Global Distortion: The Mutation Frenzy of Billions of Lives

Snap.

Yang Feng snapped his fingers.

At the end of the corridor, there was the sound of a truck being pushed.

Bai Ting walked in front, followed by several strong bodyguards, placing a large amount of supplies in front of everyone.

"Let me introduce myself again."

"From today on, all the corpse tumors you obtain must be handed over to me."

Yang Feng did not intend to hide his identity. In the surprised eyes of everyone, he stood in front of Bai Ting.

"That's Yang Feng on the fourth floor."

"Did Bai Ting and those bodyguards betray Mo Jianfeng?"

"I heard the news before that Mo Jianfeng had been killed by that kid a long time ago, and the body was carried out..."

Many gossips were discussed in a low voice.

People looked at Yang Feng with a little more fear. After killing the big boss of the group, he also made Bai Ting and the bodyguards surrender. He must have two brushes.

"Okay."

"One corpse tumor, 10 bags of instant noodles, let's start exchanging now."

Yang Feng made way for Bai Ting, who was like a salesperson in a small store, placing a large amount of supplies neatly.

Food.

This is a steamed bun stained with blood.

More than 30 people were aggressive, but only more than 10 people came back, and the rest were torn into pieces by the monsters. The price was too high to accept.

"1."

The retired veteran came out first, slowly opened his palm, and revealed a corpse tumor.

About 40 years old, with a firm look, scars on his face, slightly deformed bones on his right hand, and calluses left by holding a gun. Although he is getting older, his physical fitness is still very strong.

"Exchange him for food."

Yang Feng put away the corpse tumor and asked curiously, "What's your name?"

"Xu Hong."

Veteran Xu Hong replied indifferently, and he had no good impression of Yang Feng. He took ten bags of instant noodles and was about to leave.

"Don't worry."

"After distributing the supplies, I have other things to announce."

Yang Feng blocked the way of veteran Xu Hong.

He exposed his identity, so he naturally had other more important things to do, otherwise Bai Ting and the bodyguards could have done the trivial matter of exchanging supplies.

"Hmph."

Xu Hong snorted coldly and retreated.

"Continue to exchange."

Yang Feng waved his hand, and an old acquaintance came forward. It was Miao Zhuang, whose arm he had broken.

"Boss Yang Feng."

Miao Zhuang showed a flattering attitude and nodded to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng narrowed his eyes. He had made some mistakes in judging Miao Zhuang, who had broken an arm.

This former bodyguard captain knelt in front of him to survive, and flattered his head. He was extremely humble, cowardly and timid.

How could a cowardly person... dare to fight those monsters? ?

"A corpse tumor."

Miao Zhuang spread his palm and took out a corpse tumor.

"I don't want instant noodles."

"I want beef."

Miao Zhuang pointed to the supplies in the cart, there was a large bag of vacuum-packed cooked beef.

He had a big appetite.

Yang Feng became more interested, nodded and asked Bai Ting to bring the beef, then asked with a smile: "Why do you want to participate in this operation?"

Miao Zhuang was stunned.

He looked at the bodyguards behind Bai Ting with a strange look.

"I want to prove myself."

"Even if I only have one arm left, I am the most courageous and the one who dares to fight the most!!"

So that's it.

Miao Zhuang used to be the captain of the security team, but after breaking an arm, his status was much worse than before.

In addition, he had previously fawned on Yang Feng, and many people looked down on him in gossip.

Prove yourself! !

Miao Zhuang had to prove to those bodyguards that he was still the most ruthless and the one who dared to fight the most.

Sizzle.

Miao Zhuang tore open the package, stuffed a large piece of beef into his mouth, and looked at his former companions as if showing off, showing off this delicious food that he had fought for with his life.

"Interesting."

Yang Feng retracted his gaze and looked at a figure walking towards him.

Su Manman.

Su Manman changed her gentle and kind image. She was covered with crimson slurry and held a kitchen knife in her hand. She looked more like a murderer who ran out of a mental hospital.

She walked forward, spread out her other hand, and actually took out two corpse tumors.

Good luck.

Courageous.

"I want meat too!"

"Steak, beef, chicken legs, braised eggs, ham sausage, instant noodles!!"

Su Manman lowered her voice and pointed at several things, and their value was likely to exceed 20 packs of instant noodles.

As the manager of materials, Bai Ting looked a little embarrassed and refused, saying: "Wait a minute, let me calculate the total value first. The value of the corpse tumor you provided is not enough..."

"I don't care!!"

"I'm very hungry, I want to eat, delicious food!!"

"Even if you let me buy on credit, I will find more corpse tumors to exchange with you."

Su Manman was indeed a little crazy. She actually wanted to buy on credit. In order to have a good meal, she completely ignored all the consequences.

The bodyguards around came over, ready to control the crazy woman at any time.

"Give her credit."

These three words stunned Bai Ting and the bodyguards around her.

Yang Feng was so merciful that he really gave Su Manman credit without any explanation.

"Okay."

Bai Ting took out a plastic bag reluctantly.

She put 5 packs of instant noodles, a pack of steak, a pack of cooked beef, two grilled sausages, a chicken leg... all into the bag and stuffed it into Su Manman's hand.

Others stared blankly.

Can I still buy on credit? ?

"I'll buy on credit too."

"I'm so unlucky, I'll definitely get a corpse tumor next time."

"Others can buy on credit, why can't we? I just killed more monsters than her!!"

Those who returned empty-handed shouted, and some even started to act like scoundrels.

It's not the lack of wealth that worries us, but the inequality.

Yang Feng sneered, looking at the people who were shouting with contempt as if he was looking at garbage.

"People who didn't get a corpse tumor are useless garbage to me."

"If anyone is unhappy, stand up."

Yang Feng hooked his finger at the crowd provocatively, and one of them, a sturdy, tattooed gangster, walked out with an arrogant look on his face.

"Boy."

"I see you're not very old."

"You may not have heard much about social things. Your brother used to..."

Before the man finished speaking, a big hand quickly grabbed half of his cheek and then slammed it against the wall.

Bang! !

With a loud bang, the wall peeled off in large pieces, and cracks appeared like spider webs.

The man who called himself the big brother had half of his face embedded in the wall, and the hot red slurry flowed out continuously, and his entire head was broken.

Dead.

This one shot directly killed him.

The people around were shocked, especially the retired special forces soldier Xu Hong, who knew in his heart how much power such a blow required!!

"The past was the past, and the present is now."

"I have the final say in this apartment. Whoever disobeys and provokes me will end up like this."

Yang Feng was like a dictatorial tyrant, leaving no room for bargaining.

Everyone became honest.

They trembled and exchanged the corpse tumors in their hands, not daring to say a word.

8 pieces.

This time, a total of 8 corpse tumors were harvested.

'Not bad. '

'It's worth my hard work for most of the night. ’

Yang Feng thought to himself, put it in his pocket, and smiled with satisfaction.

“Next, it’s business.”

Yang Feng slowly walked forward a few steps and came to the center of the crowd.

“First.”

“Let me show you first.”

Yang Feng walked to the corpse that was mutated by the wounded, broke off one of its sharp teeth, and then scratched his palm.

The sharp teeth scratched the palm of his hand, and a few drops of red liquid flowed out.

Everyone was shocked.

Don’t want to die!!

Is Yang Feng going to die? ?

He will be infected and become a monster with the same twisted deformity.

“Don’t worry.”

“As you can see... I’m not afraid of infection.”