Doomsday Allure

finally come.

Wei Buzheng thought so, stood up, held down Lin Yu who wanted to go out with him, and looked at Li Dongyuan: "You protect him, if someone tries to force his way in, kill him."

Li Qingyuan stood at the door and whispered: "Someone said that the brothers surnamed Wei are right, this house is not bad.

Another person said that the houses in Zeyang that have not collapsed have long been occupied by people with strong supernatural powers. .

Another person said that there are no more than a hundred people with supernatural powers in Zeyang, and they all know those with slightly higher levels. They have never heard of any superhumans in our village. family house. "

Wei Buzheng said, "Can you tell the approximate number of people?"

Li Qingyuan said: "I think there are about forty of them, and most of them are not supernatural beings."

The sound of slamming the door rose to a higher level, and someone shouted: "Open the door quickly, if you don't open it, we will rush in."

Wei Buzheng said to Li Qingwu: "Go and help grandma come here, you and Lin Yu stay here and protect grandma and Brother Dongyuan together."

Grandma came over, looking a little scared: "Buzheng, Qingyuan said they have dozens of people, we can't beat them, right?"

Wei Buzheng helped his grandma to sit down on the recliner in the corner: "Grandma, my supernatural ability is stronger than all of them, don't worry."

Grandma raised her hands, waving her long nails and said, "Actually, I can fight them too."

Wei Buzheng smiled: "I know, if I can't stand it, you can come out and fight for me."

There was another knock on the door.

Wei Buzheng called Luo Chong, and the two walked out together.

They opened the door so fast that the two people who were kicking the door almost fell in. Wei Buzheng pushed one out with one hand, and he and Luo Chong followed and pulled the door behind them.

Li Qingyuan heard it right, there were about forty people, more than 30 of them stood on the road about ten meters away from the gate to the west, and five people dressed in relatively clean and tidy clothes stood under the old locust tree opposite. Arms, chin raised, frowning, and condescending attitudes to look at people are exactly the same. Seeing Wei Buzheng and Luo Chong appearing in such a tough posture, the eyes of several people flickered slightly.

Wei Buzheng asked in his usual flat voice with no expression: "Are you all okay?"

The person standing in the middle was in his thirties, of medium height, with a thin face and a mustache on his chin. He sneered and said, "Hehe, he's pretty good at acting."

Wei Buzheng didn't speak any more, just looked at them quietly.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man with a seven-point resemblance to a mustache said arrogantly: "You are not talking nonsense, you are so cold, it's okay, why did we come all the way here?"

Luo Chong said in a more aggressive tone: "Why don't you talk about something, just stand there and pretend to be a gangster society that has been outdated for hundreds of years, are you out of your mind?"

On the left of the mustache, a particularly thin young man with the face of a sick man who has been bedridden for many years stretched out a finger and wiped the tip of his nose: "Hey, it's quite horizontal."

"boom……"

Before the sick man could finish his sentence, several fireballs the size of washbasins landed about three meters in front of Luo Chong and Wei Buzheng.

At the same time, among the five people, the young man who was originally standing on the westernmost side shook his body, and Renhe's fist appeared in front of Wei Buzheng: "I'm not going to show you some color, ah..., fuck... oh... I Damn... vomit..."

The speed man's neck and legs were strangled by the humulus with thick fingers at the same time. After he fell to the ground, both hands desperately grasped the tighter and tighter humulus on his neck, and there was a whimpering sound in his throat.

"You fucking court death." Mustache waved his hand, and a piece of dagger-like spiritual power shot at Wei Buzheng and Luo Chong with a metallic light.

"Let's go." Almost at the same time as Mustache, Wei Buzheng let out a soft shout, and a 20-meter-long, [-]-meter-high, and [-]-meter-thick water wall appeared out of thin air, and after submerging the gold-type spiritual power weapon, it suddenly fell to the south.

"what……"

"Hey..."

"Oh……"

……

Several screams sounded at the same time, and five cruel "underworld" supernatural beings were hit by the wall of water, and they all became drowned.

The mustache reacted quickly, and attacked again with the water droplets on his face, "Fuck you... oh... ah... um..."

He was once again swallowed by the water wall. This time, the water wall did not fall and flow away, but maintained a thick cylindrical shape, wrapping the mustache in it.

Wei Buzheng controlled the water column with a diameter of about two meters and a height of five meters with a blank face, watching the mustache struggle in the water column, like a person about to drown in the depths of the sea.

"No, no, I'll kill you, let go of my brother...uh..." Before the fireball from the mustache brother was sent out, it was wrapped in Wei Buzheng's suddenly thickened cylindrical water column.

Luo Chong stepped on the back of the speed user who was dragged to him by his humulus, and asked arrogantly, "Who else wants to play? Continue."

The sick man was lying on the ground, clutching his bleeding neck, coughing violently.

Ordinary people on the west side of the gate scattered and ran westward, but were beaten head-on by a few people wielding wooden sticks.

Grandpa Wei swung his stick and chased the two of them and cursed: "I'll kill you bastards who have no conscience, you bastards who only bully honest people..."

Zhang Yongkuan, Zhang Minzi, Dong Yichun, Dong Yiqiu, and Zhao Lu didn't care, and beat them desperately with sticks.

In the direction of the village, more than a dozen people also rushed over with poles and sticks shouting, and several people went straight through the woods to chase and beat the fleeing ordinary people.

Hearing Grandpa Wei's voice, Wei Buzheng put away his right hand.

The water column exploded, and the two mustache brothers fell from the air, lying on the ground coughing and choking as if competing, their bulging stomachs could not be covered by the soaked cotton clothes.

The two supernatural beings who became drowned just by swaying their posses tremblingly ran towards the place where there was no water. Luo Chong threw out two long stalks of humulus and wrapped them around their waists with a "shua" sound: " The fuck wants to leave after bullying people?"

In less than 3 minutes, the water on several supernatural beings had turned to ice, and the two supernatural beings dragged back by Luo Chong shouted: "We didn't attack, we, we..."

"Who the hell is with you? It's us." Luo Chong dragged the two of them to him and kicked them, "You guys are bullying others. How amazing are you to have supernatural powers? Your whole family has supernatural powers? Your father and you Mom, your sister should be bullied to death if she doesn't have supernatural powers?"

Gu Tongren and Gu Songyi ran over with a few people carrying poles. When Gu Songyi saw Wei Buzheng, he asked, "Hey, are you okay?"

Wei Buzheng covered his forehead: "Thank you, it's okay, just a little dizzy."

Grandpa Wei beat him fiercely, but he didn't love to fight. After beating a few away, he ran up to Wei Buzheng. Hearing that he was dizzy, he picked up his stick and hit the little beard brother who was still lying in the puddle: "You two! You bastard, don’t fight to bully my family, we live our lives well, and you come to harm us because of your supernatural abilities..."

Wei Buzheng asked Luo Chong to tie up the soaked chickens with humulus, and said to Gu Tongren, "I'm not good at this, so I'll leave it to you. Please ask, what are they doing here?"

Gu Tongren said: "Cheng Chengcheng, you should go back to rest and recover first."

Gu Songyi said: "Third Uncle, we don't have supernatural powers, so you're not afraid to ask, did these people burn us to ashes or cut us into pieces?"

Luo Chong said broadly, "I'll fight for you, a few rubbish can't turn the sky over."

Wei Buzheng went over and took Grandpa Wei home.

The interrogation must not be carried out outdoors, it would be tantamount to directly killing those drowned chickens, and the other people's homes were too tight. In the end, the few supernatural beings were taken to the tofu shop where no one lived for the time being.

Judging from the result of entering Wei's house, a few supernatural beings have achieved their goal.

Grandpa Wei was worried and wanted to ask about the situation himself, and Wei Buzheng also had the same intention, so grandpa went to join Gu Tongren's team.

Wei Buzheng came to the West Wing, Li Dongyuan was still asleep; grandma folded her hands together, praying for Wei Buzheng in a strange posture, seeing that Wei Buzheng came back so soon, grandma breathed a sigh of relief, closed her eyes and said a few words, Wei Buzheng It is estimated that she is thanking the gods.

Li Qingwuhou wanted to see those supernatural beings anxiously, Wei Buzheng let him look at them casually, just not to reveal that he was a supernatural being.

After sending grandma back to the kitchen, Wei Buzheng went back to his room.

Now that the news is blocked, without knowing the abilities of other supernatural beings, the less his hole cards are exposed, the greater the chance of winning when an emergency occurs.

He couldn't think of a suitable way to deal with the few supernatural beings who came to him. It was impossible for him to turn everyone who was unfavorable to him into zombies.

With the advent of the end of the world, the scientific and technological achievements accumulated over hundreds of years have been fundamentally destroyed, and the living conditions of human beings have almost returned to primitive society. In terms of natural factors, it is not even as good as primitive society. Tens of thousands of years ago, the natural ecology was not as good as it is today. It's so bad, now, when the food is not harvested, even the prey can't be found.

If the current disasters continue, the plight of mankind will intensify. In the future, it is unknown how many people will disappear in this unprecedented disaster.

Wei Buzheng thinks that he is mediocre in talent and learning, and has no ability or ambition to save the common people from suffering, but he thinks that it is the last chance given to mankind by the heavens to make the earth that has been devastated and riddled with holes reappear. , the abilities displayed by the supernatural beings are a life-saving straw given to mankind by the heavens.

If the ability of the supernatural being is used to improve the environment and increase productivity, the ability of one supernatural person can be exchanged for the chance of survival of dozens of people.

The number of supernatural beings is rare, and Wei Buzheng does not want to destroy any supernatural beings unless he has to.

Wei Buzheng didn't know whether his thoughts were correct or not, so he simply let people with more experience in life make judgments and decisions.

For the Gu family, Wei Buzheng's senses are not good, but they are not bad either. He knows that in the democratic era, it is not unreasonable for this family to have been the head of Duoyu Village for many years. Most people, the Gu family is indeed more discerning and fair.

Regarding the attitude of the Gu family on many things in their own family, although his grandfather has always said that he stood in the position of the village chief, Gu Youxin and Gu Tongren were not wrong, but before entering the workplace, Wei Buzheng was full of resentment when he thought of them. In recent years, With the increase of experience, he began to understand some of their practices.

But understanding is not the same as approval.

The Gu family did not lend a helping hand to Wei Buzheng's family, but they did not frame them either. At that time, according to the legal procedures, Grandpa Wei and Grandma Wei wanted to adopt Wei Buzheng. Grandma met the requirements in terms of morality, character, upbringing, and family economic status. Gu Youxin, who was the village head at the time, knew the origin of Wei Buzheng. Together with others, he also persuaded Grandpa Wei. Grandpa Wei insisted, Under the pressure of several other people in the village office, he issued the certificate.

Gu Youxin's reason for issuing the certificate is simple: because Grandpa Wei and Grandma Wei are indeed eligible, his certificate is only stating the facts.

Gu Youxin voted for the Wei family's leaving the village, and he was one of the most important people who fought for the Wei family to build a house on the forestry land.

Regarding this matter, Gu Youxin had a private conversation with Grandpa Wei. He said that he could not stop the villagers from hating Wei Buzheng. If it was him, he might have chosen to move out of the village very early.

Wei Buzheng felt that his last sentence meant standing up and talking without back pain.

Today, Wei Buzheng has matured. He feels that the Gu family must have sympathized with his existence back then. Therefore, they also hope that Wei Buzheng can stay away from the village, but they also know that Wei Buzheng is rational. Buzheng is innocent, so when applying for the Wei family's forestry homestead, the Gu family worked very hard to help them apply for the largest area allowed by the law.

Wei Buzheng shook his head, shook off the messy memories in his mind, pulled the quilt and leaned against the head of the bed, no matter what the Gu family thought at the beginning, now, they are the only collaborators he can choose right now, let's think about the next step How to negotiate terms with them.

Thinking of the negotiation, Wei Buzheng felt a little...sentimental.

With a thought, he summoned his mobile phone from space.

Turn on the phone and click on the photo album button. He never likes to take selfies, and he will not ask others to take pictures of himself, so in the photo album, except for the photos he took of his grandparents when he came home from vacation, they are the ones that a group of them took care of.

Clicking on a photo with only two people, Wei Buzheng looked at it for a while, then stretched out a finger, and wiped the face of the person on it.

I just had a fight with a few people, and now I'm thinking about how to negotiate with other people later.

If you were here, I should have fallen asleep by now, right?