Chapter 5

The conversation with Tony Parker was not very pleasant; it was clear that the hippie boy had taken him as an enemy. The other party must think that Zhou Qingfeng is provocative to him, in order to make a fool of him in front of Anji.

All right, Angelina. That chick Lawrence is really pretty, worth Zhou Qingfeng chasing after. But he did value the robot dog more than anything else, an intelligent helper with a powerful fighting force.

After dinner and chatting, it was eight o'clock in the evening. After thanking the Laurence family, Zhou Qingfeng returned to his house. HMM... ", the charred house.

Compared with the intelligent home design of Lawrence's home, Zhou Qingfeng's house is much less attractive, just like a slum. There will be no home robots or personalized appliances. Since the first floor had been badly burned in a recent fire, he didn't even have the heart to take a second look at it and went straight up to the second floor.

In the bathroom mirror, Zhou Qingfeng saw himself now - indeed, he was 18 years old, but he felt much more refined, 1.8 meters tall is a little bit handsome. But stripped naked and found themselves thin, estimated less than 70 kilograms of weight.

This is really a bit of a war of five slag feeling! Must find a way to strengthen, strengthen, strengthen!

The bedroom was simple, with a bed, a table, a wardrobe, and a few stools. But what surprised Zhou most was that the walls of his bedroom were covered in photographs, all of which were taken from the top of his own building and the Lawrence family across from him.

The subject of the camera was certainly not David. Lawrence, however, is not Angelina, who is close to Zhou Qingfeng. Lawrence, instead of mature sexy, gentle and generous people wife mother Rachel. Connor.

There are pictures of Rachel watering the garden in formal dress, hanging laundry on the windowsill, cooking dinner in the kitchen, and reading a book on the balcony, all of which are fairly normal.

But how the fuck did you get a picture of Rachel in her pajamas through your bedroom window? There are also pictures of Rachel emerging from the bathroom wrapped in a towel, and even of her mother and wife sunning herself on a backyard recliner in a three -point costume.

I Cha... Which pervert did this? This pervert, uh... It can't be me! Lord, will you come out of me? Is that what you set me up for - a dirty, shameless, indecent teenager ? the do not say the I DID IT, IT ... the I'll Never do .

And so on... 'Absolutely' is going too far! Zhou Qingfeng thought: we should look at this problem from the perspective of art. If you want to change my words, see so good figure of person wife niang, occasionally take a look at a few is very normal drop!

God forgives a boy of eighteen when he makes a mistake. But the photos should be hidden in the computer, washing them and pasting them on the bedroom wall is too obscene! If David Lawrence finds out I'm taking sexy pictures of his wife, I'm not going to be happy with his daughter anymore.

Zhou Qingfeng pulled down the candid photos one by one, thinking it would be too bad to burn them. He stuffed them into a box and threw them under the bed.

Having processed Rachel's gorgeous photos, Zhou Qingfeng sat at his desk in his bedroom and turned on his computer. Compared with Angie's latest model, which has a virtual screen, his computer is at least a dozen years old, complete with mouse, keyboard, case and monitor.

This crappy computer is no more advanced than it was in 2016, and in 2030 it's more of an antique destined for the trash.

With the familiar Windows operating system, Zhou opened a notepad and began typing in the things he needed to prepare for the apocalypse.

Need vehicle above all, zan although potential of this small body board is excellent, how potential is not strength. Have the right vehicle to ensure that the early stages of a cataclysm do not take advantage, but go fast! If you find something wrong, you have to run.

The whole of New York would be paralyzed,

Large vehicles just don't move. So a moderate body size, useful and strong off-road ability of high horsepower motorcycle is necessary. Get a police motorcycle if you can.

The means of transportation were good, and the streets were full of abandoned vehicles after the disaster. But food, water, medicine and fuel are troublesome. Without these materials, he could not survive long in any place, so Zhou Qingfeng could not leave New York in a short time, because it was easier to prepare a large amount of materials here.

But to do all this before the apocalypse, you need money, and a lot of it. But Zhou Qingfeng didn't have much money. He was a social underdog on government aid, with only food rolls and things in his pocket.

Forty to 50 million people in the United States rely on food coupons, which are distributed through real-name stored value cards and can only be exchanged for food at some local restaurants and supermarkets. So it was completely impossible for Zhou Qingfeng to buy materials with his own savings.

You don't need money to get supplies after a catastrophe, but you do need to take on sturdy illegal immigrants and bullies of all kinds. With Zhou Qingfeng's current small build, can he beat a villain whose height is usually 1.9 meters and weight is more than 100 kilograms?

And what if I did? The United States is awash with guns and full of delinquent scum, often with a gun or two and in groups. If Zhou Qingfeng met such a gangster, he would not even have a chance to escape.

"Whether it's stealing, robbing or cheating, it's better to get a sum of money and buy supplies that can last for at least a week. That way I won't have to worry about going hungry, and I'll have the energy to go to Columbia and work on that robot dog in the event of a catastrophe."

Zhou Qingfeng spent two or three hours trying to recall the plot of the film'Waste Land' and record everything that happened in the film on his computer. Whether he can survive in the early stage of the catastrophe depends on whether he can take advantage of the known plot and avoid the evil.

But the first sum of money can not be conjured out of thin air, Zhou Qingfeng sitting at the table thought of headache did not have an idea. He paced up and down the bedroom, then around the room, and at last he found himself in the street outside.

It was late at night and the neighborhood was quiet, with few people on the roads. After the first day, Zhou Qingfeng felt restless and couldn't sleep. He was a little curious about the future world, so he used to walk around.

However, when Zhou Qingfeng came to the intersection, he heard several dark shadows standing under a tree by the road. Among them, there were women's feeble pleas and men's low and rough curses. Zhou Qingfeng subconsciously of shouted a voice: "are you doing ?"

After the cry, two fierce faces emerged from the shadow of the night trees. Only then did Zhou see that two men grabbed a woman and pressed her against a tree, committing robbery and sexual assault.

Hearing Zhou Qingfeng's cry, the woman caught immediately called for help, but a particularly tall guy came out from under the shade of a tree, with a bear-like figure and wolf-like eyes. He cursed and said, "Boy, do you know you're in trouble?"

I Cha! This isn't China. This is New York. This is not a place where you can go out late at night to drink and meet your friends for barbecue. It's not a place where you go out at night to hang out with high-powered drug addicts or cash-strapped gun-toting gangsters.

Zhou Qingfeng looked at the iron tower of the strong man step by step towards his approach, suddenly cold hair erect, straight out of a cold sweat. He immediately recognized who he was dealing with - the vicious Potarsky brothers, the Russian-Americans, the famous Queens Mafia members.

Oh, my gosh! Lao Tzu how to go out on the hidden plot? And to provoke such elite strange!