was like a meat grinder grinding meat at high speed, even breaking the bones.

Some people started dancing, some started drinking, and the party seemed to go on.