In the infinite apocalypse, I make tens of billions a day selling goods

Bai Ziyu and Ye Jingya looked at each other.

Bai Ziyu returned to the car and came out again with a bag of rice in his hand, weighing 20 kilograms.

This arrogant scene shocked the little brother guarding the gate, with envy in his eyes, but he still explained seriously: "It only costs three kilograms per person, or you can bring a bag! Let's look at it and divide it up."

Ye Jingya directly handed a bag of rice to the younger brother: "No need to divide it, just hand it over!"

The surrounding survivors suddenly became excited. A middle-aged aunt, pulling her son and holding a 4 or 5-year-old child in her arms, came over.

There was a hint of excitement in her sharp voice: "You officials can't take things from the common people. This girl is a good person. The remaining grain is paid for the three of us!"

Another aunt from behind who didn't speak first shouted: "Girl, you are so rich, please help us pay some more! We are all survivors, can you bear to watch us being bitten to death by zombies outside?"

In just two minutes, a bunch of people gathered around, and they all said, "Yes, if one side is in trouble, support from all sides, please come up with more! How can you be so embarrassed to face a disaster at such a young age?" I can’t pay for it!”

"That's right, look at this girl, she's so beautiful, she must be a star. You celebrities should donate more money in the face of disasters!"

"Yes, you have earned so much money, you should spend some of it!"

Ye Jingya's ears were buzzing from everyone's noise.

It was also the first time for the gatekeeper to encounter such a thing.

Being surrounded like this, he didn't know what to do. Normally, he would have fired a warning shot, but she didn't say anything even if she was willing to pay. He must respect her thoughts and is also waiting for Ye Jingya's reaction. .

Bai Ziyu frowned and wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to argue with the old woman.

Ye Jingya was still holding the bag of rice in her hand, frowning and looking coldly at the middle-aged woman who spoke first, and suddenly smiled brightly: "You want my rice?"

The middle-aged woman was very happy. She just saw that this girl was stupid and sweet. Since she was so willing to pretend to be generous, what's the point of giving them some.

She repeatedly praised Ye Jingya: "Beauty is a beautiful person with a kind heart! Look, how about you give me the rice in your hand, and I will divide it. If the six of us go in, there will be some left!"

Ye Jingya stared into the woman's eyes, smiled deeper and asked, "I have something more valuable, do you want it?"

The middle-aged woman was stunned by the question.

Ye Jingya reached out and took out a small pistol from her pocket, and put it against the woman's forehead: "There is a silver peanut here, do you want it?"

The middle-aged woman turned pale with fright, and her words were trembling: "Young lady, are you joking? Is this gun fake?"

Ye Jingya moved closer again: "Do you want to try it?"

"Me, me, me" the middle-aged woman was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe.

At this time, the man who had been silent spoke up, but he didn't say it to Ye Jingya, but to the little brother guarding the door: "Don't you care about it? This man is holding a firearm privately, and it is against the law, so hurry up and get her Catch him!"

The people around who were chatting a moment ago all shut up and huddled aside to watch the fun.

The little brother held the gun, looked at Ye Jingya and then at the man, and finally said: "There is no rule against holding guns in our Watson Base!"

His words stunned everyone around him.

They are still suppressing and intimidating others with the previous rules and regulations, but the world has changed long ago.

In peaceful times, you can be weak and justified, but in troubled times, if you are weak, that is original sin. No one will sympathize with you, and no one will help you.

The man blushed, pointed at the little brother, and couldn't say a word.

Ye Jingya sneered and asked again: "Do you want more?"

The middle-aged woman finally got scared, pulled her son and backed away: "No more, no more."

The child in her arms seemed to be stupid. No matter what happened around him, he didn't react at all. It seemed as if he was living in his own world and could never get out.

The quarrel here had just come to an end when a small car drove over. A middle-aged man with gray temples got out of the car. His mouth looked very similar to Bai Ziyu's. When he pursed his lips, he looked very cold and ruthless.

The boy holding the gun saw the person coming, stood up straight and greeted the leader loudly: "Hello, base manager!"

The middle-aged man stared at Bai Ziyu but still replied politely: "Hello, thank you for your hard work!"

Then his cold lips curled up, and like Bai Ziyu, he smiled gracefully: "You brat, I finally know you're back!"

Bai Ziyu took two steps forward and whispered, "Dad!"

The middle-aged man happily patted Bai Ziyu on the shoulder: "Okay, just come back!"

As he said this, he was about to take Bai Ziyu in.

But Bai Ziyu didn't go inside, but pointed at Ye Jingya and said to Ren Tianxing, "These are my two friends."

Only then did Bai Zhengde notice Ye Yajing standing next to Bai Ziyu.

He looked at Ye Jingya, who had been in the apocalypse for a month and was still rosy-cheeked, and then at his skinny son with bulging cheekbones, and frowned.

This little girl was raised well enough by her own son.

He looked at Ren Tianxing next to Ye Jingya, who was equally skinny.

He couldn't imagine how these three people lived together. Could it be that all the food was given to this girl?

Bai Ziyu's haggard appearance was even worse than those of the survivors.

Ye Jingya didn't like the way Bai Zhengde looked at her, frowned and said, "You guys go in, I won't go in, I'm going out for a walk!"

With all the zombies in the world, Ye Jingya said it was as easy as going to the night market after get off work.

Bai Ziyu pulled Bai Zhengde, with a hint of pleading in his tone: "At least come in and have a meal!"

Ye Jingya shook her head: "No, you and your dad have a good time together, and we will meet again if we are destined."

Bai Zhengde felt that his son seemed to be possessed by something. Otherwise, how could that old scholar who only knew about research treat a girl like this?

But Bai Zhengde was not a fool. Although he was a little dissatisfied with his son's abnormal appearance, he still had to retain the minimum dignity, so he said: "Since we are all at home, let's have a meal and go." , I will take you to the cafeteria for a good meal at noon!"

After he finished speaking, he walked forward proudly.

Bai Ziyu looked at Ye Jingya.

Ye Jingya had no choice but to walk inside.

In fact, she didn't like dealing with people very much, but she chose the wrong major in college, so she could only work in sales after graduation. However, because of her personality problems, she never did well in sales. She finally found a few customers, and she always... Various problems occurred, so before crossing over, I almost starved to death.