Just reborn Two-dimensional, doomsday

The snow was still falling, and the snowflakes accumulated on the ground almost covered the calves of normal people.

After thinking about it several times, Jiang Daozhen finally thought of a well-informed person in this regard.

In a deserted hotel, broken glass can be seen everywhere, as well as completely inactive blood.

Makoto Ejima was standing in front of a room on the second floor, Yao Amamiya and Saeko Busushima were a few steps behind him.

"Da da da!"

Being looked at by them like this, Jiang Dao was really stressed, so he knocked on the door quickly.

Once, twice, three times, even though there was no response from the room, he continued to knock.

Finally, a questioning voice came from inside, which sounded a bit hoarse.

"Who?"

"Don't talk nonsense, can't you see it through the cat's eyes?" Jiang Dao responded grumpily.

Chapter 273. Doomsday, it’s not that simple

"What's the matter with me?"

Even if Jiang Dao's tone was really bad, the voices in the room were still unhurried, without the slightest hint of anxiety.

"Looking for something from you."

Even if he wanted to kick open the door, Jiang Daozhen could only hold back his temper.

He knew that if he really did this, he would definitely be shot.

"clatter!"

The door finally opened, Amamiya Yao and Busujima Saeko saw clearly the appearance of the people inside.

It was an old man in his 60s, wearing extremely thick clothes all over his body, and he was constantly looking at them with a pair of cloudy eyes.

"Come in." The old man glanced at Jiang Dama, and snorted coldly, "Boy from the Dragon Ball team, be more polite in the future, let's forget it this time."

After that, he turned around and walked back, sitting on an old-fashioned rocking chair, waiting for them to take the initiative to explain their visit.

"I want to know if there is an auction house near here?"

"If you can buy women, don't recommend low-level places..."

"What?" The old man was taken aback for a moment, looking at Jiang Dao with a slightly ambiguous gaze.

"You kid..."

He didn't finish his sentence because there were two unopened packs of cigarettes in his hand.

"Is it enough?" Yu Gongyao said lightly.

The current situation is unknown, and he is too lazy to waste time on arguing.

"Enough is enough, but are you sure?" The old man was silent for a moment, as if he understood who spoke the most here.

Among other things, the two packs of cigarettes in his hand are enough to explain a lot of things.

There are many things that can be traded in Doomsday, and cigarettes are definitely a rare hard currency.

Ordinary survivors are definitely not so generous, and they are two packs in one shot.

"Since when do intelligence dealers care about the safety of their customers?" Yu Gongyao said with a smile, "You just lead the way, even if something happens to us, you won't be involved."

The old man frowned and looked at the three of them again.

Just when Jiang Dao was about to lose his patience completely, he nodded slowly.

"Row."

Indeed, even if the three of Yu Gongyao were all dead, it had nothing to do with him.

Now that the payment has been received, he has no reason not to do things.

"Put this on and come with me."

Completely different from the casualness just now, he stood up straight to the box in the corner, and fumbled out three masks from inside.

"This is...?"

Looking at the mask made of unknown material in her hand, Saeko Busujima couldn't help but glance at Yao Amamiya.

"It's not like." Yu Gongyao shook his head, knowing what she thought of.

The three masks the old man gave him looked exquisite, but they were not expensive, and in terms of style, they were very different from the animal masks of the group of intelligent bodies.

It would be a bit rash to associate the two parties with each other because they are both masks.

.....

But where they were going next, the three couldn't help hesitating.

"Old guy, are you sure?"

Looking down at the manhole cover at his feet, Jiang Dao was really dumbfounded.

Co-authored a half-circle around the road, and then shoveled the snow, just to find this ghost thing?

What are we going to do now?

Can't steal the manhole cover?

"Ah."

The old man smiled disdainfully and did not answer his question. He raised the steel bar in his hand and slammed it down.

"when!"

The other end of the manhole cover was tilted up, and he grabbed it with one hand, and then said: "Okay, let's go down."

"you......"

Jiang Dao really wanted to ask something more, so Amamiya Yao and Busujima Saeko just bent down and got in.

"Haven't you seen the sewer?"

Their behavior finally made the old man confirm his conjecture, looking at Jiang Dao with a slightly mocking gaze, "Your boy is really just a guide."

Even if he is a fool, he should understand the current situation by now, not to mention that Jiang Dao is really not stupid.

He got into the sewer with a dark face, followed by the old man.

The manhole cover was closed again, and after a while it was covered with snowflakes again.

Because it was winter, the water tunnel was extremely cold and damp, and a layer of frost formed on the climbing ladder.

After climbing down in the dark for a while, the four of them finally reached the ground.

"Da da da!"

The sound of the lighter kept echoing in the dark tunnel, until a dim light came on, and Yao Yugong could see the surrounding environment clearly.

Some water stains remained in the tunnel, presumably from the rain a while ago.

Other than that, it was fairly clean, and the messy footprints on the ground proved that they were not the first batch of people to enter here.

"There is something I have to warn you in advance."

The light from the candle only illuminated half of the old man's face. The dim environment and his wrinkled face gave him a gloomy look.

Noticing that the eyes of the three were focused on him, the old man continued, "I'm only responsible for taking you to the auction house. What happens after that has nothing to do with me, even if you die."

"Of course, if you regret it now, just go back the same way."

The information revealed by these words is not too much, and at least it made Yu Gongyao confirm one thing.

First of all, the auction house is not safe, and there are murders.

Seeing that they didn't respond, the old man didn't say much, he took out a candle from his coat and lit it, and began to lead the way.

Following behind him, Yu Gongyao looked at the surrounding environment and asked lightly: "This place should be more than just an auction house, right?"

"Naturally." The old man didn't turn his head, "The place is so big, you can find everything you can think of here."

"People can still live, live, and play here... In short, as long as you have enough currency, all your needs can be met here, and zombies don't need to worry, and someone will naturally deal with them."

Accompanied by his chanting, several people had passed through several tunnel entrances, and the surroundings were no longer empty.

There are those who are led like them, and there are also solo travelers. The only thing in common is that everyone wears a mask on their faces.

Yu Gongyao shook his head slightly, feeling an illusion in his heart.

It seems that these people are not in the doomsday at this time, but are going to participate in a very hidden banquet.

This feeling is ridiculous.

After a while, the old man's pace slowed down, "I'll take the road here, and what you want is right ahead."

At the end of the opening ahead, the light from the candle was unusually bright.

"It's just to lead the way, and you need two packs of cigarettes?" Jiang Dao was really a little annoyed.

However, among the people waiting behind them, a mocking laugh sounded, "Those in front, if you don't want to go in, get out of the way, don't waste our time."

"Boy, don't blame me for not reminding you..."

The old man frowned, put his mouth close to Jiang Daozhen's ear, and lowered his voice to a minimum, "It's not a good thing to be short here, I think you are just a guide, don't make trouble for your benefactor."

"Okay, Enoshima, let's go." Amamiya Yao waved his hand, and walked forward side by side with Saeko Busushima arm in arm.

Helpless, Jiang Dao really could only keep up slowly.

As for the unfriendly gazes from behind, he didn't care.

If someone dares to break their minds, he will ask for it.

It is estimated that there will be a lot of blood for this trip, and it was paid by Yugong in advance, so it is best to recover some of the cost.

Thinking of this, he looked at the shoulder bag that Yu Gongyao got from somewhere in front of him, shook his head, and dismissed the idea of ​​asking.

Everyone had their own secrets, and he wasn't bad enough to have to figure it out.

"Yao-jun, here...is interesting." Saeko Busujima said softly.

"Are you interested in this kind of place?" Yu Gongyao was slightly taken aback.

"No, it just feels fresh."

"After that, I will accompany you to go shopping elsewhere."

Yu Gongyao smiled slightly, the team members said so, how could he not know what to say at this time?

"Yeah." Saeko Busujima nodded slightly, the corners of her lips curled upwards.

Just as the three of them were about to cross the tunnel, people at both ends of the tunnel stopped them, "Wait, newcomer?"

Yu Gongyao raised his eyebrows, "Yes."

He didn't know the rules here, but based on the ins and outs of the old man who just led the way, one thing was basically certain.

The order here is not good, and there are things like killing people and looting supplies.

Therefore, you have to be tough, but regular customers and newcomers are difficult to pretend. If the other party wants to ask, there is a high probability that they will reveal their secrets.

In this way, there is no need to lie.

Two people who were similar to watching the scene looked at each other, and one of them said, "Guns are not allowed here, and we will keep them for you for the time being."

After all, they walked over directly, making Yugong Yaoda's eyes turn cold.

It would be fine if he was a little more polite, he is not rare in weapons such as pistols, even if the other party is greedy, it doesn't matter, it's just an admission fee.

However, the opponent dared to extend his hand directly, and one of them was still coming towards his team members.

This... I can't bear it anymore.

"Bang!!!"

The loud sound gives the illusion of a tunnel vibrating.

The hearts of those watching from behind jumped, and they stared blankly at the scene ahead.

"you......"

The remaining spectator raised his trembling hand, wiped the blood stains on his face, and then looked at the colleague lying aside in the corner with his head opened, his legs trembling and shaking non-stop.