More and more people wandered around his car at night.

An Yinong is not someone who just sits and waits to die. He sharpens his dagger and knife every day to prepare for that day.

He hoped that day would come soon, and he hoped that day would not come.

"Forget about the others, where did the protagonist surnamed Huang get his courage?" The system still couldn't figure it out, it looked coldly at the protagonist who was probing his head and colluding with others secretly.

"He doesn't think that he can just find someone to cooperate with, does he? With his body, he will also be blacked out."

"He has eaten the bark for three days. If he eats any more, he will die. Since he is going to die anyway, he might as well try to find life. From this point of view, he still has a decision."

The system looked at An Yinong who was sharpening his knife calmly: "He wants to rob you, are you still laughing?"

"Or cry?"

Just when the smell of gunpowder among the victims was strong enough, they finally met a city that was willing to give out porridge to accept refugees, but...

"What? To live here, farmers have to register as untouchables?"

Dalit does not mean that this person is cheap, but that this person has a low class status, cannot take scientific research, and can only do some jobs that no one does...

"No! If you become a lowly citizen, you won't even be able to intermarry with good people in the future, and you won't be able to take scientific examinations. Wouldn't it harm your children and grandchildren?" Some people shook their heads desperately when they heard this.

"Now I can't live anymore, where are there any children and grandchildren?" Some people think that survival is more important, and the class of businessmen is also low. Does it affect their status and marriage?Once they have money and land, it is not impossible for the untouchables to change their household registration.

A large group of refugees huddled in the open space outside the city. They searched for firewood to keep warm while waiting for an opportunity—the refugees themselves didn't know what opportunity they were waiting for. They just squatted numbly in the small tents they had set up.

Ren Yazi, who wanted to buy people, walked through the crowd of victims, looking for suitable goods.They can exchange a living person with ten catties or even a few catties of grain.

The people from Tianjia Village and the next-door village were at the rear. They stayed in the city for three days, and one fifth of the people went in at the cost of becoming lowly. Four fifths of the people were outside the city.

Ren Yazi also came to them, offering food in exchange for their wives or children.Some refused, some agreed, and some hesitated.

Many people have run out of food, and it seems like a dead end to leave or stay.They will be cruel and sell their children, or their daughter-in-law, or themselves.

Human life in a disaster year is worthless. A young girl can only sell thirty catties of millet, and others are even less valuable.

"Selling the child to a family without children may still be a way of life. This ten catties of grain can also give your family a breather, and it may be a turn of events in the future." The buyer shed a crocodile tear.

The father of that family was a little moved. He greedily looked at the grain bag.

"Don't sell it. If you sell my child, I'll kill you!" The child's mother was furious.She protects her children like a fighting cock.

In the end, the family did not sell the child.

How many of the sold children can have a good end?No matter how nice this man said, they were all lies, just like what they said to persuade women to sell themselves, they were all colorful lies, with a lot of knives and extremely vicious disgusting intestines inside.

At this time, a man who looked like a bustard was urging a couple to sell their daughter.

The old couple refused, so she persuaded her around and said many nice words.

An Yinong was annoyed by what he heard, so he deliberately pushed the cart over to drive her away, and stuck there: "Food and drink? The girls there have to pick up several customers a day, and if they don't obey, they will be whipped and ironed. If they are born When they got sick, they simply wrapped them in mats and buried them alive. The people there are not human beings, they are all meat sold by the catty, and it is not a big deal for people to be beaten to death or tortured to death."

In fact, he was meddling in his own business. Fortunately, the old couple loved their daughter very much, and they both showed grateful smiles.

The old bustard was a little displeased, but when he saw An Yinong, his eyes lit up: "Brother, how old are you? Who is in the family? We have worked hard all the way, look at this haggard one."

An Yinong almost didn't make this look disgusting: "Go further away, there are no products of yours here."

A few months have passed, Tian Xi's original appearance has been assimilated by An Yinong a lot, his peach blossom eyes are full of flair for laughing and cursing, and are good-looking for staring at others, how can the madam let it go?

"Brother, don't be annoyed. As the saying goes, laughing at the poor is not laughing at the prostitutes. In this world..."

"Stay away from me." An Yinong didn't want to hear her finish, so he pushed the cart and left.If it weren't for the officers and soldiers in front of him, he would have taken out his machete to show off.

He pushed the cart forward, and in front of him were fleeing teams that had come earlier, some leaving more than a month earlier than them.Their situation is even more dire.

An Yinong saw a man who was eating something, it looked like meat, and he could vaguely see white bones.

The man in the gray-black cloak felt the sight, he raised his head and saw An Yinong.His eyes are no longer human eyes, but animals looking at animals, weighing who can eat.

An Yinong also saw him, his gaze did not back down, but was aggressive instead.

After looking at each other briefly, the man looked away and turned to look at a certain child.He looked very vaguely, just glanced over, but An Yinong paid special attention to him, and saw the movement of swallowing saliva.

Looking along the line of sight, the child was being held by her mother, and an old woman carefully fed her a little grain from the bowl, so she looked fatter than other children, and the braid tied with red string was also combed. Be neat.

"You eat human flesh." An Yinong's car stopped in front of this man. The man was taken aback. Before he could say anything, An Yinong kicked the thing out of his hand, and it was eaten to pieces. A broken child's arm, with a faded red string hanging from the wrist.

"This, isn't this the missing child of the Liu family?" A person pointed at the arm on the ground and screamed.

The faces of the victims all around turned pale, and they spread out, leaving a large space.

The man looked at the meat on the ground, raised his head silently, and looked at An Yinong with extremely cold eyes.

But An Yinong just smiled, as if he didn't take this threat seriously, but a lot of sweat broke out on his back: "I can't sleep tonight."

"Don't be afraid of the host, if he dares to come, I will definitely wake you up as soon as possible." The system patted its chest.

An Yinong: ...I'd better do it myself.

But before he decided to stay up all night, a few men came out of the crowd with hoes and machetes in their hands.There was also a woman who came. She was stunned when she saw the arm, her eyes widened, and she fell straight down.

Everyone threw stones at the man: "Get out."

Man-eating tigers will be locked up, and man-eating people will be expelled.

The cannibals were driven out by other refugees in this way, and were even beaten to death.He looked back at An Yinong, his eyes were dim in the black cloak.

That night, An Yinong didn't sleep.He held the knife and opened his eyes at the slightest movement.In the second half of the night, I couldn't fall asleep at all, so I stayed up until dawn.

As a result, the man's body was found.He was beaten to death not far from the victims.

After the porridge shed stopped supplying food, the victims in Tianjia Village set out again, and their number was only two-thirds of the original number.

The wind and rain on the road became heavier, and the snowflakes slapped on the face.

"I see it will snow heavily today, so find a place to shelter from the snow. Before it's dark, go find some firewood, or you won't be able to survive."

"Alright."

The village chief was discussing matters with several men who were in charge of the house, when they suddenly saw a commotion in front of them.A group of people are frantically scattered to the side.

"what happened?"

"The soldiers are coming, hide quickly, hide quickly!!"

"Lieutenant?" They finally came to their senses and hid in all directions.The crowd fleeing from famine was completely chaotic, and everyone was disorganized, and a stampede almost happened among them.

It took An Yinong a few seconds to react.

Soldiers in this era are more like robbers than robbers.

He didn't know where to run for a while, so he just stared at the village chief's house, and he went wherever his family went.

"Come on!"

An Yinong pushed the cart lightly, and he was young and vigorous. He was still behind at first, but rushed to the front after a while.He heard cries and screams behind him, followed by the honking of livestock and the whirring of knives.

Familiar voices began to appear there, calling for his parents, husband, wife, children, and cries of pain.

"That's my carriage, don't snatch my carriage!"

"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law—"

"food!"

"what--"

These people who walked together for more than a month to escape the famine, people with hope, entered a new purgatory in the blink of an eye.

The sound of vehicles overturning, the sound of iron hitting, the sound of people crying and struggling... An Yinong didn't dare to turn his head, fearing that he would not be able to lift his feet once he stopped. His eyes gradually turned red, and tears came one by one. Smash it down: Why am I just an ordinary person?

Ordinary people can't do anything!

To say that the last thing the disaster victims want to meet is not wolves, wild dogs, or other disaster victims, but deserters.These deserters range from hundreds to a dozen. They may not necessarily know how to fight, but they must be good at robbing and killing people.

Unfortunately, it seems that their group of refugees encountered deserters, dozens of deserters with weapons.

These deserters are losers on the battlefield. They have no organization and discipline, and they are just a group of looting gangs gathered together.So when they saw the victims, they went crazy, rushed in with weapons in hand, and killed each one with red eyes.

An Yinong dragged the car and ran for a long time, but the voices were getting closer and closer. Finally, it was time to avoid it.He looked up and saw Gu Zhengzhong sitting in the car. This man just looked at everything indifferently, with an unprecedentedly strong inhuman aura.

"You asked me?" he asked.

An Yinong didn't speak, he pulled out the spear that had been on the cart, turned around and looked at the rushing soldiers.

Gu Zhengzhong looked at his back and tightened his fingers: "...I'll wait for him to beg me."

A crow landed on the car without a sound, looking at the man with dark eyes.

An Yinong had already met the attacker. He prepared a machete and a wooden stick in the car, but the best thing to use at this time was the 'spear' with a dagger tied to the front.

"Ah!" When the front end of the dagger pierced into the chest of the soldiers who wanted to rob him of property and kill people, his eyes were completely dyed red.

"It's just killing people, who wouldn't do it?!"

The smell of blood aroused a certain animal instinct in the human body.

His mind went blank, but he had already picked up the machete on the car, swung it up and chopped it down: one cut, two cuts... blood spattered, it was warm.

"Dead..." Facing the severed head, An Yinong's brain was as 'calm' as if it had just been taken out of the refrigerator. He picked up the sharp knife left by the soldier and walked towards the next one.

This group of soldiers had no leader, so they went their separate ways and dispersed one by one.This made it easier for An Yinong to defeat them one by one.

He didn't attack directly, but looked for soldiers who were killing for fun, and took advantage of their unpreparedness to catch them by surprise.

These soldiers were neither taller nor stronger than them.After overcoming their fear, this group of people are just ordinary people with weapons in their hands.

"A defeated army is not as good as a bandit, and a stray soldier is a thief."

The deserters in exile are born in fear, they are keen to kill civilians to vent their fear, and use their screams to soothe their anxiety.There is no need to bear any burden to kill them——he told himself so.

"The second one." The first knife stabbed the back of the heart and lungs, the second knife stabbed the back of the neck, and the last knife cut the throat to ensure the death of the opponent. An Yinong's hands were ruthless and sharp, not like a novice, "Next."

The self-protection moves learned in modern society turned into killing techniques in actual combats. An Yinong's hands became more and more stable, and his heart became colder and colder. None of his subordinates could breathe.

"Take it." He kicked a knife to a girl who was almost bullied, "Make up the knife."

"Make up the knife?" The girl picked up the bloody knife, she was full of fear and hatred.

"Will you kill a chicken?"

The girl nodded: "Yes."

"Just like killing a chicken, every soldier on the ground cut his throat."

An Yinong stood there with a weapon in his hand, half of his body was bloody, and he was so angry that the victims who tried to drive his car didn't even dare to look at him, and they were even more grateful in their hearts that they didn't really do anything.

It is conceivable that such a quiet kid is actually a hidden killer.

There were also some victims who were infected by An Yinong's blood, and couldn't help thinking: "He can do it, why can't I?"

When the victims come here, what supports them is their own family members, and there is still a ray of hope to live.But this hope will be destroyed.

"You killed my wife, I will fight with you!"

"Kill them!"

The blood aroused human blood, and the victims who ran around realized at this moment: "Since you can't run away, you might as well fight him!"

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