Reborn in the end of the world, I scavenged in the empty city and bought for free

There are still quite a few cars leaving the city today. After all, the black market at the end of the month only has three days. The black market that failed to open smoothly at the beginning of the month has left many people with a batch of goods in their hands. For them, these days are a good time to make money.

Just as Gu Tongwan drove out, three or four cars followed closely behind, two of which were also vans, and the other was a Hummer.

There was a group of people sitting in the two vans. They were wearing flowery shirts and gold chains. They did not forget to smoke even in the car, and the whole car was filled with smoke.

This group of people is the al-Qaeda evil organization headed by Yan Qiang, but on the surface this group of people is "white".

Some time ago, people from the Security Bureau came to his house, actually they wanted Yan Qiang to go to the bureau to "identify the body."

He said he was "identifying the bodies", but in fact, his two younger brothers didn't even have the bodies.

Yan Qiang recalled that when he first entered the morgue, the man from the police self-defense force had a subtle expression on his face.

When the white cloth was lifted, they found that there was no corpse anywhere, only a piece of empty human skin.

The two pieces of human skin were wrinkled and dry, with two black holes at the positions of the eyes and mouths, which looked particularly creepy. On one side were stacked the clothes that the two men wore when they were alive. Yan Qiang recognized that those were the clothes that the two younger brothers wore when they were alive.

Members of the Self-Defense Forces also said that the two people were found on the outskirts of the outer circle. At that time, only two sets of human skin were left, and no wounds were found. It was initially determined that they were not killed by animals, and there were no traces of mutant beasts nearby.

The car parked next to the human skin was still in the suburbs. When Yan Qiang sent someone to get the spare key to drive away, he found that although the car door was closed, the supplies inside were gone.

Yan Qiang came back with a gloomy face. He held an organizational meeting that night and sent a number of people to the Security Bureau to retrieve the surveillance footage of the car driving out of the inner circle.

As a result, there was only a picture of the car driving from the outer circle into the inner circle and passing the sentry box. From the picture, everything seemed normal, and it was just a routine security check.

There are not many surveillance cameras in the inner circle at present, and all the images show that the cars are driving normally until the images suddenly stop near the trading center.

At that moment, everyone felt that the incident was weird. The car was found in the suburbs and the body was right next to it. However, the last image of the car was only near the trading center, which means that the route taken by the car along the way avoided surveillance!

Yan Qiang, who realized the weirdness of the situation, could only grind his teeth, feeling annoyed but unable to find the real murderer behind the scenes. It felt as if he was in the open while someone was watching them in the dark.

The loss of a batch of goods in a short period of time within a week made Yan Qiang start to be alert. After hearing that the black market had reopened, he changed his usual behavior and personally led his subordinates to purchase goods. He himself was a superpower and had weapons (guns) in the car, so he was confident that he could defeat the opponent even if he met a tough opponent.

A young man sitting in the passenger seat glanced at the rearview mirror, flicked the cigarette butt in his hand out of the window, and sneered.

"Damn, he can still afford a Hummer these days, he must be the son of some rich family."

The people in the car also turned their eyes and saw that it was indeed a black Hummer with two headlights on. The driver could not be seen, but the Hummer had been following their car, probably heading towards the black market.

Yan Qiang frowned and said unhappily: "If you are envious, then keep an eye on me tonight. This batch of goods is worth tens of thousands of points. If anything goes wrong, I will be the first to kill him!"

The others' hearts immediately rose to their throats, and they quickly replied: "Brother Qiang, don't worry, nothing will go wrong with our brothers tonight, and we will make sure everything goes well." As he spoke, he set an example by stuffing the bottle of wine, which he had only taken a few sips of, under the seat. Seeing this, the others also patted their chests to assure him that there would be no problem.

The corners of Yan Qiang's mouth curled up, and the viciousness in his eyes became less.

It was Gu Tongwan's second time to go to the black market and he was not unfamiliar with it. After paying a stall fee of fifty points at the entrance, he walked along the path. Although some people would rather pay only thirty points of entrance fee in order to save stall fees, they would have to stand and sell supplies all night. However, Gu Tongwan brought a lot of things and currently had enough points, so he did not feel sorry for the fifty points.

She found a trailer in the space, put all the supplies on the trailer and slowly dragged it forward.

It was seven o'clock in the evening, and there was still about an hour before the black market opened, but people who came early came to grab a stall early.

Gu Tongwan walked forward and stopped at the end. The end was not as lively as the front, but those who could open stalls here were relatively capable. Basically, the stalls were twice the size of others. In addition, people from the homeless organization began to collect so-called "protection fees" from the stalls here.

This phenomenon is not uncommon in the black market, and it can be said to have become the norm. Even if the Self-Defense Forces encounter it, they will just turn a blind eye.

While Gu Tongwan was preparing, two people from the homeless organization who had just collected the fees were walking towards her. They looked her up and down, probably wondering how someone like Gu Tongwan would have the nerve to compete with the big stalls next to her.

The protection fee is not paid in the form of points, but directly in the form of flour, rice and other supplies, basically about three kilograms. If better supplies are available, they can be used as substitutes.

When Gu Tongwan was collecting the rice on the other side, she had already taken out three kilograms of rice from the snakeskin bag and handed it to the two vagrants swiftly. The two were a little surprised that she was quite knowledgeable.

After everyone left, Gu Tongwan found the folding shelf on the trailer. He had seen this thing at the flower and bird market at that time. It was a folding shelf made of solid wood, about one meter high and one meter and two meters long, similar to a small coffee table. When unfolded, it has three layers and can be folded freely, saving space to a certain extent.

The stall opposite her was selling inferior cigarettes. The so-called inferior cigarettes were those that had been soaked in flood water. They had a strange smell when smoked, but they were valuable because they were rare, so they were still very popular among smokers.

She picked up a few of the most ordinary-looking apples, and went to greet several nearby stalls with a smile, while stuffing apples into people's hands. They were all out to do business, and they would not hit someone who smiled at them. Seeing that she was quite capable, they could not help but look at the red apples, which exuded a sweet apple fragrance, so they pretended to be polite but still took the apples.

When she returned to the stall, the guy from the opposite stall came over to talk to her. Seeing her shelf, he curiously asked where she got the stuff. Gu Tongwan simply lied and said she picked it up in a shop during the apocalypse.

As a result, the man wanted to exchange the shelf with her for the price of a pack of inferior cigarettes. Needless to say, he was rejected and had to return home disappointed.

In fact, the price offered by that person was not low. She had seen the same inferior cigarettes being sold at a price of 35 points per pack in the trading center. This pack of cigarettes was worth at least 300 or 400 points.

Unfortunately, Gu Tongwan had several boxes of Huazi and various domestic brands of cigarettes in her space, and she was not interested in tasting the cigarettes this time.

She quickly stacked her things on the shelves. The first layer was filled with small bamboo baskets containing juicy strawberries, the second layer was filled with grapes that looked purple under the light, and there was also a basket of plump and juicy apples.

On the second shelf are jars of braised meat, all in sealed packages. Even so, you can still smell the aroma of the braised meat occasionally.

On the last shelf were two large cloth bags filled with fine noodles and rice.

After a little tidying up, it was already 7:20 in the evening. More and more people came to the black market at this time. The stalls along the street were filled with all kinds of goods, especially the barbecue stalls in the middle section. The familiar smell of roasted rat meat wafted over from time to time.

At this moment, the buyers who arrived early simply gathered near the parking lot. Everyone who came here knew that the black market would not officially start until after eight o'clock, so most people gathered in front of their cars, some playing with their phones, some chatting.

The people in the Hummer did not get out after driving to the parking lot. Instead, the windows were closed tightly, and with the blackout film, people outside could not see what was going on inside at all.

In the car, Ye Ziqiu was looking at herself in the mirror in the driver's seat while taking out an almost empty bottle of hand cream and applying it. Tonight she thought of trying her luck on the black market to see if she could buy better skin care products. The ones she bought at the trading center before were expensive and difficult to use, which was a complete waste of money.

On the other side, Fang Tang was wiping his rifle. He suddenly looked up and said with a smile, "I wonder if there are any big apples today. The ones I bought last time are better than those in the base."

Liu Hun was playing online games with Xu Qingzhi, Xu Yang and other older boys. They didn't care about anything else except occasionally cursing because the game was lagging due to the poor network connection outside the base.

Geng Zimo narrowed his eyes and said, "I want to get a new scope for my sniper rifle."

Arms are also sold on the black market, but you have to find a channel and have someone familiar to act as a go-between. Geng Zimo had returned disappointed several times before, so he didn't have much hope this time.

In the last row, Chen Yanxi was still wearing a mask and he hadn't changed out of his training uniform. He had been on a mission at three in the morning yesterday and returned to the team at five in the evening today. Now was the perfect time for him to take a nap. However, it was said that an extremely rare S-class crystal core would be available on the black market tonight. The source of the news was unknown, but it was true that many forces who had received the news were ready to take it for themselves.