I sell Coke in the doomsday

"Why aren't you dead yet!"

I smiled when I heard that, put my hands on the table, stared at Chen Ben, and spoke coldly to the other intelligent zombies.

"The others can go, I'm only interested in Chen Ben."

Hearing this, the intelligent zombies in the field were all moved. After standing up slightly, Chen Ben's face turned dark and he snorted coldly, which scared those people so much that they sat back down immediately.

Seeing this, I glanced at Chen Ben who was secretly moving his hand towards the sniper rifle, and I pressed my hands on the table and suddenly threw it away.

The cutlery on the table fell to the ground in an instant and hit those people. Before they could react, I grabbed a chair leg, kicked it off, and held it in my hand.

I took a step forward, stepped on the overturned table, swung the table in a circle, and hit Chen Ben's head hard.

Bang! The table leg exploded and broke into two pieces instantly. Chen Ben fell down again after being hit hard. I stepped on Chen Ben's head and deliberately stepped on his eyes.

He looked around, looked at the others, and spoke again coldly.

"I'm giving you guys one last chance. If you don't leave now, then don't leave."

Chapter 169 Another Voice

"I'm giving you guys one last chance. If you don't leave now, then don't leave."

Hearing this, the oldest of the five hesitated for a moment, but after witnessing the scene of my resurrection from the dead, his fear of death overwhelmed his fear of Chen Ben.

The old man turned over and sat up, without saying anything, and walked quickly towards the door. Seeing this, the other four did not delay any longer and hurriedly followed him.

The five people walked steadily at first, as if they were maintaining their own style, but after they distanced themselves from me, they walked faster and faster.

I released my step on Chen Ben's right leg, found the Barrett sniper rifle from under the overturned table, set it up, and pulled the trigger at the five people who had already reached the door.

Bang! A conspicuous tongue of fire spewed out from the muzzle of the gun, the air shook, and the body of the old man at the door exploded, with blood and flesh scattered all over the ground.

"what!!!!"

The other few people were covered in blood and screamed in fear. For a moment, their legs went weak and they were unable to move. I continued to pull the trigger, turning the remaining four people into minced meat.

I threw down the sniper rifle and turned to look at Chen Ben. The girl trapped in the dining car obviously didn't know what was going on. She was trembling like a frightened animal.

Chen Ben had already stood up and reached out to wipe the mud off his face. His face was completely distorted. He looked at me with hatred and said in a hoarse voice.

"You monster!"

I walked towards him in silence. Chen Ben's pupils shrank. He gritted his teeth, clenched his fist, and hit my head. His fist landed ten centimeters away from my head and I caught it with my hand.

A trace of fear quickly crept onto Chen Ben's face, his eyebrows and eyes seemed out of control, half of it was hatred, and half of it was panic that could no longer be concealed.

I clenched Chen Ben's fist, looked at him coldly who was so close to me, and spoke softly.

"I'm not a monster, you are."

After saying that, I let go of Chen Ben's fist, rushed forward suddenly, lifted up Chen Ben's body, rushed forward, and directly knocked open a wooden door behind me.

In an instant, wood chips flew and countless wooden thorns pierced Chen Ben's back, making him scream miserably. I did not stop, and continued to rush forward carrying his body like a mad beast.

There is a large study room in the house. According to the owner's preference, many bookshelves are placed there to make it look like a small library.

I carried Chen Ben's body and rushed forward. The bookshelf collapsed at once, and thick books and dust flew in my face. The originally solid bookshelf was broken into two halves by my brute force.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

I carried Chen Ben and knocked over several bookshelves in succession, finally hitting the last bookshelf against the wall.

Bang! With a dull thud, Chen Ben fell from my shoulder. Countless books fell from the completely disintegrated bookshelf, covering Chen Ben like mud.

"call……"

I clenched my weak fists and gasped for breath. I had no extra strength left in my body. I just watched Chen Ben struggling among the scattered books.

"call……"

I exhaled again, and the anger that had been suppressed for so long spread in my body like a flame, burning fiercely, and burning everything to ashes.

The piles of bones outside the city, the humans being kept in captivity like livestock, and Jasmine's choked cries of "I'm sorry" as she lay dying.

Jasmine's weakness and strength were all based on Chen Ben's lies. He gave Jasmine a sense of guilt, gave Jasmine a sister, and finally let Jasmine die miserably for his beloved sister.

I gradually regained some strength, and with red eyes, I reached out and pulled Chen Ben out of the pile of books, and said with gritted teeth.

"Chen Ben, you deserve to die!"

After saying that, I swung my left fist and hit him hard on the head. Chen Ben groaned and instantly fell back into the pile of books. I dragged my tired body, rushed forward, swung my fist again, and hit Chen Ben's head again and again, roaring as if to vent my anger.

"Beast! You beast!"

"Eat people, eat them again!"

"Shit! Shit! Fucking hell!!"

I hit Chen Ben with punch after punch, breaking his nose and damaging his eye sockets, leaving his facial features deformed, distorted, and covered in blood.

After a long time, after a long period of venting, Chen Ben under me was already dying. I looked at my slightly deformed fist and found a relatively sharp wooden thorn from the scattered items on the floor among the bookshelf.

Just as I was about to give Chen Ben the final blow, a light voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

"Eat his eyes and you will gain his powers."

My body stiffened and I turned around suddenly, only to see the mess behind me and no one in sight. At this moment, that voice rang in my ears again.

"Eat his eyes and you will gain his powers."

The voice was erratic, as if it was very far away, yet also seemed to be very close. It was like a ghost, making people feel cold.

This was not the sound of those two nebulae.

Tick, tick.

Fresh red blood dripped down my palm onto the floor. I lowered my brows slightly, turned around, stretched out my right hand, and dug out Chen Ben's eyeballs amid his final screams.

The bloody eyeballs lay in my palms, with some thin pieces of flesh stuck to them. After pausing for a moment, I fixed my gaze, closed my eyes, put the two eyeballs in my mouth, and swallowed them.

The moment the eyeball entered my body, it felt like a flame was burning my internal organs between my chest and abdomen, but the pain went away quickly.

A sudden coolness surged in my stomach, suppressing the maddening burning sensation.

A white mist quietly appeared in my eyes, and in a trance, I seemed to have become another person, a child.

In a park, a little boy with a gloomy face dug a small hole in the earth with a shovel and carefully put a mouse into the hole.

At this time, a stone was thrown and hit the little boy on the head. The little boy was stunned for a moment, but did not look back and continued to bury the little mouse.

At this time, a few more stones were thrown over. Looking carefully, several children of the same age as the little boy were standing in the distance, throwing stones and laughing loudly.

"Come and see, Chen Ben is burying a stinky rat."

"It's so dirty. Someone actually buried rats."

"You're a nuisance, you're a nuisance, you're a nuisance. Only mice are willing to be your friends."

Stones kept falling and hitting the little boy on the head. He said nothing, as if he didn't feel any pain. Only a tear fell quietly to the ground.

Why? Why is this happening?

The little boy asked himself this question in his heart: why do people show sympathy to other children when they bury their rabbits, but people hate him when he buries the little mouse that has been with him for a long time?

Why? This little mouse never hurt anyone. It just became my friend. Why should it be hated along with me?

The little boy turned around, bit his lip, and glanced at a young woman at the park gate. That was his mother, but his mother just stood there, watching him being pelted with pebbles quietly, with a cold look in her eyes, as if she was a stranger.

Why, why is this happening?

The white mist rose again. In a narrow pavilion, a little boy with a bruised face and nose sat at a desk, writing in his diary.

"Dad was drunk again. He beat me because I overheard his conversation with mom. Mom said I was not their son but adopted by them."

"Mom said she bought an insurance policy for me and if I died, they would get a lot of money."

"Why? Why am I not their son? I call them dad and mom. I am their son. Why do they say I am not their son?"

"God, can you tell me the answer?"

When writing the last stroke, the narrow room suddenly twisted, and the old and yellowed poster in front of the little boy's desk began to ripple, and a miniature nebula slowly emerged from it?

The little boy stood there in a daze, staring at the magical scene before him, too scared to speak. The nebula rotated slightly, and two voices came out of it, overlapping and ringing in the little boy's ears.

"Do you have any wishes?"

The sound of the nebula seemed to have a magical effect, and it quickly brought the originally dazed little boy back to his senses. He looked at the nebula in a daze and said blankly.

"I...I wish I could understand other people's thoughts. I want to know why they hate me."

"What should I do so that they won't hate me?"

The nebula was rotating, but a ray of starlight fell into the little boy's eyes.

"my child."

"Your wish has been granted. When you make eye contact with others, you can manipulate their memories and emotions, making them your puppets."

The little boy heard this and was silent for a moment before speaking weakly.

"I...I don't mean that. I just want to know and understand them."

The nebula body continued to rotate and spoke slowly.

"This is your wish. Only with absolute control can you be qualified to decide others' likes and dislikes."

The little boy looked dazed and muttered to himself.

"Absolute domination... is the qualification?"

The memories came to an abrupt end here, the white mist suddenly dissipated, and my consciousness returned to reality.

"Absolute domination? Huh."

I touched my eyes, smiled sarcastically, tore open a book, lit it with a lighter, and threw it on Chen Ben's body.

The flames quickly ignited, wandering among the books scattered on the ground, burning everywhere. I looked at Chen Ben's body in the flames and spat at him.

"Just because you live a miserable life is no excuse to fool people."

"You deserve this, son of a bitch."

These were the last words I left for Chen Ben. I did not sympathize with him, nor did I feel sad for him.

Could it be that the mountains of bones outside the city feel that they deserved to die because of Chen Ben’s misfortune?

The fire spread quickly. I walked out of the library and looked at the disgusting blood and minced meat on the ground. I frowned slightly, walked to the girl and put her down.

The girl was very frightened and her body was very weak, as if she had been deliberately starved for a few days. After I untied the girl, I comforted her softly.

"Don't worry, you're saved."

The girl not only did not feel relieved after hearing this, but her body trembled even more violently. I thought that Chen Ben might have played a prank on the girl by pretending to save her.

Given his character, it's not surprising that he would do such a thing.

I pulled the weak girl and walked forward without removing the white cloth from her eyes. After all, the place was a mess and looking at it would only give her nightmares.

When we got to the door, there were suddenly several cars outside, and a group of people hid behind the cars, aiming guns at the door.

These people should be the intelligent zombies who didn't have time to arrive at the beginning.

I let go of the girl's wrist and strode out of the door. The next moment, gunshots rang out, leaving countless bloody wounds on my body. My body was shaking from the impact of the bullets, but I held onto the door, steadying myself, and scanning those people one by one.

Then, something strange happened. The intelligent zombies that had originally shot at me suddenly looked dazed, raised their pistols with a dull look, pointed them at their heads, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

In an instant, countless heads exploded, milky white brain matter splattered, and corpses fell one after another. After just three breaths, all the intelligent zombies present died one after another.

My eyes felt a little burning pain, which made me rub my eyes.

Chen Ben's ability is much more terrifying than I imagined, but it seems that when I use it, there are more side effects. Is it because of rejection? Or is it the backup plan left by those two damn nebulae?

I didn't think any further. My eyes were burning with pain and tears started to wet my eyeballs. It seemed that this ability could not be used continuously. It would make me temporarily blind.

Although the power given by the Cub Nebula Body is not as good as that of the legendary divine machine, it seems to have the ability to temporarily weaken my immortal body.

I forced myself to open my sore eyes, pulled the girl over again, walked down the stairs, stuffed her into the car, sat in the driver's seat, drove away.

At this time, the night was dark, and in the shadows of tall buildings in the distance, a ray of dawn suddenly broke through the sky and lit up the gloomy sky.

It's dawn and the sun is coming out.

I slowed down the car and drove slowly, looking tiredly behind me at the two-story building emitting billowing black smoke. I slowly closed my eyes and murmured softly.