Chapter 565 (1/2)

The fierce fight came faster than Dong Qing imagined.

The fight of wild animals is often more decisive than that of humans. Several fierce things fight and kill.

The living dead bite directly into the eyes of the mutant mouse, and the mutant mouse often aims its front teeth at the throat of the living dead.

Seeing the fighting between two groups of creatures gradually spread to him, Dong Qingxin knew that he should take advantage of the chaos and run away.

Moving to the side bit by bit, Dong Qing plans to slip away from the shops next to the street.

The dilapidated fruit shop didn't even have a vegetable leaf. It was in a mess. Dong Qing's eyes lit up. He saw a transparent window, which was about one square meter, and could barely let him through.

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The once bustling Shengli road street is now dilapidated to the extreme. A series of rear end cars have blocked the main road of the street.

Many cars have been charred and lost their last use value. What can Dong Qing find from the ashes of the car wreckage?

Without staying in place, Dong Qing half bent over and went to the established goal.

Ten minutes later, under the eyes of the two swimming living dead, Dong Qing entered the shop dangerously.

His clothes full of gasoline smell are really helpful. The living dead mainly rely on the smell to find food. If the end of the world just comes, the living dead may come to have a look because of his gasoline smell.

But now the streets are full of scrapped cars, and the smoky smell of gasoline makes the living and dead people avoid it. These animals don't have a brain, but they still have the ability to make simple judgments.

After being smoked by gasoline for many times, these animals will gradually stay away from places with gasoline.

Compared with Dong Qing's last visit, this small shop has changed a lot. The rows of toilet paper in the window are missing and replaced by a pile of paper scraps.

Dong Qing's face is a little ugly, which indicates that new survivors have found this place.

The small shop is located in an alley at the door of the community. Usually, it should do business against a window facing the street. Now the window is blocked by the front of a rear-end car. Dong Qing thought this place would not be found.

We still can't underestimate others. Dong Qing sighed. He didn't give up looking in.

Anyway, the small shop is also a place to sell things. He doesn't believe that it was emptied by others in just three days.

Although there was only one thing when he came last time

Kung Fu pays off. When Dong Qing was rummaging around looking for food, an iron plate hidden under the table was touched by him.

"Cluck!" The sound of the iron plate hitting the ground made Dong Qing discover this secret place.

There is an iron lock hanging on the iron plate. Isn't it Dong Qing? He took out the slender crowbar from his sleeve. Dong Qing stuffed the crowbar into the iron lock buckle and rubbed a twist with his arms.

"Up!" Dong Qing blushed and used all her strength.

"Snap!" The iron lock was broken from the inside.

"Huhu" Dong Qing gasped and recovered. His wound had just been torn open a little.

There was a bit of crisp pain in the tear, which didn't slow down Dong Qing's speed. After recovering his strength, he quickly opened the iron plate, and there was a cube space below.

With an area of one square meter and a height of 1.5 meters, it seems to be a temporary small warehouse of the store.

Dong Qing's face flushed with excitement because he saw three bags of white flour and two boxes of ham sausage.

After not eating meat for more than two months, Dong Qing's mouth faded out. He picked up two ham intestines and ate them in three or two mouths.

Two ham intestines just make Dong Qing's abdomen slightly hot. He doesn't dare to eat too much, which will affect his running speed.

Looking at the bags of noodles, Dong Qing was worried. The bag of noodles was estimated to be forty or fifty kilograms. He could carry it on his back, but he didn't have to run away with it. He just went to the living dead and waited for death.

Finally, after considering for a few seconds, Dong Qing took out a plastic bag from his backpack and filled it with a full bag.

Dong Qing estimated that the flour in such a plastic bag would only be enough for the three of them to eat three or four meals. Even if they had one meal a day, they would eat it quickly.

Something called greed breeds in Dong Qing's heart.

Gritting his teeth, he put another plastic bag. Dong Qing put the flour from the two plastic bags into the bag on his back.

Back to back, Dong Qing shrugged, a little heavy, which undeniably affected some of his running speed.

In addition to flour, Dong Qing took out two bundles from the box of ham sausage.

Xiaoya is hungry and thin, and the little girl Zhao Zhenzhen is seriously malnourished. Dong Qing feels it necessary for them to make up for it.

After taking all this, Dong Qing covered the cellar with an iron plate again.

Everyone is selfish before the end of the day. In order to avoid being discovered again, Dong Qing took great pains to move a broken sofa and press the iron plate.

The canteen is messy and messy everywhere. If you don't leave snacks, you may not be able to notice where the broken sofa is.

Dong Qing can only bet that the survivors who came here did not find this change.