The women looked at Tang Jiao and Su Kui, and thought of her treacherous ability, they couldn't help but feel confident.
The youngest woman is only twenty years old. She hasn't graduated from university. When the end of the world comes, the first one is ruined by animals. She was so desperate that she even wanted to commit suicide, but now, her eyes shone slightly, looking behind the seat through the rearview mirror, Tang Jiao tenderly hugged the sleeping girl in her arms. She finally slowly revealed a long-lost smile, and hope gradually filled her gloomy eyes.
Although she is not sure how long she can live, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, she will never compromise!
The same belief flows in every woman's heart. They smile at each other and have a clear division of labor.
It is undeniable that women's strength is indeed incomparable compared to men. But, because of this, are women useless
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Once they no longer fear death, the yearning for life burns in their hearts. Then each of them has the possibility to become an unimaginable self.
Once a woman gets tough, there is nothing wrong with a man.
At the same time, not long after Su Kui, Tang Jiao and others left, a number of jeeps slowly arrived.
The person sitting in the front row puts his hands around his chest and drove by the window. His long legs, which are wearing leather boots and nowhere to lay, are more sturdy.
He has a cigarette in his mouth, his eyebrows are sharp, he has broken hair, and his eyes are closed.
Beside him, a few young teenagers were conscientiously driving or exploring the road mentally.
At this moment, the teenager sitting in the back row suddenly exclaimed, "Ah-look ahead!"
The man with closed eyes frowned impatiently, dangling cigarettes and vaguely said: "If you have a fart, let it go, make a fuss."
The young man touched his nose sullily, and said tremblingly: "Team Xue, there seems to be someone in front!!"
Because it was approaching evening, the sky was covered with a layer of smoke, and there were layers upon layers of smoke not far away, seeming to be full of human shadows.
The driver Xiaolu is shortsighted, even if he wears glasses, he is obedient to see things in this kind of weather.
He turned his head and asked Xue Chen's opinion, "Brother, what do you think?"
Hearing this, Xue Chen finally gave an impatient "tsk" and looked over slowly with his sword eyebrows raised and his eyelids slanted.
With just one glance, he twisted his eyebrows, and there was still black stubble on his resolute chin, "Go and see."
He lifted his chin slightly and clicked a spot not far away.
"Okay!"
Xiaolu has always followed Xue Chen's words. Since he said he was going to pass, there was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of him, and he could rush over without blinking.
The others in the car have long been numb to the blind worship of the deer. It's just to be attentive, to be active at all times, and to deal with the battle that may occur next.
The people in the cars behind saw the leading car making a temporary turn, and looked out, "Why did the deer get off, why are they going?"
As soon as the voice fell, he immediately slapped the back of his head, "If you talk too much, you can't keep up with it!!"
The speaker is probably middle-aged and full of temperament.
The boy who was beaten let out a cry, and finally shut up obediently and just followed.
Xue Chen is the backbone of their team, and naturally they will follow wherever he is.
The two cars in front are Xue Chen's "confidants", and their feelings are naturally unusual. And they knew that Xue Chen would never do anything unsure.