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    Ji Qinyu didn't quite believe it after listening to her explanation:

    "Is smoking a spiritual need? Everyone can't eat enough, so who wants to smoke?"

    Fancy said: "That's why I say it's the early stage of the apocalypse, about a month or two. During this time, most of the food has not been corrupted, the environment is not particularly bad, and the government has not completely lost its role, at least it can guarantee the apocalypse. In the beginning, not too many people will starve to death."

    Fancy pointed to the cooking class not far from the team:

    "Well, look, now they can still eat rice and noodles, and they are escorted by the national army, so the life is not too difficult."

    And anyone who smokes understands that sometimes a cigarette is more important than a meal.

    Especially in a high-pressure environment like the last days.

    Ji Qinyu didn't care about whether cigarettes could be used as moneymen, anyway, they had a carload of food and would not starve to death.

    What do you want money for?

    She shrugged indifferently and said, "So what are we going to do next? Find your aunt?"

    According to the original plan, after they came out of the gas station, they went straight to the largest commercial city in Tainan City, and emptied the clothing and daily necessities inside.

    But didn't expect to kill a male protagonist in the middle.

    They were also indirectly under house arrest because of the fuel issue.

    It is not easy to leave the team now.

    Unless you hand over that part of the fuel.

    As if he didn't hear her words, Fancy continued on the previous topic and asked:

    "Are there any tobacco and alcohol shops around here?"

    She only had a few cigarettes she bought from the convenience store wholesale market, which were not worth a lot of money.

    If you want to hoard a lot of tobacco, you have to sweep up some tobacco and alcohol shops, or cigarette factories.

    Ji Qinyu was surprised:

    "You're still thinking about cigarettes? I'm just wondering, you don't have to worry about food or clothing. What do you need so much money for?"

    Fancy is too lazy to talk to her more: "I am a vulgar, a little girl like you who grew up in a honey pot doesn't understand."

    Ji Qinyu really doesn't understand.

    But she can't get fancy.

    This woman is too tough in her conduct and deeds. Only others will accommodate her, and there is absolutely no possibility for her to compromise to others.

    So Ji Qinyu could only step back: "Okay, I'll ask you about it."

    She got out of the car and walked around a few times and found out:

    "We are now on National Highway 741. There is an industrial area one kilometer away. There should be a cigarette and tobacco factory there."

    Having said this, she hesitated for a moment and said:

    "But the workers there are all trapped inside, and seven to eighty percent of the corpses have changed. It's just you and me. In the past, I could only join their big family of zombies."

    "Besides, do you think we can go now? The surnamed Bai has already monitored us."

    She just didn't like a mature and scheming old man like Bai Xiao.

    Woohoo, when this apocalypse is over, she will definitely return to the Modern Romance Channel and be a campus heroine honestly.

    The male protagonists in it are all little brothers, young and energetic~

    Fancy touching the broken gun on his waist... In the end, he is still not strong enough.

    No offensive abilities, and no decent weapons.

    If she had a submachine gun or rifle, and an unlimited supply of ammunition, she would have ventured into a cigarette factory.

    Fancy slowly moved his gaze to the guards who came and went between the convoys, to be precise, the guns in their hands.

    Really want......

    It's better to mix a few handy weapons in the convoy before leaving.

    At this time, a woman's exclamation suddenly sounded from the back of the car, but the next second it changed to crying:

    "Songsong! Don't scare mom! Songsong—"

    As soon as Ji Qinyu heard this voice, she knew that it was the treasured mother who lent her the pot in the morning.

    She hurriedly jumped out of the car and ran over to the sound, only to see the four-year-old Song Song with a pale face, lying on the ground coughing non-stop, and traces of blood spilling out of his mouth.

    At this moment, Ji Qinyu clearly saw the blood he coughed up, as if it had life, flowing against the laws of nature on the ground.

    Her face suddenly turned pale - this is a kind of dark power!

    The information provided on the third fragment clearly states that this ability is called [Blood Erosion].

    Once contaminated, these lifelike bloodstains will penetrate into the human body and corrode the human internal organs.

    Very dangerous and vicious.

    Especially children without self-control, with this ability, are actually more terrifying than zombies.

    Huahuan also followed, and when he saw the strange blood on the ground, his face changed slightly: "What is this?"

    So disgusting, like a pool of blood-red mollusks.

    Ji Qinyu pulled her back and shouted with a white face:

    "Stay away from him! Quick! Go away! Quick!!"

    The surrounding people also saw the strange bloodstains, and they all instinctively retreated.

    The guard officers rushed over with guns when they heard the sound, and surrounded Song Song and the frightened Bao Ma.

    Bao Ma was already frightened, but she still hugged her child tightly and cried out in a heart-wrenching way:

    "Save him! Save my child—"

    Ji Qinyu was sweating profusely, grabbed Bai Xiao, who had just arrived, and said:

    "Bring her out quickly, don't let her touch Song Song! Hurry up! A life!"

    Bai Xiao looked at her deeply and said, "I didn't see any danger to her life."

    It's a cliché!

    Just as Huahua was about to cover Ji Qinyu's mouth, she heard this kind and silly girl say like a beanie:

    "Darkness is more terrifying than zombies! If she doesn't save her, she will be gutted by her son!"

    Fancy closed her eyes and looked at the sky.

    Forget it, fortunately it's the male protagonist and won't hurt them.

    Bai Xiao can also be regarded as the male protagonist who does practical work. Hearing this, he made a decisive decision and let a few strong men force Bao Ma out.

    In order to prevent her from acting too aggressively, she tied the crowd to the stool and gagged her mouth.

    A soldier with a gray face ran up to Bai Xiao and several officers and asked, "What about the child?"

    Ji Qinyu, who was standing on the side, heard the words, his face became whiter and paler, and the color of his face and lips faded.

    But as the only heroine who knows the inside story, she must be responsible for most of the characters in this world.

    She shook her voice and said, "Kill, kill him... hurry up, hurry up, you can't give him time to grow up."

    As soon as these words came out, several officers present were stunned.

    This is just a four-year-old child, who hasn't had time to see the world for a few more years.

    The most important thing is that everyone is not sure whether this child is really in danger.

    Just a one-sided statement from an underage girl is not enough to believe.

    Moreover, everyone's perception of danger now only stays on the zombies with gray faces and lacking arms and legs.

    Never doubted his own kind.

    Just when everyone was still hesitating in the emotion of "kill or not kill", a gunshot that pierced the silence resounded in their ears!

    Someone shot!

    who is it? !

    Bai Xiao suddenly looked in the direction of the gunshot, and saw the fancy face in a black long trench coat put down the gun expressionlessly.

    The little boy on the ground no longer moved, and the blood that was still squirming turned into normal blood, slowly infiltrating.

    Like a blossoming blood-red Mansa Zhuhua, the prelude to the end of the world is even more tragic.

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