One Hundred and Fifty-Five, Maybe It's Your Home

After a while, Zhan Lian and Lao Mao killed the gate. Lao Mao's ability was very strange, as if he could only see a shadow, he turned beside Zhan Lian and shouted:

"Where's the key, open the door."

"My ex-wife's place."

Zhan Lian waved his hand, stretched out his steel-like fist, and grabbed the old cat who was wandering around like a mosquito. The old cat stood still and made a "tsk" in his mouth, not knowing what it meant jokingly.

He squatted down on his knees tacitly and clenched his hands tightly, Zhan Lian stepped on the old cat's hand with one foot, rushed to the door, turned over and entered.

The weather was a bit maddeningly hot, Zhan Lian was wearing a camouflage vest, a shirt tied around his waist, military boots, army green jungle combat pants, tucked into the boots, and dark big-toed military boots, standing in a place full of sporadic corpses. open space.

Zhan Lian raised his hand and touched the bells and whistles on his head. The shadow flickered behind him. The old cat stood behind him and pushed Zhan Lian's muscular back.

"What are you looking at? Where do you live?"

"Here!" Zhan Lian stretched out his hand, pointed to Building No. 1 not far away, raised his military boots, hesitant for a moment, and then clenched his teeth and led the old cat into the corridor.

Passing by the stroller outside the corridor, Zhan Lian glanced, shook his head, and smiled at the old cat behind him.

"Which unlucky child will be eaten long ago."

"Maybe it's yours."

The old cat laughed and made a joke. By the way, he kicked Zhan Lian's buttocks, and Zhan Lian's waist straightened. He ran forward and pressed the elevator. The old cat behind him tutted:

"Your neighborhood is not bad, it's all the same, and the elevator still has electricity."

"Solar backup power system, never power outage!"

Zhan Lian, who was standing beside the elevator door, turned around with pride on his face, just waited for the elevator door to open, and the two entered the elevator. Zhan Lian didn't notice anything wrong, and then got out of the elevator and arrived at the door of the house. Zhan Lian also glanced at the garbage at the door, and muttered to himself strangely,

"The bear boy on the opposite side is still wearing diapers."

Throw all the rubbish out of his door!

Then Zhan Lian felt joy, he just looked at the small details of his door, he knew that there were traces of people's activities here, maybe his cute little ex-wife really didn't die.

After unlocking the combination lock, Zhan Lian stood at the entrance. He glanced at the general situation in the living room with a pair of sharp eyes. He was completely relieved. Compared with the last time he came back, the living room was a bit chaotic, but it was not too bad. chaos.

Without looking at the details, just based on his sixth sense of being a soldier for many years, he can feel the breath of life here, the furniture and electrical appliances are all good, and there is no trace of fighting, indicating that his ex-wife was not bullied.

"Don't block the way."

The old cat behind him came in and stepped on his shoes into the house. Zhan Lian picked up something on the shoe cabinet and threw it towards the back of the old cat's head.

"Go back, my wife is not allowed to wear shoes into the house."

"Pay attention!"

With an unbearable expression on his face, the old cat caught what Zhan Lian threw with his backhand. When he saw that it was a feeding bottle, he put it aside and walked around Zhan Lian's house wearing his shoes. tsk admiration,

"I said, Ah Lian, your house is not bad. It's still a lake view house. Did you give it to your ex-wife? How much did it cost you?"