Chapter 58: The Mob

It was already evening, and the twilight was drowsy. The weather forecast on the radio earlier said that there would be a northern radiation in Yunnan tonight. So even though the sun is still on the horizon, there aren't many people on the streets. The doors and windows of the houses on both sides were closed. The few pedestrians were also wearing masks and walking in a hurry.

It is very dangerous to inhale radioactive fallout into the body, and even if modern people are much more resistant to radiation, radiation storms are still a very dangerous natural disaster. Every year, thousands of people die from radiation burns to their lungs.

This cloud at night, I don't know how many homeless people will be killed.

Before the arrival of the radiation cloud, it was the most chaotic time in the whole of Xinfen, and the atrocities of burglaries and robberies occurred from time to time. The pampered sheriffs will not come out on patrol at this time. There was no one on the street, and even if the people inside heard a loud movement, they would not risk being burned by radiation. The new Linfen during this period is the carnival time for criminals.

Li Mu tightened the deerskin jacket on his body, although the sun had not yet set, a steady stream of cold air had already penetrated through the seams of his clothes. He mistimed, and by the time he came out of the pit market, the bus system had stopped and he had to walk back

A few sneaky pedestrians surrounded him, and when he was swept away by his gaze, he retreated as if he had been electrocuted. The titan tyrannosaurus stem cells parasitic in his heart allowed him to release a coercion at the top of the food chain. While not very useful against powerful enemies, it is enough to deter these lowest-level thugs.

Quickening his pace, he pulled a piece of jerky from his bosom and chewed it in his mouth to relieve the intense hunger that came from his abdomen. As soon as the meal arrived, he began to be very hungry.

By the time he was still more than two hundred meters away from his residence, it was already completely dark. Under the interference of radiation, the dim street lamps emitted an overwhelming sizzling sound and flickered incessantly.

A dilapidated station pickup truck pulled up in front of a residential building, its headlights on, and an overwhelming roar of air purification systems in the car. Through the dim street lamps, you can see that the doors of the residential buildings have been smashed open.

Li Mu's footsteps stopped, looking at the pickup truck, his eyes narrowed. The pickup was reassembled from parts from pre-war pickups. People who drive such cars in residential areas during this time are usually outlaws.

Wait until tomorrow, and the news of several tragic cases will be released on the news without any pain. Children and husbands are chopped up alive, burned or skinned. The girl and her wife will be even worse, and by the time the mob is over, they will be barely human.

Such tragedies happen from time to time, and the rioters always get away with it, and no one takes these things to heart except for the victims' relatives.

He thought about it, walked up, and knocked on the window with his hand.

"Brother, borrow a fire."

The window of the pickup truck rolled down, and a rough man looked at Li Mu with an idiot look, his body was covered with black hair, like a wild man, in order to prevent his face from being photographed by the surveillance, wearing a mask of a fierce ghost.

The cast-iron seat of the pickup truck resembles a small children's chair under him.

The next moment, his neck was violently clamped by a hand, and his face turned red from lack of oxygen.

Li Mu pulled him out of the pickup truck with all his might. The strong man's body, which weighed more than 100 kilograms, was under his wrist, like a chicken.

He frowned, grabbed the strong man's hair, and slammed it on the car door. The steel-reinforced door slammed in, and the brawny man's eyebrow bone was shattered, revealing white stubble and blood flowing. The terrifying ghost mask was smashed, and the shards stabbed into the brawn's face.

"Woo bastard, you're dead."

Li Mu put his hand into his clothes and took out the pistol hidden inside.

"Boom!"

The strong man's head slammed into the car door again. Li Mu let go of his hand, and a piece of scalp was torn off the strong man's head by him.

"How many people did you go in?"

The strong man's heart began to fear, a person like him, in the face of the weak, is always extremely vicious, but when he faces someone who is tougher than him, he begins to be servile.

"Four, there are four people in the room."

"What kind of weapons are they?"

"Three automatic rifles, one shotgun."

After Li Mu listened, he crushed his throat and took out three magazines from his arms.

Throwing the dead body into the pickup truck, he pulled the sleeve of the pistol a few times, checking that the firing pin, shell and safety were in order. These outlaws are usually not very protective of the guys they eat, and the chambers of their guns are thickly stained.

Tearing a strip of cloth from the brawny man's clothes, he disassembled the pistol, carefully wiped it, and reloaded it.

There was a sound of smashing inside the residential building, and the mob was rummaging through the building.

Li Mu's eyes narrowed, and he inserted the magazine of the pistol into the position on the waistband of his pants that was convenient for extraction. With a pistol in both hands, he walked into the residential building.

A man in a demon mask was slamming everything in the room with the butt of a gun. Cabinets, dining tables, cutlery, smashed to pieces. He must have injected a lot of Jett, his eyes under the mask were shockingly red, his body twitched unnaturally from time to time, and his body exuded an undisturbing madness.

"Bang!"

He struck the wall of the living room with the shotgun in his hand, shattering the family photo on it.

"Cool!"

The family of three was tied up with ropes, and their mouths were stuffed with towels and shivering. Three other thugs emerged from their bedrooms, their travel bags full of belongings that had been turned out of them.

One of them kicked her husband so hard that he squirmed on the ground in pain.

"This family has a lot of money, look at what I have turned out." The thug said and pulled out a sheriff's uniform: "This coward is actually a sheriff, haha,"

He crouched down and pressed against the sheriff's face.

"You're a little sheriff, if you can live in a place like this, you must have a lot of money. Today, I'm going to your wife hard in front of you. ”

The sheriff, who was limp on the ground, struggled violently, whining.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ””

A bullet pierced his head, and he fell to the ground weakly, his brain and blood flowing on the ground.

Another thug standing next to him burst into a mist of blood on his head and fell to the ground. The heavy duffel bag slammed into the ground with a muffled thud.

The thug who hit Jett reacted very quickly, and he immediately grabbed the shotgun in his hand and fired in the direction where the bullet came. Steel balls whistling in the small space.

Li Mu rolled on the spot and retreated behind the wall, avoiding the flying steel balls.

The remaining thug also reacted, raised the rifle in his hand, and shot in the direction of Li Mu. The thin brick wall was easily pierced, the bullets whistling, and the fear kept him on the trigger until the bullets in the magazine were gone.

The walls were smashed into honeycombs, shards of bricks were flying, and the room was filled with a choking smell of soot.

"Is he dead?"

The thug with rifles gasped.

"No one can survive."

Another thug pulled out a jet and stabbed it in his arm. The potion stimulated his nerves and made him even more excited. Raising the shotgun in his hand, he walked over.

"Haha, a chivalrous hero, it doesn't feel good to be beaten into a sieve, right?"

The next moment, a bullet hole appeared in his eyebrow, and he fell to the ground weakly. Another thug was terrified and wanted to raise his rifle to shoot, but Li Mu was faster than her, and he shot out all the bullets in a magazine.

The experience gained after killing the five thugs, combined with the experience he had accumulated before, was just enough for him to raise the level of the Lancer Ranger to level nine.

[Level 9 Gun and Sword Ranger (50/15200)]

A powerful warm current welled up from the heart, and the hunger that had been caused by the lack of energy was swept away. His physique reached an astonishing 3.4, which made him feel better than ever, and his whole body was full of energy.

A row of new skills to choose from appeared on his retina. He thought twice and chose the skill of lead stomach.

[Lead stomach: Your stomach digests food twice as fast as others, and your digestive system has adapted to the special environment on the wasteland, where leaves, wood, and rags can provide you with a lot of energy. 】

He broke a piece of wood from the table, put it in his mouth and chewed it, swallowed it in his belly, and the taste of his stomach being filled made him very good. With this skill, he will hardly have a headache from hunger.

Cut the ropes from a family of three, who had been tied for too long and struggled for a while to get up.

"Thank you so much, thank you so much for this help for the hero."

The rescued sheriff kept saying thank you to Li Mu, but blocked his vision with his body, and quietly gestured behind his back with his hand, signaling his wife to put away the blood-stained travel bags on the ground.

Li Mu's eyes narrowed, noncommittal.

ps: Thank you book friend for representing the country, you are such a reward that I am addicted to. Yesterday I bought something for the New Year, and it was late to get home. So the update is now in place.