Chapter 12 Uninvited guests, too violent

The huge revolver cannon in Shen Bei's hand, with its huge size, super-long barrel and shocking black hole muzzle, makes people have no doubt that this gun has enough power to blow the skull of the most sturdy armored giant bear into pieces at any range.

This is not a weapon that ordinary people can control, and its fierce recoil is comparable to the firepower output of ancient war machines.

Shooting with this gun with one hand, even if the wrist is not broken or fractured after the first bullet, the subsequent recoil is enough to greatly shift the position of the gun, greatly increasing the time and accuracy required for subsequent aiming.

But at this moment, this barbaric revolver has been placed on the lower jaw of the intruder, and the problem of aiming no longer exists.

Even if Shen Bei's wrist is broken after firing, it will only happen after the intruder's head is turned into fragments all over the sky.

The head under the muzzle looks fragile and thin, whether it is this extremely domineering revolver or the ordinary pistol with the least power, it can easily penetrate her skull.

However, few people could easily pull the trigger, especially after seeing the intruder's appearance, almost all men would not make the decision to shoot at the first time.

Because she is an extremely beautiful girl, who looks less than 20 years old at first glance.

In the context of the era of national famine, the actual age of women is often much younger than their appearance. Perhaps she is only 18 years old, or even younger.

She has short dark chestnut hair and a healthy wheat complexion. Her sexy lips are painted with a strange purple-gray color, and her bright big eyes are staring at Shen Bei.

There is panic in those eyes, but also a little excitement and expectation.

The girl is wearing a short leather jacket with a very low neckline and a short hem that just outlines the outline of her plump breasts and tight and flawless waist, as if there is no other cover under the leather jacket.

The lower body is matched with a pair of tight jeans, which tightly wraps her plump and perky buttocks and slender and powerful legs, like her second layer of skin.

The girl not only has outstanding appearance and graceful figure, but also exudes vigorous vitality and excess energy, which can be seen from the strong smell of alcohol that lingers on her body.

Obviously, the alcohol she drank has made her nervous system overly excited, focusing on seeking excitement and excitement, while being numb to the fear of life and death in front of her.

Although there is a pistol hanging under her chin that may send her to the sky at any time, her eyes, which are slightly blurred by alcohol anesthesia, only stare at Shen Bei's charming eyes and the hand holding the gun.

Shen Bei's washed hands, whether it is smooth lines or delicate skin, make the girl's proud hands pale in comparison.

A trace of murderous intent flashed across Shen Bei's eyes. He had noticed the metal wire that fell on the ground. This woman actually cracked his alarm trap in a drunken state.

His slender index finger on the trigger shrank slightly. With just a little more force, the gun would trigger a thundering blow.

The girl finally noticed this fatal change, her eyes instantly cleared, and fear spread.

Shen Bei stood up while keeping the pistol pointed at her.

As long as his fingers trembled slightly, the girl's beautiful face would turn into a pool of blood and flesh.

The pistol was pressed against her, forcing her to tiptoe and maintain an extreme posture that only ballet dancers could do. Any small movement could cause the pistol to fire accidentally.

However, at this critical moment, Shen Bei made an unexpected move.

He first gently combed her chestnut short hair, then touched behind her ears, gently massaged along her neck, and even inserted his fingers into her slightly open and panting mouth.

The girl instinctively wanted to bite off the two cold and slippery fingers, but she did not dare to move. She could only let fear and tension spread throughout her body, and sweat began to slide quietly along her cheeks and neck.

Then, Shen Bei's fingers gently unbuttoned the only two buttons of her short leather jacket, exposing her upper body without any underwear, and then carefully explored her skin inch by inch.

The pair of breasts, which were not plump but upright, naturally received special attention and were kneaded repeatedly.

The cold and smooth touch transmitted by Shen Bei's fingertips was like a wandering snake, and like the lingering tongue of a lover.

Then, he turned his target to her lower body. He unbuttoned her jeans without hesitation, pulled them roughly below the knees, and began a comprehensive and in-depth inspection.

In this era full of mutant energy and mutant genes, any bumps on a woman's body may be a hiding place for deadly weapons or biochemical organs, especially for those who are good at genetic evolution. Organs can be deformed and proliferated at will. They look ordinary on the outside, but they may hide tentacle-like structures inside.

The girl frowned in pain, squeezed out a few hoarse moans from her throat, and Shen Bei's body search process came to a temporary end.

He stepped back and put away his gun.

After confirming that she was unarmed and her drunken state was not a disguise, and that she did not seem to have any obvious malice, Shen Bei asked in a low voice: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

The girl's eyes burned with a fiery fire, and she replied: "My name is Bai Luo. I thought you were so cool when you came out of the shower. Why didn't I notice it before? Hehe. By the way, I'm a master of lock picking."

Shen Bei is no stranger to such situations.

In this era of rampant violence, women are in a low position due to their physical and strength disadvantages. Many women can only exchange their bodies for basic survival supplies, such as food and water.

With Bai Luo's youth and beauty, he can indeed survive in this way, but if he wants to live a better life, he must master solid skills and provide practical value to the shelter.

As a mercenary in his previous life and a wilderness hunter in this life, Shen Bei is already familiar with the nature of money, violence, women and transactions.

However, the current situation does not seem to conform to his principles, because it touches some bottom lines that he is unwilling to compromise easily.

"I have no money."

Shen Bei now has no crystal source cores, which have long been turned into bullets and rent.

Only one pound of meat is left.

This girl is obviously worth more than this price.

The fire in the girl's eyes burned more fiercely, and she suddenly pounced on like a female leopard, with such a strong momentum that she pressed Shen Bei directly on the bed.

While she was panting heavily, she tore Shen Bei's clothes hard, and her mouth was a mixture of desire and roar:

"No money this time! You searched so hatefully just now, give it to me, now!"

The action of getting straight to the point immediately achieved the effect.

However, she had to stand up and leave the position that could immediately extinguish the lust in her body.

Shen Bei's revolver was against her chin again, pushing her up.

"I have a lot of things to do tomorrow, so I have to save my energy."

Shen Bei was like a ball of fire a moment ago, but now he was completely like a block of ice.

The girl was almost driven crazy by the change from hot to cold, but she had to leave under the pressure of the pistol.

She was almost completely naked, holding her clothes, and watched the door slam shut and lock in front of her.

Shen Bei sat upright on the bed, with the pistol across his knees.

Hearing the gnashing, hysterical threat from outside the door: "Shen Bei! Sooner or later I will rape you!"

Shen Bei: ...