Apocalypse Supermarket System

Chapter 22 The Fierce Fight at the Gate of the Supermarket

Chapter 22 The Fierce Fight at the Gate of the Supermarket

It rained for a while in the early morning, and then it cleared up, and the sun was three points hotter than usual. Under the sun, many people took off their shirts and were still queuing.

He Zhijun is currently in a cool place outside the supermarket, under the shade of a tree, drinking beer and freshly made pork head meat, watching the soldiers coming in and out sporadically, he frowned and said: "It's still slow, moving like this How much can you buy in a day, tell me what the owner of this supermarket thinks, how good it is to do business directly with our military, and let those ordinary people join in, so they will earn a lot less, right?"

The soldiers around all smiled flatteringly, and responded with a flattering smile: "That is, our army always buys things and moves them in, and when they are full, they come out. How fast, these untouchables are still thinking about it. Picking from east to west is a waste of time and resources."

"Yes, but what can we do? We can't be the masters of the shop opened by such a mysterious person. Besides, the days are still long, so there is no rush." ​​He Zhijun felt very comfortable hearing this.

While He Zhijun and his subordinates were joking, a man wearing a peaked cap came from the side of the road. Because the army had to load cars, they had to queue up at the door like ordinary people. The supermarket was not big, so there was no martial law. The man walked towards the supermarket by the side of the army.

Just as he passed by the big tree where He Zhijun was enjoying the shade, the man unexpectedly fell down and lay on the ground, quite painful.

"Haha, this person's footsteps are shaky. It seems that he has been hungry for a long time. Go to two people and get him away. Don't dirty my pork head. This is the secret recipe of the best Shandong chef."

The fallen man was only four or five meters away from He Zhijun. Two soldiers came out helplessly, trying to help him up and take him away. Power, and the thick bloody smell that was mixed with the stench, but couldn't be concealed.

The two of them were not stupid, so they immediately sensed something was wrong, but Sun Jiaming would give them a chance. Two hand knives hit the necks of the two with precision, and the two passed out instantly. Sun Jiaming also caught the strength and momentum of the two. With a sharp kick on Jiu Jiu's calf, he shot towards He Zhijun who was five meters away like a rocket!

"Protect your lord!" The two lieutenants didn't take their eyes off Sun Jiaming. Of course they noticed him the moment he exploded, but no matter how fast they drew their guns, they were not as fast as Sun Jiaming.

Just when Sun Jiaming was about to pinch the stunned He Zhijun with his outstretched hand, a major flew over and blocked the gap between them with his body.

Sun Jiaming turned his grasp into a stab, and even pierced the major's stomach directly like stabbing tofu, but the momentum was also taken off because of this.

"Damn it!" Sun Jiaming pulled out the hand in the major's stomach, and a carp stood up straight up. If the surprise attack still failed, then attack by force!
The major did not die, and shouted with the last strength in his life: "Protect the young master! When the young master dies, you all have to be buried with him!" This is the reason for protecting He Zhijun with his life, because if He Zhijun dies, he is the main The lieutenant major could never escape He Weihao's butcher's knife.

After all, He Zhijun is He Weihao's only son now.

"It seems that it is impossible for you to die silently. Then, you wait for the arrival of death in endless fear!" Pulling off the tattered clothes and peaked cap used for camouflage, a tight-fitting body was dripping with blood. Madara's clothes and Sun Jiaming's face leaked out.

He Zhijun looked at Sun Jiaming in shock, and he recognized Sun Jiaming at a glance. After all, Sun Jiaming was often dirty when he was the root of him.

"Sun Jiaming! You're still alive, you're like rubbish, if you don't find a place to live on, and you dare to appear in front of me, well, I'll let you reunite with your girlfriend!" He Zhijun said viciously, after all, he just now He almost died in the hands of this former servant, how could he not be angry.

"Catch him! I don't want him to die so easily!"

When Sun Jiaming heard this, he laughed loudly: "He Zhijun, you will find out how stupid your order is!"

Numerous soldiers put down their guns, grabbed sticks and bayonets, and surrounded Sun Jiaming.

Sun Jiaming looked at these soldiers coldly.

"I didn't want to commit more crimes, but you are helping the evil, so I will send you out of this world and reincarnate!" After speaking, his figure shook, and he rushed forward a few steps in a way that is impossible for human beings. People were horrified and wanted to strike, but Sun Jiaming swept his hand like a sword, and the heads of three people were chopped off and flew into the sky in an instant.

Strangely, the wound did not spurt out fresh blood, but was sealed by a thin layer of ice, and the corpse fell powerlessly to the ground. The ice shattered, and the blood that was pressed in the chest cavity spurted out.

Sun Jiaming kicked back, and a soldier stayed there and flew out with the sound of broken bones, and the one who was hit fell down vomiting blood from the mouth, and it seemed that he would not survive.

One kick can knock two people into the air, and one hand knife can directly cut off the heads of three people, and it happens in an instant.

Sun Jiaming was not polite, he would smash anyone he saw, basically at least he would be attacked by Sun Jiaming, any normal person would not be able to bear it, at least he would be seriously injured and vomit blood, and at worst he would shatter his internal organs and die.

In a few breaths, more than a dozen people died in the hands of Sun Jiaming, while the other soldiers retreated again and again, not daring to step forward.

"It's an evolutionary, my lord, let's kill it." The only remaining major reminded He Zhijun.

"Evolutionary? There are only two people in the whole army. This Sun Jiaming is really lucky! Well, Ali, I will give you full command here, and I will kill him!" He Zhijun finally gave the must-have order when he heard that it was an evolutionary. Kill order, while he slowly backed away, he felt that the current position was not very safe.

Sun Jiaming pulled out two machetes from his lower back, where there were more people going where, and kept moving, never stopping, relying on his superb speed and reflexes to shuttle through the crowd.As a result, the soldiers did not dare to shoot indiscriminately, and only those who believed in accurate marksmanship fired, but they also accidentally injured many of their own people. In addition, Sun Jiaming, who was moving up and down while leaning on two machetes, the soldiers shot every minute. Dozens of casualties.

And it's not that Sun Jiaming was shot, after all, no matter how fast he is, there is a limit. Countless bullets are pouring over him, so it's impossible for him to dodge completely, but the bullets hit Sun Jiaming as if they hit a hard rock. Bounce gently.

"Spread out! Don't stand so densely, expand his range of movement."

Sun Jiaming was overjoyed, what he was waiting for was your order.

After the crowd dispersed, Sun Jiaming finally saw He Zhijun's figure again through the gap!

(End of this chapter)

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