Preface: The Last Days Are Difficult (1)

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Seven years of calamity, seventh year after the calamity.

The sun gradually set to the west, and soon the clouds on the horizon began to turn fiery red and crimson, until the sun disappeared completely, leaving a deep purple color in the horizon. Night was coming, and instead of the purple was an endless black.

A gust of wind swept up sand and dust through the long Gobi, and attacked the tall city wall in the distance, and indeed this gust of wind was still powerless in front of the city wall, like a soft fist pounding on the chest of a giant, without the slightest threat.

The safety zone and the danger zone are just separated by a wall, and this majestic wall has blocked countless dangers for human beings, but it still stands tall and does not slack off for a moment.

The safe zone at night is not safe, and the concrete-poured road is as cold-blooded and hard-hearted as the people inside, perhaps this narrow road is wider than the human heart.

There were not many pedestrians on the streets of the ghetto, and if they did, they were hurrying by, and at night it was completely dark, without a glimmer of light, without a glimmer of hope.

A woman hurried down the street with a package in her arms, and although her legs were fast, her steps were so small, like the posture of a noblewoman, but unfortunately she did not have that grace.

Two black shadows had been following her for a long time, and the package was supposed to contain compressed biscuits, and the two brothers watched as the woman came out of a grain store in a wealthy area. It wasn't until night fell that the two brothers dared to attack her, after all, they had the identities of ordinary people during the day, and they had to work and live normally.

At night, the demons in some people's hearts will be released, some people are forced by life, and some people are released from the pressure in their hearts, after all, they have seen too much death, and their psychology will have some values that ordinary people can't understand.

Seeing the woman turn into an alley, the two brothers exchanged glances, and the two blocked the entrance and exit of the alley one after the other.

"Hand over the food, you don't have to die!"

Seeing this, the woman took two steps back, and after feeling someone behind her, she quickly reached for the package in her arms, but unfortunately, before she could take out something, the man behind her had already attacked her with a hand knife.

Bang, the woman was knocked unconscious.

"Hmph, I still want to resist with a weapon!"

"It's just that I don't know whether I'm alive or dead!"

The man snatched the package and weighed it, "Twenty pounds, a lot!" ”

"Indeed, the harvest is good! Do you want to leave some for her? ”

"Stay, take nine and keep one, the boss's rules can't be forgotten!"

"Hmm!"

The night was deeper and quieter.

In a dark alley

The woman's fingers moved, and she tried to struggle to sit up, but the swelling pain in her neck and the soreness in her body still made her lie on the ground again.

As soon as she realized what she had been through, tears filled her eyes in an instant, and there was no hysterical sound, she tried to cover her mouth with her hands, allowing tears to run wild on her face.

"Jianzhong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Jianzhong!"

She touched the ground and tried her best to get up, and in the darkness she felt two packets of compressed biscuits, and she didn't know where the strength came from, she instantly sat up and held the two packets of biscuits in her arms, and kept calling the name in her mouth.

"Jianzhong, if only you were here!"

Although she was so hungry, so hungry that she couldn't stand up, so hungry that she couldn't go home, she still didn't open the food in front of her, just because it was the last thing left to her by the man named Jianzhong, that is, her man.

Brother Grill

Business in the slums is not very good for a small and humble shop, and most of the business is bartered every day, cooking for the store's raw material suppliers, hunters in the Gobi desert.

There are three people in this shop, the owner and two waiters.

The doors were closed as soon as the sun went down. At this moment, the three of them were sitting around in the back kitchen of the store, and it was the package, the woman's package, that was placed in the middle of them.

"Is it clean, no one has followed you!" The man who spoke was the thinnest of the three, and looked the youngest, but if you looked closely, you would see that his right hand was hideous, for it was not a human hand at all, but like a crocodile's claws, inch-long nails, and scaly forearms and the backs of the hands. Just looking at it makes people shudder.

He is none other than Zi Feng, the owner of this barbecue restaurant, and he is also a beast blood mutant with the blood of an ancient scale beast.

"Don't worry, big brother, that woman was directly stunned by Xiao Chen, she doesn't know, she doesn't know it!" The second country's face is very thin, and he still looks very polite.

"But big brother, I didn't do anything ruthless, at most two hours, she will definitely wake up, and I also left her two days' rations, she will definitely not die of hunger!" The three elders were very big and strong.

"Okay, I know, in the last days, everyone is trying to survive, only seeking money, not killing people..."

"Alright, boss, stop chattering, let's see what's there, I saw that the woman wants to get a weapon from her bag, if there's a gun in it, will we send it soon!" The third child interrupted Zifeng's preaching in an instant, there was no way, if he didn't interrupt, he would have to say a lot of truth (nonsense).

As he spoke, the third child directly opened the package and began to pour out the contents inside.

After a while, packets of compressed biscuits were piled up on the ground in the shape of a small hill, and the second child looked at it with a smile, and they could improve their food for the next week, and they didn't have to eat the big spider meat full of sand all the time.

Suddenly, with a bang, a coin-shaped object fell to the ground, along with a booklet.

Zi Feng directly grabbed the booklet and saw if there was any important information.

I saw that the dark red book had four small gilded characters written on it: "Martyrs' families". Blood carries glory and hope.

Smack-

Zi Feng gave himself a resounding slap in the face, and the loud voice startled the second and third children who were still taking stock of the food. A bright red palm print appeared on Zi Feng's face, but he didn't make a sound, just quietly handed the booklet in his hand to the second and third children.

Smack-

Smack-

Two more slaps.

None of the three spoke, but silently put the compressed biscuits on the ground back into the package, and then solemnly placed the pamphlet and medal on top of the food.

"Brother, I'll go out to find her, and if I can't find it, I won't come back!"

"Me too!"

As he spoke, the second and third pushed the door out and disappeared into the long night.

The heroes have shed their blood and must not let their families shed tears. This is almost everyone's consensus, because without them, the flower grower might have disappeared from this world a few years ago. Until now, there are still a large number of people guarding outside the safety zone, and they are persevering with sweat and blood for their country and nation in the danger zone.

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