Doomsday Rise

Go back to the cemetery and tell Lu Yan the news. Lu Yan doesn't care about it. For her, she is used to the jungle, so she doesn't care about reasons and reasons. As long as there are monsters to kill, there is money to be made, and she doesn't care about the rest. Opinion.

In the past two days, both of them were nervous, and the cemetery was not suitable for killing monsters at night, so they made an appointment tomorrow to go offline separately. However, before going offline, Liu Weian divided the money he got into two halves and gave it to part of her. For this part of the income, Lu Yan did his part to take it, a smile appeared on her tense face, Liu Wei'an smiled secretly, it turned out that he was a small money fan.

Lu Yan went offline, but Liu Weian did not. Instead, he returned to the city and drew 60 spells before going offline. Unfortunately, his condition was not good, and only 50 arrows succeeded.

When I got off the line, I happened to meet the time to eat. Now that I have money, I can eat three meals a day. When I go off the line late, I have to add a supper. Zhao Xin's face has become baby fat. It was rare for Zhao Nannan to take a bath. In Liu Weian's impression, Zhao Nannan seemed to have never taken a bath, or he had never taken a bath, but he didn't pay attention. However, on second thought, he probably hadn't washed it. At that time, he didn't even have a change of clothes, so who would want to take a bath? Even the girl Zhao Xin has been looking dirty for a long time, and she doesn't even wash her face. But he himself, because of the habit he developed on Earth, has to wash himself every morning and evening.

In fact, this is also caused by environmental decisions. The earth is the origin of human beings. Although it has also experienced nuclear wars, after all, water resources are still relatively abundant. Mars is different. Mars lacks water, and most of the water resources are plundered from other planets. Yes, not to mention drinking water, which is terribly expensive, and domestic water is also not cheap. Most Martian natives have the habit of conserving water, except, of course, the nobles, because they don't need it.

After dinner, Liu Weian went out. In fact, Zhao Xin really wanted to go out with her, but at night, there was chaos outside, so Liu Weian didn't dare to take her out.

The night of Mars came earlier, it was already dark at about six o’clock, the wind howled, blowing on people’s bodies like steel knives scraping bones, during the day, the beggars and slaves squatting in the corner had already run to I went into a bridge hole that could block the wind or a broken house where I could hide. In the dark street, I could see two lights occasionally, and there were basically no people. It was eerily quiet.

Liu Wei'an didn't care about this, he didn't come to admire the moon, he started to run wildly after he went out, the first ten minutes was just a warm-up, and then his speed gradually increased, and when he ran to the highest speed, the speed had already reached 80 kilometers per hour, and the icy wind Huhu scraped past his ears, Liu Weian's skin turned red, and he breathed white air. Not only did he not feel cold, but he felt extremely comfortable.

Ever since he ate more than 80,000 power seeds that mutated that day, he has always had the urge to run. That feeling is like being full and needs to be digested, but is there a way to digest it? He came out to run wildly in the middle of the night. He ran for two or three hours, and his speed increased rapidly. On the first night, he was out of breath at a speed of 30 kilometers per hour, and on the second night, his speed reached 60 kilometers per hour. A few days ago, he It reached a speed of 80 kilometers per hour, and then the speed increase slowed down, and the increase was slow, but the explosive speed was still increasing.

The explosive speed of the athletes in the 100-meter race is close to 20 meters per second, and he is more than double that of them, almost breaking through 50 meters per second. Now, even if he does not have games and participates in sports, he can support himself.

Liu Wei'an was very obsessed with the feeling of whistling in the wind. He felt as if the buildings on both sides were retreating rapidly, and he seemed to be flying. These two feelings are completely different from riding in a car.

After one hour, two hours, three hours, three and a half hours, Liu Weian stopped, the evil fire in his body was almost gone, and he silently felt the starry sky pattern protruding from his mind, the lit place , the light seemed to brighten up a bit.

At this moment, a dazzling light suddenly lit up on the street, the roar of the engine approached from far away, and the speed exceeded at least 110 yards.

Liu Wei'an had almost just rushed out of the center of the road when a yellow car whizzed by, only two fists away from knocking him into the air.

Anger flashed in Liu Wei'an's heart. If it wasn't for his agility, he would have been hit to death at this time. However, the anger subsided immediately. It was a sports car. People who can drive a sports car out for a stroll in the middle of the night are not something he can offend. After starting up, the sports car was followed by two off-road vehicles, about 50 meters behind.

A sports car, moreover a convertible sports car, Liu Weian has good eyesight. When passing by, he could clearly see that the driver was a young man, not more than twenty years old, dressed in fancy and expensive clothes, and in his arms sat a A coquettishly dressed girl with smoky makeup, ageless, navel exposed, miniskirt on the lower body, large grid black stockings, and white thighs are as dazzling as white jade under such night light.

From the skin, slender figure, and scented breath, it can be seen that the girl is also very young, also not more than twenty years old. Liu Weian cursed inwardly: I am not afraid of freezing to death.

The air seems to be echoing with the girl's triumphant laughter, full of slutty temptation.

laugh--

The tires rubbed against the ground, a burst of smoke came out, and the piercing sound was especially loud in the dark night. The yellow sports car stopped about 300 meters away from Liu Wei'an. It takes no more than two seconds to stop.

Liu Wei'an was about to leave, but suddenly Zou frowned. The place where the sports car stopped was a relatively large open space, or a small square, where slaves usually solve their problems. Don't think that beggars have no benefits. Entanglements, like nobles, have conflicts wherever there are people, but the expression of interests is different. Between nobles, the focus of conflicts may be a certain mine, millions of slaves, or a certain high position, while among slaves it is More realistically, a biscuit, an energy tank, or even a piece of rusty iron may cause conflicts.

Conflicts can be big or small, small ones can be resolved anywhere, and big ones, such as between gangs, fellow villagers, or factions, sometimes cannot be resolved by fighting. Time needs to be adjusted and negotiated, and this small square is a special place for negotiation.

There are buildings tens of meters high on all sides, which block the howling cold wind. Even in the dark night, there are a large number of slaves gathered in this place. What trouble.

This young man who drives a luxury car must have come from the other side of the door to have fun, because even if there is a car on the other side of the door, it is about to eliminate the kind of second-hand, third-hand or even scrapped cars. No sports cars. Therefore, the people who drive sports cars are all the people on the other side of the door.

Two off-road vehicles also stopped behind and leaned side by side. The searchlight on the top was turned on, and the small square was immediately lit up like daylight. The gathered slaves were illuminated by the strong light, causing a burst of chaos. It felt like a hibernating snake nest slowly waking up.

"Whoever snatches it belongs to him?" The fancy-dressed young man jumped up from the car and sat on the hood with a condescending smile on his face. Throwing out a steamed bun, the snow-white steamed bun rolled a few times on the ground, stained with a lot of dust, and there was still half a leaf, which could be seen clearly under the illumination of the searchlight.

The small square suddenly fell silent for a moment, and then boiled up. The hungry slaves with red eyes let out a roar and rushed out. At this moment, their thin bodies erupted with unimaginable strength, and the speed almost reached seven or eight meters per second. In the end, a slightly thicker slave snatched the steamed buns and quickly stuffed them in front of his mouth. His open yellow teeth were about to close when he was punched heavily in the face, and the teeth flew out mixed with blood. The steamed bun drew a charming arc in the air and fell into the hands of a seven or eight-year-old child by coincidence.

This skinny child with only bones left didn't want to go over and snatch it, because he knew that compared with other people, he didn't have the slightest advantage. He was brought out by others when they got up. This kind of slave orphans who have no status and no power are usually put on the outer layer at night to resist the cold. When the steamed bun fell into his hands, he was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes burst into light. He opened his mouth and took a big bite. A wonderful smell of fermented flour spread all over his body, and there was also a faint sweetness. It is an indescribable delicacy, better than anything he has ever eaten. In the commercial street, he has seen steamed buns more than once, and has always fantasized about the taste of steamed buns. Now, he has finally tasted it, and it is better than he imagined. Eat a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times...

bump!

A rock weighing more than ten kilograms hit the child's head, blood gushing out. The thin child didn't make a sound, and fell straight down. The steamed bun came out of his hand and rolled on the ground. The slave jumped on the steamed bun, roaring threateningly.

The joy in the child's eyes slowly dissipated, and there was no pain or fear on his face from the beginning to the end. The mouthful of steamed buns he didn't have time to swallow filled all the memories of his last bald head, only a pool of blood expanded on the ground. .

The steamed buns are constantly transferred from one slave to another slave. Every slave who grabs the steamed buns is besieged by other slaves. If you are lucky, you will bury your head in your arms after taking a bite. Unlucky Yes, I fell down before I could eat it.

The steamed buns are getting smaller and smaller, but more and more people are falling into the pool of blood. On the sports car, the young man laughs wantonly with an insolent posture. After seeing the blood, not only is there no fear at all, on the contrary, there is an expression of excitement on his face , after seeing that the steamed stuffed bun was robbed, he threw another one out.

The slaves shouted, and a new round of looting started, the blood continued to shoot out, and the deaths continued to happen. The young people haha, when they saw a slave's head smashed into broken watermelons, white and red splashes After ejaculating all over the floor, I couldn't bear it any longer, and lifted the girl out of the car, unbuttoned the crotch, took out the work, and pressed the woman's head hard.

Half an hour later, the young man threw all the seven or eight steamed buns out and drove back, but dozens of corpses and countless wounded were left in the small square.