"It's good that there are no thermal weapons...... "The merchant raised the curtain and looked out.

"Do you want my help?" Meng Ying asked with mixed emotions.

"Well, if you can save a little or try to save a little, I don't know when I will find a place to replenish." The merchant said lightly.

It's as if the next thing to kill is not your own kind, but just something else that looks like a human.

"Hmm......" Meng Ying said in a deep voice, as if she couldn't bear it.

"Machetes, shovels, hoses, pickaxes, baseball bats, everything!" The merchant sneered deliberately.

As "sisters" who already know each other, and even in such a world, living under the same roof for so many days, the merchant naturally knows Meng Ying's hesitation and unbearability now.

But the merchant also knows that although this kind of compassion is the merit of his sister, it is also the most fatal flaw in living in this world.

As the merchant had expected, Meng Ying immediately put away the compassion in her heart when she heard this, and asked, "How many people?"

"Quite a few, at least thirty or so people are coming in through the entrance downstairs right now, and I don't know if there are more." Shang Shi said this, thought for a moment and added, "But looking at the traces on their weapons, it seems that they have experienced a lot of battles. ”

Sure enough, Meng Ying's eyes became firm when she heard this, at least she no longer hesitated.

"So what am I going to do?" Meng Ying asked.

"Wait for my signal, and then just use your abilities to the fullest." The merchant said confidently.

Meng Ying's ability is really suitable to face this situation, doubling or even more gravity increase is nothing for special forces or other professionally trained powerhouses, but it is more than enough to deal with this group of rabble.

The merchant watched outside as he searched one enemy after another, calculating their distance from here.

"There aren't many zombies here, it seems that there should be a lot of survivors, maybe there will be a few useful newcomers." A middle-aged man in the lead muttered to himself, but the loud voice that was not disguised at all could be heard clearly by the businessman and Meng Ying in the room.

"Haha! It's better to have a few 'usable' female newcomers! The man who followed him next to him said, the obscene and disgusting expression on his face made people instantly understand the unbearable thoughts in his heart.

"That's the best......" Although he echoed the words of the younger brother behind him, his eyes that were always calm as water and even a little worried showed that his heart was not on the topic he had just said.

'Woman...... Ma's knows how to think of women! While despising the stupidity of his men, he worries about his next plans.

Although with the prestige he had formed in front of his younger brother before the cataclysm, the team he led through the development of the past few days had more than thirty combatants alone, but he was not happy about it.

Well, it's 'more than happy'.

With the increase in the number of people, the consumption of various aspects has also increased wildly, eating, drinking, lazing, sleeping, the last three things are good to say, in this already chaotic world, you can solve it by finding a random place.

But the first two most important things have become more and more difficult to solve as time goes on.

While food and drinking water are abundant in this large city, and the number of humans who need to consume them has decreased dramatically due to the cataclysm, it is still somewhat insufficient, especially for their small teams with no characteristics.

The supplies in the nearby shops and residential areas have long been squandered by them, and those that are left have long since become inedible over time.

"Although I don't usually pay much attention to it, if the human body lacks the intake of vegetables and fruits, it can sometimes be very fatal." The man in the lead thought so.

Hopefully there will be what we need. He thought hopefully, the scarcity of zombies here, and the constantly beating electricity meter, made him look forward to this operation after sending someone to investigate beforehand.

The enemies outside the door were approaching, and the merchant inside the door did not stop.

"Thirteen...... Twelve......" The merchant muttered softly, making Meng Ying on the side suddenly become nervous, and his heartbeat continued to increase with the countdown of the merchant master.

As the survivors searched apartment after apartment, and were disappointed again and again, they approached the merchant's apartment.

But as he got closer and closer to the floor where the merchant was, the haze in his heart became deeper and deeper, as if there was something extremely dangerous, and his dark and deep eyes made him feel chills in his heart, even if there was actually nothing around.

So as they stepped up the last step of the stairs, the man in the lead paused, stared in the direction of the merchant's room and thought, 'I've worked the road for so many years

After observing for a while, after making sure that there was nothing, he forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and waved his hand slowly but firmly, signaling that the younger brothers behind him, who were already a little impatient, could do it.

"Eleven...... Ten ......" counted here, and the merchant slowly transformed into the best form he has now mastered—the cheetah form.

"Let's go!" The merchant burst into a shout, slammed the door open, turned into a golden bolt of lightning, and rushed towards the survivors in shock and confusion.

In the face of the sudden appearance of the cheetah, it seems ferocious, but in fact, it is only relying on the advantage of numbers to bully the zombies and other survivors, and it seems that they are at a loss in the face of this sudden attack.

They have always been the only ones to attack others, and after the cataclysm came, it was the first time they encountered someone who took the initiative to attack them, and they had no experience in dealing with it, and even without psychological preparation, it was an expected reaction to be surprised and stunned.

"How is that possible?!" The leader roared in his heart, and the creature that suddenly appeared in front of him was obviously beyond the limit of his mental capacity.

'It's not an ordinary human as expected, and this kind of action is definitely not something that slow zombies can do......

Although Sherlock Holmes once said that all impossibilities are eliminated, then the remaining answer, no matter how outrageous, is the truth.

But the truth in front of him was really hard for him to accept.

'Is this human? Is this a zombie? No kidding! He roared hysterically in his heart.

But he can't make a sound because of fear, after all, he is just an embroidered pillow that is strong on the outside and dry in the middle, which looks strong, but in fact it is very fragile, whether it is ** or spirit.

Sudden changes in the environment, and the immediate collapse of social morality, made them quickly change, becoming murderous, unscrupulous, and finally like hungry beasts.

But after all, it is not a real beast, at best it is more feared than ordinary people.

In the face of overwhelming power, so powerful that it was like chopping melons and vegetables between more than thirty of them to harvest their lives, like a god of death who came out of hell to travel, it was cold, ruthless, and desperate.

The merchant who waved his claws wantonly did not encounter the slightest resistance in this group of scum who had already been robbed of their minds.

It's just a matter of targeting the target in seconds and then making the simplest attack, without any superfluous or useless actions.

The severed limbs and pieces of flesh flew up with each movement of the merchant's arms, and the brains and bones frightened the leader who had been at the end of the group from the beginning, and the extreme horror made him unable to even move his fingers and make even the faintest sound.

The only thing he could feel was probably the sound of his heartbeat that was already out of his control.

This was the only way to make it clear to him that he wasn't dreaming, but in fact he would rather it was just a terrible nightmare right now.

But before he could wake up from the nightmare, the call of hell was already ringing in his ears. The merchant approached him, waved his hand, and left an afterimage on his retina.

That was the last thing he saw.