Emo, I am traveling into the apocalypse with billions of supplies

Standing in the public area on the 20th floor, Lone Wolf and the others did not ask where Jiubei Prey hid the weapons.

Instead, they started talking about other things.

Lone Wolf glanced at the other people with a serious look on his face, "I suspect the report downstairs today was a deliberate test."

Gray Wolf nodded, "I agree with Lone Wolf's view. The other party seems to be deliberately testing our reaction and our weapons and equipment. And we heard that the prison is controlled by labor reform prisoners. They robbed the community diagonally opposite last night. I Suspect, we might be being targeted.”

Bai Lang looked confused, "No, our place is not as big as the prison, nor is it as safe as there. Why are they targeting us?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at Jiubei Prey.

Suddenly, I felt that there were too many reasons for them to be targeted.

A wolf, a stunning beauty, a lot of supplies. Possible munitions and weapons.

Jiubei Prey leaned against the door frame and said nothing.

The other five people stood at the door without saying a word, waiting for his decision.

The Nine Northern Birds of Prey just thought about it briefly. Then he made arrangements, "Go back and rest now. Everyone will be on alert tonight. Get ready for battle."

"Yes!"

After everyone discussed. Then they went home to rest.

From the beginning to the end, no one mentioned arms or help with the transfer.

Back home, Jiubei Prey glanced at Xue Yueqing, who was watching TV dramas on the sofa. His dark eagle eyes were filled with a helpless smile, "Watch less and protect your eyes."

Xue Yueqing put down the tablet in her hand. There was doubt and confusion on her fair and pretty face. "Aren't you going to tell everyone about the space?"

Jiubei Prey shook his head, "I don't plan to."

"Don't trust?"

Jiubei Prey continued to shake his head, his sharp-edged face vaguely gloomy, "It's not that he doesn't trust me, it's that he can't say it."

Xue Yueqing wondered "Why?"

Jiubei Prey sighed and touched her head, feeling helpless at her sincerity and innocence. "Your space is your property, not someone else's pocket. It is not their reliance in the end of the world. If they are used to relying on you, Everything is entrusted to you for safekeeping. If one day, an accident occurs and everyone is forced to separate. How will they survive? Therefore, they can only rely on themselves and only the things in their own hands are the basis for their survival in the last days. "

After a pause, his expression was a bit obscure. "People's hearts will change. Although I believe them, what if interests diverge one day. Or they don't want to face the natural disasters of the end of the world and want to live in space. What should you do?" You can only stay in your space for 24 hours at most, but if the outside world is too dangerous, will they believe it? Will they suspect that you are unwilling to protect them? After all, the space is under your control, so it’s not you who has the final say? Or is it really true? If they can’t survive, they will take refuge in the state machine. When the tasks are arduous and difficult, and the transportation of materials becomes difficult, do you think they will remember you, the universal mobile pocket?”

Xue Yueqing listened quietly and found that all his starting points were based on her interests and safety. The softness in my heart was gently teased. Her uncontrollable eyes glowed with warmth.

She never told him that she was a demon.

There is no spiritual energy in this world, and there are no practitioners. But her soul is a demon soul, possessing the power of the demon soul's laws.

All human beings who deal with the devil will be marked by the power of the law of the devil soul, betray the rules of the devil, and their souls will be destroyed. Her secret will not be exposed.

Her beautiful eyes stared at the center of Jiubei Prey's eyebrows seriously, and the slightly upturned ends of her eyes were tinged with a soft and charming color.

Jiubei Prey looked at her flawless and pretty face, his eyes gradually deepened.

What Xue Yueqing saw was the mark of the devil-swallowing flower between his eyebrows that no one could see except her. From the moment she called him brother, their deal was sealed...

Of course, there are some things that the parties involved do not need to know.

At night, as expected, there were dense footsteps from Building 9, heading towards the 17th floor.

Jiubei Prey and Lone Wolf stood at the window on the top floor, holding night vision binoculars and looking at the group of bald men wearing military coats. "Sure enough, the group of reform-through-labor prisoners from the prison came to the door."

The lone wolf's face didn't look good. The main reason is that they actually have rocket launchers in their hands. Even he couldn't help but start to wonder if they were hiding a mountain of gold and silver here, which could actually attract this group of people to come to the door with heavy firepower.

He exchanged a look with the Nine Northern Birds of Prey.

He turned around and went downstairs carrying a machine gun.

Old Zhao was protecting his wife and baby upstairs.

They did not go to 2002, but to 2001 where they had daily gatherings. Lao Zhao settled in the house where the claw machine was kept in 2001, and brought up his own charcoal stove.

Seeing that his wife's face looked a little unhappy, Old Zhao smiled and reassured her, "Don't worry, good boy. We have so many arms. If we can't kill these provoking mice, our life will be in vain."

Li Yueru was a little worried. She held the child in his arms and whispered, "Put on your bulletproof vest. Be careful. Remember that you still have me and my daughter."

Old Zhao looked lovingly at his daughter who was sleeping sweetly and blowing bubbles in his arms, and said softly in his heart, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

After settling down his wife and daughter, Lao Zhao went upstairs to get the weapons and equipment he had. After thinking about it, I picked a suitably sized body armor from the box and put it on inside my cotton jacket.

The Nine Northern Birds of Prey are loading ammunition for their guns. Xue Yueqing was sitting next to the charcoal stove roasting sweet potatoes without looking worried at all.

Jiubei Prey opened his mouth several times, but he didn't know what to say. But only he himself knew how much loss he felt.

"Stay at home and don't run around. If something unexpected happens, hide it by yourself. Don't worry about anything else." Jiubei Bird finally hesitantly warned her again and again.

Xue Yueqing nodded obediently until Jiubei Prey left.

She slowly got up from the sofa, still holding the roasted sweet potato in her hand, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a smile, looking at the dark night.

Occasionally, snowflakes would be blown onto the glass, only to be blown away by the wind in an instant.

The aroma of sweet potatoes is very strong, which is Xue Yueqing's favorite taste. Soft and sweet.

Not long after, gunshots were heard downstairs.

Jiubei Prey and the others directly opened the security door on the 17th floor. There is no need to damage the door for an attack that cannot be defended against.

So the door opens directly, and the drama is about inviting you to enter the urn.

In the stairwell, a group of bald men in military coats frowned at the dark 17th floor. The brightly opened door made them hesitate. "Boss, is this... not going to explode?"

"Send someone in and take a look!" The leader was a middle-aged man with a somewhat gentle appearance. Compared with the big and thick men around him, he didn't look like he could fight at all. But the fact that he can suppress so many vicious criminals and become the leader shows that he is not a simple person.

As soon as his words came out, everyone behind him looked at each other. Finally, a thin man huddled in the corner was picked out and pushed to the security gate on the 17th floor.

The thin man looked back with fear and caution, "Old...Boss...I...I..."

The only response he received was a black and cold gun pressed against his forehead, "If you don't go, you will die."

The skinny boy could only walk into the 17th floor shivering and shivering.

Nothing could be seen clearly in the darkness. But he wandered around for several minutes, but he didn't find anyone there.

He quickly turned around and shouted toward the door, "Boss, there is no one."