The female supporting role of the last days is fierce

"What's wrong with you?!" The male supermarket store owner looked at the woman who had appeared inexplicably in front of him with fear and fear, feeling a little unsure of her purpose.

Fei Qianlan flashed into the supermarket without saying a word. Her figure flashed and moved behind him instantly. She raised her palm and struck him lightly on the back of the neck, knocking him unconscious!

"What did you do to my husband?!" From behind the slightly higher shelves, a middle-aged woman with disheveled hair and a gray coat came out. She picked up a long iron rod and rushed over, looking desperate.

The frame.

Fei Qianlan moved her right foot and slid sideways to avoid the middle-aged woman's attack. She took a few steps closer and knocked the middle-aged woman unconscious to the ground with another blow from her hand.

No longer looking at the two people collapsed on the ground, Fei Qianlan carefully looked around the furnishings in the supermarket, quickly destroyed the surveillance cameras in three different directions, and searched around but found nothing.

After the others, they began to collect things into the space.

Although this supermarket is not big, it sells quite a complete range of things, from toiletries to paper supplies, from oil, salt, sauce and vinegar to tobacco, wine and tea. It took almost twenty minutes to collect almost all of them, of which it took eight minutes.

In that time, 90% of the items were stored in the special small cargo room in the supermarket.

Except for a few bottles of oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tobacco, wine, and tea left in the supermarket, not a single box was left. As for uncooked rice, noodles, snacks, instant noodles, drinks, milk, etc., there were quite a few, toiletries and

I also took most of the paper supplies.

Adding up all the money, she moved almost two-thirds of the entire supermarket, and filled up even a corner of the portable space.

As for why she didn’t empty out all the stuff in the supermarket, this is Fei Qianlan’s habit of robbing people. Just like in the era of advanced interstellar civilization, as the pirate leader, she and her subordinates would not go crazy and rob everyone.

A passing spacecraft can be robbed once or twice a month, which is enough to supply survival resources.

Everything is too much and too little is too late. Besides, it is not difficult for her to collect resources now. With the portable space, it is feasible to collect all the way. Why should she completely deprive the survivors in the community of their hope of life.

When Fei Qianlan ran home carrying a bulging canvas bag, her mother and Wen Siru were sitting in the living room, looking worriedly at the door. They breathed a sigh of relief after seeing her.

When his eyes fell on the big bulging cloth bag on her back, Yang Shuyao didn't know where his daughter had gone, but she still said angrily, "I ran out before dawn without even saying hello.

I wonder how worried we are at home?!"

"Mom, don't worry." He reached out and gently shook his mother's arm. Fei Qianlan patted his chest in a flattering manner and promised repeatedly, "I will discuss anything with you in the future."

Wen Siru stood up and approached, and quickly reached out to take the big cloth bag carried by his friend. As soon as he took it, he felt that the cloth bag was very heavy, "Next time I look for food, I will go with you."

Lan Lan has become so thin, especially when she saw this huge cloth bag, she felt so sad for such a thin person carrying a bag that was twice as big as hers.

"Okay." Fei Qianlan pursed her lips and smiled without any pretense, her dark phoenix eyes flashing with a serious light, "I will definitely call you next time."

Although her friend Siru does not have any special abilities, if she wants to survive in this apocalyptic world, being blindly hidden by herself will only hinder her true growth.

After stretching, Fei Qianlan rubbed her belly, blinked at her mother beside her and said pitifully, "Mom, I'm hungry."

Obviously knowing that her daughter was joking, but seeing that she had lost a lot of weight and her face was getting smaller and smaller, Yang Shuyao felt distressed and gently touched her daughter's face, and replied angrily, "Just do it."

My daughter was originally on the thin side, and since she fainted and woke up for no apparent reason, she has become even more skinny. I wanted to give my daughter supplements, but when the end of the world came, I almost ran out of food, let alone supplements.

Unexpectedly, just when she was secretly worried, her daughter Lanlan didn't even say hello, went out to look for food before dawn, and brought a large bag of things when she got home.

Even without opening the canvas bag, Yang Shuyao knew that there must be food inside. Her daughter risked her life to go outside to find food, but she was huddled at home and didn't dare to step out.

Recalling her husband and everything that happened after the end of the world, all kinds of emotions came to her heart like a mixture of five flavors.

Before she had time to feel sad, Yang Shuyao was interrupted by her daughter. After reacting, Yang Shuyao immediately put away her depressed mood, took out the food in the cloth bag and started cooking rice and stir-fry vegetables.

There is a twenty kilogram bag of rice, a two kilogram package of dried meat, five packages each of instant noodles and mustard cores, ten ham sausages, two beautifully packaged salted ducks, ten small packages of chocolate, and three rows of bottled yogurt.

Breakfast consisted of thick white rice porridge, a plate of thin slices of meat mixed with mustard shreds, and a plate of thinly sliced ​​ham.

This breakfast, which was once very simple, now feels particularly delicious when the four of them eat it. Even Tongtong, who didn't like meat before, ate the side dishes in one bite and drank up the rice porridge in the bowl.

"Eleven days have passed, and there are more and more zombies outside. It's not an option for us to stay at home and not go out." Yang Shuyao, who put down the bowls and chopsticks and frowned, said in a heavy tone.

"It stands to reason that the government should build several survival bases." Wen Siru, who also finished eating, spoke softly, paused for a moment and then sighed helplessly, "It's a pity that our information is limited and we can't get reliable news."

After picking up a chopstick of shredded mustard and drinking up the last bit of rice porridge in the bowl, Fei Qianlan, who looked satisfied, didn't say anything and allowed the two people sitting next to each other to talk back and forth.

"Mom, go find grandpa and uncle." Fei Qiantong, who was sitting on the opposite seat, suddenly said something. He blinked his big eyes, stretched out his little hand and said seriously, "Grandpa has a very powerful sword at home, which will protect us.

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"If possible, we will go find grandpa and uncle." Yang Shuyao gently rubbed his son's head and his expression softened obviously. In fact, he was not sure whether there would be another chance to meet them.

The distance between the north and the south is too far. In the past, there were flights. But now it is the end of the world with zombies everywhere. In the chaos, we may never see each other again in our lifetime.

Fei Qianlan, who was listening on the sidelines, slowly sat up straight and tapped her thighs with her slender fingers a few times. She remembered the long knife that her grandfather had always kept.

The sword is nearly one meter long. It is a sharp double-edged sword, without rings, like a broad sword. The entire blade is engraved with simple and profound totem patterns, giving it a distant and ancient atmosphere.

If you think that it is old and only a shell that has been dulled by time is left, you are totally wrong.

The knife broke instantly when blown, and was as sharp as iron. When it was swung, it seemed as if it could tear the air in front of you.

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