Chapter 570: A Thought Stops (3)

In the world of zombies, humans always live like rats crossing the street." Tian "Lai Xiao" said.2.

Shi Sheng wandered around the street for a long time, and in addition to zombies, he saw zombies.

Shi Sheng went to the luxury store like a bandit entering the village.

But she doesn't accept everything, and what she collects is either exquisite workmanship, which is rare to see.

It's either something with aura, the kind with aura, but she hates it when it's ugly.

Yes, this plane has an aura.

After all, there are also heaven and earth elements when the ability is used, so it's not strange to have an aura.

"World Trade Tower." Shi Sheng raised his head and carried the signboard of the building, it was dark at this time, and Shi Sheng was ready to find a place to rest.

She turned her gaze to a nearby street.

She had to find something to eat.

Otherwise, she would have to nibble on the fruit, and she didn't want to eat it.

It's not delicious, and it can't fill your stomach.

Next to the street is a food street, and the neighborhood is full of business circles, and this food street is obviously the right place to open here.

Shi Sheng walked along the street, met a few zombies on the way, and solved it without much effort.

When I walked to the middle, there was a cake shop, and the door was quite complete, so no one should have entered it.

Shi Sheng walked over and pried open the door, the store was very dark, and he could only vaguely see the layout.

Compared to the blood-stained places outside, this shop is clean.

Shi Sheng closed the door, took out a flashlight, and shone around.

The cupboard was clean and there was no food, Shi Sheng frowned, this was not normal.

The end of the world came suddenly, and everyone fled in a hurry, and the shop was not only very clean, but there was no food.

Generally, there are cakes in the cupboard, and even if someone takes some away in a panic, it is impossible to collect them so cleanly.

Shi Sheng subconsciously wanted to quit.

"Don't move!"

The light in Shi Sheng's hand tilted slightly, shooting towards the source of life.

It was the cake shop upstairs, and there a little boy was standing with a gun in his hand, the black muzzle of which was pointed at her.

The little boy was about seven or eight years old, with a yellow face and thin muscles, and the clothes on his body seemed to be bigger and swaying.

He may have been a little scared, and his hands were shaking as he held the gun.

The flashlight suddenly shot over, and he was stabbed by the strong light and couldn't open his eyes, and shouted in a panic, "Don't move, or I'll shoot!" ”

Shi Sheng shook the flashlight and said leisurely: "You didn't catch the bullet." ”

The little boy's face turned pale, and his gun had no magazines.

Who knew that this woman could see through it at a glance.

What to do.

The little boy was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, would this woman snatch his food and kill him?

"Wow!"

The baby's cry made the little boy's legs weak, and he fell down the stairs, and the next second he didn't care about Shi Sheng, and climbed upstairs with his hands and feet.

It was originally a dark place, but the light suddenly brightened a little, and he subconsciously turned around.

The woman was standing below, lighting him with a flashlight, and she didn't mean to come up.

He didn't care about any of this, and stumbled upstairs.

In the room on the second floor, the baby in the crib was crying at the top of his throat.

The little boy rushed to the crib, took the baby into his arms, and gently patted her back, "Sister don't cry, sister don't cry." ”

He carried the baby in his arms and moved in the direction of the wall, afraid that the woman would come up from downstairs.

The baby cried very sadly, and the little boy put his finger in the baby's mouth, and the baby took it in his mouth and immediately sucked it desperately.

The baby Yun didn't have anything to eat for a long time, and she began to howl again.

"Sister, don't cry......" the little boy's voice choked, they had no food, and the last bit of food yesterday was eaten.

"I said, can you please not let her scream." The door was suddenly pushed open, and the woman's impatient voice sounded, "If you continue to howl like this, the zombies in the whole city will come to watch." ”

The little boy turned pale with fright, and held the baby against the wall, "I...... We don't have anything here...... You let us go...... Please. ”

"You tell her not to howl first." Shi Sheng shook the flashlight in his hand impatiently, and the light swept through the room.

There are a lot of cake packages here, but they are all empty at this time, and I think they have been eaten by this big and small one.

“…… My sister ......" the little boy choked and hugged the baby tightly, "she ...... I'm hungry, and I can't keep her from crying. ”

Shi Sheng glanced at him a few times, took out a fruit from the space and threw it over.

The little boy looked at the fruit rolling in front of him and looked at Shi Sheng in surprise.

Shi Sheng glared at him viciously, "Look at what, crying again will kill you." ”

The little boy shuddered and looked at Shi Sheng in horror, and it took him a while to grit his teeth and pick up the fruit on the ground.

He has no food now, and even if this woman doesn't come, he and his sister may not live for a few days.

The little boy looked at the fruit in his hand a few times, and he didn't know what it was.

Cyan, oval in shape, with rough skin, but soft when pinched.

"Peel the skin for whatever, just eat it."

The little boy's hand shook and said with a crying voice: "My sister can't swallow it." ”

Although the flesh is soft, the skin is very hard, and for a baby, it is definitely impossible to swallow.

Shi Sheng didn't speak.

The little boy continued to peel the peel and ate the peel first, waiting for a while and nothing was wrong.

Only then did the pulp be fed to the baby, and the flesh was a little sour, and the baby frowned at the acid.

But hunger was worse than acid, and the baby ate all the flesh in the end.

The baby didn't need much food, and a fruit could barely fill her stomach, and the baby grabbed the little boy's fingers and fell asleep.

"Thank you." The little boy thanked Shi Sheng in a low voice.

Shi Sheng leaned against the door, and the flashlight shone on the desk in the room, on which were several photos.

There is a man and a girl in the photo, who are supposed to be their parents.

"They're dead?"

The little boy didn't react for a while, and when he saw the direction Shi Sheng was looking in, he understood what she was asking.

His expression was low, "I don't know. ”

The little boy and the baby were abandoned by them, and they wanted to take them away before, but the baby was too small and cried endlessly, which could easily attract zombies.

They tried several times, but each time they failed, so they wanted to take the little boy away and give up the baby.

But the little boy didn't want to, he liked his sister very much, so he didn't want to leave with them.

The situation is getting worse and worse, the food is getting less and less, and they are being abandoned.

In the last days, it is the desire of all to live.

Brothers and sisters, parental affection, these things are not worth mentioning at all.

"Hate?"

The little boy's eyes were slightly red, and he couldn't cry out after holding back, "Hate." ”

They were his parents, but they abandoned them.

"That's useless, you can't live with a baby, your parents are right."

Babies are a burden in the last days, a source of trouble and a source of movement that attracts zombies.

"You talk nonsense!"