Zhong Lixin became panicked and buried her face deeper
This seemed a little better. I could hear Cheng Zijie's calm and powerful heartbeat quietly coming into her mind, driving away some messy thinking
Before she knew it, she felt that her heartbeat seemed to be chasing the frequency of Cheng Zijie's heartbeat.
I don't know how long it took, but Zhong Meixin's chuckling broke the quiet atmosphere: Why, Lixin, are you planning to monopolize my son Ah
Zhong Lixin was shocked and quickly looked up, broke free from Cheng Zijie's arms, and looked at Zhong Meixin and Cheng Zijie's beautiful wives.
Of course, they are all well-behaved and sensible women, each keeping a distance from Zhong Lixin's bed, pretending to have seen nothing.
Only Zhong Meixin, who smiles cutely but rarely has a hint of embarrassment: I envy my sister for having a good son, so don’t always rob her of me if I go to give birth to one by myself.
A sneer came from the depths of the carriage, either Xiao Yumei or Lu Xiaoyan
Then, I heard someone beating another one, like the Shen sisters were fighting
Zhong Lixin blushed and said, but she refused to show weakness to her sister. She tightened Cheng Zijie's clothes in her hand, sucked her nose, and smiled playfully like before: Sister, when you gave birth to Xiaojie, you told me that you have half of my son, your son is also my son. Don't you think you can deny it.
Zhong Meixin pretended to be surprised, her beautiful eyes widened, and she shouted in surprise: Oh, it seems that this is the case, but you also told me that my husband is your husband, so there is this case.
Zhong Lixin covered her face with her hands and deliberately looked ashamed: Oh, sister, you really hate me at that time when I was not ten years old. Of course, I would say that when I saw you and your brother-in-law fell in love.
Zhong Meixin ruthlessly revealed her shortcomings: You are only ten years old? You are a little devil. Ah. I am pregnant with Xiaojie. Didn’t you just graduated from elementary school? Do you know where you heard that your brother-in-law will not be able to touch me for more than ten months, and he is clamoring to take my place?
Until now, among the women Cheng Zijie knew, this aunt was probably the only one who could fight with Zhong Meixin and tied: Who told you to be a sister? You should share half of your things? Besides, when I talked with Xiaozhi, didn’t you also tell me that I would bring him to you to taste it?
Cheng Zijie looked at Zhong Meixin in amazement, but she didn't expect that she would have such a dark history.
Of course, when sisters are intimate and talk about their lovers together, they may inevitably involve these topics and make irrelevant jokes.
But Zhong Meixin has also made such jokes, which is indeed inconsistent with her image.
Zhong Meixin seems to have no choice but to use her sister, so she has to use her trump card: OK OK OK OK OK OK OK Then I will divide Xiaojie into half of you, so you will stay here tonight, but don’t quarrel at that time to find another car to take
Now it's Zhong Lixin who is speechless
Cheng Zijie felt something was wrong. After hanging with his wife here for a while, he wanted to be intimate with them. But now there is still something to do, so he had to suppress his temper and said: I still have something to do, someone is waiting for me to go over and deal with it first, and then come back to rest later.
However, the sisters Zhong Meixin and Zhong Lixin ignored him and continued to fight.
The other girls didn't dare to interrupt, but they waved to him from the depths of the carriage
Cheng Zijie quickly let go of Zhong Lixin and went out of the car window again.
The last sentence I heard when I left the bus was Zhong Meixin chasing her: Don’t talk about those useless things, you can say it now. When Xiaojie comes back later, do you want to go to another car to take it
Although Zhong Lixin is smart and is the only woman Cheng Zijie knows who can fight with Zhong Meixin without any disadvantage, she is still not as experienced as her sister. She is caught in this critical point and cannot resist it for the time being.
He can only pretend to be deaf and dumb, and then he can be said to the left and right
But in the end, I was forced to do nothing and could only force my final resistance: Xiaojie comes back and does not care about me. Isn’t it that you can’t sit in the car like this? Is your sister going to drive her away when her son comes back?
Zhong Meixin simply ignored Zhong Lixin's counterattack, and the attack direction pointed directly at Zhong Lixin's weakest defense: I didn't want to drive you away Ah I just remind you, among so many wives, only Yaqiong is the best luck, there is a little Xiaojie in her belly, everyone else is very jealous, and they can't wait to be like Yaqiong, so I don't need to remind you what will happen after Xiaojie comes back later.
Cheng Zijie ran all the way to the front of the convoy, but did not hear how my aunt answered this question
But there is no doubt that this will be very sad for Zhong Lixin no matter how she answers
Although he also hoped that his aunt would stay on the bus where his family was riding, he knew that it was not suitable for him to express his opinions on this matter, so he could only stop thinking about it and speed up his pace and run.
After a while, Cheng Zijie got into Lieutenant Colonel Fu's command vehicle.
The major was waiting here when the meeting was just now. When he saw Cheng Zijie, he immediately saluted with excitement on his face, and then presented a prepared music player with both hands.
Cheng Zijie didn't talk much nonsense, put on his headphones, and pressed the play button
He immediately heard a very short infrasonic wave synthesized by electronic instruments
This sound is very strange, with a rough mechanical feeling, and it seems that the sound of a normal person speaking has been twice as long, and it is straight and without any fluctuations in tone. Cheng Zijie felt uncomfortable all over when he heard it.
But he could still recognize that this was in the zombie language.
Can this sound wave interfere with the command and communication of zombies?
If it is so simple, isn’t it more effective to record your own voice directly and then play it with high-power audio equipment?
But ordinary zombies will only obey the commands of smart individuals whom they first come into contact with, and their own commands should not work for them.
Cheng Zijie thought about it and heard the second sound again
Still just a few short syllables, and this time it is no longer a language with a specific meaning, but rather a certain noise, similar to the sound of foaming plastic rubbing glass in sounds that humans can hear, and nails scraping through steel, making people feel extremely uncomfortable
If this sound is amplified and released, it should be able to interfere with the command of the zombies to a considerable extent
This one is pretty good
Cheng Zijie continued to listen, and when he heard the third sound, he immediately vomited.
He pulled off his headphones, stretched out his head outside the command car, vomiting, vomiting, his face full of snot and tears, and his stomach was spasming violently.
It was not until Lieutenant Colonel Fu and the major slapped the back and handed the water that he barely regained consciousness and sat in his seat, just like he was electrocuted by an electric current in Haiyuan's laboratory, and he was not incontinence.
The subordinates in the command vehicle looked at each other
Cheng Zijie breathed and took a sip of water to rinse his mouth, then reluctantly said with a wry smile: I'm sorry... I really didn't expect that such a loud sound that is so powerful that you can laugh at me.
The major replied carefully: General, which sound is it?
Cheng Zijie gasped and replied: The third paragraph
The major quickly made records
Lieutenant Colonel Fu asked in confusion: What are these sounds? What does it mean?
Cheng Zijie shook his head: It may not be the first sound I heard is the language of a zombie. The second paragraph that stops means pure noise, the third paragraph that makes people feel uncomfortable just now. He had a cold war: I really can't describe it, let alone tell anything... This sound is impossible to say, and I can't tell anything about it. I heard it feels like my brain is being grabbed directly, twisted hard, twisting my brain out like twisting clothes. It feels like a layer of tape wrapped around my heart. It's extremely difficult to jump up. Finally, Cheng Zijie laughed: It feels like it's a physical attack.
The two subordinates looked at each other and asked together: General, should this infrasonic wave have a good effect against zombies?
Cheng Zijie looked at the player, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and replied: I don’t know, I’ll listen again. After saying that, he trembled and put on his headphones.
Then, he vomited again
This seemed a little better. I could hear Cheng Zijie's calm and powerful heartbeat quietly coming into her mind, driving away some messy thinking
Before she knew it, she felt that her heartbeat seemed to be chasing the frequency of Cheng Zijie's heartbeat.
I don't know how long it took, but Zhong Meixin's chuckling broke the quiet atmosphere: Why, Lixin, are you planning to monopolize my son Ah
Zhong Lixin was shocked and quickly looked up, broke free from Cheng Zijie's arms, and looked at Zhong Meixin and Cheng Zijie's beautiful wives.
Of course, they are all well-behaved and sensible women, each keeping a distance from Zhong Lixin's bed, pretending to have seen nothing.
Only Zhong Meixin, who smiles cutely but rarely has a hint of embarrassment: I envy my sister for having a good son, so don’t always rob her of me if I go to give birth to one by myself.
A sneer came from the depths of the carriage, either Xiao Yumei or Lu Xiaoyan
Then, I heard someone beating another one, like the Shen sisters were fighting
Zhong Lixin blushed and said, but she refused to show weakness to her sister. She tightened Cheng Zijie's clothes in her hand, sucked her nose, and smiled playfully like before: Sister, when you gave birth to Xiaojie, you told me that you have half of my son, your son is also my son. Don't you think you can deny it.
Zhong Meixin pretended to be surprised, her beautiful eyes widened, and she shouted in surprise: Oh, it seems that this is the case, but you also told me that my husband is your husband, so there is this case.
Zhong Lixin covered her face with her hands and deliberately looked ashamed: Oh, sister, you really hate me at that time when I was not ten years old. Of course, I would say that when I saw you and your brother-in-law fell in love.
Zhong Meixin ruthlessly revealed her shortcomings: You are only ten years old? You are a little devil. Ah. I am pregnant with Xiaojie. Didn’t you just graduated from elementary school? Do you know where you heard that your brother-in-law will not be able to touch me for more than ten months, and he is clamoring to take my place?
Until now, among the women Cheng Zijie knew, this aunt was probably the only one who could fight with Zhong Meixin and tied: Who told you to be a sister? You should share half of your things? Besides, when I talked with Xiaozhi, didn’t you also tell me that I would bring him to you to taste it?
Cheng Zijie looked at Zhong Meixin in amazement, but she didn't expect that she would have such a dark history.
Of course, when sisters are intimate and talk about their lovers together, they may inevitably involve these topics and make irrelevant jokes.
But Zhong Meixin has also made such jokes, which is indeed inconsistent with her image.
Zhong Meixin seems to have no choice but to use her sister, so she has to use her trump card: OK OK OK OK OK OK OK Then I will divide Xiaojie into half of you, so you will stay here tonight, but don’t quarrel at that time to find another car to take
Now it's Zhong Lixin who is speechless
Cheng Zijie felt something was wrong. After hanging with his wife here for a while, he wanted to be intimate with them. But now there is still something to do, so he had to suppress his temper and said: I still have something to do, someone is waiting for me to go over and deal with it first, and then come back to rest later.
However, the sisters Zhong Meixin and Zhong Lixin ignored him and continued to fight.
The other girls didn't dare to interrupt, but they waved to him from the depths of the carriage
Cheng Zijie quickly let go of Zhong Lixin and went out of the car window again.
The last sentence I heard when I left the bus was Zhong Meixin chasing her: Don’t talk about those useless things, you can say it now. When Xiaojie comes back later, do you want to go to another car to take it
Although Zhong Lixin is smart and is the only woman Cheng Zijie knows who can fight with Zhong Meixin without any disadvantage, she is still not as experienced as her sister. She is caught in this critical point and cannot resist it for the time being.
He can only pretend to be deaf and dumb, and then he can be said to the left and right
But in the end, I was forced to do nothing and could only force my final resistance: Xiaojie comes back and does not care about me. Isn’t it that you can’t sit in the car like this? Is your sister going to drive her away when her son comes back?
Zhong Meixin simply ignored Zhong Lixin's counterattack, and the attack direction pointed directly at Zhong Lixin's weakest defense: I didn't want to drive you away Ah I just remind you, among so many wives, only Yaqiong is the best luck, there is a little Xiaojie in her belly, everyone else is very jealous, and they can't wait to be like Yaqiong, so I don't need to remind you what will happen after Xiaojie comes back later.
Cheng Zijie ran all the way to the front of the convoy, but did not hear how my aunt answered this question
But there is no doubt that this will be very sad for Zhong Lixin no matter how she answers
Although he also hoped that his aunt would stay on the bus where his family was riding, he knew that it was not suitable for him to express his opinions on this matter, so he could only stop thinking about it and speed up his pace and run.
After a while, Cheng Zijie got into Lieutenant Colonel Fu's command vehicle.
The major was waiting here when the meeting was just now. When he saw Cheng Zijie, he immediately saluted with excitement on his face, and then presented a prepared music player with both hands.
Cheng Zijie didn't talk much nonsense, put on his headphones, and pressed the play button
He immediately heard a very short infrasonic wave synthesized by electronic instruments
This sound is very strange, with a rough mechanical feeling, and it seems that the sound of a normal person speaking has been twice as long, and it is straight and without any fluctuations in tone. Cheng Zijie felt uncomfortable all over when he heard it.
But he could still recognize that this was in the zombie language.
Can this sound wave interfere with the command and communication of zombies?
If it is so simple, isn’t it more effective to record your own voice directly and then play it with high-power audio equipment?
But ordinary zombies will only obey the commands of smart individuals whom they first come into contact with, and their own commands should not work for them.
Cheng Zijie thought about it and heard the second sound again
Still just a few short syllables, and this time it is no longer a language with a specific meaning, but rather a certain noise, similar to the sound of foaming plastic rubbing glass in sounds that humans can hear, and nails scraping through steel, making people feel extremely uncomfortable
If this sound is amplified and released, it should be able to interfere with the command of the zombies to a considerable extent
This one is pretty good
Cheng Zijie continued to listen, and when he heard the third sound, he immediately vomited.
He pulled off his headphones, stretched out his head outside the command car, vomiting, vomiting, his face full of snot and tears, and his stomach was spasming violently.
It was not until Lieutenant Colonel Fu and the major slapped the back and handed the water that he barely regained consciousness and sat in his seat, just like he was electrocuted by an electric current in Haiyuan's laboratory, and he was not incontinence.
The subordinates in the command vehicle looked at each other
Cheng Zijie breathed and took a sip of water to rinse his mouth, then reluctantly said with a wry smile: I'm sorry... I really didn't expect that such a loud sound that is so powerful that you can laugh at me.
The major replied carefully: General, which sound is it?
Cheng Zijie gasped and replied: The third paragraph
The major quickly made records
Lieutenant Colonel Fu asked in confusion: What are these sounds? What does it mean?
Cheng Zijie shook his head: It may not be the first sound I heard is the language of a zombie. The second paragraph that stops means pure noise, the third paragraph that makes people feel uncomfortable just now. He had a cold war: I really can't describe it, let alone tell anything... This sound is impossible to say, and I can't tell anything about it. I heard it feels like my brain is being grabbed directly, twisted hard, twisting my brain out like twisting clothes. It feels like a layer of tape wrapped around my heart. It's extremely difficult to jump up. Finally, Cheng Zijie laughed: It feels like it's a physical attack.
The two subordinates looked at each other and asked together: General, should this infrasonic wave have a good effect against zombies?
Cheng Zijie looked at the player, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and replied: I don’t know, I’ll listen again. After saying that, he trembled and put on his headphones.
Then, he vomited again