As soon as Su Jiangchen's figure disappeared into the darkness, the people in the supermarket couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The cold man with the gun, who was stronger than a robber, was finally gone, and everyone felt that a mountain had been removed from their hearts, and even the temperature in the supermarket seemed to have risen in an instant.

But when Wang Yilan and Duan Xue each took out a gun and pointed it at the audience, the hearts of those people who had just fallen were raised in their throats again, and a desperate sense of powerlessness emanated from their bodies.

Who are these 3 people? How can there be so many guns?

Huang Zetao still stood still, not daring to move, for fear that unnecessary movements would lead to a fatal bullet.

Others sat on the ground, like a meek flock of sheep, with all sorts of thoughts spinning in their heads.

Because of Su Jiangchen's brutal snatching of food, these people have already regarded the three of them as the public enemies of everyone, and they are considering uniting to deal with them.

The subconscious indifference makes them indifferent to the life and death of others, makes them take the atrocities of crime for granted, and the seeds of selfishness in their hearts that "people are not for themselves, and the heavens and the earth will be destroyed" quickly sprout, take root, and grow into a towering tree in the last days.

The man who had just asked them if they were police officers stared thoughtfully at their hands holding their guns.

He was a weapon fan, and he was very good at using all kinds of firearms, and he could recognize at a glance that the gun they were holding was a police Type 64 pistol, and then he noticed the difference in the way the two men held the gun from the previous man.

The original man, the hand holding the gun is very natural, when the muzzle of the gun moves, it does not maintain a uniform motion, but when it is pointed at a person, the speed slows down, and when it is pointed at a person, the speed increases, and when it is pointed at the empty place, the speed increases, and he always maintains control of the scene, he is an experienced gunner.

And when he pointed at others, the muzzle of the gun never left the center of the other's eyebrows.

On the other hand, the two people in front of him were very rusty in their grip on the gun, and the position of aiming at others was erratic, up and down, the muzzle of the gun moved very slowly, and a lot of time was pointed to the empty place.

It can be seen that the two of them are very nervous, and the hands holding the guns are still trembling unconsciously.

These are undoubtedly two super noobs with guns!

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Wang Yilan and Duan Xue were not worried about Su Jiangchen who chased him out, in their opinion, it was only a matter of time before Su Jiangchen, who had special abilities, caught the thief and retrieved the two backpacks, and they were now thinking about how to handle things in the supermarket.

Wang Yilan hopes to be able to help Su Jiangchen more, and not be a dispensable role that drags oil bottles. He scanned the audience and saw that there was still a lot of food in front of them, so he hooked his fingers and said to them, "If there is any beef jerky, canned food or anything else, put it in my school bag." ”

Su Jiangchen's snatching of everyone's food can be regarded as a degree of relaxation, taking a part and keeping a part, so that they will not be cornered and give it a go, Wang Yilan's actions at this time were excessive.

Everyone dared to be angry in their hearts, but the hatred was secretly revealed through the slightly gloomy eyes.

Huang Zetao thought of the eyes that Su Jiangchen looked at him before leaving, if it wasn't an accident, I was afraid that the bullet would enter his cranial cavity in the next second. If he comes back here, he will definitely not let himself go.

Thinking of this, his face quickly turned red, and the fear in his heart was dominated by ferocity and arrogance.

He has become an outlaw, and he can't forget the pleasure of slashing others with a watermelon knife for a long time, and he has just experienced the beauty of the last days, and anyone who wants to destroy his new life can't let go.

Picking up 2 canned yellow peaches from the ground, with a flattering smile on his face, Huang Zetao walked slowly towards Wang Yilan.

If you are pointed at gunpoint, then you will definitely not have the courage to resist.

Wang Yilan thought like this, treating others with himself, and disagreed with Huang Zetao's approach, but underestimated the madness and courage of a person who jumped over the wall in a hurry and played cards out of common sense.

Huang Zetao came to a meter in front of him, and suddenly changed, and the canned food in his hand flew towards Wang Yilan. Wang Yilan subconsciously took a gear, the glass bottle was smashed, and the lumpy yellow peach and pale yellow liquid splashed on Wang Yilan's face and mouth, and while experiencing the sweet taste, the whole person was embarrassed.

Huang Zetao rushed up like lightning, grabbed Wang Yilan's hands holding the gun, and wanted to snatch the pistol down. The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the ceiling, the two people were about the same size and size, they were very tired after a sleepless night, and it was difficult to maintain their best condition in this wrestling, and they were fighting evenly for a while, and they were in a stalemate.

Encountering a sudden attack, Duan Xue became even more nervous, holding a pistol with both hands and pointing at Huang Zetao and shouting: "Let go, otherwise I'm going to shoot!" ”

If it was Su Jiangchen, then he would definitely ignore the thirty-seven twenty-one, raise his hand is a shot, and firmly control the scene in his own hands. But for Duan Xue, who was only 20 years old and was still bathed in the glory of the peaceful era the day before, enjoying a beautiful college life, the pistol and the finger that hooked the trigger were extremely heavy.

The last days have changed people's lives, but they can't change people's deep-seated thoughts. She can bravely kill zombies, but she can't imagine the scene of a living person being shot in the head by herself.

The order of a society governed by the rule of law and the traditional idea of killing for one's life restrict young girls from bravely breaking the shackles of rules and regulations to shoot at their fellow human beings.

She bit her chapped lips and hesitated, but she didn't shoot until she was assaulted.

A golden object flew straight towards her face, paying full attention to Duan Xue, who was wrestling with the two men, and didn't notice it until she flew in front of her, her head was tilted back, but she still couldn't dodge, and a sharp pain came from her side face, and she was directly smashed to the ground, and the gun in her hand was difficult to grasp and fell to the ground.

In a daze, she saw a can of red bull falling heavily in front of her, a man leaning against the wall, still in a throwing position, his eyes full of pride.

"Duan Xue!" Wang Yilan panicked in his heart, and he was not as ruthless as Huang Zetao, so he fell into disadvantage.

Huang Zetao began to push his knees, hit his head with his head, and bite with his teeth, doing everything like a beast. Wang Yilan began to be in a hurry, was hit in the ribs by a heavy elbow, snorted, the gun was snatched away by the other party, and he was knocked down by Duan Xue with a heavy punch.

Bending down to snatch another gun in his hand, Huang Zetao once again became the most powerful person in this supermarket, and he laughed excitedly: "Hahaha, Lao Tzu has a gun!" Everything in this supermarket is Lao Tzu! Whoever dares to resist, Lao Tzu will collapse him! ”

As he spoke, he demonstratively fired a shot upward, and the bullet hit the fluorescent tube, shattering the tube, and the sound of electricity rang out in the supermarket.

Seeing everyone's eyes looking at him in submission and fear, Huang Zetao suddenly had the illusion of owning the whole world.