In the supermarket, Huang Ping looked at the direction where the two disappeared with a thoughtful look, the man with the head of the pot lid and the muscles on his head was a martial arts instructor and the director of the Jingwumen Martial Arts Gym. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The decisiveness of the strong physique and the identity of the curator make him the leading brother of the survivors of the martial arts hall, and under the rough appearance, he is actually sharp and ruthless, the last thing this kind of person lacks is courage, and he is also the first person to adapt to the end of the world and become strong.

But just now, a glance from a distance of a few meters, the somewhat gloomy young man's sharp eyes made him deeply jealous, and the warning was even more obvious, he had an intuition that if they wanted to be unfavorable to these two people with backpacks, it must not be his side that walked out of the supermarket door in the end.

What is the origin of such a young man who feels dangerously powerful, is it from the military, or from some secret government agency?

At his feet was a crouching zombie, face down, except for a small wound on the top of his head, and a smooth incision in the back of his neck, with a hole the size of a soybean in the middle.

"Big brother, this one is the same here, a fatal knife will cut the back of the neck!" At the top of the stairs stood a sturdy young man, his voice full of surprise and admiration for his eldest brother.

"It's the same with this one, this person is old and spicy, precise in strength, and an expert." The ponytail stood up on the other side.

Huang Ping summoned the two men back and instructed the others to continue collecting food, and the three gathered around a zombie they had just put down. Huang Ping carefully cut the back of the zombie's neck with a knife, rummaged through it, and finally took out a translucent gray-white crystal.

After the crystal was removed, the zombie was visibly shriveled down, as if it had been drained of water by something instantly.

Looking at the blankness in the eyes of the two subordinates, Huang Ping felt a little complacent: "Tell the brothers that in the future, if you kill the zombies, you will collect this thing and bring it back."

Since the mysterious youth did this, it must be a good thing, although it is not known for the time being what it is for.

Li Sichen actually knew that someone would soon find out about this, but he didn't mean to hide it at all, because it would soon be no secret.

Because of their own cohesion, the military or the large group will soon restore order after the chaos of the first few days of the end times. Their research facilities will be up and running at full capacity.

It won't take long for researchers to discover this thing when dissecting zombies, and after more than ten days of inhumane and cruel experiments in extraordinary times, at the cost of many people's blood and lives, the first evolutionary in this world will appear.

Because of selfish desires, this secret was not fully disclosed for the first few days until the appearance of a person.

White, Ph.D. in the study of human genetics and a devout Christian, risked being killed by broadcasting first-hand information from his research to the world.

Whether out of faith or conscience, most people in later generations are grateful to him.

Word spreads quickly, and the survivors begin to collect magic crystals to evolve. In his previous life, Li Sichen also learned about the magic crystal in this way, and finally slowly became an evolutionary.

Of course, he has survived for ten years in the afterlife, and knows more than all the current research institutions, and he is destined to embark on a more powerful path.

Li Sichen stopped when passing by a stylishly decorated building, a branded garment store, with a dark green license plate city jeep at the door, the front driver's head on the steering wheel, the passenger door and rear door ajar, and a line of blood leading to the inside of the ready-to-wear store.

Li Sichen opened the car door, and the person in the driver's seat suddenly opened his gray eyes and roared at him, but his body couldn't reach forward much, and the seat belt stuck it in the seat.

Li Sichen had already prepared, flashed to the side, the zombie waved his hand in vain, and a steel cone quickly stabbed its head through it.

Easily pulling back the iron cone, the fat man smiled embarrassedly at him, and with the increase in strength, the desire to fight in the fat man's body was activated.

This is a good thing, Li Sichen nodded at him, motioned for him to pay attention to the movements around him, stretched out his hand and searched on this corpse, there was nothing he wanted.

"It seems like a SWAT car, they probably have guns. Why don't we go in and have a look, it shouldn't take long? The fat man was a little excited at the thought of the gun.

"No, we don't have time, let's go." Li Sichen vetoed this very tempting proposal, the gun is a very powerful weapon in the early days of the end of the world, and it is likely that the people inside have become zombies, it is a good choice to get a gun, which can double the combat effectiveness, but the worry about his sister in his heart made him refuse this temptation.

Easily put down a zombie, turning the corner, the two stopped, and on the top of a six-story building opposite stood a row of black and white figures, making hoarse cooing sounds from time to time.

Mutant pigeon flock.

It was too late to retreat quietly, and a few pigeons spotted them keenly, and began to flap their wings, neighing and swooping down in the air, their eyes shining with blood.

"Run! Enter the building! Li Sichen let out a low roar, turned around and ran towards the nearest building.

The fat man, who was on the rise to gain strength, wanted to be a hero, but when he saw the black claws and blood-colored teeth of the mutated pigeons flying up one after another, he had no choice but to follow Li Sichen and flee.

As soon as the fat man entered the door, Li Sichen pulled down the anti-theft roller shutter door with a bang, and the mutant pigeon was already able to catch up, crashing into the iron door like a meteor, and the roller shutter door was hit by several small nail hammers.

Li Sichen ignored it, and vigilantly clenched the boning knife, and sure enough, the sound caused trouble, and two zombies came out from behind the rows of hangers, looking at the clerk who should be here, and the two escaped back to the ready-to-wear store intentionally or unintentionally.

Cleaning up the two zombies, the two of them walked carefully inside, there should be other doors to go out of such a large storefront.

The cashier counter against the wall was a mess, the banknotes were scattered on the ground, and the body of a woman was lying inside, the lower half of her body scattered to the side, only the broken upper body was slowly struggling. This kind of scene made the fat man still a little uncomfortable and stunned.

Li Sichen squatted down and calmly took out the knife: "This is the best result for her." The woman bent down and stopped moving.

Moving on, there were four or five zombies lying on the ground, each with a large hole in their heads. Li Sichen naturally didn't let go of the ready-made demon core, just got up, bang! Bang! Two dull gunshots rang out from the side fitting room.

"Don't come here—" The door of the fitting room opened suddenly, and a female SWAT officer withdrew with a gun pointed at one of the people inside, her voice trembling softly, revealing unbearable and sad.

She looked pained, and a tall SWAT soldier with his broken legs in front of her was slowly falling to the ground, but then he seemed to be unconscious of the pain, and he waved his arms and crawled towards the SWAT woman impatiently, raising his head and making a beastly ho-ho sound.

The SWAT was clearly immersed in shock and grief, and ignored all this.

Seeing that he was about to grab the female SWAT's calf, a boning knife pierced his skull, making his outstretched hand hang down weakly, and his open mouth slowly closed.

"What are you doing?" The startled SWAT woman roared angrily and pointed a gun at the young man's head.