The Witch of Social Phobia at Doomsday

boom!

The burly middle-aged man lifted the hood of his raincoat, flung open the door, and grinned, "The company sent supplies! Hundreds of millions worth of supplies!"

The next second, he stopped moving.

He saw several crossbow arrows whizzing towards him, and with a few puffs, they pierced his burly body into a hedgehog.

"Nah, Zhuge Crossbow..."

The huge body fell straight down on its back.

The steel pipe in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, rolled down the steps and rolled into the rain.

Xia Xiaoan stood there in a daze. She looked at the fallen body of the middle-aged man, and then looked at Su Miao who was about to shrink into the cabinet.

She remembered clearly that Su Miao had nothing in his hand just now, but the moment the middle-aged man opened the door, a small crossbow appeared in Su Miao's hand.

Where did Sister Su Miao get the crossbow?

Xia Xiaoan didn't know.

Although I was still scared when I saw the corpse, my heartbeat had gradually calmed down compared to before.

In fact, Su Miao was even more frightened. He just wanted to pretend that he didn't hear it and let it go after the people left.

However, she did not expect this burly middle-aged man to barge in like this.

Fear made her take out the customized crossbow.

As soon as the trigger was pulled, the burly middle-aged man was shot into a hedgehog.

"Sister Su, he's dead."

Xia Xiaoan said.

"Uh-huh."

Su Miao nodded tremblingly.

I was really scared just now.

After a while, Su Miao approached the corpse cautiously and unexpectedly found the villa manager's door card next to the corpse.

Su Miao picked up the administrator's door card and put it aside, then tried to pull the crossbow arrow out of the corpse.

These crossbow arrows are also customized and are very easy to pull out.

Every time the crossbow arrow was pulled out, blood would gush out like a fountain.

Xia Xiaoan was watching in amazement. Sister Su Miao was so frightened just now, but now she is so skilled in drawing the crossbow?

In fact, Su Miao was also afraid, but corpses couldn't speak, so he didn't need to be too scared.

After a few minutes, all the crossbow arrows were pulled out except one.

Su Miao simply stopped pulling and pushed the body down the stairs. The body was swept away by the rushing rain and soon merged into the mountain torrent and mudslide to the east.

Now I feel relieved.

Su Miao turned around with the blood-stained crossbow arrow, only to find that Xia Xiaoan was looking at her.

"It's okay, it's okay..."

She turned around again and ran into the next room, rinsed the bloody crossbow arrow in the sink and put it back into the magic space.

After doing all this, Su Miao returned to the living room and saw the door was still open, so he immediately closed it.

Fortunately, the man died at a good angle and no blood fell into the house.

As for the bloodstains at the door, the heavy rain will help clean them up.

Considering that one door chain could not stop the middle-aged man, she took out a few more door chains to lock the door.

"Go on, eat hot pot."

Su Miao returned to the table and handed Xia Xiaoan a pair of clean chopsticks.

She was very uneasy, afraid that Xia Xiaoan would misunderstand.

But it's so difficult to explain this kind of thing.

"Thank you, Sister Su!"

Xia Xiaoan said: "That man just now was a bad guy, and Sister Su saved me again."

Su Miao looked at the lovely Xia Xiaoan and smiled slightly. As long as she wasn't misunderstood, she was happy: "Let's eat hot pot."

Su Miao thought that something like this would take at least some time to happen, but she didn't expect it to happen so soon. If she hadn't prepared in advance, it would have been dangerous.

Thinking about preparation, Su Miao remembered the help post he had posted on Bihu.

She opened Bihu to see if there were any doomsday survival experts who could give her advice.

However, after opening Bihu, Su Miao was stunned.

The help post she had posted had vanished. Then, a system notification appeared: "Your post [26 days until the end of the world, what preparations should I make?] has been deleted for violating relevant regulations. Please abide by the community rules when posting..."

Eh?

Why was her post deleted?

Is it because the end of the world has really come?

Just when Su Miao was puzzled, a loud bang came from outside, as if something exploded.

what happened?

"Xia Xiaoan, stay here, don't be afraid."

Su Miao immediately put down his chopsticks, took his cell phone and ran to the third floor of the villa to look into the distance.

Even through the heavy rain, Su Miao could still see the smoke and flames coming from the direction of the restaurant.

Is this a gas line explosion?

What exactly happened in the restaurant?

Chapter 11 Chaos

2023-11-02

boom!

In the rainstorm, flames shot straight into the sky, as if to tear the rainstorm apart and disperse the endless dark clouds.

Then there was a loud bang sweeping across.

There was another explosion at the restaurant.

Su Miao squatted down almost as soon as he saw the second explosion.

The ground was shaking and the windows were rattling.

I almost thought the window glass was going to explode.

It was a long time after this wave of explosions ended before Su Miao dared to show his head and continue looking in the direction of the restaurant in the tourist area.

Now, there were only flames and thick smoke rising into the sky.

Su Miao opened the WeChat Versailles group to see what was going on.

Soon she saw a video.

In the first video, a fat man in a suit and tie caught an old man working in a restaurant and slapped him repeatedly. People nearby kept shouting and trying to stop him, but they were stopped by four strong bodyguards.

Three minutes later, the beaten old man fell to the ground with blood and bruises on his face.

That’s not all. The fat man stepped hard on the old man’s calf, and his shrill screams echoed throughout the restaurant.

"I'm telling you, if you keep hiding your food and feeding me pig food, this will be your fate!"

The fat man took out a dozen bills from his bag and threw them at the old man, then turned and left.

In the second video, the restaurant was noisy. Some people were fighting, some were pushing, some were swearing, some were smashing things, and some were screaming. It was so noisy that it was hard to understand, but something must have happened.

Su Miao briefly watched the conversation before and after the video, and roughly speaking, the people who came to the restaurant to ask for food had an argument with the restaurant staff.

As the argument went on, both sides became more angry and the conflict escalated.

The third video is a selfie of the old man who was beaten.

He hid in the restaurant's kitchen, locked it, opened the gas valves one by one, took out a cigarette and a lighter, and said with a smile, "Thank you all, I don't want to hurt you. Go away quickly, I only give you three minutes."

……

"Oh my god, this old man wants to die, why is he dragging everyone down with him?"

"They were all killed by this old Deng."

"Why am I so unlucky? Why do I have to come here when there are so many places to travel?"

"That idiot who beat people up should have just beaten them to death. He only crippled them, and now they're all going to be killed."

"Don't mention it. The idiot who hit someone was just blown to death."

"Wow, my daughter, has anyone seen my daughter?"

"Is there a doctor here? Come and save my husband."

"Help me, whoever can save me, I will give you 1000 million."

"The restaurant was bombed. Who knows where to eat? We're really going to be killed now."

"Why haven't we been rescued yet? Have we been abandoned?"

"Does anyone have anything to eat? Biscuits or instant noodles are fine. I'll buy them for a high price."

"Please, save me."

"Help, I'm buried under the restaurant."

"Someone come and save us! The restaurant building has collapsed, and there are five or six hundred people buried inside. Wuwuwu..."

"..."

Su Miao almost trembled as he watched these videos and the chat records before and after, and understood the reason for the explosion in the restaurant.

What was originally a Versailles group suddenly turned into a group of insults and requests for help.

Especially the few people who bought the food at high prices. Su Miao remembered them very clearly. They were the ones who threw the comfort supplies sent by the tourist area company into the trash can a few days ago.

I didn't expect that they were still alive.

They were disgusted by the bad food served in the restaurant, and the restaurant was too crowded, so they had to go hungry and not go in, despite their status, and thus escaped disaster.

But whether they went or not, after the natural gas explosion in the restaurant, the last bit of food reserves in the tourist area was gone.

Even if a person has some reserves, it will not last for a few days.

This tourist area is doomed!

Su Miao huddled under the window and looked at his phone, not knowing whether it was right or wrong to choose this place to avoid the end of the world.

She only hoped these people would risk leaving the place without food.

This way there will be no problem for her to stay here.

However, thinking of the burly middle-aged man who had just rushed in, Su Miao couldn't help but feel scared again.

Thinking of this, Su Miao ran downstairs immediately, pulled up all the curtains on the first floor under Xia Xiaoan's puzzled eyes, and found some random things to block the door.

We can't let anyone know that there are people living here.

But after blocking the door, Su Miao thought of landslides and mudslides. If such a risk occurred, she and Xia Xiaoan would not be able to escape.

"No."

Su Miao quickly removed the obstacles blocking the gate and added more than ten door chains just in case.

"Sister Su, what happened?"

Xia Xiaoan asked worriedly.

"The restaurant exploded. We must not go out for the next few days." Su Miao lifted a corner of the curtain, glanced out the window, and added: "Even if someone calls for help, don't open the door!"

Su Miao was really scared.