In the dim mall, Ling Mo and his group spread out and searched slowly, but found little.
This department store has gone through many baptisms, and many things were destroyed in the initial impact of the catastrophe, or else they rotted and stinked under the remains of corpses.
Almost all the better-looking packaged food was searched out by the locust-like survivors.
Lucy pulled out a flattened chocolate bar from a pile of suspicious condensation, took a look at it, and then struggled with it unwillingly for a while.
After she finally threw this thing away with regret, she looked up and saw Ling Mo's slightly teasing eyes.
"What are you looking at? Have you found a better one?" Lucy said angrily.
"That's not true. I just suddenly understood why you came to x city." Ling Mo smiled and said, "You are indeed short of supplies."
Lucy snorted and said: "X city is not much better. As for food, it is lacking everywhere. I just feel it is a bit wasteful. The food I usually eat is too simple, but suddenly I saw something I liked before.
Food is inevitably a bit tempting... But there are other things, such as consumables such as batteries, which are more abundant in X City. After all, it is a provincial capital, and the number of factories and shops is much higher than that of other towns...
…”
"Actually, you can let the Air Corps help you explore the route. You don't have to work so hard."
Ling Mo kicked away a bunch of electrical appliances and said casually.
Lucy shook her head and said: "The Air Corps is more domineering in cooperation because of its aircraft. In fact, whether it is our Fire or the Falcon, they are more tolerant when cooperating with the Air Corps. They are very good at collecting intelligence.
Although the strength is not as good as ours, the aircraft can be snatched, but how can the pilots snatch them? It is completely impossible to take over them without any blood. However, if we don’t have ideas, the Falcon may not have them. So the Air Corps is
You cooperated with us for the first time, and you also wanted to use this to warn the falcons. You should understand what I am saying, right?"
"You really told me everything without hesitation... So, there is no absolute fairness in this world. Everything is based on strength." Ling Mo responded. "However, in the past,
'Strength' can represent a lot of things, but now it's just one, and it feels a lot simpler."
"You mean, money, power? Indeed, it doesn't work anymore to fight for your father. The only way to go is to fight hard."
Lucy pondered for a moment and said: "But... I'm afraid most people are still willing to live the same life as before... Don't talk about this, talk about something else. If you are short of food, you can go to the fire with me. I
I can give you some extra remuneration. You may not know this, but City F is a food processing and production base, and we still have the inventory, just in terms of taste and variety..."
"Don't be so polite, Lulu..." Ling Mo said with a smile. "You can't find it here. There are many opportunities to search on the road."
When this woman came around to him, Ling Mo knew that she must have said this. He didn't expect that with the character she showed, she could actually say this in a tactful way. In Ling Mo's imagination
I thought that this woman would ask "Do you want to join?" as soon as she opened her mouth. In that case, when he refused, he would probably be a little embarrassed...
"Okay, I won't force you." Lucy twitched her lips and smiled.
Seeing that there was really nothing to find in the department store, Ling Mo and others left the place half an hour later.
Just as they left through the back door, two figures flashed into the building through the front door.
"Quinn, what do you think?"
The tattooed man wore a leather vest and stood in the shadows with his muscular arms, looking at the body of the armored man at his feet.
His eyes lingered on the wound on the armored man's head for a while, and then he frowned and looked at the roof.
"What do I think..."
Quinn put her hands on her hips, squinted at the small hole, and then sneered: "There is a powerful person who performed a double kill on these two idiots... interesting."
"Have you thought about what kind of superpower it is?"
The tattooed man tilted the armored man's head away with his toes, then stretched out his hand to touch the small hole, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled: "There is no smell of gunpowder, and it doesn't look like it was pierced by any steel bars. It would be
What?"
"Don't keep asking me if it's okay! I wouldn't know what kind of superpower it is just by looking at the wound. Maybe it's an ordinary human with great strength? Or even a killer or something like that..."
Quinn said angrily.
The tattooed man frowned and looked up again, "Uh" for a while, then slowly said: "Are you... sure that ordinary killers can stab through the floor? This is not a trick... even here.
It’s a shoddy project, and it’s not that easy to defeat…”
"Well, can you just ignore me every time like this? Even if you ignore me, you can't ignore this fact..." The tattooed man shouted in vain.
But Quinn had already turned around and turned on the intercom and shouted: "Brother Tiger."
The intercom buzzed for a while, and then the fat man's voice came intermittently: "Have you found Yan Shangfeng and the others?"
"They're dead," Quinn said.
The other end of the intercom paused for a few seconds, and the fat man asked again: "What's going on? It was very clear from previous inspections that those people only have guns. With Yan Shangfeng's superpower, there shouldn't be anything wrong..."
"Judging from the wounds, there may have been two people who did this. One used some kind of sharp weapon, and the other was unclear. In addition, there are no zombies nearby. It is certain that the helicopter has arrived. They may have left...
..." When Quinn said the last word, his voice became a little cautious.
Fatty Brother Tiger was silent for a while, then gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice: "You mean, we lost my wife and lost our troops at the same time?"
"It seems...that's the case..."
"Uh...Quinn, that's not necessarily the case..."
The tattooed man walked to the window, looked at a street not far away, and said while holding his chin.
Quinn walked over slowly with the walkie-talkie, glanced at the street, his eyes flashed, and he said slowly: "Brother Hu, there are six people on the other side. We need support..."
"Very good, keep an eye on them for me. This time we must get back the capital and profits!"
After putting down the walkie-talkie, Quinn and the tattooed man looked at each other, then quickly turned around and ran downstairs...
Through the window, I could just see Ling Mo and his group walking slowly forward along the deserted street...
After sending Liu Baodong and his party away, Ling Mo's goal became the next one: escorting Lucy to Century City.
However, since Lucy has to conduct route inspections and records along the way, it is not simply a rush.
Forty-eight hours later, Liu Baodong will take Ling Mo's reward and take a helicopter to Century City to pick up Lucy.
"I feel a little depressed when I think that I have to stay alone with you for so long..."
Lucy walked beside Ling Mo and said.
"At this time, the patience is over. There is a first time for everything..." Ling Mo pulled Ye Lian and said.
"Can you please stop saying such things in such a matter-of-fact tone..." Lucy sighed, then glanced at Yu Shiran, and then at the three Ye Lian girls.
The skin is soft and fair, and there is a violent aura hidden in every body. The eyes looking at her also have a hint of coldness...
Lucy slowly lowered her head, a thoughtful look in her eyes.
"Um...can I ask how you got together?" Lucy finally couldn't help but asked tentatively.
Ling Mo touched his chin, thought seriously for a while, and said, "Because I am very charming..."
"..."
Ye Lian nodded aside: "Well..."
"It makes people want to stop." Li Yalin added.
"I wish the two could become one..." Shana raised the corner of her mouth and said.
Yu Shiran stared at Ling Mo carefully for a while, then showed an extremely eager expression and licked her lips...
Lucy stared at the group of people dumbfounded and said, "It's my fault, I shouldn't have asked..."
