The inner warehouse opened the first floor and the second floor, connected by a wooden ladder, surrounded by shelves, blocking the sight of other places.
Twelve men, each dressed in bells and whistles, stood on the edge of the second floor.
More than twenty women below, tied hands, joined together, squatted on the ground, eating hot bowls of noodles.
One by one describes withered, messy hair, gulping.
This is not the point. The point is that they don't have any strands, and on their backs, female slaves 1 to 24 are written with a red carbon pen.
Such a scene, even if Yang Hao has seen many island movies, he has never seen it.
With his eyes on the innermost part of the second floor, the burly man sitting on a big mattress, hugged left and right in his arms, his hands were very busy.
By the window not far away, there was a man holding a Type 95 assault, aiming at the outside.
When seeing Yang Hao and Chu Lingfeng coming, the twelve big men on the scene, lazily expressions, said:
"Old man Chu, don't you protect a few family members, do you want to get a share of the pie?"
"Hey, I think your daughter is pretty good, you can use two women to exchange for you. I'm tired of playing!"
"Old man, you have a lot of guns in your hand, and you have a super thug. If I were you, I would definitely be the king and hegemony. How can I be safe? Let people be bullied at will!"
A group of people didn't put him in the eyes of the former chairman of the big group, but all kinds of mockery.
"Boss, it's not good, the people in the car just outside have been killed in the supermarket!"
The man who was guarding the window turned around at this moment and shouted loudly.
The moment the words fell, the man on the mattress suddenly pushed away the two women beside him, his eyes like copper bells, staring at the two Yang Hao.
Twelve young people who were fooling around and teasing Chu Lingyun stood up at the same time, hula la all rushed to the window.
"Fuck, didn't you let you shoot them to death? I saw that Hummer, why did you let it go!"
The stout man rushed to the window, slapped his face on the little brother's face, cursing.
Grab the m95 assault and check the bullets inside.
The younger brother clutched his cheeks and replied tremblingly:
"Boss, they were too fast to react, so they rushed to the supermarket and couldn't get it!"
Eyes fell on Yang Hao at the door, his eyes gradually getting bigger, his face was covered with fear and trembling.
Fingers fell on them, opened their mouths, and said loudly:
"He... he, yes, just..."
Obviously very anxious, but too nervous to say a word!
However, the people around probably understood that the young man walking towards them with a long knife might be the one who just offended him.
Dong Li, a burly man, reacted extremely quickly. The m95 assault in his hand immediately aimed at Yang Hao, quickly pulling the bolt with his left hand, and shouting:
"Boy, say, who are you? Come over with Old Man Chu, do you want to grab the site?"
A group of second-rate men behind him immediately pulled out the fruit knives and pointed at Yang Hao, as if they were helping the boss.
Seeing the tense atmosphere, Chu Lingyun, who was standing by the door, immediately exited the door and ran to his own site quickly.
Greeting the five bodyguards, pick up the m95 on the ground assault, and quickly ran to the first floor.
There are their relatives and a super bodyguard, protecting all the food below.
The huge supermarket is divided into four parts, separated by various shelves, so that they do not violate each other.
They have fewer people and more guns, occupying a quarter, enough to support a year or a half.
Just when I got down, before I stood firm, I saw a stunning woman in white casual clothes holding a giant axe, strolling in, looking around with beautiful eyes.
On the other side, there was a charming woman wearing golden chain mail and holding a pair of knives, staring coldly in the direction.
In the other directions, through the gaps in the glass, you can see that someone outside is violently killing zombies.
They all use cold weapons, but their speed is shocking, as if the gods descended from the earth.
Almost everyone below was shocked by the sudden change, and their eyes fell on them.
Chu Lingyun knew that he must be the master who came in with Yang Hao.
Sure enough, it was terrible, and even the heat weapon was helpless, which was enough to show how terrifying the strength was.
They watched the changes, Gu Qingyi and Cai Jing glanced, then rushed to a specific location on the second floor.
The people who fired are on the second floor, and they probably know which direction to deal with first.
At this moment, Yang Hao on the second floor obviously had the opportunity to interrupt the movement of the sex ghost pulling the bolt, but he did not.
I want to test whether my current self can be faster than a bullet.
At least, he is faster than the person who fired the gun, and after he has escaped, he can kill!
Therefore, his face is indifferent, but his eyes are staring at the fingers of the colored ghost, ready to strike at any time.
An icy voice spread in the air:
"I don't care who the old man Chu is! You just shot me and your subordinates, you have to pay the price! How big is your head if you dare to covet my Hummer?"
With the sound, Yang Hao kept moving forward without stopping.
The long knife in his hand swings gently, and his wrist is extremely flexible.
When the pervert heard what he said, he knew it was the people just outside.
Unexpectedly, they would actually come in, let alone, with a long knife in their hands, they would dare to challenge themselves
"Boy, do you think you are awesome? When I have a fire stick in my hand?"
The pervert raised the m95-style assault with both hands, and asked coldly:
"I have a gun in my hand, and there are people around me. What can I do if I want your car?"
He wanted to see if Yang Hao was bluffing, or had real talents, and his eyes had been aimed at him.
Unexpectedly, Yang Hao still approached unhurriedly, playing with a long knife in his hand, bringing out slices of knives.
The voice of contempt was extremely contemptuous, and at the same time came:
"M95 is in your hands, how is it different from a fire stick? You immediately jump off, and I will not blame it! Otherwise, my broad knife has not been bloodied, and today I can't say to open the meat!"
The voice was full of domineering and threatening, and there was no room for change.
The twelve second-rate men standing beside the pervert, seeing him so arrogant, all of them exploded in an instant.
"Boy, there are all zombies below, do you want us to feed the zombies? Stupid!"
"Grass, so many of us, let's go together and kill him!"
"It's paralyzed, it's too pretending to force him, fuck him!"
It's just that they are all shouting, their voices match one by one, but no one actually stepped forward.
Facing the terrifying long knife in Yang Hao's hand, a group of small gangsters had long been persuaded.
However, at this moment, there was the voice of a pervert:
"Go on, hack him to death for me! Throw it down! Whoever hacked him to death, I will give him four beauties, just do it!"
The pervert is worthy of being a pervert, and even the rewards are unremarkable.
However, in the last days, women can really be goods, and even the most effective currency.
Twelve people immediately rushed up.
With a fruit knife in his hand, he stabbed Yang Hao.
Just as they were about to encircle Yang Hao, the m95 assault in the hand of the pervert suddenly ejected a bullet.
Passing through the top of a little brother's head, he shot Yang Hao's forehead directly.