The fierce fight came faster than Dong Qing imagined.

Wild beasts often fight more decisively than humans, and several fierce creatures fight and kill them.

The living dead bite directly into the eyes of the mutant rats, and the mutant rats frequently aim their front teeth at the throats of the living dead.

Seeing the fight between the two groups of creatures, gradually spreading to his side, Dong Qing knew that he should take advantage of the chaos to run away.

Moving to the side little by little, Dong Qing planned to slip away from the shop next to the street.

There was not even a single vegetable leaf in the tattered fruit shop, it was a mess, Dong Qing's eyes lit up, and he saw a transparent window, which was about one square meter in area, barely allowing him to pass.

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The once bustling streets of Shengli Road are now dilapidated to the extreme, with a series of rear-end cars blocking the main road of the street.

Many cars have been scorched and have lost the last bit of use, what can Dong Qing find from the wreckage of the car that has been burned to ashes?

Without staying in place, Dong Qing half-bent over and walked towards the set goal.

Ten minutes later, under the noses of the two wandering living dead, Dong Qing entered the small shop dangerously and dangerously.

His clothes smelled of gasoline really helped a lot, the living dead mainly rely on smell to find food, and if the end of the world had just come, the living dead might have come to see him because of the smell of gasoline.

But now that the streets are full of scrapped cars, and the smell of gasoline makes the living dead avoid them, this group of beasts is not without a little brain, and the ability to judge simply is still there.

After being smoked with gasoline many times, the beasts gradually moved away from places where there was gasoline.

Compared with the last time Dong Qing came, this small shop has changed a lot, the rows of toilet paper on the window are gone, replaced by a pile of confetti.

Dong Qing's face was a little ugly, which indicated that a new survivor had discovered this place.

The shop is located in a small alley at the entrance of the community, and it usually does business by a window facing the street, but now the window is blocked by a rear-end car with the front of it, Dong Qing thought that this place would not be discovered.

Still can't underestimate others, Dong Qing sighed, and he rummaged through it without giving up.

No matter how you say it, the shop is also a place to sell things, and he didn't believe that it was emptied by others in just three days.

Although the last time he came, there was only a little bit of it......

The hard work paid off, and when Dong Qing was rummaging through the cabinets looking for food, an iron plate hidden under the table was touched by him.

"Wow!" The sound of the iron plate hitting the ground made Dong Qing discover this hidden place.

There was an iron lock hanging on the iron plate, this is not possible Dong Qing, took out the slender crowbar he carried with him from his sleeve, Dong Qing stuffed the crowbar into the iron lock, and rubbed his arms hard.

"Huh!" Dong Qing's face turned red, and he used all his strength.

"Bang!", and the iron lock was broken from within.

"Huhu" Dong Qing gasped and recovered, his wound had just been torn open a little more.

The pain with a little numbness in the tear did not slow down the speed of Dong Qing's hand much, and after recovering his strength, he hurriedly lifted the iron plate, and there was a cube space underneath.

With an area of one square meter and a height of one and a half meters, this seems to be a temporary small warehouse of the store.

Dong Qing's face flushed a little excitedly, because

Three bags of white flour and two boxes of ham sausages were seen for him.

After not eating meat for more than two months, Dong Qing faded out of his mouth, picked up two ham sausages, and ate them in three or two bites in the appearance of a starving ghost.

The two ham sausages just made Dong Qing's abdomen slightly hot, and he didn't dare to eat too much, which would affect his running speed.

Looking at those bags of noodles, Dong Qing was worried, that bag of noodles was estimated to be forty or fifty catties, and he could carry it on his back, but he didn't have to run away with this thing on his back, just go directly to the living dead and wait for death.

After a few seconds of deliberation, Dong Qing took out a plastic bag from his backpack and filled it with him.

With such a plastic bag of flour, Dong Qing estimated that it was only enough for the three of them to eat three or four meals, even if it was one meal a day, it would be eaten quickly.

A kind of thing called greed breeds in Dong Qing's heart.

Gritting his teeth, Dong Qing put two plastic bags of flour into the bag on his back.

After carrying it on his back, Dong Qing shrugged his shoulders and was a little heavy, which undeniably affected part of his running speed.

In addition to the flour, Dong Qing took out two more bundles from the box of ham sausages.

Xiaoya was hungry and thin, and the little girl Zhao Zhenzhen was even more severely malnourished, and Dong Qing felt that it was necessary for them to make up for it.

After taking all this, Dong Qing covered the cellar containing the flour and ham sausages with an iron plate again.

Everyone is selfish in front of the apocalypse, in order to avoid this place being discovered by others again, Dong Qing took great pains to move a broken sofa over and pressed the iron plate.

It's a mess in the shop, it's a mess everywhere, and if you don't pay attention to it, you may not be able to pay attention to where the broken sofa is.

Dong Qing could only bet that the survivors who came here did not notice this change.

The food was found, and the water was a problem, so Dong Qing continued to rummage through it.

In the past three days, the gang that came to this small shop should be a big gang, and the last time he came, he saw a whole bucket of Guofu Spring, but now he can't even see the shadow of a bucket.

A small group of only one or two people can't carry a bucket that big unless they don't want to eat and only take water.

It is possible that there are survivors in the community, and only they have a high probability of knowing the location of this small shop.

Dong Qing was about to turn over the shelves of bottled drinking water, but he still couldn't find a bottle, and he finally touched the toilet of this small shop.

In the spirit of not letting go when he came, Dong Qing opened the toilet lid of the toilet and checked it.

There is water!

A little bit of clear water appears in the sink.

Dong Qing hurriedly took out two bottles and a straw and prepared to draw water.

The water in the toilet sink should have been stored before the end of the world, and after two months, only the last shallow layer of evaporation remained.

Fortunately, it's winter, otherwise the water would have evaporated faster.

In the end, he barely took a bottle and a half, and Dong Qing couldn't absorb water anymore.

This toilet is completely dry.

I don't know what this bathroom surprised Dong Qing, in the paper drawer next to the toilet, he also found half a roll of unused toilet paper.

When Xiaoya came to menstrual last month, she used rags, counting the days, and her aunt is coming soon, and this half roll of toilet paper is just right.

Stuffing the toilet paper into his bag, Dong Qing looked at the sky and knew that it was time for him to go.

The journey out was as thrilling as it was when it came.

Dong Qing still bought it for his greed in the end

Alone, as he passed through a small alley, the slight sound of a bulging bag rubbing against the wall caught the attention of a living dead.

Coupled with the fact that the smell of gasoline on his body had almost cleared after such a long time, the living dead shrugged his nose and then slammed into the alley.

Dong Qing, who was hiding in a corner of the alley, scolded secretly and ran away.

Two bags of flour in plastic bags and two bottles of water slowed down Dong Qing's speed at this time, and such a speed is the difference between life and death.

Feeling the increasingly strong fishy smell of the living dead behind him, Dong Qing's soul was furious.

There was a corner in front of him, and if he couldn't get rid of the living dead, he would most likely face a group of living dead chasing after rushing out, not one.

At the critical moment, Dong Qing's mind was unprecedentedly clear.

This time, the incendiary bottle prepared by Dong Qing in advance reflects its usefulness.

Hurriedly took out the Molotov cocktail from the small bag on his waist.

Regardless of whether he would light himself with gasoline residue on his body, Dong Qing pressed the lighter several times before igniting the toilet paper at the mouth of the burning bottle.

"Die!" Dong Qing said in a low voice, flicking his right arm, smashing the bottle burning in mid-air into the head of the living dead.

"Boom. "The moment the thin gasoline touched the living dead, it began to burn violently.

Dong Qing's accuracy was good, he hit the bull's-eye, and the living dead whose head was baked by the blazing flames fell into chaos for a while.

It ran left and right, trying to extinguish the flame on its head, but no matter how much it swayed, the flame would not disperse.

Dong Qing here didn't get a good deal, he was still burned, a wisp of fire was generated on his shoulder, and seeing that the flames were about to spread to his whole body through the residual gasoline, Dong Qing decisively lay down on the ground, and then the dirty dirt began to roll non-stop.

Wisdom is much more useful than brute force, and when Dong Qing extinguished the flames on his body, the living dead over there had already been half-baked, and he was lying there motionless.

The head is the only weakness of the living dead, and the living dead may have been more than lucky.

In the alley, there was a lot of movement between Dong Qing and the living dead, and many wandering living dead began to approach this side, Dong Qing endured the burns on his shoulders and the old wounds on his back, gritted his teeth and hurriedly left here.

Fortunately, it was just a normal type of living dead, not the gecko-like speed type of living dead he injured on the first day.

Dong Qing, who escaped after the robbery, fled in the direction of his home with the help of the intricate shop fronts on both sides of the street and the wreckage of the car.

Back at that crossroads, an hour ago, there had been a fierce battle between three mutant rats and four living dead, and an hour later, it was empty except for a few more black and red blood stains on the ground.

This place should not stay for a long time, Dong Qing raised his feet and was about to leave, next to the well cover, he saw a small human skull, which was the brain of the living dead.

Whether the living dead won in the end, or whether the mutant rat won, it was none of his business, now he just wanted to run home and get a good night's sleep.

The sky is getting dark, I looked at my watch, the pointer pointed to seven o'clock, he has been out for nearly four hours, and if he doesn't go back, Xiaoya and the others should worry about themselves.

With heavy steps, Dong Qing returned to their small courtyard.

As soon as he entered the small courtyard, Dong Qing's hairs stood on end, and he saw a terrifying mutant beast the size of a yellow calf lying in the middle of the courtyard.

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