Chapter 193

"Brother Zhenghao, I have no credit and I have hard work. When I go back today, can you please brother Xin for me and let him let my daughter-in-law go?" A thin and equally black man said that he obviously had injuries, but he had powers.

Yes, they are going to Guangyao village, led by Li Zhenghao.

"Jiaming, you are stupid. Brother Xin doesn't own your daughter-in-law at all. It's your daughter-in-law who insists on following him!" Another one is a little taller than him, a man in his twenties, who is one meter seven or eight, but looks like a man in his thirties. He can't help saying that his eyes are full of sarcasm.

Li Jiaming, the skinny man, was a beautiful daughter-in-law when he was working outside. It was said that her family was poorer than Guangyao village at that time, so he was willing to follow Li Jiaming.

But I don't want to know how many people in the village I've been colluding with because of my beauty?

How many people secretly laugh at him now?

But I don't think Li Jiaming still doesn't give up.

"Bee, stop it!" Li Zhenghao's eyes flashed a sharp color, "they have weapons in their hands. How many people have come to take refuge in our village? Recently, zombies have become more and more fierce. Without their help, this village can't support it! "

Speaking of this, with a trace of sadness on his face, "it's good to be alive in this world now. My only hope now is that bailing doesn't have an accident on the road, and Baishan is still alive!"

Is that man here not Bai Ling's elder? Who didn't see bailing grow up?

Their younger generation are basically struggling outside. Up to now, they haven't seen their younger brothers and sisters or their children coming back from work?

Guangyao village is surrounded by two floors outside. Inside is a layer of iron railings, two meters high. Outside is a layer of railings tied up with trees, which can be said to be safe.

At this time, in the door, we can see several people waiting with guns, two laughing, three sitting on the ground fighting with the landlord, and one standing by smoking.

At this time, from a small house on the third floor not far away from the village, a gray old man came out. Although his face was wrinkled, he looked at kindly, slightly bent, holding a mobile phone in his hand, with a happy smile on his face. Even in his turbid eyes, he could see a trace of tears, in a hurry.

"What are you doing?" The man who smoked saw the old man coming directly at them, threw the cigarette end, quickly walked forward, stopped her and said harshly.

The old man doesn't have any powers. If her son had not become a first-class wood power, she thought she could still live in this good house?

"My granddaughter is coming back!" The old man said with joy and tremble, but his voice was not small, as if he wanted to share this happy thing with all people.

"Auntie, what time is it now? Bailing is a woman. Can she come back? You, don't daydream like brother Hao A 20-year-old man who seems to be fooling around playing cards made a cold sarcastic sound.

"My granddaughter is really coming back!" The old man's face was like a chrysanthemum, as if he was afraid that he would not believe it. He excitedly handed over his mobile phone and said, "look, this is a text message sent by your niece!"

"I wipe, old woman, you actually have a mobile phone, mobile phone still has so much electricity?"