If he had this knife before, he would probably have embarked on the journey home a long time ago, and he would have been holding on to his grievances.

"Not bad, five points, it's worth it!" Jiang Cheng looked at the still silver-white blade and sighed again and again! It doesn't get a drop of blood, and it sharpens iron like clay, it's really a treasure knife.

Holding the treasure knife in his hand, Jiang Cheng actually had an urge to try, and he couldn't wait to rush into the corpse group immediately, and come to him seven in and seven out.

But fortunately, Jiang Cheng held back his thoughts, if he really rushed in stupidly like this, it is estimated that it was not those infected who dismembered the corpses, but him.

Jiang Cheng shook his head to calm himself down, it was not early now, there were still two kilometers away from the original place, and he had to rush back before it got dark.

The second rule of his doomsday survival rule is not to rush at night, night is a paradise for the infected, and it is also the time when they are most excited, plus tonight, it is no longer the brilliant scene of the lights before, and the danger factor of blind fire in the black light is too high.

Here, Jiang Cheng was rushing back in a hurry, and on the other side, in the apartment where Jiang Cheng was, Jiang Cheng was in the next room.

A big man with a somewhat pale face, ordinary appearance, a height of more than one meter and eight meters, and a somewhat thin figure, was looking anxiously at the gradually dimming twilight outside the window at the moment.

"This Xiao Yang, why hasn't he come back at this point," the middle-aged man said anxiously.

"You said he wouldn't have found food outside, so he hid and ate it himself!" The middle-aged man walked around anxiously a few times, stopped and said with a thoughtful face, this Jiang Cheng has not come back yet, and the more he thinks about it, the more likely this is the case.

"Mad, this white-eyed wolf, dares to eat alone," the man said angrily.

"He might... Suffer... What the... It's been delayed... Let's do it! The woman lying on the bed said a little weakly.

The woman's face was even paler, her lips were cracked, her body was shriveled, and her body looked black and filthy, and swarms of flies flew happily around her, at the age of forty years old, but she looked like an old lady who was about to die of eighty.

"Hmph, damn splash, you know what! He went out to find food on his own, and no one looked at him! Can he not steal food, if he doesn't steal food, can he bring back that little bit every time? And you! Damn it! If it weren't for you, Lao Tzu's food would have been eaten so quickly," the man heard the voice of the woman on the bed, and angrily went up and slapped her twice.

The woman looked at this crazy man with some numbness and despair, is this still the gentle man she knew? Is it still the same man who used to treat her as a treasure?

Since when has he changed? Is the end of the disease outbreak coming? Or was it such a person in the first place, and she didn't find out?

It must be the end of the world! She didn't want to believe that he had always been such a person, but since the end of the world, his performance,

But it made her feel that he might have always been such a person, but he was too well disguised.

The extreme hunger had already made her consciousness a little foggy, and her eyes were beginning to drift a little.

But the man next to him ignored all this, and after scolding, he took out the key and squatted down to open the bed table, took out a bag of instant noodles from it, and then looked at the drawer, and there were only two bags left.

"Mad, the food is getting scarce, and that's not enough to stuff your teeth!" The man locked the cabinet a little irritablely, the food has always been supervised by him, as for the woman on the bed, it is a waste to give her food, not to mention that he himself is not enough to eat.

The man couldn't wait to tear open the instant noodles and eat them in a big gulp, he was so hungry that he could only eat two meals a day now, and his physique couldn't resist it at all.

“... I... Hungry... Think... Eat", the woman on the bed heard the sound of eating, her eyes were slightly clear, and she turned her head to look at the man who was gobbling it up.

"Eat, eat, eat, know to eat! I'll give you what I'll eat! Besides, look at what the hell you look like now! Or what to eat! Damn good! The man scolded angrily, looking at his former beloved on the bed with a look of disgust.

He has always been disgusted with this woman, pretending to be a good wife and mother every day, he used to be able to bear it, but now looking at her old witch-like appearance, he doesn't want to bear it for a moment, and he is annoyed when he looks at it.

When the woman on the bed heard the man's words, her cloudy eyes slowly shed blood and tears, and her breath became more disordered and weak.

"Squeak-"

Outside the door, he suddenly remembered the sound of the door opening, and the man was shocked, and opened his door with an excited face to look at the staircase.

Sure enough, the person he was expecting came back, and the man looked at Jiang Cheng, who had just closed the security door of the stairwell, and stepped forward with a flattering look and said, "Oh, why did Xiao Yang come back so late, he didn't encounter danger!" You see you've been out for a day, you're tired, come on! Pack me for you and you hold it! ”

Jiang Cheng frowned, looking at the man in front of him unceremoniously reaching out to pick up his bag, he was very disgusted.

The person in front of him is Sister Nan's husband Brother Zhao, although he has known him for more than four years, Jiang Cheng has always disliked him, and this person always gave him a very pretending feeling.

Later, it was confirmed that when the disease broke out, it was he who kindly saved them, and at first this Brother Zhao was very grateful, but he didn't expect that this person would eat and drink at his house, and soon ate the little dry food that he hoarded as an otaku.

There is no food, this Brother Zhao, who was polite to him at the beginning, sneered at him every day, and forced him to go outside, looking for food in that cannibalistic world, and he had to take more than half of the food he found.

The reason why Jiang Cheng has been putting up with him is because Sister Nan, that typical southern girl, gentle and virtuous, is always very enthusiastic about people, when he first moved over, he helped him a lot, and he also sent some delicious food.

If it weren't for Sister Nan, he would have turned his face with this bullshit Brother Zhao a long time ago.

"What about Sister Nan? I haven't seen her in a while, huh? Jiang Cheng handed over the bag, and he took the bag out of the ring before he came up.

"Your sister Nan is a little unwell, lying in the house!" Brother Zhao said without raising his head, and unzipped his backpack with both hands.

"How long has it been? Not good yet? I'm going to see her! Jiang Cheng looked at the person in front of him in disgust, he didn't believe what he said at all, he had to see Sister Nan all these times because he had prevaricated it, which made him have a bad premonition.

"What to see, what's there to see, your sister Nan is fine!" Brother Zhao said impatiently, and when he saw the contents of the backpack clearly, his face instantly became very ugly.

"Didn't I say, Xiao Yang, you went out for a day and brought back two packs of this?" Brother Zhao said with a blushing face, taking out two packs of instant noodles from his bag.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Cheng said with a frown.

"What do you mean? Okay, Xiao Yang, why can he pretend to be you, I'm full of food and drink outside, and I don't even plan to give the soup leftover! Brother Zhao took the instant noodles in his hand, then threw the bag on the ground and said angrily.