Female Phoenix of the Dark Apocalypse

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In a certain villa, an antique vase was smashed to pieces, Qi Jianhui's handsome face was distorted in a frightening manner, and four beautiful women ran behind him shivering.

Qi Yuan, kill Xiao Yuxin for me, I must kill him!

After Qi Jianhui smashed another antique, he looked at a muscular man with dark skin and thick-boned hands.

Young Master Hui, I have no objection to killing her. But the first thing to consider is whether she can be killed, and who will kill her? Xiao Yuxin is a hero in the eyes of all the survivors in the base. Killing her will offend public anger... It's okay , we can do it more secretly. But the most important thing is that her strength is far stronger than those chosen by God, and we don't have such people in our hands. Qi Yuan said indifferently.

After Qi Jianhui smashed the antiques, he calmed down a bit, turned around a few times, and said angrily: Is there no one in Nuoda's base who is stronger than her? What about Uncle Biao? Isn't he very powerful?

Young Master Hui, Uncle Biao is a member of the Yang family. Except for Yang Lan, he will not obey other people's orders. And there is no time. I heard that she will leave after meeting the secretary, and there is no time. Qi Yuan said.

Could this be the end of the matter? Qi Jianhui looked unwilling.

Young Master Hui, we have a cooperation agreement with her. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, and there will be a chance. Qi Yuan persuaded tactfully.

Xiao Yuxin, sooner or later I want you to die in front of me! Qi Jianhui smashed five more antiques with a grim expression.

The next morning, after breakfast, Wei Chengliang drove Xiao Yuxin to Qi Guozheng's office.

Qi Guozheng was about forty-six or seven years old, with good facial features, and there was a majesty of a superior between his brows. Although he was middle-aged, he didn't have a single gray hair, and he looked very young.

As soon as I heard that Xiao Yuxin was coming. He warmly welcomed Xiao Yuxin in: Mr. Xiao, thanks to your efforts to turn the tide yesterday, otherwise, the base and all survivors' lives and property would have suffered huge losses. I thank you on behalf of the Hetang base!

Secretary Qi is serious.

Xiao Yuxin smiled faintly: I just did my duty, and my responsibility is to protect. And yesterday's battle was not due to me alone, so it should not be praised like this.

Qi Guozheng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Xiao Yuxin carefully for a while, and then smiled slightly: Xiao Dong,

Taking credit and not being proud is really not ordinary. Please sit down!

After the two sat down. After Wei Chengliang brought the tea, he quietly withdrew.

Xiao Dong, when you clashed with Battalion Commander Xiao, the military once proposed to wipe out the Liujiacun camp, but on behalf of the municipal committee, I rejected the military's proposal. Now the number of human beings is very scarce, and we should no longer kill each other. Our biggest enemy right now is the mutated creatures, as long as we eliminate the mutated creatures, we humans can once again establish a new order on this land.

Xiao Yuxin. My ideal is to build a new world where there are no zombies, everyone is equal, fair, just, open, without corruption, democracy, freedom, prosperity, everyone is equal, and there is no exploitation. I hope you can come and help me, together Realize this ideal! Qi Guozheng said to Xiao Yuxin with a burning face and passion.

Young people are always the most passionate group of people in the world. It is also very easy to be agitated and confused. Qi Guozheng used the weapon of building an ideal world to attract Xiao Yuxin.

This is also my ideal. Secretary Qi. I have already initialed a cooperation agreement with Mayor Fan, and we can build a new order side by side. Xiao Yuxin deliberately vague concept.

It is undeniable that Qi Guozheng himself is very capable, but he has no way to teach his children. His son's bad deeds are enough to be shot several times, but such a scumbag is still alive and well under the protection of his son. Xiao Yuxin would have worked for him because of the ideals and righteousness that Qi Guozheng said. Really kicked in the head by a donkey.

Xiao Yuxin also has ideals, in fact, everyone has ideals. But the ideal is not so easy to grasp. In different environments and ages, ideals also change accordingly. Those things are used by politicians to fool people. Young people who are fooled by ideals and righteousness are most suitable to become passionate cannon fodder. But Xiao Yuxin would never let herself become this kind of person.

Hearing Xiao Yuxin's answer, Qi Guozheng's eyes flashed a hint of displeasure, but he hid it well, and immediately chatted with Xiao Yuxin happily, until Wei Chengliang came in to remind him that there was a meeting that had to be held, and the two had to leave.

After returning to the hotel, Xiao Yuxin didn't intend to stay here any longer. After talking with the demon spirit in a low voice, she drove a motorcycle and left the Hetang base soon.

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Looking down at the city from the sky, it looks like an irregular geometric figure embraced by countless stone buildings, pierced and intertwined by criss-crossing streets.

There were blinding flames everywhere, and crazy and hysterical shouts were intertwined and quickly spread in all directions. People carrying torches ran back and forth in the streets and alleys, roaring like beasts from time to time. They all had cruel and crazy impulses on their faces, and they held weapons such as sticks and axes in their hands. They waved their weapons cruelly, smashing them at their opponents time and time again... Severed limbs, blood splattered in all directions, slippery and soft internal organs flowing from the ruptured abdomen... everything is inducing the perpetrators More hormones are secreted in the body, making them wander between rationality and savagery, gradually breaking away from the way humans should think, and gradually becoming more and more like beasts.

Woo~

A javelin from the air flew straight over, driven by the huge inertial force, and with a low howling sound, it hit the back of a woman who was running wildly, and the javelin penetrated deeply into her shoulder hard, making her The whole body suddenly leaned over, spit out a mouthful of thick blood, and fell heavily on the muddy ground.

Ah~

The woman let out a scream that almost pierced her eardrums... Before the sound subsided completely, a man who looked particularly thick and had many scars scattered across his face rushed forward, raised his foot, and grabbed it hard. The woman's back grabbed the handle of the gun slanted on her shoulder again, viciously shaking it from side to side. Accompanied by the screams of the woman, which were so shrill as to be inhuman, there was a burst of bone cracking, and the scapula holding the gun blade was forcefully pried open a gap wide enough, and the severe pain caused the woman's eyes to bulge outward. , swollen like a dehydrated dying fish. She opened her mouth wide, and inserted her hands and fingers deep into the icy soil, digging out clear grooves with bright red bloodstains.

Looking at the dying woman under his feet, the ferocious man grinned grimly. He mustered muscles full of explosive power, spat hard into the palm of his hand, rubbed it back and forth, raised the throwing gun high above his head, aimed at the woman The center of the neck, which was half buried in the muddy water, was stabbed hard.

The sounds of metal and bones were instantly drowned out by the shouts erupting from the side. The man kicked up and kicked the still convulsing corpse onto its back. He bent down, reached into the woman's body pocket and fumbled back and forth, took out a few banknotes that had been soaked in blood, and grabbed the head that rolled by the side with its eyes kept bulging.

There were killing sounds and screams everywhere, and from time to time, bursts of shouts of excitement or joy burst out from the crowd running wildly. Survivors who have fallen into a state of madness rush into any house they fancy, use various cruel means to kill the original owner, and put everything in the room that belongs to them into their pockets. Large utensils were smashed to pieces, wooden items that could not be taken away were lit with torches, and women were pressed/ravaged by torn clothes on the bed... The roar of release, the moans of despair and helplessness, the crackling sound of burning flames... The ugliest, dirtiest, and most brutal sounds in the world are all mixed together, floating back and forth over the city.

Teams of soldiers wearing combat uniforms are striding out of the city, and not far behind them, there is a large group of refugees... These smart refugees know that at this time they can only be safe if they follow closely behind the army. As for other losses... it is useless to think about them now.

A mob with torches was running through the main street in the middle of the house, wearing clothes of all shapes and sizes, from baggy blouses to short men's waistcoats, and fabrics of various textures. These people carried large and small backpacks on their shoulders, and belts made of cloth strips were wrapped around their waists. The bags were bulging and pressed very hard. Because there were so many things stuffed in, the backpack couldn't be closed at all, and could only be stretched towards the four sides desperately, revealing a mess of countless objects of different types that were stuffed inside. Everyone's faces were full of fanaticism and excitement. In addition to torches, they also held various simple weapons in their hands-long-handled knives, iron axes, knives, rusty chainsaws, and sharp meat hooks. ... Today is destined to be a day of great harvest. Everyone's pockets are filled with what they want, bread, bacon, clothes, gold coins...

A particularly strong guy walked in the front of the crowd. He was wearing a thin shirt, with two buttons on his belly randomly buttoned together, and he was carrying two huge packages that were obviously improvised with bed sheets. With an old-fashioned rifle, while walking, he scanned the surrounding buildings with wolf-like greedy eyes, searching for all possible targets and valuable prey.

Damn it! Isn't the mission this time to kill those orcs? How did you send us to a riotous city?

A bald head poked out of a window, and quickly shrank back, cursing.