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Between the high-rise buildings, several figures suddenly flashed, and the shadow on the ground was pulled by the sound of the "whirring" wind.

The dozen or so people in front of them even carried hundreds of pounds of food bags on their backs, and they were still very stable flying in the sky, they were not superpowers, but ordinary people, the most ordinary survivors in the last days, it was very difficult to even deal with a mouthful of food, and in such a difficult environment, they could only rely on their own strength to obtain their own living materials.

Grain? That's life-saving, and they dare to swagger like this now, and when they get to the vicinity of the gathering place, they will definitely separate their own food and hide it, and only bring a small part of it back to the gathering place to satisfy their own food and clothing.

The telecommunications building, which was the building of a famous state-owned enterprise before the end of the world, has a unique shape, like an upside-down trousers, and the four big characters on it are even more golden.

It's enough to see its extravagant feeling. Inside, figures continue to appear on the transparent wall, but when you really look closely at the glass wall, you guess that there is actually nothing on the other side, just Zheng Yifan's extremely powerful sixth sense as a superpower.

A dozen survivors walked up to the telecommunications building as if they had found their backbone. Finally put my mind at ease. looked at Zheng Yifan, and silently left here to act separately.

This action is the default for everyone. It is absolutely forbidden to talk too much, and it has become a common rule among survivors.

Only Zheng Yifan was left at the door of the telecom building. Looking at the small low wall in front of which is only more than two meters high, the messy wire is entangled in the wall, if it is a human, even if it is injured, it can climb up, but the zombies do not have this intelligence, they will only rush forward, the zombies in front of them fall, and the zombies behind can step on them and climb up.

This is the little wisdom of the survivors, and the wire is tied to the body of the zombie in front of him. Then it won't be completely trampled on. The zombies in the back couldn't squeeze in. No one will disregard their own lives, they will use all their strength and wisdom to deal with zombies and their own kind.

Hundreds of survivors wearing layers of padded jackets were crawling around on the low city wall, especially the dozen or so survivors who had returned with a full load.

They knew that these survivors wanted to hide their food, and as long as they looked at their approximate location, they would inevitably search them after the changing of the guard.

Bored, Zheng Yifan carefully observed the telecommunications building, others didn't know the situation inside, Zheng Yifan could. The magical sixth sense can feel the human emotions inside, and then slowly appear in front of you one by one.

It's better than any clairvoyant superpower, because all the situations are real and non-existent.

You must know that the virtual imaging technology of the post-apocalyptic world has been infinitely close to being used on a large scale by all human beings, although it is confined to military use. Several of the world's largest electronics companies are close to implementing their plans.

Looking at the first floor of the telecommunications building, just by looking at it, you can feel the sad mood and the heart that is already dying. Then this love spread all the way to the first 10th floor.

The people here don't have the slightest hope, they just barely keep themselves alive. A gloomy aura swirled through these levels, and the smell of blood was so thick that it could barely be blown away. The smell of blood was so heavy that Zheng Yifan almost fainted.

Zheng Yifan, who couldn't stand that feeling, brought his thoughts back, and the dozen or so people behind him slowly returned to the door of the telecommunications building.

On the opposite side are dog-like caves, never more than a meter high, and this is how the survivors enter their gathering place, and the big ones can use hanging baskets, and even human elevator-like devices, and the superpowers jump directly in.

But they can't, they are only the lowest survivors, they have no human rights, they can only grovel on the ground, and then crawl into the gathering place.

The small hole was like a dog hole, and it bent the spine, and several survivors climbed over it without hesitation. Just look at Zheng Yifan and signal to jump over from above.

In the last days, strength is the foundation of a qiē, as long as you have enough strength, you can do anything, if you don't have strength, it is death and no one will look at you more.

It's so realistic, you can't bring benefits to others, and you can't oppress them, why should you give you a good look?

Zheng Yifan would never climb that dog hole, and jumping over it became the best way. Looking at the lively expressions of those guys on the city wall, Zheng Yifan was angry.

Suddenly, there was a feeling of sudden realization, in the last days, everything is based on the premise of strength, is it a little too cautious to come here, these survivors are struggling to survive, they are not, they are all cautious, how can it be developed.

It's like a fire lingering in Zheng Yifan's heart, slowly like the previous gun move, wildfire burning the plain, slowly growing, slowly spreading, and finally will turn into a monstrous flame, annihilating the obstacle that blocked the pinching of the face.

"Whew!" Zheng Yifan breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the dilapidated city wall in front of him with resolute eyes, the city wall was mostly dilapidated cars, steel plates and other shoddy things bonded together with concrete, which was much worse than Tianrui Pass, not to mention the huge checkpoint that was later established on the Tianjiang Bridge.

The strength of the whole body was condensed in one place, and he snorted softly.

"Hah!" With a snap, his right foot hit the fragile wall like a gust of wind. The force of several tons was like a siege hammer bombarding the city wall, and a mountain of force slapped against the wall of the city wall. The tremendous force was destroyed by the tremendous force before it even had time to produce cracks.

The entire city wall vibrate. Like a volcanic eruption, it is like a heavenly river hanging upside down. The smoke and dust were filled, and the air was full of dust scattered by the concrete.

That short section of the city wall was smashed by a kick, and there was no emotion at all, the tail hammer of the third-order zombie?

Under this sudden burst of kick power, it was like a baby dancing its arms, waving helplessly.

In a trance, it seemed that a burly figure could be seen silently staring at Zheng Yifan, nodding silently, and then dissipating in mid-air with relief.

That was the last power of the Yellow Emperor, and his last sight was not destruction. Not the end times, but hope, the hope of humanity.

An era is swept by the tide of the times, but it is likely that the one who changes an era is a person, a human who can lead his tribe to glory.

He was a strong leader in the last era, without mercy, without weakness, because those who came behind him could not follow a weak leader.

Only war! Slaughter! Victory! Glory!

in order to lay the glory of that powerful tribe. so that they can survive in this world of bitching.

The apocalyptic world is a hundred times more cruel because it is not just a battle between humans. And the omnipresent zombies, and the mighty beasts.

Mankind?

It's just a little reptile struggling in the last days. If there is no chance to develop, it will be completely wiped out by zombies and beasts as time passes.

It was like a thunderbolt, and the entire telecommunications building panicked. They only saw that the city wall, which could normally block zombies, suddenly rose a heavy cloud of dust.

If it was before the end of the world, such a small movement would not have scared them at all.

But the end times are different, and all creatures that can inflict heavy blows are terrifying. For example, the third-order zombie that appeared by chance, what a terrifying monster it was. There are also lizards, cats, and vanals that were pets before the end of the world. All of them have become the most terrible demons, ready to take human lives at any time.

There is no doubt about their strength. The survivors had no chance of defeating them, nor did they have the ability.

The smoke slowly spread, gradually revealing the figure inside, it was a burly body, a spear in his hand was as straight as a waist board, and a pair of eyes slowly scanned the entire telecommunications building.

Dominating the Quartet. The person in front of him who had gotten out of the dog hole to the telecommunications building didn't know why that powerful superpower had suddenly changed so much.

But they still greeted them, there was no reason, it was just enough to be strong, the law of the jungle was the law of the jungle, and the last days were more cruel than the law of the jungle, because the same kind of people were also edible. As long as you are really hungry to the limit.

"Let's go! Let's go inside! Zheng Yifan strode forward, in front of him was the gate of the luxurious telecommunications building before the end of the world, the original beautiful telecommunications building has been mottled, although the glass door has been wiped I don't know how many times, but there is still a little residual blood stains in the corner, it is so eye-catching and conspicuous.

Striding into it, Zheng Yifan almost didn't stand still, and was swept away by the smell that was almost about to become substance.

The smell in front of me was so strong and terrible that the ground was like stepping on a muddy puddle, full of muddy dirt.

It was no ordinary dirt, because the smell of blood was on it.

Apparently there had been a death here, and the people who lived here were afraid of getting the plague, so they brought in dirt to bury the blood, and then cleaned up the dirt left behind.

A thick layer has been accumulated, and no one knows how many people have died. In front, the originally wide hall has been demolished, and all the clean and tidy chairs have been removed. All the rest of the fabric, cotton, and sponge were removed, and a layer of bedding was laid on the floor.

Hundreds of people lay on the ground, silent, as if they were about to die, but they were still breathing, still looking for food.

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