Almost all the survivors fell into madness, disbelief, wailing in pain, unable to sleep day and night...
Many people expect to wake up and realize that this is just a dream.
Dongzhou next door is pretty good, and you can watch movies online every day.
The satellite network is still running, and judging from the mobile phone, all kinds of online entertainment are going on as usual, and it seems that the world is still peaceful.
It's just that when I wake up and sleep, I wake up, and everything that was before will never come back.
What you see and hear are ruins, corpses, smoke, and wailing.
However, the word "almost" is used because there is still a group of survivors who are crazy with excitement...
Somewhere in an underground cell made of steel cages.
"Hahaha, great! I've wanted to blow everything up for a long time, thank God, He heard my wish and granted it!"
A professional man wearing glasses, who looked to be in his mid-twenties, was holding open the window and looking out, yelling as he looked.
This underground cell is entirely buried underground, with only a small window covered with steel bars exposed above the ground for ventilation.
Because of this, they were not killed by a wave of mushrooms.
"Yes, we can go out this time! No one will care about us anymore!" Another young man with yellow hair said excitedly.
"free, we finally embraced it again!"
"Haha, haha, great, those damn vultures, they are finished, they are all finished!"
This is a group of lunatics, a group of extremely vicious guys.
Even people who appear to be gentle on the surface have blood on their hands.
They were excited and roaring, never thinking that in such a huge disaster, their own relatives and friends, who might even have visited them the day before, would inevitably suffer.
These inhumane guys only think about themselves.
Whenever I think about some relatives and friends, I won't be so excited at this time.
But a bald man was the first to calm down: "Stop screaming, we have to escape as soon as possible. Otherwise, we will just starve to death here."
There were a total of eight people in the cell, except for the man with glasses, the yellow-haired man, and a few black and white guys.
"Take off your clothes, wet them, then tie up the steel bars and twist them hard until they break, and we can get out." The man with glasses said, pointing to the iron door of the cell.
The iron door is not completely sealed, but is made of more than a dozen steel bars, probably to avoid blind spots.
There are always patrols there, so there are no hidden dangers and no one can try to take advantage of it.
The eight people started to fuss.
A few hours later, the reinforced door was opened.
During the whole process, not a single patrol officer came to supervise them.
One can imagine what kind of chaos it was outside.
"Haha, we are free!" Huang Mao shouted loudly.
As a habitual criminal who made a living by stealing and robbing things, he felt extremely comfortable at this time, and no one could control him anymore.
However, the next moment, he received a heavy punch on the head from a bald man.
"What are you yelling for? Hurry and look for a gun!" the bald man said.
Huang Mao secretly resented it, but did not dare to resist. Like the others, he scattered in all directions.
He found the duty room by relying on the terrain he had memorized during his usual outings.
There is a Colt pistol on the table in the duty room.
He felt happy, picked up the pistol and held it in his hand.
Now that he has a gun, he doesn't have to listen to the bald guy's calls.
Not long after, the bald man gathered people together.
"Give me your guns." The bald man said unceremoniously.
"Bang..." Huang Mao fired a gun into the air, "No way, if you have a gun, you are the boss. Now I am the boss, give me all the guns!"
"Go to hell!" The bald man kicked him unceremoniously, and kicked him five meters away with his gun.
"Bang!" Huang Mao shot the bald man without hesitation while he was still lying on the ground.
However, when the bullet hit the opponent's skin, there was only a white scar!
"Ah! You, you are really an extraordinary person?" Huang Mao was shocked.
When I was imprisoned before, a group of people lived by bragging.
The bald man said that he was caught while performing sacrifices to the evil god, and he was rewarded by the evil god.
The evil god said that he would exchange rewards for McCann after he was destroyed, but no one believed him and only thought he was bragging.
McCann destroyed? How is it possible?
Isn't this just like Qin Shihuang's method of making money?
Several Dongzhou people are crowdfunding on the Internet, saying that they will raise funds to resurrect Qin Shihuang. When Qin Shihuang is resurrected, everyone will be named a general.
The money has been invested, but when will Qin Shihuang be resurrected?
So everyone laughed at the bald man for a while, but unexpectedly, McCann was really destroyed, and it seemed that the evil god's reward had been paid!
No wonder the other party dared to let everyone find guns by themselves.
At this time, the bald man grabbed Huang Mao, who was still about to shoot, and without saying a word, he broke his neck!
Huang Mao never expected that when he was imprisoned and controlled, he could still be alive and well.
No one cares about him now, and he is dead.
How ironic.
No one dared to object to what the bald man said.
The others handed over their guns honestly.
The bald man gave the guns to two obedient people, and then let them manage the others.
"Now, let's go and grab the money!"
"Boss, there's no point in grabbing money. You should grab talent instead." The man with glasses said with a flattering look on his face.
"Oh, you want to teach me how to do things?" The bald man glared at him and pointed the shotgun at his head.
"No, no, everything is up to you." There was a trace of jealousy in the eyes of the man with glasses, and he waved his hands repeatedly.
"I'll just explain it once: gold, jewelry, and antiques, no waste paper. McCann is finished, but there are other places to spend these things!" the bald man shouted loudly.
The bespectacled man suddenly felt his IQ being crushed. He originally thought that when the wasteland came, he would grab more people, establish a territory, establish a force, become king and dominate, and then reach the pinnacle of life...
After listening to the bald man's words, he suddenly realized that other places were not wastelands. As long as he grabbed money, he could go to those places and live a comfortable life.
Three days later, the group of seven prisoners expanded to seventy.
They began to dominate this ruined city, and there were quite a few survivors, at least hundreds of them.
The bald man got a lot of gold and silver jewelry, but what surprised the man with glasses was that the other party didn't use the money to contact any ships or planes through satellite phones.
Instead, the other party started a strange ritual.
The bald man had people get all kinds of clocks, electronic clocks, wall clocks, floor clocks, watches, pocket watches, and ancient clockwork clocks, and even two hourglasses...
The bald man personally arranged these clocks into a huge clock style.
The continuous "didi-dah-dah" sound makes people's hair stand on end.
The bespectacled man suddenly thought that the bald man was arrested for offering sacrifices to the evil god, and what he was doing now must be to continue offering sacrifices!
The "other places" the other party mentioned refer to dedication to the evil god!
He wants to run.
But he didn't dare to run.
Sure enough, not long after, the man with glasses placed the stolen gold, silver, jewelry, and antique art among the clocks.
"Time flies, only these things can leave value. Great God, I offer sacrifices to you, please give me more glory and strength."
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At the same time, in the silver palace.
Wen Rensheng did not leave immediately, but looked around.
Not long after, he heard a call to prayer. It had an unpleasant masculine voice and a rough voice. Once he heard it, he knew he was not a good person.
However, this rough voice is actually quite talented.
