The Word of Doomsday Rebirth

Chapter 120 Let's Cooperate

The second floor was also very quiet. In the apocalypse, everyone didn't have a mobile phone, so they had a lot of time and it was even more boring. They didn't have a good rest along the way, so everyone went to bed early.

When Yang Yayin arrived at the door, she didn't knock. Instead, she looked around vigilantly, and then took out the paper and pen she had prepared earlier in the morning.

While paying attention to the surrounding situation, she quickly wrote on the paper under the moonlight, and then handed it in through the crack of the door.

The note stayed in the crack of the door for three or four minutes, and when Yang Yayin couldn't help it, the people in the house took it in.

However, she had no idea that Dong Wanwan was not the only person in the room.

The one who took her note was none other than Zhong Qi.

Next to Zhong Qi, there was still a season standing, in a dark place, there was still a person with a cold figure standing silently.

Dong Wanwan didn't notice Cheng Ci. She was blindfolded by Duan Rufeng from behind. At this moment, she could only roughly judge that there were two people in the room, and on her slender and fragile neck, there was a sharp knife that brought a chill. The knife is against.

The person who was against her was still suppressing his voice, and whispered to her ear to warn her not to make any sound.

She tried her best to recall the owner of the voice, but found that there was no one with the right name!

Cheng Ci was leaning against the wall lazily and recklessly, he didn't even bother to lift his eyes.

After Zhong Qi took the note, Ji Ji quietly walked to his side, looking at the simple words on the note under the soft moonlight.

Note: I think you are very kind, do you hate Nangong Wuzhi?How about we cooperate?
Zhong Qi pinched the edge of the paper with his fingertips, and the moonlight hit his face, making him feel cold.

Season pouted, took out a pen from the space, and wrote: Who are you?Why are you looking for me?Why should I trust you?

When the note was passed out through the crack of the door, Yang Yayin outside the door finally breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the note and looked at it, with a confident smile on her face.

He wrote: We have the same enemy!I can provide you with food every night for these five days. You just need to open the window. As for who I am, you will know when you come out in five days.

Yang Yayin is still very cautious.

If Dong Wanwan took this note and refused to give it to her, it might be used as evidence if something happened in the future.

Therefore, it is better to be careful.

Ji Ji took the note first this time, and just squatted by the door to read it.

Zhong Qi pursed his lips, looked at Cheng Ci, and the dark tide surged in his purple eyes.

Cheng Ci looked at him lazily, with cold hostility under his indifferent eyes.

It seems that who is the person outside the door has probably been guessed.

Zhong Qi looked at him, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction and ferocity.

On the day he arrived at Beiming base, he wanted to teach Yang Yayin a lesson. It happened that there were some "gadgets" planted in the garden of Xiangyun Villa, which could cause red spots on people's bodies to itch, and in severe cases, even disfigure their faces and lead to life-threatening.

He prepared the juice and wanted to get it on Yang Yayin unknowingly when there were many people, but Cheng Ci blocked it without showing any signs.

So later, there was that one in the corridor.

Now he still wants to entertain Yang Yayin, but it's not limited to this...

Maybe it's time to think about the plan carefully.

Ji Ji didn't care about the secret confrontation between the two, walked over lightly, and handed the note to Cheng Ci.

Cheng Ci took a quick glance and imitated Ji Ji's handwriting: How do you want to cooperate?What food will you bring me?If someone finds out...

Ji Ji stood where he was, handed the note to Zhong Qi, Zhong Qi glanced at it roughly, then squatted down and handed it out.

Yang Yayin read the words above, and the smile on her face became sweeter, but there was a trace of disdain in her eyes.

Such an idiot, if she hadn't seen some scheming in her, she wouldn't have cooperated with her!
She quickly wrote two lines: You will know how to cooperate when you come out, but Nangong Wuzhi's end must be miserable!As for food, what else could be given but bread?You don't have to worry about whether someone will find out about it. In short, everything will be discussed in detail when you come out!Now, you go open the window and destroy the note.

After finishing all this, Yang Yayin left the second floor, walked outside the villa, faced Xuanluo's open window, and threw the bread in.

Cheng Ci stood in the dark, taking in everything.

Inside the house, Dong Wanwan was startled by the sudden sound, her body trembled, and she accidentally rubbed against the blade, resulting in a very thin and shallow wound on her neck.

She froze instantly, not daring to move.

Duan Rufeng used his ability to observe the outside of the room, and after making sure that there were no messy people, he tied Dong Wanwan up with a rope, then put away the dagger, and glanced at the message on the note.

A cold look flashed across Cheng Ci's eyes, and after rearranging according to Yang Yayin's handwriting, he wrote another note and threw it in front of Dong Wanwan, signaling Duan Rufeng to knock him unconscious.

Duan Rufeng knocked her out neatly.

Zhong Qi said coldly, "We should teach her a lesson."

See some blood.

Cheng Ci lightly scoffed, "Don't forget what you said last time."

Ji Ji touched the back of his neck and asked in confusion, "What charades are you two doing?"

Cheng Ci's mo pupils flashed sharply, "Okay, let's just ignore what happened today, Yang Yayin and Dong Wanwan...I want to see what tricks I can play."

Ji Ji frowned, "It's really her!"

Duan Rufeng glanced between Cheng Ci and Zhong Qi, and pushed Ji Ji, "Then let's go back first."

Cheng Ci nodded.

Only Cheng Ci and Zhong Qi were left in the room.

Cheng Ci looked at the young man who was a little shorter than himself by a head, and said in a casual tone, "Don't do anything yet? When will you wait?"

Zhong Qi paused and looked up at him.

Cheng Ci chuckled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "Is it hard to guess?"

He wouldn't be standing here if he hadn't seen that the little brat was going to make a move.

If you don't stare at it, you are afraid that this child will cause trouble for Wu Zhi.

Zhong Qimo fell silent.

The woman's confused cry of pain sounded in the room, and after a few minutes, it returned to calm.

Cheng Ci walked upstairs slowly by himself.

Wu Zhi suddenly felt a little tired all over, and when she fell asleep, she felt a pain in her lower abdomen, which woke her up.

"hiss……"

Wu Zhi frowned, sat up covering her lower abdomen, rubbed her eyes in a daze, the clear and cold moonlight shone on the ground, and there was silence.

She was a little confused, could it be that her stomach was spoiled?
There was a throbbing pain in the lower abdomen, and then a hot stream gushed out like a volcanic eruption.

Wu Zhi froze for a moment, then remembered that the original owner also washed in cold water in the winter, which had ruined his body long ago.

Every time my menstruation comes not on time, and because I am too thin, sometimes I don't come once for several months.

But every time I come, it is absolutely painful to die.

Although Wu Zhi's parents were divorced in her previous life, she was also the eldest daughter of the Nangong family. Although her grandparents did not live together, they often visited her. The food she ate since childhood was also the best. She had never tried dysmenorrhea. .

Every time she heard that the sisters in the circle took time off to go to the hospital because of dysmenorrhea, she couldn't understand the pain.

Only now did I realize that it was really painful.

Wu Zhi clutched her stomach and knelt on the bed, took some stream water to drink, but not only did it not have any effect, but it was aggravated by the cold stream water.

Ugh.

There is only brown sugar and no hot water in the space, so starting a fire is impossible in her current situation.

(End of this chapter)