Three or five strong men came up to surround him, Lan Xia didn't frown, he quickly raised his feet and kicked them out one by one.

Seeing that those people wanted to sneak close to Lu Menghan while she was not paying attention, Lu Menghan, who was sitting in the corner, still had no expression or emotion.

Lan Xia sneered and flew forward, and the two not tall figures were grabbed by her neck with her bare hands.

Bending down and pressing the bodies of the two people to the ground at once, seeing the crowd who were still not giving up, Lan Xia's eyes showed a bloodthirsty light.

stood up slowly, and it was precisely because of this slowness that the people around couldn't help but feel that there was a cold air behind them that directly hit the Tianling cover, and cold sweat flowed.

It's as if, as if you've been targeted by the devil from hell.

"Ahhh!!!!hh

"Ahhh!!hhh

Until the two extremely tragic voices sounded, and the other screamed halfway to a complete silence, listening to this sound turned out to be a living pain and fainted.

After breaking the deadlock, everyone subconsciously looked at Lan Xia, looked down her body, and saw her two feet on the ground mercilessly, and the wrists of the two people were all numb and took two steps back.

This person actually directly stepped on the wrists of these two people!

Blood flowed, and the only one who remained awake kept screaming, the pained expression on his face contorted together.

Gather faster, disperse faster.

Almost seeing the tragic situation of those two people, the smarter person quietly retreated without even venting.

And after the people who stayed saw Lan Xia's wrist and ruthlessness, how could anyone dare to stay, and they dispersed in a hurry after a while.

No one wants to provoke a killing god for half a bottle of water.

I don't want to die for half a bottle of water, that kind of means. That kind of look, as if to tell them again. Really trying to kill someone is as simple as pinching an ant to death for her.

Back in the corner, seeing the half bottle of water on the ground, Lan Xia hesitated for a moment. In the end, I picked it up and drank it all.

The dry and hoarse throat immediately improved a lot, although it was only a drop in the bucket, but the situation was already much better than just now.

The man who had fainted with a scream of pain and an opinion was quickly dragged out, and the blood left on the ground was quickly cleaned up by others.

It's all like that, as if nothing had ever happened.

Only a few people know that the law has quietly changed.

There is another fierce god on the list of people who can't be messed with in the bomb shelter.

The Adepts quietly put away their gazes.

Such a strong man, such a ruthless and decisive means, even if this person can't be wooed, he must not be offended!

Intuition recalls that less than three minutes of fighting, and all are saddened to discover. From start to finish, they didn't even see how she actually made a move.

Speed, power, they simply can't match!

Glancing at the awe-inspiring eyes around him, Lan Xia threw the empty bottle aside with an expressionless face.

She didn't want to be like this, but she was good at being bullied.

I heard a noise around me, very soft but very close.

Turning her head to the side, I saw a half-year-old child timidly holding the empty mineral water bottle she had just thrown away.

Seeing her come over, the child ran away in a puff of smoke and handed the empty bottle to a woman who looked to be about thirty years old.

The woman glanced timidly at Lan Xia. Unscrew the empty bottle and carefully pour out some small droplets of water stuck to the bottle for your child to drink.

It was really an inexplicable sadness, Lan Xia turned his head back and lowered his head, holding his hands tightly, and his green tendons burst out. Gradually, it turned pale.

Even then, she couldn't really be stupid enough to help them.

Did she save one person, save everyone?

The reckless rescue only increased their casualties, and only half a bottle of water could usher in a siege of hundreds of people.

This is the sorrow of humanity. Or is it the cruelty of the world?

"Why? If you get hurt, you'll be thrown out. "If you throw it out, how can you still survive if you are injured and bleeding.

An extremely cold voice came from the side. It is a question, but it is more like a commentary.

Interrupted from his thoughts, Lan Xia didn't answer Lu Menghan's question for the first time.

Until late at night. Many people have fallen asleep quietly.

"If we don't, you can think about what happened to us."

Through the layers of crowds, Lan Xia could see the women and children who stayed outside the bomb shelter clearly.

Pale and thin faces, filthy and tattered clothes, and numb eyes.

I thought that the people around me would not hear, but I never thought that the person was still awake and did not fall asleep, as if he had been waiting for her answer.

Lu Menghan's gaze crossed the layers of crowds, and when she saw the outermost people, living the most miserable and inhumane people, she was silent.

In this world of the jungle, it seems that she should do something about it.

She wants to survive, but by no means to survive as numb and undignified as those people.

On the fifteenth day of the end of the day, no one came in again.

And those who went out never returned, until it was not known who brought back the news that it was already in ruins outside, and that merciless thunder and lightning were slapping the ground, taking life after life.

Silence, despair, silence.

This is the love of all the people in the bomb shelter, and no one dares to rise up at all.

In the presence of nature, all people are ants.

"Did you know this thunder and lightning was coming?"

The hoarse voice still does not contain a tone of affection.

Lan Xia lowered her head and didn't look at Lu Menghan.

"This thunderstorm will make S City completely fall and turn it into a dead city."

After that, there was a long silence, until in the evening, when the people who had gone to explore the path came back and said that the thunder and lightning had stopped, and there was no movement outside, and there was a sea in everyone's hearts.

"We're running out of supplies."

Hanging his head, Lu Menghan's tone was a little sad.

Lan Xia raised her head unexpectedly, has it finally changed?

Knowing that there are not many supplies, does it mean that Menghan, you also want to survive bravely and hard?

A night of silence, the sixteenth day of the end of the world.

The thunder and lightning rain came quietly, and they walked in a hurry.

In the air-raid shelter, the old daily rules were restored, the weak were oppressed, and the powerful went out to forage for food or bullied the weak.

Until one person began to volunteer and began to pull together the forces, forming a large group of survivors to break out, including many powerful abilities.

The reason is simple, S City is already in ruins.

All the food and supplies were buried in the ground.

Survival is a matter of not leaving, and there may be a better environment and a stronger stronghold base outside.

On the eighteenth day of the apocalypse, most of the strong men in the crowd left with him.

The originally bustling and bustling air-raid shelter instantly became much more empty.

The previous drama is still being staged, but the difference is that there is no longer a real powerhouse here.

It's all some villains who are in turmoil.

Similarly, Lan Xia is still playing the role of a fierce god, and no one dares to mess with him.

Until the twentieth day of the end came, an accident quietly struck.

A paranormal who broke in by mistake changed the situation of the weak and oppressing the weak.

Lan Xia lowered her eyes, the familiar figure, but she didn't seem to know his name yet.

In the apocalypse, there are too many coincidences.

Sometimes the encounter may become a farewell. (To be continued......)