A group of new people have arrived in the past two days. Some of the characteristics of these new people are that their skin is very white, so white that it is almost oozing.
Moreover, each of them has sunken eye sockets and is as skinny as a stick.
The temperament they exude is somewhat arrogant, but also somewhat gloomy.
These people are incompatible with ordinary survivors, as if they have never experienced the apocalypse, and they have no understanding of many of the rules commonly agreed upon in the apocalypse.
Residential area in the eastern part of the trading bazaar.
Building No. 29, Room 3 on the second floor.
A middle-aged man took out the sweet potato cake he had bought at the market from the package, cut it into four parts, and handed it to several people around him.
One of the boys took the sweet potato pancake, stuffed it into his mouth and devoured it.
After another girl took the sweet potato pancake, she ate it in small bites, which was completely different from the boy's devouring it.
"Why...."
The middle-aged man looked at his son and daughter and felt extremely guilty.
"Old Song, I'm not hungry, you can feed them..." the middle-aged woman shook her head and said.
At the same time, he divided the sweet potato pancake, which was only the size of two fingers, into two and handed it to his children.
"Mom, you can eat it yourself. If you don't eat, your body won't be able to bear it." The girl pushed back.
The boy finished the small amount of sweet potato pancakes in a few seconds, wiped the residue from the corners of his mouth, put his fingers into his mouth, and looked greedily at the sweet potato pancakes in his mother's hand.
Seeing this, the woman handed the sweet potato pancake to her son.
"Yile, you eat, mom is not hungry."
The young man swallowed his saliva. He was growing tall at this age, so a small piece of sweet potato pancake the size of two fingers was not enough to fill his stomach. It could only be said to be a cushion for his stomach.
"No, you can eat." The young man suppressed his hunger and refused.
well....
Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man hesitated for a few seconds, then took out another piece of rice and sweet potato pancake from the package, divided into two pieces, and gave one piece to the girl and one to the boy.
They were both in their teens and had great food needs.
Seeing the three people looking at him in surprise, the middle-aged man said:
"Eat, we can always find a way to get food."
The middle-aged woman looked sad and complained angrily:
"This trading bazaar is so ruthless. Our gold was exchanged for ten pounds of sweet potato pancakes, such a thick gold necklace, and my gold earrings and rings..."
In the official store of the trading bazaar, gold can be directly exchanged for food.
One pound of gold can be exchanged for five pounds of grain.
They brought a total of two kilograms of gold and exchanged it for ten kilograms of sweet potato cakes.
They were lucky to have caught up with the good times. The exchange of gold for grain had not been carried out in the trading market before.
And, they also have gold.
Some people who came out of the bunker in Lanxi County brought some jewelry and diamonds, which are of no use here.
The middle-aged man put the newly separated sweet potato pancakes into the hands of his son and daughter.
"I'll look for a way out tomorrow. If it doesn't work, I'll go with them to the construction site to do hard work."
The woman frowned and said, "But you can't stand the hard work. You can't stand it. And I heard that there are requirements for hard work..."
"It's okay. Let's try tomorrow. We still have some food. If we save some, we can last for another week." The man said warmly.
At this time, there was a noise from the next room.
"You bastard, how dare you steal other people's food in this place!"
"What's wrong with eating something from you? When I have it, I'll pay it back to you tenfold."
"Cao Ni Ma, why are you trying to make a big deal out of me? Take out your package and let me see if there is anything that can make up for my loss, otherwise I will ask the patrol team to come over!"
"Haha, I won't be afraid if the patrol team comes over if I eat two of your tortillas."
"Okay, you said so!"
...
Song Tianyi frowned and said to his wife and children:
"I'll go over and take a look. Don't go anywhere here."
"Okay, go ahead." My wife didn't stop her.
When Song Tian walked over, he happened to see a shirtless man walking outside and almost bumped into him.
The shirtless man looked up and saw Song Tianyi, looked him up and down, and let out a cold snort from his nostrils.
These vampire-like bastards are so ignorant.
Song Tianyi was a little confused when he was glared at by this person for no reason.
Arrived in the next room.
He saw a total of seven or eight people living in this room, half of whom came from the bunker.
Among them was a thirty-year-old man, with corn dregs still remaining at the corner of his mouth, looking at the other survivors in the same room with disdain.
"What's going on?" Song Tianyi walked in and asked.
The thirty-year-old man glanced at Song Tian, curled his lips and did not answer.
Seeing other survivors around him looking at him, he cursed, "What are you looking at!"
In his eyes, these are the people living at the bottom. Whether it is before the apocalypse or now, he thinks highly of himself and has always done so.
Since he followed his parents into the bunker when the apocalypse first broke out,
From the age of 24 to 30, he spent the six years in the bunker.
Later, his parents died in a previous typhoon. When the typhoon came, the two of them went out to clear the exhaust pipe. In the end, the pipe was cleared, and they never came back.
This man never went out to look for his parents. He waited until the typhoon was over before he opened the door and saw the skeletons of his parents at the door.
A man who also came from the bunker saw Song Tianyi coming, so he opened his mouth and told him what had just happened.
"Just now Zhou Chuan grabbed someone's food and caused a scene... Sigh... We just tried to persuade him, but if Zhou Chuan doesn't listen, there's nothing we can do."
Another woman nodded and said:
"Yes, I heard that the regulations here are strict. Isn't Zhou Chuan seeking death by doing this? It doesn't matter if he dies. Don't implicate us. We finally got here."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhou Chuan said nonchalantly:
"Don't worry, one person does the work and the other takes responsibility. I won't hurt you. I don't believe that grabbing a tortilla can really do anything to me!"
Song Tianyi frowned even more. They came out from the bunker in Fujian Province to make a living. They heard about the trading market on the way, and they went through all kinds of hardships to get here.
If Zhou Chuan makes such an incident, if it causes displeasure among the managers of the trading market, they might all be kicked out.
After all, they all came out of the bunker and could be considered members of the same team.
After Song Tianyi knew what happened here, he was anxious and angry. He pointed at Zhou Chuan's nose and wanted to say a few harsh words, but after thinking about it, he let it go.
This Zhou Chuan mud can't hold up the wall, and it's useless to scold him.
After thinking about it, he hurriedly went to room 7 to find someone.
In their original bunker, although each bunker was a family unit, there was also a mutual aid organization, and they occasionally did some things together in the past few years.
For example, during the previous typhoon disaster, the nuclear power plant leaked, which spawned a large number of radioactive zombies to gather around their bunker, making it impossible for them to even get out. Moreover, the radioactive zombies were always surrounding the bunker, which also had an impact on their bodies.
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The leader of this organization, Lin Zhongzheng, organized the people in the bunker to lure the radioactive zombies to the west and blew up the road so that the radioactive zombies could not come back.
Song Tianyi hurried to room No. 7.
At a glance, he saw Lin Zhongzheng sitting on the ground with his eyes closed and sleeping.
"Old Lin, something happened, wake up quickly." Song Tianyi shook Lin Zhongzheng's shoulders vigorously.
Lin Zhong was woken up by the shaking, and his tone was a bit unkind.
"What's up?"
He had been worried to death in the past two days. He thought he would find a way out when he came to the trading market, but he didn't expect that it was so realistic here. There were no relief stations and no free rescue.
If you want food, you can only exchange it for something of value, or you have to work hard, or go out and find your own way.
They exchanged all the things they brought in the past two days and then got some food.
He finally fell asleep today, but he was woken up after only a few minutes of sleep. He was in a bad mood. If Song Tianyi hadn't been the one who woke him up, his tone would have been even worse.
"Zhou Chuan robbed people of food, and the person whose food was robbed ran out and called the patrol team!"
"What!" When Lin Zhongzheng heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
When they entered the trading market, they saw the regulations posted here. One of them was that they were not allowed to snatch other people's supplies, and the supplies included food.
Violators shall be killed!
In fact, there are only five regulations, but each one is followed by the word, kill!
The most important thing is to use the apocalypse as an important code and show it vividly.
"This grandson is causing trouble for us again. Damn it, if his father hadn't had a good relationship with me during his lifetime, he would have been kicked out of the team long ago."
Lin Zhongzheng got up while cursing, "Stop that man, find a way to compensate him for some food, and definitely don't let him find the patrol team. I heard from survivors who have stayed here for a long time today that anyone who violates the regulations here is
Got killed, very strict!"
At this moment....
Jingle bell——
The alarm suddenly sounded.
Lin Zhengzhong heard the siren and thought to himself: It's over...
.......
The alarm sounded, and everyone in Building 29 was alarmed.
It can even be said that people in the entire East District residential area paid attention.
Some people even ran out of the room to see which building the alarm sounded from, and looked over there curiously.
"Oh, someone is making trouble again, it's really lively now."
"Hahaha, if the siren sounds, someone will definitely die. This principle has not changed until now, and someone will die again..."
"It's so noisy. I stayed up most of the night and caused trouble..."
"Old Ding, if there is something interesting, would you like to go?"
"No, I'm so annoyed. I have to go to work tomorrow morning, day by day..."
Although the trading market has not been established for a long time, the order in the trading market has been extremely stable since the regulations set by the third uncle and strictly implemented.
The survivors inside are all very honest, and there are very few fights or thefts.
Because these violations of the regulations may lead to imprisonment before the end of the world, but in the trading market, no matter if you violate the regulations for any reason, as long as you make a move, or as long as you fight back, everyone on both sides will die.
Without exception.
As a result, many people who were beaten did not fight back at all. When they saw an opportunity, they ran out and sounded the alarm bell to call the patrol team over.
There is an alarm bell installed on the first floor of every building.
The execution of the patrol team is also very simple. They go over to investigate, question the onlookers, understand the situation, kill, and end it.
Since every time the alarm bell is rung, there will be many onlookers, so there are basically people who have witnessed what happened.
Just ask around and you'll quickly find out what's going on.
Several people on the first floor of Building 29 watched the shirtless man ring the alarm bell.
One of them recognized the shirtless man and asked:
"Betting on dogs, what are you doing? Who are you fighting with?"
"Bullshit, someone robbed me of my food. He was a little bastard. I let him grab it! I didn't resist or resist the whole time! If you dare to rob my things, I have to let the patrol team come over today!"
The man standing at the door teased: "The dog gambler is ruthless! As soon as the patrol team comes over, that man probably won't survive!"
The shirtless man, known as the gambling dog, had a cold expression.
"You are cruel and ruthless. I am so lucky to have to work hard every day to tie steel bars and do construction in exchange for food. I am robbed, and I can't report it? You are really standing up and saying that your back hurts."
"It makes sense." A man who also heard the siren and came out to watch the excitement puffed out two puffs of smoke from a cornsilk cigarette with a nonchalant look on his face. "That's how it should be. If such cruel regulations were enacted before the end of the world, it wouldn't be
If someone kills someone while driving under the influence of alcohol, there will be no village tyrants or bullies who bully others. If you violate the regulations, you will... die!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After hearing his words, the gambling dog hummed twice. "Old smoker, what you said is reasonable. If you don't eat and only smoke every day, sooner or later you will have to
starve."
Second floor. Room 4.
In the same room as Zhou Chuan, one of the survivors who came in earlier than those in the bunker was an old cannon.
At this moment, he looked at Zhou Chuan who looked fearless, and then looked at Lin Zhongzheng and Song Tianyi who had just arrived.
Said sarcastically:
"Newcomers, do you know who is the person who should be offended the most in the trading market?"
Song Tianyi and Lin Zhengzhong were discussing how to resolve this matter.
Hearing what the old man said, Song Tian frowned, glanced at him and asked, "What?"
The old man is thin but has good energy.
“The management here!”
"If you violate the regulations, you will offend the management here. The law enforcement here is very efficient. I advise you to try to separate yourself from this young man, otherwise...hehe."
The old man sneered and glanced at Zhou Chuan lightly.
He has long been dissatisfied with this Zhou Zhuan. This Zhou Zhuan has the air of a playboy before the end of the world. On the first day he came in, he complained about the poor sanitation here.
He said that he used to live alone in a bunker of several hundred square meters with everything, but here there are seven or eight people living in a ten-square-meter room.
I also dislike the smell of people around me.
I feel that they are all idiots who look down on others even though they have nothing.
The old man used to see many people like this, but he has seen less of them in the past three years.
He couldn't understand how such a person could survive until now.
Those who can survive should have been taught a lesson in the apocalypse long ago.
What a wonderful flower.
Hearing Lao Pao's sneer reminder, Song Tianyi knew that although he was a little gloating about his misfortune, he was indeed reminding him.
So he winked at Lin Zhongzheng.
After Lin Zhengzhong saw the look in his eyes, he hesitated for a few seconds.
"What nonsense are you talking about, old man!"
Zhou Chuan glared at the old man sitting opposite, and then said to Lin Zhongzheng:
"Uncle Lin, I'm really hungry. That person didn't care about eating, but wanted to show off in front of me. I was so angry that I took it away. If there's anything wrong, it's also my fault for showing off in front of me!"
Lin Zhengzhong's face was full of black lines, "Didn't I give you a piece of corn cake in the afternoon?"
"It's just a little bit. I finished it in two or three bites. I'm still hungry. Who told you not to give me more food?" Zhou Chuan looked aggrieved, with a hint of complaint.
He had never been hungry in the last few years of the apocalypse.
Because after his parents died, all the food for three people was given to him.
But even so, he didn't persist longer than others.
Zhou Chuan's father used to be a very good friend of Lin Zhongzheng, and he was both a teacher and a friend.
But the son he gave birth to was so rotten.
Along the way, if it weren't for Lin Zhengzhong's care, this Zhou Chuan might not even be able to reach the trading market.
But along the way, Lin Zhengzhong wiped his butt countless times, and his patience had already reached the critical limit.
At this time, he heard that his grandson was actually complaining to him, and Lin Zhengzhong completely gave up the idea of saving him.
No matter how much you do, this grandson will never remember your kindness.
What's more, this is still someone else's territory. Even if you want to save it, you may not be able to save it. Instead, you may get burned.
Lin Zhengzhong clenched his cheeks and, holding in a breath of bad breath, walked out of the room to the corridor on the second floor.
The corridor outside Room 4 was already crowded with people, looking over here.
"What to do?" Song Tianyi asked.
Lin Zhengzhong gritted his teeth and replied: "Since he is looking for death, let him die. Let's clear the relationship and say that he is not the same as us."
Song Tianyi thought for a while and finally nodded: "Okay!"