I Cut Down the Troubled World Alone

There is a road out of the community. There are shops on the left and right sides. Turning 600 meters to the left is the vegetable market. There are everything there.

"It's so quiet."

In the past, the vegetable market was very lively. There were uncles and aunts selling vegetables everywhere, as well as citizens carrying vegetable baskets to buy vegetables.

Enter the vegetable market.

The unique taste of the market is coming.

It brought a different feeling to his peaceful heart.

As if everything came back.

"What a waste."

The vegetable stalls on both sides were knocked to the ground. Vegetables were scattered all over the floor. There were footprints, and they were all smashed. It must have been a mess yesterday. Otherwise, for the vegetable farmers, how could it be possible to waste food like this.

I came to the familiar meat stall, where I used to buy meat.

The boss is very nice. He's fat, fat, and a little greasy, but he's generous and informal. He's never short of ounces or taels for meat buyers, and he'll give away a little more.

Everyone called him Pork Rong.

"Boss, are you there?"

Standing in front of the meat stall, the meat in front of him was still fresh. He wanted the boss to choose a piece of fresh pork for him, but there was no response. He chose it by himself. Living alone, he knew a lot of common sense in grocery shopping.

When I saw a piece of fresh pork lying there quietly, the color was very good, I saw it at a glance.

He knows the price. If the boss is not there, he can only choose it himself.

Sudden.

There was a roar from below the booth, and a zombie crawled up, even with a hideous face and black blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, he could see at a glance that this was the stall owner Pork Rong.

The zombie twisted his head, roared, wanted to bite Chu Chen, wanted to climb to the booth and rush over, but his fat body could not support him to do such a difficult act, so he could only wave with his teeth and claws.

"The boss really likes to sell meat. Even if he turns into a zombie, he has to guard his booth and wave his hands to attract customers."

"Unfortunately, I'm the only one now."

Lin Fan picked up a piece of meat and placed it on the electronic scale.

"Boss, this is hind leg meat. It's three catties in total. I know the price. It's nine yuan a catty, three nine and twenty-one. No, it's twenty-seven. I'm sorry, but I'm not very good at math."

He scratched his head, a little shy, took out his mobile phone, and scanned the code to pay.

Ding!

payment successful.

Even in the apocalypse now, one has to insist on paying. The boss has turned into a zombie and is so professionally standing in front of the stall selling meat. What reason does he have to pay for nothing?

"goodbye."

He waved his hand and left with the bag.

Came to the vegetable stall and picked fresh vegetables.

Picked up soon.

Two tomatoes.

Scan the QR code to checkout.

He also wanted to buy more food, but he was alone and had little appetite, so buying too much was a waste.

More importantly...he's a little poor.

Of course, he never felt bad about his poverty, but lived happily because he had his own house in Huangshi. Although it was an old community, he was very satisfied.

Leaving the vegetable market, I feel very happy.

"Lunch has arrived."

Do it yourself to get enough food and clothing, if nothing else, this craft is definitely not blown, it is very delicious.

Carrying the ingredients, he walked slowly towards the way home.

The facades on both sides were silent, and the road was lined with crash-damaged cars.

A gust of wind blew, blowing a trace of dust, and scattered between the heaven and the earth.

Tranquility is uncomfortable.

He didn't know how long this life would last.

When are you guys coming back?

When will the prosperous streets continue to prosper?

But he believed that as long as he lived every day well.

The former yellow market will come back.

Go back to the gate of the community.

Next to it is a small shop.

The glass at the entrance of the store shattered, as if something had crashed into it.

"Xiaoqing, I'll buy a bucket of water." Lin Fan, a regular customer here, entered the store and shouted.

The shop owner Wang Huoqing, a very young guy, runs the shop together with his girlfriend Xiao Fang.

"Um?"

There was someone in the store, a zombie swaying in front of the shelf, when he heard Lin Fan's voice, he instantly woke up, roaring hideously, and rushed towards Lin Fan.

Lin Fan raised the kitchen knife, slashed the opponent's head with one knife, kicked the opponent down with one foot, and pulled out the blood-stained kitchen knife.

Xiaoqing, who also turned into a zombie, and his girlfriend rushed from the side and opened their **** mouths, but were taken away by Lin Fan with two swords. In a short period of time, violent things happened.

From the beginning to the end, Lin Fan's expression did not change, and he was always very calm.

Defeat three zombies and get three points.

"Hey, what kind of world is this? Even if you become a zombie, you have to be polite." Lin Fan came to the counter and scanned the QR code to pay the bill.

After thinking about it, I bought some instant noodles and ham.

"Xiaoqing, I've settled the bill, let's go."

Lin Fan glanced at Xiaoqing who was hacked to death, then turned and left.

The door of the store.

He looked into the distance, and there were zombies walking, very slow, swaying, these were all false performances, if there was prey, their speed would be as fast as a dog.

What didn't exist just now, why did it suddenly appear.

Soon, he knew the reason, and a bus drove quickly towards this side.

The sound of the engine running attracted a group of zombies, but they were all crushed by the bus and turned into pieces of meat.

"Hey, Shabi, do you want to get on the bus, but if I don't take you, you will just wait to be gutted by the zombies to die." A yellow-haired man from the back window of the bus, across the road, looked at Lin Fan with schadenfreude. Laughing wildly.

"Idiot, shut up for me, are you trying to attract all the zombies?" A man with glasses beside Huang Mao reprimanded.

They were all people who got on the bus at the bus terminal. Suddenly, the yellow market turned into a purgatory on earth. They hid in the car for a night. They couldn't wait any longer. They could only drive away from the city and look for life elsewhere.

"You four-eyed frog dare to scold me, you will kill me." Huang Mao got angry, took out a dagger, and slit the throat of the man with glasses.

"Now that the world has changed, can anyone still control me?"

There was a fatal case in the bus, Huang Mao injured people, spent time in prison, idled around all day, robbed, etc., and now the world is in chaos, and he was already unscrupulous, and he was even more violent.

There are a lot of cars parked on the road, the bus is rampant, the banging sound is constant, and the car siren is endless.

The sound suddenly alarmed the zombies hidden in the building.

boom!

boom!

Some zombies broke the glass from the floor and jumped down one by one. Some zombies broke their legs, still roaring and crawling towards the bus.

At the crossroads, zombies came from all directions, besieging and chasing the bus.

"It's over." The driver looked at the scene in front of him with a pale face. These crazy things made him scared and made him despair. He stepped on the accelerator, and he went on a rampage. hope of survival.

The murders behind him, the screams, had nothing to do with him, he just wanted to live and leave this hell-like city alive.

The bus collided with the zombie tide, and the sound of shattering continued. The tires rolled over the zombies, and black blood erupted, all over the floor.

"What a brutal bus." Lin Fan watched quietly while carrying the vegetables and the bucket.

The surrounding zombies were attracted by the sound over there.

Who could have noticed the little bean sprouts on his side.

Carrying things to go home.

"Help, help..."

The bus in the distance was stopped by a wave of zombies, and the flesh and blood accumulated under the tires, forming a wall of flesh. It was difficult to drive with the collision force of the bus.

Zombies surrounded the car, crawling fiercely, crowded layer by layer, and if this goes on, the bus will soon be covered by zombies.

Huang Mao climbed from the ventilation window to the roof of the car and waved the dagger in his hand in a panic. Surrounded by zombies, he was very scared. He didn't want to die, and the beautiful world outside was still waiting for him.

In the bus, there were men and women, all screaming in panic at the moment.

But this kind of voice is the most beautiful for zombies. The louder it screams, the more impulsive and passionate the zombies are.

"Sure enough, schadenfreude often doesn't end well. Just like mocking others and insulting others, disasters will eventually come to you."

Lin Fan took something and turned to leave.

It turned out that the zombies completely covered the bus, and countless zombies poured into it, accompanied by screams and gnawing sounds.

And the yellow-haired unwilling roar.

"I control my own life."

"Get out of the way for everyone who is riding a horse..."