Chapter 109: Who Doesn't Want to Starve to Death

Come on, there are a lot of airdrop packages, there must be food in them! ”

"Don't grab it, there are a lot of things, don't hurt the harmony!"

"This package is mine, you guys all fuck me off, go aside!"

A jumble of voices came out of nowhere, and dozens of survivors rushed out of the neighborhood in all directions, threw themselves on the package, and began to tear the heavy outer packaging with their teeth and fingers, trying to pull out the contents.

However, in order to prevent the leakage of the goods, these packages are unusually sturdy.

Before people could unpack the package, there was an inevitable entanglement, and the scene began to spiral out of control.

"Fatty, it's work!"

Feng Yi winked and rushed out first.

The space of the system backpack has been doubled, and Feng Yi can store it as much as he wants.

Whether it's food or household items, these are the most valuable items.

The survivors have been in a mess, and every punch and kick is a tiger, and their combat power is comparable to that of professional fighters.

Wherever Feng Yi and Wang Le passed, all the packages on the ground disappeared.

The restriction that only food can be stored has been lifted, and Feng Yi doesn't even need to open the package, just store it all in one go, and slowly disassemble the package when he is free in the future.

Hey, where did those packages go? I was still here just now.

One second ago, people were fighting, but now they are all dumbfounded.

Desperately fighting, what is the purpose of breaking the head and bleeding? Isn't it just for these packages that can keep people alive?

Now, all of these packages have disappeared mysteriously, and it's a fart!

Zhang Wanxi stood next to her and was stunned.

In the past two days, she has always thought that Feng Yi is wearing some kind of precious props with the ability to collect and store.

This kind of prop can be regarded as a family heirloom for the ancient martial arts family.

Moreover, it is definitely a legendary baby.

Zhang Wanxi has lived so much, and she has only heard of it, and she has never seen it with her own eyes.

However, in this world, in addition to Feng Yi having this kind of treasure, this big fat man who is not good-looking actually has a similar baby.

When did this legendary baby become rotten on the street? Or is it that the Gu Wu family has been feeling good about themselves for so many years, and has long become a frog at the bottom of the well?

"Lin Xin, my backpack is almost full, you can also help."

Wang Le turned his head and beckoned to Lin Xin.

Zhang Wanxi is completely doubting life this time, this delicate and cute, like the little girl next door, actually has such a baby!

At this moment, Zhang Wanxi's mind was full of question marks, and she didn't know who to reason with.

Finally, Feng Yi and the others' system backpacks were all stuffed.

There were not many packages left on the ground, and they were all protected by the three of them.

Each package is a quadrangular body about one meter in diameter, and the amount of food and daily necessities contained in it is very considerable.

The survivors finally saw that there was something wrong with these three guys!

Wherever they passed, the packages would eerily disappear, almost as if by magic.

"Who the hell are you? What about those packages, are they hidden by you? ”

A young man rushed over menacingly, pointing at Feng Yi's nose and asking.

"If you don't want to die, get out of here."

Feng Yi glanced at him.

The cold look in his eyes made the young man's heart beat wildly.

"Robbed something and pretended to be forced? Who do you think you are? ”

The young man found that his strength and speed had increased several times in the past few days, and although his heart was beating suddenly in fear, he was still unwilling to give up, and smashed it with a punch at Feng Yi's face.

"Just in self-defense?"

Feng Yi groaned, stretched out his right hand, and gently squeezed the opponent's fist. During the main quest, although he cannot actively kill or injure survivors, his legitimate defense is completely unrestricted.

Click-click!

The young man's facial features began to twist sharply, and he gasped in pain.

"Do you still want a package? Do you still want these things to eat and use? ”

Feng Yi stared at the other party and asked.

The young man was speechless in pain, so he had to shake his head desperately, and his eyes looked at Feng Yi pitifully, begging him to show mercy and not to abolish his arm.

"Don't want it? That's not going to work. Within an hour, you find ten living people and lead them here. I promise you won't starve. ”

Feng Yi suddenly let go of his palm.

The young man sat on the ground, his clothes soaked in cold sweat.

A yellow bread suddenly appeared in Feng Yi's hand, exuding an enticing aroma and heat, as if it had just been taken out of the oven.

The young man was instantly attracted to the bread, completely forgetting the pain in his hands, and began to secrete a large amount of saliva from his mouth.

He hadn't eaten for a day and a night, and he wouldn't hesitate to let him suffer the humiliation of his crotch for the sake of this bread.

"This breadβ€”for me?"

The young man swallowed, his eyes fixed on the bread in Feng Yi's hand.

Feng Yi stretched out his other hand, broke the bread in half, took half of it and stuffed it into his mouth, and began to chew it with relish.

"Wait! Is it true that you just said that as long as I find ten people to come back, you will guarantee that I will not starve to death? ”

The young man almost jumped up and grabbed the bread, but he knew that the difference in strength between him and the other party was too great, and he could no longer hit the stone with an egg and find death in vain.

"Within an hour."

Feng Yi nodded and threw the remaining half of the bread in his hand.

Happiness came too suddenly, and the young man was in a trance as he watched the bread fly towards him.

By the time he reacted, the bread had fallen to the ground, covered in a thick layer of dust.

It's a pity. Feng Yi frowned.

But the young man did not hesitate, but pounced on him like a vicious dog, and with his hands firmly guarding the bread, he opened his mouth and bit it hard, and ate it with the dust in his stomach.

At this moment, this half of the dusty loaf of bread is equivalent to his life, far beyond the value and meaning of the food itself.

Hula, all the surrounding survivors gathered around, all like hungry wolves, with green lights in their eyes.

Feng Yi squinted at the dozens of people around him, and waved his right hand lightly.

A gust of wind appeared out of thin air.

Dozens of survivors were blown seven or eight meters away, and one by one they had bruised noses and swollen faces, and they were crying bitterly.

"Who else wouldn't want to starve to death?"

Feng Yi asked lightly.

These dozens of people climbed up with difficulty, and walked towards Feng Yi tremblingly.

Although they didn't say a word from beginning to end, their eyes clearly conveyed a strong desire to survive.

Alive, we all have to live! Give us a bite to eat, we don't want to starve! Doomsday Berserker