Nirvana at the end of the world, hoard hundreds of millions of supplies and win

The old lady was even more sarcastic when it came to finding food.

"Isn't it your job to find food for us?"

Ye Qingcheng pointed at the delicious food on the table and rolled his eyes to the sky.

"What people's soldiers? Bah! You secretly open a small stove here and feed us food that is inferior to pigs and dogs."

The squad leader had said several times that they were not soldiers, but the old lady refused to listen.

He kept accusing Ye Qingcheng of not being kind enough, which made the dozen or so soldiers look very ugly.

Almost all the supplies they had been looking for these days were distributed to them for free, and now they had snatched up all the food they had.

They didn't even get a bite of food, but they complained.

Each refugee seems to be sure that they will not shoot at ordinary people, as if they are determined to survive, and they are seeking death.

From the first moment when I saw the soldiers giving me supplies, I was excited and grateful, to now I am taking it for granted and greedy.

In their eyes, this is what people's soldiers should do.

You should enjoy their supplies.

Ye Qingcheng looked at the squad leader with a strange smile on his lips.

A person's kindness and kindness will be compared with his hatred. Unlimited indulgence will only breed a group of disasters.

"Squad leader, right? We give the title of soldier a face. If these refugees make trouble again, don't blame us for being unkind."

After all, they are from the Blue City Base, and I will count on them to help find people in the future.

The squad leader shouted: "Get back here."

The old lady was very arrogant, her stomach was bulging, and she pointed at her head: "People are going to starve to death anyway. If you have the ability, you can shoot me to death?"

Pointing his finger at his head, he hit the monitor.

The squad leader had obviously never seen such a scolding behavior from a shrew, and his face turned red with anger, but there was nothing he could do.

"You... you..."

Ye Qingcheng rolled his eyes, he really couldn't stand it anymore, his eyes were already looking at the mutated cheetah whose stomach was growling.

"Little cat, if they interrupt my meal again, I will reward you with all these people for dinner."

The sound was very soft, but enough for everyone to hear. The noisy scene suddenly became quiet, and you could hear a pin drop.

They looked at the mutated cheetah that had shrunk by the gate in horror, its body shaking like chaff.

Why did you forget this horrible thing?

The fragrance in the air just now was so strong that it rushed in. Now that I faced those sharp eyes, I couldn't help but tremble in my legs.

The refugees were pushed back one by one, and finally a dozen soldiers were pushed to the front.

"You are soldiers in the army and you should protect us ordinary people."

The old lady pushed the squad leader: "Quick, kill it so we can have meat to eat."

Damn it?

Ye Qingcheng couldn't help being surprised.

Is this old immortal mentally ill?

Let soldiers without superpowers kill mutant cheetahs? He was probably slapped to death by a claw before he even got up there.

The squad leader also had a wry smile on his face. He really couldn't do this request.

The mutated cheetah just looked at the refugees with disgust, then looked away, and roared twice with gritted teeth at Ye Qingcheng.

The cunning human being actually let him eat those bed bugs, bah!

As if receiving his disgust, Ye Qingcheng curled her lips and said again.

"Our teammates are all timid. These refugees scare us. What should we do?"

He stretched out his white and tender palms and clenched his fists: "How will I treat your master later? My hands are shaking terribly."

The mutated cheetah jumped up suddenly, and everyone felt a gust of wind blowing by, and in the blink of an eye, the old lady was knocked down.

He yelled twice in the old lady's face, and the saliva in his mouth dripped onto her face.

"what…"

With a scream, the old lady was frightened and fainted. In such a cold air of ice and snow, if she had not been carried into bed, she would have frozen into an ice sculpture.

The mutated cheetah rubbed its paws on the floor in disgust and glanced at everyone fiercely.

The horror of a brush with death finally evoked the fear of the refugees.

The mutated cheetah looked at Ye Qingcheng irritably. He didn't want to eat these annoying bugs.

eat…

Thinking of this word, I couldn't help but glance at their table.

Damn damn humans!

Ye Qingcheng nodded with satisfaction: "Well done, I'll reward you."

He reached out and threw it, and a lot of chicken, duck, and fish meat appeared in front of the mutated cheetah. They had been slaughtered, but there was still blood on them.

The mutated cheetah squealed happily and pounced forward.

They were baskets of chicken, duck, and fish meat. The refugees looked at it with pain in their faces, and some secretly swallowed their saliva, eager to grab it.

But they didn't dare, so they could only look at Ye Qingcheng with angry eyes, but kept their mouths closed, and no one dared to speak.

"What are you looking at? If you want to eat, go grab it with him."

What a bunch of greedy refugees.

"roll!"

With just one word, the refugees were so frightened that they peeed and ran away crawling.

No one cared about the old lady who fainted from fright. When a person is inactive, her body temperature drops rapidly.

The squad leader couldn't help but put the person in the bedroom and cover him with a quilt.

This farce is over, and now a dozen soldiers are still hungry. Not only the food on the table, but also all the supplies in their backpacks have been plundered.

Their big eyes stared at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you, with anger and helplessness.

The young man in the team quickly opened the cabinet door and helped an old man with gray hair out.

The old man walked a little shaky and was not in good spirits. He was obviously overly frightened.

"Mr. Jian, are you okay?"

A dozen soldiers gathered around, and the old man calmed down: "It's okay."

At this time, his stomach growled, and he suddenly felt a little embarrassed and his face turned red.

He hadn't eaten for a whole day, and he could have endured it for a while longer, but when he smelled the aroma of rice in the air, his stomach couldn't hold it back any longer and began to sing about the empty city strategy.

The squad leader pursed his lips and looked at Ye Qingcheng shamelessly.

"Well, Mr. Jane is an important person we are escorting. We can't have any accidents. Can you, can you give me some food?"

Several people who were eating looked over, and the monitor scratched his head in embarrassment.

"We just need a little bit, just give it to the old professor."

The young man reacted quickly and said immediately: "After arriving at the base, we will report to the organization and help you find your relatives."

Ye Qingcheng ate a piece of ribs and said calmly: "I thought I could exchange all the supplies for you to help me find my relatives."

Throwing away the bones in his hand, he pulled out a piece of toilet paper and wiped the grease from his fingertips.

"So, if I don't give it, you won't help me find it?"

The young man waved his hands quickly, a little anxiously: "No, no, no, that's not what I meant."

Seeing the young man's hesitant explanation, Mr. Jian patted his hand and said kindly.

"Kid, I'm not hungry yet, don't worry, I'll make it to the base."