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Chapter 627 Bloody Chinatown

Zeng Yunfeng walked to the intersection and saw the sign at the intersection, five kilometers ahead, the city of raccoons, with the umbrella house written underneath, Zeng Yunfeng cursed silently in his heart, Japan.

All of this is as Zeng Yunfeng thought, this is the world of biochemical crisis, and a nuclear bomb will be dropped on Raccoon City in the near future.

Now that he is weak, he still has to run with the nuclear bomb. Whether he can escape the nuclear bomb is his only chance to gain life now.

Running with the nuclear bomb and thinking about it, he felt very sad. If he wants to run past the nuclear bomb, he must at least pass through the entire Raccoon City. But it still can't stop the spread of the virus.

Zeng Yunfeng looked at the scratch on his left hand, and his face was a little ugly. He was scratched by that thing when he shot that thing on the plane just now. Zeng Yunfeng couldn't figure out whether the nails of this thing could spread the virus. , Is there a problem with this method?
Zeng Yunfeng was very helpless and did not expect that he would have to endure several tests when he first arrived in this place, not only the plane accident, but also hijacking, and those things.

Zeng Yunfeng sighed, tightened his backpack, and walked into a supermarket, but the supermarket was already a mess, the goods on the shelves were looted in a mess, and the cashier died in the corner of the door, Zeng Yunfeng saw At a glance, the blood was all over the ground, and the blood had already turned black. The cashier lying on the ground was a middle-aged Asian woman.

This man was shot and killed, and the big hole in the back of his head is very telling. In this world, this place, this country, this kind of thing happens frequently, and the lives of Asians are not their lives.

Beatings and insults are very common, especially in special difficult times, they will vent their emotions on the yellow people and rob them of their resources, just like a group of animals that can be slaughtered wantonly. Gunning Asians to death is not violent, but a common occurrence, as simple as harvesting a scalp for fifty cents, because these Asians have few thousand years of cultural influence The situation of resistance.

Zeng Yunfeng shook his head and walked towards the inside of the supermarket, and Zeng Yunfeng packed the compressed biscuits on the supermarket shelves into his backpack one by one. He also took some water from a non-raccoon city. Not yet polluted.

At the corner, he saw some kitchen utensils, among which he thought he would use short fruit knives later, so he picked seven or eight of them and put them in his backpack, and took five more from the shelf and put them in his pocket. on the waist.

I found another box of screwdrivers at Home Tools and put them in my bag.

When walking past the cash register, a large pack of lighters was taken from the shelf in front of the cash register.

Seeing the Asian middle-aged women who were already lying on the ground without making a sound, Zeng Yunfeng took out two hundred-dollar bills from his bag and patted them on the cash register table, then shook his head again.

Just as Zeng Yunfeng walked out of the supermarket, a police car roared past the entrance again, but it didn't stop at the entrance of the supermarket at all, even though the huge floor-to-ceiling windows at the entrance of the supermarket had been scattered all over the place.

Zeng Yunfeng suddenly remembered something, turned around and went back to the supermarket, took a Marlboro from the shelf, put it in his bag, and took another banknote. The money is not used now, and it is unlikely that he will be able to use it in the future.

Zeng Yunfeng came out again, with Marlboro in his mouth, a bag on his back, and a gun in his waist.

Before he died, he had a good time before talking, took out the lighter to light his own cigarette, and just after taking a puff, Zeng Yunfeng coughed violently, cough~~cough~.

Zeng Yunfeng took a look at his Marlboro, and found that the tar content on it was not particularly high. Why was it so choking when it was smoked?He didn't expect that this body couldn't smoke.

The sound of police cars roaring in the distance, one after another, never stopped, and then there were still explosions from time to time. Zeng Yunfeng wandered alone on the Green Forest Avenue, he didn't know his family and identity.

Now he has nowhere to go. His luggage was reimbursed the moment the plane crashed into the river. He looked at the places where his luggage was placed. There was nothing there. At the moment of impact, everything was gone. I don't know where the flight went. It is possible that those large luggage were placed in the luggage compartment, but the luggage compartment has now sunk into the river. He has no idea which one is his, so he has no way to talk about his identity.

He didn't know who he really was. This guy didn't even have a wallet, no money on him, and he didn't know where he went with his passport.

What a sad thing this is, to live in a world where no one knows.

At this time, he could only walk slowly on the Green Forest Avenue, one car after another roaring past, and the burning vehicles on the side of the road, none of these scenes could move him, he was out of tune with this world, absolutely Nothing to do.

Even if he saves those people, those people have nothing to do with him, and he has no desire to save them.

After smoking a cigarette, Zeng Yunfeng yawned. Now he actually wants to find a place to sleep instead of wandering outside.

There is a wallet in Zeng Yunfeng's backpack. The name of the white man is written in the wallet. The name of the white man is Smith. There is not much money in the wallet, only more than 1000 US dollars.

There are still a few bank cards in it, but Zeng Yunfeng doesn't know the password, and besides, it is estimated that after a while, the money here will not be very useful.

After a while, the entire World Bank may not be very useful. Zeng Yunfeng’s backpack is full of compressed biscuits and high-calorie food. He knows that the future will be very difficult, and these things will be the basic guarantee for his survival. He's going to grow up fast.

Those things that like to eat people unconsciously are very exhausting to fight. If you can get some guns, of course it would be the best.

Zeng Yunfeng walked along the road, hoping to find a weapon or gun shop, so that he could replenish his firepower. If he only relied on two Glock pistols, he would probably be swallowed by the tide of those man-eating things soon.

As soon as he walked to the intersection, he turned around, and the corner of Zeng Yunfeng's mouth turned up. In front of him, there was a plaque at the intersection of a street, with the words "The world is for the public" written on it.

This is Chinatown, and the most indispensable places in Chinatown are kitchens and restaurants. The kitchens and restaurants in Chinatown have inherited some Chinese kitchen operation models. These restaurants are indispensable for those kitchen knives and special types of knives. Those knives may be his favorite. Good weapon.

The chef's knives, let alone small zombies, can chop off a cow's head with one knife, but I hope he can find these things, and I hope these kitchens can have these things. If you can find similar things in these places The large knives of the saber are good.

Zeng Yunfeng walked to a place and stopped, and there was a burst of meaty smell from inside. He raised his eyes and glanced at it, and there was a few words written on the restaurant at the door, which was "Roujiamo mutton bone soup", and the corner of Zeng Yunfeng's mouth Check the tick, there must be no shortage of knives here.

Zeng Yunfeng opened the door and entered, the entire Roujiamo shop was silent, only some dim lights showed that the shop was opening, but the bloodstains at the door made Zeng Yunfeng's face serious, Zeng Yunfeng silently took out a gun from his waist , and his left hand touched the several fruit knives around his waist, and adjusted the handle of the knife to a comfortable position for drawing the knife.

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