I sell Coke in the doomsday

At this point, my plan is halfway done, and all that’s left is to continue waiting.

I found an empty house and was very sure that no one lived in it, because the door of the quaint wooden house was wide open, and the wind and snow blew in.

I walked into the wooden house and went all the way to the second floor. The windows on the second floor were also open. The house was empty without any furniture.

I thought about it and decided not to close the windows to avoid being noticed the next day. I could only find a corner, lean against the wall, and try hard to fall asleep.

The coldness eats away at my body bit by bit, and my temperature gets lower and lower, but after a moment a warm current begins to flow through my body, bringing my temperature back to normal.

In the biting cold, I couldn't help but wonder, why did I do this? Maybe I shouldn't have come today, I should have stayed at home and watched the snow with Tongtong.

This depressed mood has been lingering in my mind, making me feel annoyed. I try to calm myself down and empty my mind.

In this strange state, I actually emptied my mind, leaned against the wall, and fell asleep in the snow.

But in my dream, I seemed to see the incorporeal Tongtong, sitting quietly beside me, leaning towards me, as if using her body to keep me warm.

This is really an absurd and funny dream.

……

The next morning, a dazzling light shone through the window and fell at my feet. The snow on the roof began to melt, flowing through this old room and dripping on the tip of my nose.

I woke up suddenly and was about to check the situation around me when another drop of snow fell, right on my lips. I pursed my lips and whispered to myself helplessly.

"No wonder no one lives here. It turns out to be a leaky, dilapidated house."

It was very quiet outside the window, without much sound. I didn't want to risk being discovered by looking out the window, so I could only wait.

Come to think of it, in such cold weather, people wouldn’t be in such a hurry to go out.

After I waited for a long time, I gradually heard voices outside the window. Those people seemed to be shoveling snow and clearing the road. Nothing special happened.

I waited and waited, until noon, when I heard the first scream.

In the following time, people began to groan in pain, and the outside seemed to become chaotic.

I know the time has come.

I stopped hiding anything, stood up, took out the pistol from the package, checked the magazine skillfully, and then walked down the stairs slowly.

A ray of sunlight passed through the wide-open door and reflected on the white snow that fell into the house, refracting a dazzling light. I stepped on the snow, walked out of the door, and looked towards the ancient city stronghold.

I saw that people were in chaos on the streets of the ancient city stronghold. Many people were lying on the ground with pale faces, gasping for breath. Around those fallen people were many people who did not show any abnormalities.

However, those who fell to the ground were extremely alert, still holding their guns tightly in their hands, and shouting loudly to the people around them.

"Get away! Don't come here!"

As for those people who were surrounding them, they were looking at those who had fallen to the ground, their eyes flickering and struggling, but a hint of hatred could be vaguely seen in their eyes.

Sure enough, this stronghold returned to the state it was in when Liu Yong ruled. Although my blood had an effect, it seemed to have only made these people weaker, but did not take their lives.

Seeing this, I turned around, walked around the street, and headed towards the tallest building in the city. According to the intelligence, Li Yi and Gao Lian lived in that place.

That is the tall building where I killed Liu Yong.

These people have not completely lost their combat effectiveness. In order to avoid unnecessary casualties, I cannot push them too hard. Capture the leader first. This is what I should do.

When I turned around, a young man who seemed normal suddenly ran towards me and almost bumped into me. He just stopped and was about to speak when he saw my face.

The young man was stunned, and then a light flashed in his eyes. He was about to shout out my name in surprise, but I covered his mouth with my hand.

"Shh, don't talk."

The young man looked extremely excited and nodded heavily. Seeing this, I loosened my hand, reached out and patted his shoulder, and whispered.

"Go and inform everyone to return to their rooms. I will take care of the rest."

The young man nodded repeatedly and whispered excitedly.

"I knew you would come to save us, Mr. Su. I will secretly inform everyone now."

After saying that, the young man continued to run forward, squeezed into the crowd, and whispered something in people's ears.

When I looked back, I found that the crowd had begun to disperse. At the same time, countless pairs of eyes were looking at me expectantly.

This feeling really makes people nostalgic and heavy.

I took a deep breath, turned and walked towards another street, walking quickly forward. On this street, there was a middle-aged man lying in the corner with a weak look. When he saw me, he took out a gun and shouted weakly.

"Come here, help grandpa up, or I will kill you."

People who are controlled by pink flowers are indeed beyond help.

I didn't say anything nonsense, but just lowered my head and walked towards the middle-aged man. At the same time, my right hand hidden in my sleeve, tightly grasped the pistol with a silencer.

As the distance got closer, the middle-aged man seemed to finally see my face clearly. A trace of fear flashed across his face, and his throat moved, and he was about to shout out.

At this moment, I flipped my hand and a dull gunshot rang out. A stream of blood suddenly exploded in the middle-aged man's throat and he died on the spot.

"Feel sorry."

I said this without sincerity, then quickly stepped forward, blocked the wound on the man's throat with the clothes on his body, exerted force with both arms, and threw his body straight onto the roof.

This wouldn't completely keep his body from being discovered, but it would at least buy me some time.

During this time, I have to rush to that tall building as soon as possible and kill these two guys, Li Yi and Gao Lian.

Chapter 157: In the Snow (Part 3)

After killing one person, I continued to rush forward. When I passed through an alley, I immediately retreated and hid at the corner.

I touched the pistol hidden in my sleeve and took a deep breath. Just as I turned the corner, I clearly saw two figures holding guns. Although they looked very weak, they were still able to stand.

It turns out that we can't just rely on the poisoning effect of blood, but fortunately they were affected after all, and they were in a state of mental depression and did not notice me.

I leaned against the wall and quickly recalled the positions of the two men. Apart from those two men, there was no one else in the entire alley. They were holding guns, but they were about twenty steps away from me.

In order not to alert others, I must get rid of these two people as quickly as possible.

As I pondered, I sighed, and with my free left hand I took out the dagger. Then I walked around the corner as if no one was around, and walked towards the two men.

"who!?"

"Stop and put your hands up!"

When the two men saw me, they became very alert and each aimed a rifle at my head. I lowered my head as much as I could so that they couldn't see my facial features clearly. At the same time, I couldn't help thinking in my mind.

What kind of rule would make Li Yi and his men deploy so many guards? Even Liu Yong didn't do this back then.

I followed the orders of the two men and raised my hands obediently. The pistol and the dagger slipped into my sleeves, but I did not stop. Instead, I walked slowly towards the two men.

Seeing this, the two men seemed too weak and stopped saying anything. Instead, they were relieved to see that I was so obedient and pointed their guns at the ground.

One step, two steps, three steps. As the distance between me and the two people kept shortening, the muscles in my legs gradually tensed up.

When I was five steps away from the two people, I suddenly exerted force with my feet, my muscles twisted, exploded, and my body blasted out like a cannonball.

Snow flakes flew, my left hand turned over, grasped the handle of the knife and instantly slashed across someone's throat, cutting the flesh and blood. At the same time, I quickly turned around, raised my right hand slightly, grasped the handle of the gun, and pulled the trigger.

Bang! As snowflakes fluttered, a blood flower bloomed on another person's forehead.

All of this happened in a flash, and I was able to perform this series of actions thanks to my strengthened body.

I stepped on the white snow, put away the dagger, and watched the bodies of the two men fall into the snow and water, but I no longer had any intention of continuing to hide the bodies.

According to the plan, I should sneak into the building like an assassin and kill Li Yi, the culprit. But now it seems that Li Yi has already set up guards around the building. There is not much point in continuing to hide.

It would be better to just kill them all and have fun.

I put away the dagger, nonchalantly wiped the blood splattered on the pistol with my sleeve, skillfully removed the magazine, and began to reload the bullets. The magazine capacity of this pistol was average, only eight rounds, so I had to reload in advance.

After I loaded the magazine, I walked to the end of the alley. I paused, took a deep breath, held the dagger in my left hand again, and stepped out.

After walking out of the alley, two people with guns came towards me. They were also in a weak state and reacted a little slowly. I stepped past them, stabbed one of them in the chest with my left hand, raised my right hand lightly and pulled the trigger, shooting the man in the head.

The next moment, I passed by the two men. The bloody dagger was steaming, and the two men went limp and fell into a pool of blood.

At this point, the guards in the distance finally noticed something was wrong. Although they were still weak, they raised their guns in fear and shot at me.

I walked slowly, raised my right hand, and fired as I moved forward.

Suddenly, piercing gunshots rang out one after another, and dense bullets flew around randomly in the streets. Due to their weak bodies, they no longer had the ability to resist, and their shooting accuracy was very poor.

But my confidence was growing, a rather inexplicable confidence. Killing people was not something to be proud of; it was just a trivial matter like breathing or drinking water.

Ah, my perception seems to be a little off.

My mind was full of random thoughts, my heartbeat was unexpectedly calm, without a ripple. I stepped forward, holding the pistol, and kept pulling the trigger.

Bullets pierced through flesh and blood, and people kept falling down. After the magazine was empty, I kicked my feet hard and ran madly, quickly to the person closest to me.

I grasped the man's gun-holding arm with one hand and bent it in the opposite direction cleanly and neatly. With a crisp sound of bone breaking, the dagger in my left hand pierced straight into the man's throat.

Blood splattered, and red blood fell in the corners of my eyes. An indescribable feeling surged up. I like this feeling, a refreshing feeling that cannot be told to others.

This cannot be said to be a battle, it was just a simple massacre. All the people who stood in my way looked so weak, and killing them was really the easiest thing.

After a long time, I stood among the corpses, not moving at all. I lowered my head and looked at my bloody hands. My eyes flickered and my expression became gloomy.

I may...unknowingly have fallen in love with the feeling of killing.

When the knife pierces the flesh and blood and sees the blood gushing out, and when the bullet pierces a person's body, I will have an untimely sense of accomplishment.

Killing... No, this kind of reckless and reckless feeling of venting the violence deep in one's heart is indeed addictive.

This is the ferocity of a wild beast, the tyranny engraved in our bones. We are the top predators in this world, and all things have crawled under our feet.

The exquisite ivory sculptures, beautiful animal skins, and soft blankets all seem to tell me that I can also be a wild beast that lives without any worries and enjoys life.

Ding! The short knife fell on the bluestone road, making a crisp sound, and blood dripped from the blade, staining the blood on the ground red.

I took a deep breath, took the bullets out of the package again, and reloaded them into the magazine.

The feeling of depravity is indeed refreshing, but my mind is not normal. I don’t want that kind of carefree life. I am an incurable lunatic. I still miss the time when I was bound but protected at the same time.

After loading the magazine, a large number of people came out of the tall buildings in the distance and came towards me in a mighty manner. I thought about it again and again, laughed at myself, threw the loaded pistol in my hand at my feet, and took out a shotgun from the huge package behind me.

I held the gun tightly and strode towards the group of people, muttering softly.

"I'm too lazy to save you, but I can still give you a quick death."

"So, rest in peace."

Chapter 158 Fighting

There were constant sharp gunshots and blood spurting everywhere. Amid the flames spewing from the muzzle of the gun, I faced the bullets, stepped forward, and kept pulling the trigger in my hand.

Countless streaks of blood exploded on my body. The powerful thrust of the bullet forced me to slow down.

But the flesh and blood body is ultimately unable to fight against the immortal body.

A moment later, I stepped into a pool of blood. Several corpses were lying at my feet. The flowing blood gathered at my feet, staining the soles of my shoes red.

"call……"

I exhaled gently, and felt intense pain all over my body. I could feel my body squeezing out the bullet. This process was extremely uncomfortable.

No matter how many times I've gone through this process, I still can't get used to this awkward feeling.

There was no one else except me on the streets filled with corpses, and no one was being sent to die from the tall buildings in the distance.

It seems like it has reached the final stage and it is time to end everything.

I threw away the gun in my hand and walked towards the tall building. The sun was shining brightly, the ice and snow had melted, and the melted snow flowed down along the eaves and mixed with the blood on the ground.

A bright light from the tall building reflected the sun's rays, which was a bit dazzling, so I squinted my eyes and continued forward.

When I walked to the door of the building, it slowly opened, revealing a sea of ​​black gun barrels inside. Seeing this, I looked at the faces behind the gun barrels and couldn't help but sigh.

“What a strong sense of ceremony.”

As I finished my words, countless bullet screens poured towards my body. A blood mist rose up and my vision suddenly became blurred.

Countless bullets pierced through my body, tearing my flesh and blood, and many bullets went straight through my head.

After the fierce gunfire, I fell to the ground in a bloody mess, looking like I was dead.

But after a moment, in full view of everyone, I, who had been beaten to a pulp, slowly stood up.

"Pooh!"

I tried to stand still, spat out a mouthful of flesh and blood and a bullet, and slowly changed the magazine, not caring at all about how weird this scene looked.