“Haha, it’s gone, it’s gone, it’s half a million dollars!”

In the English-language bank of Wasteland World, a young man in a long black knee-length trench coat, two hands clutching a few thick yuan, dancing, laughing wildly, like a madhouse to get free of the nerve.

Half a million yuan neat piled in front of the eyes, 1 bales, a full 50 bundles, weighing about 5KG, this visual impact, straight to the big scene of Zhang Yifeng heart beat faster, the adrenal secretion table.

From a young age, Zhang Yifeng has never really seen so much money, although he is engaged in financial work, dealing with money every day, but the sadness of the financial workers is also so, you have always helped others count money.

Overnight, Zhang Yifeng from the poor, Diao silk fighter, into a time traveler, among the ranks of 100,000 rich, almost like a dream, more incredible than the world's most fantastic novel.

Zhang Yifeng's face is full of happy smiles, some people have asked, happiness is the cat eats fish, meat eats meat, Ultraman fights small monsters, and Zhang Yifeng's happiness is, sleep with countless money.

In fact, Zhang Yifeng did just this, his whole person lying on the top of 500,000 yuan, like a fur dog rolling, that kind of scene, simply can not bear to look directly.

With the passage of time, the excitement of getting huge wealth slowly calmed down, Zhang Yifeng began to frantically amass wealth, stuffing 50 bundles of yuan into the backpack.At this time he began to be happy, thankful for his foresight, high shoulder bag, the capacity is very large, in addition to containing his ten days of supplies, but also easy to accommodate these money.

Perhaps Zhang Yifeng's good luck was shipped here, and then he searched every corner of the bank, not even a dime, obviously, from this bank has not been able to get more yuan.

Taste of the sweet head of Zhang Yifeng, has been completely crazy, eyes blood red hot, back shoulder bag, carrying a watermelon knife, like a police dog, constantly smelling the breath of money.

“Huh?”

At this time, Zhang Yifeng was cold, his whole body was sweaty, and a deadly crisis swept the whole body, he took the machete across his chest, and turned his eyes alertly, and when he saw the scene behind him, he was stunned.

On the stairs not far away, a little Lori dressed in black and white student clothes, with two horsetails, beautiful and not want, sat quietly on the stairs, a pair of large black and white eyes, blinking at Zhang Yifeng.

This little Lori, height of about a meter six, the upper body is a white shirt, the lower body is wearing a black short skirt, the skin is very white, the five senses are exquisite, pink carving jade, like a porcelain doll, very beautiful.

Zhang Yifeng's eyes swept over a stunning, but did not lose the mind, the crisis of the wasteland World Bank, suddenly appeared a beautiful and lovely little girl, and this little girl is still so calm, this thing looks through the evil nature.

"Cough, little girl, how are you here alone, hurry home, it's dangerous here."Zhang Yifeng smiled and was alert to be close, like a strange thorn who lured and abducted his little sister.

Little Lo, Li did not answer, not even the expression changed, a pair of large eyes, calmly looking at Zhang Yifeng.Under the eyes of her strange eyes, Zhang Yifeng had a kind of pressure, and she couldn't help but stop.

“The evil door!”He was amazed.

A moment later, he smiled and said, "Little girl, my name is Zhang Yifeng, I just got here, I have no ill will."

Perhaps his smile was too deceptive, and the little girl did not have any extra vigilance, but quietly watched Zhang Yifeng walk to her side, and then sat down next to her.

Close contact with Xiao Lori, Zhang Yifeng looking at her delicate face, marveling, although this little girl is petite, do not know the age, but the skin is white and delicate, the five senses are just right, at a young age, there is a kind of anniversible, growing up must be the master of the country.

Zhang Yifeng pulled out the backpack, took out a can of porridge of porridge from the inside, and a piece of chocolate and a bottle of mineral water, and handed it to Lori.

Little Lori saw the food handed over by Zhang Yifeng, and there was a slight change in the expressionless little face, and in the clear eyes, it showed a strong desire.

See, Zhang Yifeng smiled, the girl seems to be hungry, open the lid of the purple rice porridge, put the plastic spoon in, smile to Xiao Lori, "starved, eat."

Next, Zhang Yifeng is a long-term insight, Xiao Lori is almost a strong grab, from Zhang Yifeng's hand to snatch food, do not use the spoon, but directly carry the purple rice porridge canned bottle to the mouth, chocolate is the whole piece into the mouth, small mouth drum, very cute.

"Slow down, here's more, don't chuckle."

Zhang Yifeng crying and laughing, this little girl looks beautiful and bright, but in fact is a complete food, very can eat, eat is also very wild, a row to dry out six cans of purple rice porridge, only satisfied with the pat on the stomach, small face full of happy smile.

Looking at the bag in a place, there are empty canned bottles, Zhang Yi maple mouth angle is pumped right, Nima, this is the old man's three days of rations ah, all at once into the stomach of Lo, Lilly.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi Feng subconsciously looked at the little girl's flat belly, he couldn't figure out, how could such a small person eat it, and eat so much, even a little change.

A woman is a strange animal!

He could not help but sigh in his heart.

“Little girl, what’s your name?”Zhang Yifeng smiled and asked, although the heart is still a little upset, but the thought of the huge harvest of 500,000 yuan, his mood instantly wonderful, and this little Lo, Li is very beautiful, in this full of killing, completely strange wasteland world, to be able to talk to her is also a very happy thing.

The little girl shook her head and did not speak.

“Why are your parents here alone?”

Or shake your head.

After asking a few questions in a row, Xiao Luo Lili shook her head, did not say a word, Zhang Yifeng subconsciously thought that her parents died in the last days, a lonely little girl, no power to bind chicken, struggling in the last days, thinking of these, Zhang Yifeng's eyes suddenly became gentle, unconsciously reached out to touch Xiao Luo Li's twin horse tails, gently said: "follow the uncle, uncle to take care of you."

Little Laurie, looked up at Zhang Yifeng, and then bowed her head, nodding without traces.

“What is this?”

In Little Lori's white shirt pocket, a small piece of green thing came out, to see that the shape should be a corner of some kind of document, Xiao Luo Lili seemed to know that Zhang Yifeng wanted to see, and took it out of his pocket and handed it to Zhang Yifeng.

“Name: Ma Sichen

School: Bauhinia High School

Classes: Class of 2 and 6.”

This is a student card, the above record Xiao Luo, no, should be Ma Sijun information, when you see the class of this line, Zhang Yifeng the whole person is not good, Ma Sijun is a sophomore, almost sixteen or seven years old, not a few years younger than him, Nima, just let Ma Sijun call his uncle, out of thin air to pull his age.

"Cough, Sikron, I'll talk to you about something, I just said the wrong thing, you should call me brother, not uncle."

With that, Zhang Yifeng looked forward to Ma Sijun, but unexpectedly, Ma Sijun even shook his head.

"No, Sichen, as long as you change your mouth, your brother will give you a lot of good food."Zhang Yifeng was really out of his uncle.

Ma Sijun was very persistent, shaking his head violently, flying two horse tails, fiercely beating on Zhang Yifeng's face, itchy, and with a silky fragrance.

“Alas.”Zhang Yifeng sighed, it seems that this uncle is determined, threatening a so beautiful and lovely little girl to change his mouth, Zhang Yifeng really can't do it, uncle on uncle, as the saying goes, uncle love Lo, Li Li, cough, want to crook, evil for a while.

In fact, Zhang Yifeng did not have an evil idea of Ma Sijun, although this little girl is very beautiful, but compared with the money, it seems insignificant.

He came to the wasteland world to make money, and now inexplicably found a little girl, with her words invisible a burden, have no intention, but just now said to take care of people, now leave people aside, this is what!

"Come on, follow me, I don't believe I can't protect a rooster."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng still did not abandon Ma Sicheng, but let her follow herself, prepare to leave the bank, and continue to carry out the financial plan.

However, accidents often occur inadvertently.

A metal shelf was in the middle of the bank hall, blocking Zhang Yifeng's road ahead.Zhang Yifeng, who has just received a huge sum of 500,000 yuan, some is proud to forget, and even forgot that this is the wasteland world, and subconsciously kicked the past.

Hmmm.

The metal shelf rolled a few times on the ground, making a big choking sound, Zhang Yifeng did not care at all, squinting with a smile on the squint of the horse said: "See no, I am very powerful."

Ma Sijun did not speak, and his eyes were fixed on Zhang Yifeng.

“What do you see, what is better than me.”He continued to laugh at himself.

After a while, Ma Sijun was motionless, and the big eyes blinked not to blink at Zhang Yifeng, at this time, even if Zhang Yifeng was a fool, he also noticed the strangeness, turning around sharply, and in an instant, he was like falling into the ice cellar, and the blood was about to freeze.

Hundreds of zombies, standing neatly outside the door of the bank, their empty eyes, dazed eyes, like death, calmly watching Zhang Yifeng, that huge pressure, almost let Zhang Yifeng breath sluggish.

“Damn, forget it, fuck off!”Zhang Yifeng swallowed the water hard, pulled out the machete that was not on his waist, and trembling in front of Ma Sijun.

"Don't run away, hide behind me."

Ma Sijun stared at Zhang Yifeng's trembling back, in his large eyes, passing a strange brilliance, and then gently nodded, actually sitting slowly back to the stairs, quietly looking at Zhang Yifeng, like a look at the lively passer-by.

Yu Guang glanced at Ma Sijun's move, Zhang Yifeng's mouth was wild, secretly scolded Ma Sijun, and it was not too big to see the lively, but thinking of Ma Sijun's short body, his hands did not bind the chicken, even if he fought side by side with him, it was better to let himself let go and kill a big one, maybe there was a possibility of escape.