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

After Feng Yukong came out of the supermarket, he wandered on the streets.

On the road, I kept seeing ambulances honking and opening the road...

He even saw with his own eyes a car that was in good motion suddenly lost control and rammed into the fence, and the people inside obviously fainted suddenly.

"The signs are coming,"

he knew, and at first the men had just fainted, and most of them were not aggressive.

The few aggressive ones are just unconsciously clenching their teeth in a coma, although the picture is a little infiltrating, but it is not dangerous and acceptable.

But that's just a mild hors d'oeuvres.

Seven days later, the mutation will break out around the world, and then it will not be the relatively mild symptoms it is now...

"Hurry up. He

wandered around looking for a place where he could continue to make a big splash.

As he was walking, he searched for it, and suddenly there was a burst of laughter in front of him.

Feng Yukong's ears moved slightly, why is this voice so familiar?

Several people in front of him, led by a flat-headed boy, "Hey, isn't this a kid in the same group as us, it's okay to wander around

?" "Zhang Wenlong?" Feng Yukong looked up, only to see Zhang Wenlong and a few yellow-skinned young people blowing wine bottles passing by.

Zhang Wenlong is his direct senior, relying on his family's donation to the library of Capital University, a rich second generation, although he is far from comparable with Mu Sili, but the family is also rich, and there are many so-called friends.

Those people are not students of the research group, but obviously his fox friends who immigrated to the United States.

"Brother Long, do you know?" the others asked with a mouthful of wine.

The irascible Zhang Wenlong smashed the wine bottle, "him!"

Everything was silent, and the fighting companions instantly understood the meaning and surrounded them with a sneer.

Zhang Wenlong, who was drunk, thought that when he was queuing at the airport before, he was actually frightened by a look from this kid, and he was immediately annoyed and angry, plus he had a lot of people, so he went straight to the top and wanted to teach him a hard lesson.

"Four people. Feng Yukong frowned slightly, clenched his fists, and felt the feedback of his physical fitness.

After the space appeared, his physical strength was strengthened, and even his eyes were much clearer, and he couldn't tell for a moment whether it was the credit of the space or the space.

Now ordinary people should no longer be their opponents, let alone the few rice bags in front of them that have been hollowed out by wine.

"Yes. He loosened the knuckle of his fist.

Several people greeted the door of the sealed empty face one after another with their fists, and they were not happy to see this face, which made people jealous!

But their drunken fists with the intent of alcohol, where could they pose any threat to the sealed air?

He dodged his fists lightly, and grabbed the wrists of the first two of them with great strength.

The two men suddenly felt their hands locked in the big iron tongs!

It hurts! Where did he get so much energy!" The

two who bore the brunt of the pain were in pain, grinning their teeth, and most of their drunkenness dissipated.

Where is the strength of Feng Yukong that these few kidney deficiency boys can compare

? With a hard pull, he threw the two of them to the ground, facing the door down, so that their noses almost collapsed, Feng Yukong frowned slightly, and secretly said Isn't this not good? Then he stepped on the heads of the two of them hard, and the noses of the two facing the floor completely collapsed, now he is completely relieved, you two have no combat effectiveness~

In the process, another person has leaned in front of him, holding a knife and stabbing him in the thigh!

Feng Yu didn't retreat in the air, and stretched out his leg and swept sideways to directly make the sneak attacker's body unbalanced.

Then a snatching knife stabbed him in the thigh, and gave him a spin, even slowing down.

"Whew!!!" the knife-wielding sneak attack howled directly to the sky, extremely miserable.

Zhang Wenlong was frightened, why was this young man so ruthless??? he was

about to rush to the front with a wine bottle, but after seeing the fate of his three companions, he didn't dare to get closer, but smashed the wine bottle in his hand into the empty head.

However, a scene that frightened him appeared!

I saw that the bottle that had been smashed into him so quickly that it was about to hit his head suddenly disappeared...

It's gone?

!Zhang Wenlong shouted that he saw a ghost, he really drank too much!

Sealed in the hollow, it also set off waves, and the wine bottle flew too fast just now, he would have been too late to react.

But instinctively, as soon as his mind moved, the wine bottle that was about to hit his scalp was instantly put into his space, and now it is still spinning in space...

But he also felt that in the face of high-speed moving wine bottles, there would be a slight resistance when he put them into the space, although it was insignificant, but there was.

It's not a simple relationship between action and reaction, for example, he has received several boxes of fruit hundreds of times heavier than this wine bottle, and he has never felt resistance...

Could it be that it has something to do with attacking hostility?

Forget it, let's explore the principle slowly.

He came to Zhang Wenlong, who was sitting on the ground.

"You, what do you want

!" "Bang

!" "Ouch! You dare to slap me on the left side of the face! Don't you make it if you don't hit someone in the face?!" Zhang Wenlong was fanned to a lot, lying on the ground and scolding.

"Smack!" and then the right cheek was also hit.

"A good man has something to say!" Feng

Yukong didn't speak, grabbed his collar, and slapped him in the face.

I didn't let go until I fanned the face of this thing into a pig's head.

He sighed with emotion, it's so cool to fan people, it's much better than beating people and stabbing people with knives to relieve pressure!

" "Say, what is the purpose of you looking for me?" After flipping four of them, Feng Yukong sat on Zhang Wenlong's back and used him as a chair, and then rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt with his head tilted, so leisurely.

"Hey, what purpose can we have! We just want to go to the gun shop two blocks away to buy something, just passing by! A good man spares his life!"

Hearing this sentence, Feng Yukong's eyes lit up, "Do you have

a gun license?" The new 2060 regulations stipulate that customers need a gun license to enter a gun shop, and if not, they need to be accompanied by a person with a gun license to guarantee before entering.

Without a gun license, he wouldn't be stupid enough to break into a gun shop.

"I'll be shot, and I'm not a sports student..."Feng Yu complained in the hollow.

"Yes, my family also has a company in the United States, and I have a green card in the United States. "

Noise. Feng Yukong slapped him again, "Let's go with Lao Tzu."

Zhang Wenlong subconsciously wanted to refuse, but the situation was stronger than people.

He said helplessly, "Shall I call an ambulance for them first?"

"You can't call it." Feng Yukong stood up and said in a strange tone, "What the most lacking thing in the entire city is an ambulance right now.

Zhang Wenlong didn't believe in the evil and dialed the number, really, all the lines were busy, and he snorted:

"Unlucky! This also dares to be called the most powerful medical system in the whole meter?"

Feng Yukong glanced at him, and secretly said in his heart This is really your wrong strange family, it is really an apocalyptic crisis that is difficult to resist, even if it is a prelude to the apocalypse, it is enough to make human beings scramble.

In a few days, not to mention the breakdown of the medical system, any institution will be defeated, and it will not be as stable as a flood.

Zhang Wenlong struggled to get up and called a taxi for the unlucky bastard, "Grass, you guys go to the hospital by yourself."

Then he reluctantly led Feng Yukong to the nearest gun shop.

On the way, he looked at Feng Yukong with some fear and some doubts:

"You said that you don't have a gun license and can't play with a gun, what are you doing in there."

Feng Yukong said: "I'll take a look."

Zhang Wenlong thought about it, what teenager doesn't have a dream of playing with guns? Even if he just looks at it and touches it.

Having said that, is the young man next to him really just a freshman?"

"I said junior, I'm Zhang Wenlong, a sophomore, your direct senior, are you Gui Geng this year?"

"

I see that you are so ruthless, don't you look like a 18-year-old child?"

"Do you believe it if I take it out?"

Zhang Wenlong: "???

" "Don't be verbose, how far is it." Feng Yukong said impatiently, although he could still loot the largest gun city in the United States in the future, but he suffered from a phobia of insufficient firepower, thinking that he could sweep a little more.

Especially when he saw the ambulances coming and going, whining and honking, he felt that time was even more urgent.

"It's time to arrive, it's just ahead. The two came to the door of a gun shop, small in scale, but no matter how small it was, it was meat.

After Zhang Wenlong showed his gun license, the two walked inside.

Half an hour later, they went out and left.

Dozens of rifles and pistols, as well as thousands of rounds of ammunition, were unknowingly contained in the empty space.

The scale of this gun shop is still too small.

Even the desert only has three in stock, and it's really a small shop, so let's look forward to the world's first gun city.

He complained in his heart.

But complaining and complaining, he is already very satisfied with this harvest.

After all, zombies are rampant in the last days, and weapons are as important as food, and even weapons are more precious than food!

How many families can come up with decent weapons, let alone guns!

I have looted so many iron lumps in the United States, and when the time comes, I will be able to better protect myself in the zombie environment in China.

What, a threat from other human beings?

Have you ever heard a saying that the poor are interspersed with tactics, and the rich are sudden...

The young man who was about to get rich and pus laughed.

As soon as he went out, Feng Yukong sent Zhang Wenlong away.

"If you beat us, we're not afraid that I'll call the police?" Zhang Wenlong said.

"Laugh to death, now is the year 2060, when racial discrimination is getting worse, and the Mi will control the drunken brawls between yellow-skinned people?"

"So you know. Zhang Wenlong's face was embarrassed and he left in a gloomy manner.

Then Feng Yukong went to the neighborhood to buy a pass, and then went back to the hotel after exhaustion.

On the way back, Feng Yukong, who returned with a full load, was in a very happy mood.

Today is quite rewarding, not to mention buying so many things, I also developed space capabilities, although the ability is not developed much, but after all, it has just begun.

He scanned the supplies and guns in the space with his mind, and the corners of his mouth had a smile unique to a young man, "This day is getting more and more promising." "