Zhang Sheng didn't know where to buy a high-voltage inverter, so he could only build a simple electric shock spear, but this thing directly connects to civilian electricity, and the lethality is not low.

Monsters of the mental body type are also afraid of electric shock weapons. Don’t care what is in the mirror, this thing will not be ineffective.

He didn't dare to rely on the electric shock device if he could kill the things in the mirror. Zhang Sheng took another hardwood stick, cut out the scales with a knife at the front, dismantled two large bags of disinfectant cotton, wrapped them in and fixed them with iron wire. He then took three flashlight bulbs, tied them with solder, then smashed the light bulb glass, buried the tungsten wire in the cotton, and fixed them with electrician tape.

If you don’t pour kerosene on for the time being, it’s best not to use this thing. Maybe you can burn the house. Judging from the degree of integration of your own world, the one who dies may not be a monster.

After all the weapons were made, Zhang Sheng rebuilt the armor.

I found a vest, took two plastic cutting boards, and cut them vertically with a hand saw. They were inserted into the vest and fixed with iron wire. This vest can protect the heart and lungs and back.

After resting for a while, he felt that his palms had recovered a little. Zhang Sheng used a hand saw to cut the plastic cutting board into several slices. He regretted not using an electric grinding wheel to get it done. He thought this thing was easy to cut. But now his hands are a little tender, and they are wrapped in gauze and still start to hurt after wearing labor protection gloves.

After turning on the gas, burn the nails, drill them through the plastic cutting board, and then put them on with iron wire. Zhang Sheng tried to wrap his arms around, and felt that it was very hard, so he had to wrap the canvas around as a lining.

Find the football shoes that should have been thrown away from the cabinet, touched the shoe nails, and it felt OK, but it didn't change it.

After two hours of tossing, Zhang Sheng put the armor in the carton and sealed it with tape. He took a sushi knife and went to the shower to hide it on the electric water heater. The homemade short spear was hidden under the bed. The rest were wrapped in newspapers, placed on the wardrobe, and pressed in a suitcase so that Xiao Qiao would not be seen.

After taking off the gloves and removing the gauze, Zhang Sheng was glad that he had not ground the blisters, otherwise he would not be able to explain to Xiao Qiao. This body is not not without exercise, but without fighting training, so it is not suitable for coolies and fighting.

After checking nothing was missing, Zhang Sheng sat on the sofa and was awakened by the ringing phone in a daze.

"Zhang Sheng, I'm here, come down and have a meal."

I have more and more memories of Xiao Qiao, and Zhang Sheng doesn't quite understand how Xiao Qiao likes him.

Zhang Sheng went to a miscellaneous university, and Xiao Qiao graduated from Yanjing University. Zhang Sheng was wandering in Yanjing and Xiao Qiao worked in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Zhang Sheng's family had three generations of civilians. Xiao Qiao's parents were big businessmen in Hangzhou, and his brother was doing business in Yanjing and drove a Mercedes-Benz. If Zhang Sheng's appearance was seven points, Xiao Qiao would at least nine points.

Regardless of facial features, skin, voice or temperament, any one is considered excellent. Such people may be worthy of being in the wasteland and the aristocrats.

He is a little short and is over 1.6 meters tall.

In the old world without genetic modification, there are too many such heights, especially among girls.

Xiao Qiao went shopping with him, watched movies, went to various street restaurants, listened to music, and rolled the sheets together. He was supposed to be a person from two worlds, but he was together like that. She walked out of the ivory tower and came to his worldly world.

In the old world, there was something called love.

Zhang Sheng wants to kill the things in the mirror and protect this love.

He hurriedly wiped his face downstairs and saw Xiao Qiao, he couldn't help but hold her in his arms. Seeing that he was very energetic, it didn't seem like something happened, Xiao Qiao smiled and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"who I am?"

"You are Zhang Sheng, my Zhang Sheng." Xiao Qiao's voice was gentle, with the charm of a Jiangnan woman.

"I miss you so much."

"I'm going to be breathless!" Xiao Qiao said this, but she didn't push him. Zhang Sheng let go of his hand and looked at Xiao Qiao's face up close.

Xiao Qiao also looked up at him, staring blankly.

"Go to eat." Xiao Qiao suddenly kissed Zhang Sheng's lips. Zhang Sheng's arms were stiff and caught off guard. He suddenly felt jealous in his heart, jealous of Zhang Sheng. This made no sense. It was clearly him who had plundered everything.

"Go to eat bone sticks?" Zhang Sheng asked. In his memory, Xiao Qiao liked to eat Northeastern cuisine on the North Fourth Ring Road.

"Simple, I have to go back to the dormitory today." Xiao Qiao shook her head. Even if she took a taxi, it would take half an hour. The restaurant must have to queue up at this time. After eating, it was almost eight o'clock, and there was not much time left after she got back. She left at 10 o'clock.

"Okay." There was something in the mirror. Zhang Sheng was not willing to let Xiao Qiao go up, but there was no reason to refuse.

It was dark in August, the sunset was bright orange, and the summer breeze was slightly drunk. Zhang Sheng and Xiao Qiao held hands and walked slowly by the street, remembering two words from Qin Guan.

Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world.

Walking one stop, I came to the Typhoon. In the Typhoon, Zhang Sheng’s hometown, there were tea drinks and dried fruit snacks. But in Yanjing City, Typhoon also sold fast food. After entering the store, Xiao Qiao sat in a swing-like seat. Zhang Sheng recalled and ordered a black pepper pasta for her, and what he wanted was beef rice.

After slowly finishing the meal, Xiao Qiao added a cup of black tea and the two of them drank it in a cup with straws.

The lights are blooming outside the window, the night in the old world is charming, and Zhang Sheng’s eyes are slightly red. Such a life will sooner or later be lost. In another ten years, the world will slide into the abyss according to the trajectory.

"Zhang Sheng, will you go with me for a day next weekend?" Xiao Qiao put down the straw and said to Zhang Sheng.

"Why are you asking this?" Zhang Sheng was surprised. Where is Xiao Qiao going? Can he not be with him?

"Go to the TV station to record a program, Mr. Li's interview."

"Go."

"Did you agree?"

"I will accompany you wherever you go." Zhang Sheng replied seriously. After he finished speaking, his memory of Mr. Li became clear.

A star acts in movies and TV series. It has been very popular recently and some dramas are still on the air.

Xiao Qiao is a fan of Mr. Li and is quite active in the forum section. As for Zhang Sheng, after being pulled to the forum by Xiao Qiao, he wrote several posts to scold Mr. Li. Of course, for Xiao Qiao's face, Zhang Sheng scolded people without swearing words, and did not ask Xiao Qiao to stop chasing stars. He doesn't like Japanese goods yet, so he bought a sony mobile phone with Xiao Qiao.

The most bizarre thing about this matter is that Zhang Sheng scolded Mr. Li, but Xiao Qiao was not angry, and Mr. Li’s fans were not angry either. Everyone thinks that Zhang Sheng is good at writing, a talented man, and is very suitable for Mr. Li. The two should make friends.

As a result, Zhang Sheng was so boring. He cursed himself and his fans didn't scold him, so he was in no mood to continue.

The subsequent development is also quite magical. Zhang Sheng met many fans of Mr. Li, who got along well with his fans, and even went out to have dinner together. Fans always instigated Zhang Sheng to write an article to praise Mr. Li, but of course Zhang Sheng would not do it. Swearing people can be out of a sense of justice and maintaining the elegance of art. Praising people is very philanthropic and you have to charge money.

He was embarrassed to ask for money from the female fans, so the matter was left to nothing.

Xiao Qiao was so happy and said to Zhang Sheng: "After recording the show, everyone has dinner together, don't say anything disappointing."

"How could it be, they are all very good." Zhang Sheng said this, and there was a sense of primitive awkwardness. In his memory, his values ​​should be that fans who chase stars are all brainless. But Xiao Qiao is not brainless, she graduated from a famous university. If she is brainless, what is she? Will she be innately lack of intelligence?

"That Saturday afternoon... it's not the day after tomorrow, but next Saturday, see you at the TV station."

"I'll pick you up."

"No, I've made an appointment with someone else." Xiao Qiao said this, lowering her eyelids and showing a gentle expression. But what she thought was that her parents came from Hangzhou next week and it was not suitable to see Zhang Sheng. My brother knew about her and Zhang Sheng's affairs, but he didn't stop him. He must have told his parents, and his parents didn't mention it, but he shouldn't agree.

But she just likes Zhang Sheng, so she can only date one day or another.

When we met, everyone was embarrassed.

Zhang Sheng didn't understand these things. He thought that love in the old world was free and without class. So he stretched out his hand, stroked Xiao Qiao's face, fell into a dream, and didn't want to wake up.

It’s not his fault, as everyone has beautiful fantasies about the old world.

A man in a windbreaker walked into the store and passed by Zhang Sheng. Zhang Sheng was creepy. Red words flashed in his left eye - Do you want to challenge the current target? This target is extremely dangerous, and failure to challenge will cost a heavy price!

Even without the red letter prompt, Zhang Sheng stood up with cold hair and his skin was cold. The man who came in made Zhang Sheng feel familiar, like a scavenger in the company, not targeting a certain target, but anyone is prey in the eyes of the scavenger. Zhang Sheng changed his body and his instinct was still there.

He subconsciously reached out and picked up the fork from Xiao Qiao's plate. Xiao Qiao smiled and pushed the plate to Zhang Sheng. She thought Zhang Sheng was not full yet and wanted to eat the remaining noodles.

Zhang Sheng forked the fork into the noodles and pressed it on the bottom of the plate. His arms were a little sore because of the force. He repeatedly reminded himself not to be too nervous. This is the old world, and dangerous people do not mean that they will attack you. There are laws in the old world, and even the most powerful people must be afraid of the law.

"Xiao Qiao."

"Yeah." Xiao Qiao's voice whispered.

"Let's go back." Zhang Sheng looked at the man in the windbreaker sitting down at the table next to him, only two meters away from Xiao Qiao, and his heart was about to jump out. This may not be a monster in the mirror, but a distance between two worlds.

"The tea hasn't been finished yet!"

"Fresh grapefruits came to the fruit shop downstairs. I'm afraid I'll be too late to go back..." Zhang Sheng stopped. The fruit shop would be open until midnight. What's the reason?

Xiao Qiao squinted her eyes and smiled. Zhang Sheng didn't eat a bite of grapefruit, but she remembered that she liked it. What's the reason? He just wanted to go back early and go with himself...

Xiao Qiao felt her body hot, so she pulled Zhang Sheng to stand up and walked outside.

Zhang Sheng kept crossing the road and didn't dare to look back.

Zhang Sheng suspected that the dead person was himself, and now people are just editors who have integrated the memories of the third-class Ranger. Otherwise, it would not be possible to explain why he loved Xiao Qiao strongly and was so nervous about her safety.

It may also be that he has never loved or been loved, so he is obsessed with and can't extricate himself.
Chapter completed!