The end of the world: Hundreds of billions of supplies and arms were looted from the United States a

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The next day, the neighbors found that the seal was vacant and went out.

He has a troll around his waist and an Ak on his shoulder, which is especially dazzling in this community where there are not many knives.

There was a white-haired girl behind her, so beautiful that people were reluctant to look away, but when they saw her indifferent eyes, the neighbors didn't dare to look at her as if they had been pierced by ice thorns.

Feng Yukong and Leng Sanhua walked in the corridor.

The residents in the corridor all cast fearful glances at the two of them.

But there was a part of the inhabitants who were unusual, and they looked at him with gratitude in their eyes.

"Xiaokong, let's go to the five-party talks, it's really promising, give us 11 layers of long face!"

"Thank you, kid, you really helped us a lot."

Feng Yukong was shocked, these people are hungry and stupid?

Why are you talking nonsense in broad daylight, when did Lao Tzu help you?

Would you rather match it?

But when I saw that part of the people were actually red, there was a sickly flush on their faces...

Feng Yukong, who has a high IQ, seemed to think of something, and couldn't help but feel nauseous.

I really dare to eat it.

"Ironic enough... I killed my neighbor, but my neighbor was grateful to me, which is black humor in the last days. He laughed inwardly.

These people are indeed sick, and they are deformed.

Especially Uncle Zhao next door, he dared to stop him halfway, and said movingly:

"Xiaokong! I used to be uncle, I was wrong, I will compensate you! "

I hope you don't remember the old man!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to shake hands.

Looking at his rough and cracked hands, it was as if he saw a skeletal claw.

"Paw off." He just glanced at it, but didn't stretch out his hand.

"It's uncle, I've climbed high." Uncle Zhao sneered, didn't get angry, and got out of the way.

"Where's your wife?" Feng Yukong seemed to be casual before leaving.

Uncle Zhao has an old wife, who is in a wheelchair with inconvenient legs and feet all the year round, and he usually pushes her out for a walk.

After the end of the world, she was no longer in the community.

"Wife?" Hearing this, Uncle Zhao's eyes darkened obviously:

"She's sick."

After a pause, he said lightly: "But a minor illness is not a disease, and it will be cured soon."

"Sick?" Feng Yukong's eyes froze, there won't be a capable person next door.

Before he had time to think about it, the voice of the Tianba Gang came from the top of the stairs:

"Brother Kong! The other forces have been here for a long time, so it's up to you!

Feng Yukong could only put down his thoughts for the time being, and rushed downstairs with Leng Sanhua.

On the way to the community square.

Along the way, everyone saluted the handsome man and woman.

In this apocalypse where everyone is embarrassed and disgraced, this pair of golden boys and girls with extremely high appearance and spotless faces are simply too dazzling!

Some even want to go up and strike up a conversation.

But when they saw the two guns on the boy's back, everyone remembered the illustrious deeds of him slaughtering the entire martial arts gang and more than a dozen neighbors by himself.

This is a madman who can't be messed with!

In this way, wherever Feng Yukong and Leng Sanhua went, the crowd consciously scattered to both sides and made way for an avenue.

Everyone consciously opened the way for him, and he pulled all the way into the center of the square...

Seeing this scene, the other forces except the Tianba Gang couldn't help frowning.

Good fellow, the pretending to be all done for you.

In the end, you still pretended to be like this, no, you really think of yourself as the protagonist?

At this time, everyone's eyes in the square were on the young man who walked calmly into the center.

There were already four people sitting at the long table in the center, also staring at the tall young man who walked in.

How dare you keep us waiting?

Feng Yaodong sat at the head, his eyes elegant and easy-going.

Chen Ming's eyes were indifferent.

Su Luoqi was interested.

Qin Tianba's face was full of admiration, and he shouted in his heart!

Finally, under the silent gaze of everyone, he came to the long table, and near the long table was a hollow area surrounded by the little brothers of other forces, and the scene was extremely oppressive.

But he still smiled at the corners of his mouth, and he didn't feel the pressure at all.

"Xiao Feng, please take a seat." Feng Yaodong motioned for him to sit in the vacant seat next to him, which was the seat before the Martial Arts Gang.

At a time when everyone thought he was going to sit down.

Feng Yukong pulled over the chair and sat on the opposite side of Feng Yaodong's main seat.

This is a position where even Chen Ming, the leader of the student gang with the largest number of people, will not sit.

Wow -

the crowd in Yaodong Village on the periphery was instantly unhappy.

"Aren't you crazy!"

"Why are you sitting in that position? Sweep the face of our Yaodong Village?!

Even Chen Ming of the Student Gang couldn't help but glance at this young man.

You must know that this Feng Yaodong is not an ordinary person.

Before he became an old sweeper, he had led a village, and the black industry in that village was full of outlaws.

Later, after being hit, he luckily escaped with a group of villagers and lived in this community.

After the end of the world, these outlaws, under the leadership of Feng Yaodong, started again.

In order to lure away the mass zombies, they killed dozens or hundreds of residents without blinking an eye.

These villagers are all ruthless, and they are much more sophisticated and difficult than the students they brought with them.

In fact, it's not just Chen Ming.

Even Su Luo cried a sweat in his heart for this big boy, is he really a newborn calf, or is he really fearless?

Qin Tianba was even more nervous, and if something was wrong, he would let people copy the guy.

And in the face of the whistling sound of the crowd, Feng Yukong still smiled unchanged:

"The butt is too lazy to move, what's the matter?"

The people in Yaodong Village are even more excited, and they are about to have a seizure!

At this moment, Feng Yaodong pressed his hand, and the crowd instantly quieted down.

He smiled kindly and said: "It's just a position, what is the hypocrisy, what is the difference between young people and want to sit?"

"It's still the old man who is sensible." Feng Yukong laughed.

"But you don't even want to call me Uncle Dong." Feng Yaodong was elegant and easy-going one second, and the next second he suddenly had an expressionless face and waved his hand!

The people of Yaodong Village surrounded them in an instant!

Is conflict on the verge of breaking out?