Apocalypse: The Fat Lady Strikes Back

The owner of the fashion shop didn't know where he went, and he couldn't come back. Anyway, he didn't give any explanation to the Lu family. He ran away and left a whole store of goods.

Lu Zhengqing's father, Lu Lecheng, thought that his business was in a downturn and he couldn't rent out the left and right sides of the storefront, so he locked the storehouse and the goods in the shop. One day in the future, when the world is better, he will just open the door again.

How could he have thought that this shop would be smashed?

As soon as Lu Zhengqing, Cen Yi, and Qiao Lingxiang walked out from the back door of the front, they saw a group of young men, all thin, who looked malnourished since childhood, trying to pry the back door of this front one by one.

When Cen Yi saw it, he raised his voice and asked:

"Hey, there is no law?"

A few thin and unhealthy young people with colorfully dyed hair, saw Cen Yi, Qiao Lingxiang and Lu Zhengqing coming out of a security door in the back street, they took out their pocket knives one after another, one of them In the lead, Chong Cenyi said:

"Don't talk nonsense, it has nothing to do with you."

Before Cen Yi could speak, Lu Zhengqing stepped forward and stood in front of Cen Yi. He pulled the watermelon knife out of its scabbard sideways, blinked his peach blossom eyes and said with a smile:

"I'm sorry, everyone, if you want to do something, go to another street to do it. Many of the facades on this street belong to my house. You are here to break the door. If it happens, it's none of my business."

Cen Yi clenched his fists, twisted his neck, and the muscles and bones in his neck made a "click" sound. He pulled his hand to the back of his waist, and just out of thin air, he pulled out a ruler-long steel knife from his back. Come.

Seeing this, Qiao Lingxiang pulled out a small dagger from her sleeve, stepped back, and hid in the iron gate.

The gangsters who pried open the door originally wanted to take advantage of the fact that there is no security inspection on the street, and the next street is blocked in front of the management system building to make trouble. Xiangcheng is closed, and now people are in panic. They want to come to this most prosperous business in Xiangcheng. The back door of the street, stealing some supplies.

Seeing someone coming out to obstruct them, they immediately showed a fierce look one by one. Someone pointed at Cen Yi, brandished a folding knife, and poked the folding knife in Cen Yi's direction threateningly.

But due to the long knife in Cen Yi's hand, they were just probing.

Cen Yi didn't try to tempt these people, he just slashed at him with a steel knife, and cut off half of the palm of the gangster with the jackknife.

Little bastards: ".?"

Is this for real?

The little gangster who had half of his palm cut off, covered his bleeding hand and screamed.

One of the punks behind him yelled:

"Don't mess with him, he's Cen Yi, last time I heard that he beat Yue Dian half to death, let's go."

After finishing speaking, the bastard who shouted ran away by himself.

Others have heard of Cen Yi's name, but they have never met Cen Yi himself. Seeing that Cen Yi is even more ruthless than them, and his actions are so ruthless, how dare they delay here.

Then, among the group of people, someone confronted the glaring knife in Cen Yi's hand, which was not even stained with blood, and bravely said a harsh word,

"You wait for me."

After the harsh words, a group of punks turned around and ran away from the back street.

Cen Yi put the steel knife across the back of his neck, holding the handle with one hand and the tip of the knife with the other, just holding the extremely sharp blade with his bare hands, looking at the empty backstreet, with a rebellious posture Standing on the spot arrogantly again, he let out a "sneer".

This ran away, boring.

Turning around, she saw that Qiao Lingxiang had come out of the back door of Lu Zhengqing's house. She was squatting on the ground, holding half of her palm on the ground with her fingers, and was watching carefully.

Don't ask her why she did this, just feel... It's a pity to want to see how much the half of the palm weighs.

Lu Zhengqing turned his head and saw Qiao Lingxiang's movements. He lowered his head, looked at Qiao Lingxiang beside him, and reminded softly,

"Lost it, dirty baby."

Her behavior, why does she have the meaning of checking the game and preparing to eat it?

After being reminded by Lu Zhengqing, Qiao Lingxiang suddenly reacted from her whimsy, and twirled the fingers on the severed palm with both fingers, throwing the severed palm farther away.

He also heard that in front of Lu Zhengqing's house, in the busiest commercial street in Xiangcheng, the smashing and looting was still going on. This group of people was not in the same group as the gangsters in the back street.

Of course, no matter whether they belonged to a gang or not, there was no security check.

All the security checks in Xiangcheng were transferred to the management system building, as well as all traffic roads and trading houses entering and leaving Xiangcheng.

Now the school and the hospital can no longer take care of them, and all the students are sent home, regardless of whether they have handed in the energy voucher or not, they all go home.

As for the hospital, there are too many people, and we can only rely on people to consciously observe discipline.

Darkness is approaching, and I am afraid that there will be chaos.

Cen Yi led Lu Zhengqing, and the two of them quickly walked around to the main street of the commercial street, and saw several people beating, smashing and looting on this facade.

Like Lu Zhengqing's family, many shops on this commercial street have been closed since years ago. Once the shutters of many shops are closed, no one knows if there is food inside.

In other words, you won't know until you break it open.

With a knife in his hand, Lu Zhengqing was dizzy with anger. He looked at Cen Yi and said:

"Brother, don't worry about this matter, you take Xiangxiang back, this is my family's business."

"Fuck off, don't be hypocritical, can you leave me?"

Cen Yi glanced at Lu Zhengqing, took the back of the knife, and slashed at a man who was smashing the lock of the rolling gate.

The man wanted to find some supplies in the chaos, but Cen slashed at his finger with the back of a knife. He screamed in fright, and ran away scrambling.

Lu Zhengqing, who was left behind, blinked his peach blossom eyes again when he heard Cen Yi say this, and looked back, followed Qiao Lingxiang who came out from a distance, and said:

"Honey, protect yourself."

After finishing speaking, Lu Yaoxie took a knife with a sheath, rushed into a nearby jewelry store that was smashed open, and directly grabbed the two men who were rummaging through boxes and boxes and beat them violently.

The two men were beaten out of the jewelry store by Lu Zhengqing.

At this time, Ajiu and Zhao Long couldn't help but came out of Lu Zhengqing's shop. They also brought sheathed knives and came to help together, driving away the vandals and looters on the street.

The young men were quite brave, and it was no problem to hit a group of people alone, especially Zhao Long, who was not used to using a knife in the end, so he simply handed the knife to Qiao Lingxiang who was hiding behind, and he directly grabbed the collar of the person and threw it to the ground.

These people who smashed and looted in the main street were different from the gangsters who pried the back door in the back street. Those gangsters often broke the rules before the end of the world, and it was not an exaggeration to kill them.

But most of the people who smashed their facades on the main street didn't look so fancy, but they were all dressed in ordinary clothes. Presumably, they might have been forced to do nothing by life.

Cen Yi only wanted to drive people away and did not take their lives. Zhao Long also controlled his own strength so as not to kill people, just fall one and fear another.

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