The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

The moment she went out, although Xia Meng was well prepared, she still felt the biting cold wind. In the corridor, although there was a wall blocking it, she didn't feel the wind, but the bone-gnawing coldness was everywhere, all the time. I don’t want to penetrate into your bones and blood, merge into your marrow, and freeze your whole body.

When he came outside and stood on the ice, the cold wind was like a bone scraper, blowing away the warmth in Xia Meng's body.

hiss!

It’s so cold!

However, the warm baby patch on the body was continuously transmitting heat energy to Xia Meng, and the mink fur coat worn outside protected Xia Meng from the cold wind to the greatest extent.

The sky was overcast, and when the violent wind howled by, the sound it made was like the wail of an evil ghost, with a bit of desolation and loneliness.

Xia Meng knew that it would start to snow soon, and the snow would be thick enough to bury the house.

The city was fine, but many houses in rural areas were crushed by the snow, making it even worse for families who were already struggling to support themselves.

Xia Meng walked forward with difficulty. The wind was too strong and he was walking against the wind. If it weren't for Xia Meng's strength, he would have been blown backwards by the wind, let alone moving forward.

Before leaving the community, Xia Meng saw two groups of people.

Both groups were a man and a woman. They supported each other and relied on each other as they walked out with difficulty.

They were wearing down jackets, their bodies were bulging, and it looked like they were covered in many layers. They were wearing hats, scarves, and masks. Their eyes were red, and there was white frost on their eyelashes.

Seeing Xia Meng wearing a black mink coat, the two women couldn't help but look envious. One of the women saw Xia Meng alone, and walked up to Xia Meng uneasy and said to her,

"Beauty, are you alone?"

The wind was very strong, so I couldn't hear clearly, but Xia Meng had good ears, so she could hear clearly.

"Yeah," Xia Meng nodded.

The woman hesitated for a moment, then reminded her with concern,

"Beauty, the outside is different now. It's a bit...dangerous. If you go out alone...be careful!"

Xia Meng's eyes rolled up, "Well, thank you! I understand."

There wasn't much a woman could do. It was not easy for her to remind Xia Meng. After reminding Xia Meng, she held hands with her husband and left together staring at the cold wind.

Xia Meng quickly left the community.

After leaving the community, Xia Meng met some people on the street. They were all looking for food.

If it weren't for the fact that they were running out of food at home, they wouldn't want to go out on such a cold day to make trouble. It was really too cold!

But even if they come out, not many people can find food.

Xia Meng passed by a large shopping mall. This shopping mall was 11 stories high. The glass of the shopping mall had been vandalized. Through the window, people could be seen moving inside, and many people even gathered towards the shopping mall.

But the supermarket is on the first floor below. Although there is a food area on the upper floor, the store purchases goods every day. How much storage can be stored inside?

If you bring more people, you can take away all the edible things inside.

There should be nothing in there now.

Xia Meng only glanced at it and continued walking forward. But what Xia Meng didn't expect was that just as she was about to turn at the intersection, she heard a whistling sound. Xia Meng took a step back, dodged it quickly, and then I saw a sturdy man wearing a black down jacket, his head wrapped in a scarf, only two eyes exposed, wearing gloves on his hands, and holding a two-meter-long wooden stick with a thick wrist.

At this time, the man was staring at Xia Meng with ferocious wolf-like eyes. He was breathing heavily, turned his wrist, pointed the wooden stick at Xia Meng, and roared loudly,

"Hand over the food!"

Xia Meng took another step back and distanced herself from the man, "I don't have anything to eat."

The man didn't believe it, "If you can't bring out food, don't even think about going there today." Then his eyes fell on the mink coat that Xia Meng was wearing, and he said in surprise,

"Mink coat?"

"Take it off and give it to me!"

Xia Meng shook his head, "Take it off, I will die!"

The man's eyes were cold. He was almost starving to death. How could he care about other people's lives? He emphasized again,

"Take off your clothes and give them to me!"

Xia Meng, "No!"

"You won't give it to me, right?" The man sneered, "Then I'll keep your life and I'll take it myself!"

Less than a month has passed since the end of the world, and order has already begun to collapse.

In an era like the end of the world when rituals and music have collapsed, it will become increasingly difficult for ordinary people to live a good life.

After the man finished speaking, he raised the stick and hit Xia Meng directly on the head. Xia Meng dodged, walked around behind the man, and then kicked the man on the lower back.

"boom!"

After the man was kicked out by Xia Meng, he fell heavily to the ground. He lay on the ground and screamed in pain, and couldn't get up for a long time.

Xia Meng picked up the stick that fell on the ground, then raised the stick expressionlessly and without hesitation, hit the man's hand, and smashed it down.

"Crack!"

"what!!!"

Accompanied by the sound of broken bones, the man let out a violent scream. Because of the excessive pain, his body could not stop violently twitching and twisting. He wanted to withdraw his hand, but it was too painful and he did not dare to move. The blood was all over his body. It flowed along the gloves onto the ice and soon turned into a piece of red ice.

Even the man's palm was frozen to the ground. Xia Meng lifted the stick and held it in his hand. When the man tried to raise his hand, he found that his hand was frozen with the ice on the ground, and he couldn't pull it away...

"what!!!"

"Woooo..."

The man cried in pain!

Xia Meng had no intention of giving up. She was very experienced with this kind of robbers, so she walked around to the other side and raised her stick...

When the man saw this scene, he was so frightened that he quickly begged for mercy.

"Auntie! Grandma! Please...please let me go!"

"You've already disabled one of my hands, and I still have to make a living with the other hand? If I lose this hand, I'm afraid I'll starve to death!"

Xia Meng, "When you robbed me, you probably didn't want to leave me a way to survive."

The man's eyes flashed, "I'm not very courageous. How dare I do anything harmful to others? I'm just trying to scare you, really! I didn't mean to do it!"

"Auntie, please leave me a way to survive."

Xia Meng didn't mean to be soft-hearted at all. Even if one of his hands was disabled, his harmful intentions would not stop. Only by using both of his hands and completely cutting off his ability to do bad things, would he be able to do bad things? Will give up.

"boom!"

"Click."

"what!!!"

The man's heart-rending scream carried far away along with the howling wind. Several people in the distance saw this scene and turned around to avoid it and walked to another road. No one dared to come over.

The man fainted from the pain. Xia Meng leaned over and glanced at the man, then turned and left with the stick in hand.

Xia Meng was not short in height. He was wearing a black mink coat. He looked very strong. His face was surrounded and he couldn't see clearly whether he was a man or a woman. He was holding a wooden stick with a thick wrist in his hand. This was not a good look. Damn, it was pretty calm after that.