Global Distortion: The Mutation Frenzy of Billions of Lives

Shen Mengyao fell to her knees.

Five red finger marks were clearly visible.

Her image of a peaceful and gentle life became extremely embarrassed.

Shen Mengyao covered her face, her pupils shaking like an earthquake, she couldn't believe that the pursuer who had licked her for a long time actually slapped her face hard! !

"Good eyes."

"I like... your shocked and helpless eyes, like a rabbit forced into a corner."

Yang Feng grabbed Shen Mengyao's chin with one hand, his smile became more evil, but the emotion in his eyes no longer had the love and kneeling.

Plaything.

Shen Mengyao in his hand was no longer the goddess in his dream, but a wounded prey who was forced into a corner and at a loss, and could be played with by him at will.

So far... the offensive and defensive situation has changed.

The status of the two has completely changed, and the licking dog has become a demon that makes the goddess tremble! !

"Send your useless boyfriend to the hospital."

"What's going to happen next will be very, very interesting. I really hope to see you alive again, so that I can have more entertainment."

Yang Feng let go of Shen Mengyao's face, thinking that the world will erupt in a horrific disaster, and countless twisted mutant monsters will tear civilization and order apart.

The expressions of fear on these people's faces will definitely be very exciting and interesting.

After that.

Yang Feng turned and left, gradually disappearing in front of everyone, and until the end, the people who were completely shocked reacted and picked up the phone to call 120 for emergency and alarm.

But...sending to the hospital, asking about the situation, and filing a case for investigation will take a little time.

In a few hours, they will have no time to care about Yang Feng. The whole city will fall into chaos, the police station's phone will be blown up, and looting of supplies can be seen everywhere.

The precursor to the end of the world is no joke! !

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"Only less than a day?"

Yang Feng walked on a secluded path, took out his mobile phone, and looked at the time on it.

The apocalypse broke out, disasters raged, civilization collapsed, and human nature degenerated... There was only one day left before the opening of the Dark Age.

It was too hasty.

If there was more time, he could raise funds, buy weapons, stockpile supplies, and build a foolproof shelter.

"Stockpiling supplies and buying weapons all require money."

Yang Feng's eyes flickered, and he opened his own WeChat and Alipay software to check his account balance.

It was terrible! !

He was just an ordinary person, and he had just broken through the four-digit figure. I'm afraid he can only support it until the end of the month.

Yang Feng opened the internal loan software again, and his pupils suddenly shrank. He was actually in debt for a long time, and his credit score made it impossible for him to borrow a penny.

"Have I been licked to this extent before the apocalypse?"

Yang Feng's heart was like a rock, hard as steel, cruel and bloodthirsty, but it was not like this before the apocalypse.

In order to please the so-called goddess, he actually took out various loans, even if he borrowed money to satisfy the other party's occasional "little wishes". '

"I should have strangled her just now."

Yang Feng almost crushed the phone, and at the same time he felt that he was so stupid before the end of the world.

Hu~~

Yang Feng exhaled a foul breath, his cold eyes flashing.

"I don't have any property."

"I don't have a car."

"Without collateral, even a black-hearted second-hand agent can't get the money."

Too realistic.

This is the most real situation.

Yang Feng is not a rich second-generation, but just an ordinary person. He can't spend a lot of money and hoard countless supplies.

I have no choice.

Beep beep beep~~

The phone rang, and the voice of my relative's second uncle sounded on the other side of the phone.

"Yang Feng."

"Why do you have time to call your second uncle? How are you doing recently?"

Yang Feng listened to the fake greetings and said straight to the point: "Second uncle, I need some money."

Money?

This word instantly silenced the second uncle on the other side of the phone.

The second uncle hesitated for a few seconds and said in a very embarrassed voice: "Yang Feng, your cousin recently bought a new house and hasn't decorated it yet. We are also short of money!!"

Yang Feng's eyes became colder, and even revealed a hint of murderous intent: "My parents had a car accident that year, and the inheritance was taken away by you relatives."

"I need this money now, my own money."

Yang Feng's voice became sharper, and he didn't care about the other party's face at all, emphasizing that the money belonged to him.

It turned out that... Yang Feng's parents died in a car accident in their early years. Due to age issues, the inheritance was handed over to several relatives to deal with, but in the end it was divided up by them.

Yang Feng, who used to be a little cowardly, never mentioned this matter, and many relatives were naturally happy to let it go and pretended to be confused.

"Yang Feng!"

"Why are you talking like that?"

The second uncle on the other end of the phone, his voice seemed like a different person, scolding: "Didn't we give you the money for your meals, clothes, and college in your early years?"

"Your cousin is buying a house and getting married, that's the top priority, what else is more important than this?"

"I'll give you the money sooner or later, but not now."

Yang Feng's pupils flashed coldly, listening to these words silently, but a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"What a pity."

"Your family just lost the last chance to survive."

Yang Feng hung up the phone and immediately dialed another number: "Uncle San, part of my parents' inheritance is with you, and I want to take it back now."

Uncle San was stunned for a few seconds, and his voice came from the microphone of the mobile phone: "You are so old, you should be sensible. How can you talk to your elders, are you an ungrateful wolf?"

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The end of the phone call always ends unhappily.

Human feelings are fickle.

Greed is limitless.

Yang Feng hung up the phone indifferently. In fact, he didn't find the reactions of several relatives strange. They were just bugs that got into the eyes of money.

The end of the world is coming.

Darker, more cruel, more ruthless, more hateful things... will happen every moment, far more tragic than now.

By then, I hope they won't come to beg me.

"What a pity."

"I wanted to give some warnings about the end of the world, but now it seems... it's more interesting to let them die miserably."

Yang Feng's mouth corners slightly raised, almost cruelly grinning to his ears: "Since I can't hoard supplies, let others hoard them for me!!"

Open the property group.

There are thousands of people in the apartment property group.

Yang Feng used a small account to join in, and then began to leave messages on the screen.

[At 12 o'clock tonight, abnormal creatures invaded, and disasters are about to break out. Please hoard supplies for all owners]

[At 12 o'clock tonight, abnormal creatures invaded, and disasters are about to break out. Please hoard supplies for all owners]

[At 12 o'clock tonight, abnormal creatures invaded, and disasters are about to break out. Please hoard supplies for all owners]

Neighbors hoard food, I hoard neighbors! !

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The owner group soon exploded, and the small account was immediately cleared out.

Psychopath! !

What abnormal creature invasion, what disaster outbreak, how did a psychopath sneak into the owner group? ?

However... three hours later, everyone will change their minds.

The horrible and absurd things seem to have become a reality as the news said.

Twelve o'clock at midnight.

The bell rang, the weirdness came, and the world underwent some special changes.

The branches of the willow trees broke and withered, replaced by dark and thick long hair, floating in the wind.

The wriggling tentacles, like the white arms of babies, drilled out of the soil and extended to the sky.

Tumor.

Some twisted tumors expanded and grew on the walls of buildings, bushes, asphalt roads, and tree trunks.

The disaster is about to break out! !