Survival in the apocalypse: I became rich through farming games

There are estimated to be around a hundred large and small supermarkets in Jiang City where Ye Buqing and the others are currently located, but when talking about department stores, locals will basically only think of one.

What was particularly unfortunate was that Ye Buqing had been there before, and the geese had plucked their feathers without leaving a single trace.

After hesitating for a while, Ye Buqing finally reminded him, "I heard that it rained before and all the shops inside were vacated."

"..."

The remaining five people looked at each other. Yang Kaitai was particularly curious. He blinked his innocent eyes and asked, "Sister Xiaoye, how do you know?"

"It was posted in the classmate group, saying that they have all been vacated. If you want to go, why not move to another place, or search wherever you see."

"Go to the department store and have a look first. If it doesn't work, change it." Wen Renxiao still insisted on taking a look.

If he can't be persuaded, this is not Ye Buqing's problem. After hearing Wen Renxiao's words, Ye Buqing shrugged, calmed down, and didn't make any further comments to them.

The department store is still very conspicuous because it is tall and has a glass facade. They are very bright when there is a little light.

There is also a very cool neon sign on the roof. Unfortunately, the power is out now and it is no longer as bustling as it used to be.

The boat was getting closer to the department store. Ye Buqing sat up straight and looked around. He could feel many eyes staring at them in the dark.

"Be careful, there's someone inside." Before they got close to the wall, Wen Renxiao squatted down and warned them in a low voice.

Ye Buqing also saw that there were several large plastic boards floating outside the wall, which were probably used as boats. Since the means of transportation were still in place, it meant that the people stayed in the department store and did not leave.

What are you picturing? ?

Ye Buqing remembered it very clearly. He was really merciless at the time. He accepted all the goods and shelves with a smile. They didn't get to eat or drink when they came in. What were they trying to do?

Wen Renxiao and the other five people got off the assault boat one after another, and Ye Buqing, as the only girl, was protected by them in the middle.

"Sister Xiaoye, you don't have a weapon, don't run around for a while." A tall man among the five who was as black as Yang Kaitai said to Ye Buqing.

"..." Ye Buqing was speechless, caught in the middle of them, and silently took out his own system-produced wooden sword.

The glass exterior wall was somewhat broken, and Ye Buqing and the others entered through the broken window. One person was left behind to guard the boat, while the remaining five people continued to move in very slowly.

The light is pretty good during the day, and the glass exterior wall is relatively light-transmissive, so you can roughly see what's going on inside.

About two or three meters from the broken window, there were black and red blood stains on the ground. They must have been dry for some time, but the color was very deep.

This is the law of the jungle under natural disasters. Ye Buqing subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the two soldiers in front. This situation should not be so easy for them to accept.

Sure enough, Wen Renxiao frowned and Yang Kaitai's eyes turned red again.

The team continued to march. Ye Buqing's hearing was sensitive and he caught the sound of someone stepping on a plastic bottle upstairs, and Wen Renxiao was leading them up the stairs.

The heavy boots stepped on the tiles. The two people in front were very cautious and did not take a step forward. Ye Buqing held the knife and held the blade outward in front of him.

The safety door going up was closed. The five people stopped in front of the safety door. Ye Buqing raised his chin and said, "I suggest you just kick them."

"..." Yang Kaitai glanced at her and couldn't help but complain, "You are so violent, Sister Xiaoye!"

"There are people inside, really." Ye Buqing looked back at him and silently stepped back half a position to leave some space for them to play.

Ye Buqing was fully prepared to watch the performance of a tough man kicking an iron door angrily, and then the four tough men in front of her raised their guns and fired several shots at the keyhole.

"..."

The door lock was loose. Wen Renxiao pushed the safety door aside with his foot and continued to go deeper inside.

Just when they were about to exit the safety stairs and enter the shopping mall on the upper floor, something unexpected happened. Four or five men holding iron tools suddenly smashed them towards them.

Ye Buqing's knife was about to be swung out immediately. Two men behind her took her arms, one on the left and the other on the right, and threw her behind like a little chicken. They rushed forward with their guns.

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Ye Buqing was forced to leave the center of the battlefield and was ready to hit the target at any time. She did not expect that this confrontation would end so quickly due to the huge disparity in strength between the two sides.

In less than a minute, Wen Renxiao held down the two men and pressed his knees on their backs to restrict their movement. The other three people also held down each of them.

The broken steel pipe table legs in the opponent's hands looked like toys compared with their guns, and they fell to the ground with a loud noise.

Several men were also confused. Looking at the four people wearing familiar uniforms, they tentatively said, "Police...Police uncle?"

"So shameless, you treat everyone you see as your grandson?" The tall black man patted the face of the man under his knee with a contemptuous tone.

"Uncle police! It's unfair! We thought you were here to rob things like the people before!" The man who was pushed to the ground cried out in pain, and he kept saying ouch, ouch, ouch, which seemed to be sincere.

"Really? What happened to the people before?" Wen Renxiao asked him with a sneer.

The man immediately hesitated and became speechless, his eyes wandered, and within a few seconds, sweat broke out on his forehead.

It was obvious that he was hiding something but didn't make it clear. Wen Renxiao's face became even colder. He used some strength on his legs and asked them: "How many people have you killed?"

This question can be said to be very straightforward, but as soon as the word murder came out, the faces of the five men instantly turned pale, and the expressions that they had just flattered immediately disappeared, and they struggled to escape.

Wen Renxiao's people all use their strength skillfully. After suppressing the person, they focus on weak points such as joints. If the other person tries to break away and uses more strength, he will instead inflict a burst of severe pain on himself, and he will immediately fall to the ground in cold sweat.

"Boss, what are they going to do?" Yang Kaitai asked angrily.

Wen Renxiao's plan was to kill him on the spot. Logically speaking, this kind of thing should not be executed by them, but now it is a special situation. Firstly, there is no place to hold them, and secondly, they cannot contact the police station. If they are allowed to stay here, the danger to those who have blood on their hands will not be too great. He said that if they escaped and went to other places to harm people, it would be even more troublesome.

The only way is to kill them on the spot, which is simple and quick, and solves the subsequent problems in one go.

Wen Renxiao didn't hesitate for too long and made a gesture. There was no need to waste bullets when dealing with such things. Several people took out their daggers and wiped the throats of several beasts neatly.

Blood spread on the ground. Wen Renxiao shook off the still-hard body and prepared to continue looking at the supplies. As soon as he looked up, he saw a pair of women's sneakers quietly parked not far in front of him.