In the dimly lit shopping mall, Ling Mo and his group spread out and searched slowly, but they found very little.
This department store has been baptized many times, and many things were destroyed in the initial shock of the cataclysm, or rotting and stinking a little under the remains of the corpse.
The slightly better-looking bags of food were almost all hunted down by the locust-like survivors.
Lucy pulled a squashed bar of chocolate from a pile of suspicious condensation, glanced at it, and tangled for a while unwillingly.
After she finally threw this thing away regretfully, she looked up and saw Ling Mo's slightly playful eyes.
"Look at what? Did you find something better?" Lucy said angrily.
"That's not true, I just suddenly understood why you came to X city." Ling Mo smiled and said, "You are indeed short of supplies."
Lucy snorted and said: "X city is not much better. As for food, there is a shortage of food everywhere, I just feel it is a bit wasteful. The food I usually eat is too simple, and suddenly I see the one I liked before. Food is inevitably a little tempting... But there are other things, such as consumables like batteries, or X city is a bit more, after all, it is a provincial capital, and the number of factories and shops exceeds that of other towns by too much... "
"Actually, you can let the Air Force Corps help you explore the route. You don't need to work so hard."
Ling Mo kicked away a bunch of electrical appliances and said casually.
Lucy shook his head and said, "The Air Force Regiment is more domineering in cooperation because it has planes. In fact, whether it's our fire. Or the Falcon. We are more tolerant when cooperating with the Air Force Regiment. They are extremely good at intelligence gathering. A big advantage. Although the strength is not as good as us, the aircraft can be grabbed, how can the pilots grab them? It is completely impossible to receive them without bloodshed. However, we have no idea, and the Falcon may not be without. Therefore, the Air Force Corps Cooperating with us this time, it also means to warn the falcon. I said this, you should be able to understand?"
"You really didn't shy away from telling me anything... That's why. There is no absolute fairness in this world. Everything is based on strength." Ling Mo replied, "However, before,' "Strength" can represent many things, but now it's a lot simpler."
"You mean, money, power? Indeed, it's useless to fight father now. The only way to go is to work hard."
Lucy pondered for a while and said: "But... I'm afraid most people are still willing to live the life they used to... Don't talk about this. Say something else. If you are short of food, you can go to fire with me, and I can help You pay more. You may not know it, but City F is a food processing and production base, and there are still stocks in stock, just the taste and variety... "
"Don't be so polite, Lulu..." Ling Mo said with a smile, "I can't find it here, there are many opportunities to search on the road."
When this woman came to him on purpose, Ling Mo knew that she must have said this, but she didn't expect that with the character she showed, she could even say it in a euphemistic way. In Ling Mo's imagination, he thought that the woman would ask "Do you want to join in?", but when he refused, he was probably a little embarrassed...
"That's fine, I'm not forcing you." Lucy twitched the corners of her mouth and smiled.
Seeing that there was really nothing to find in the department store, Ling Mo and the others left after half an hour.
Just as they were leaving through the back door, two figures flashed into the building from the front door.
"Quinn, what do you think?"
The tattooed man wore a leather vest and stood in the shadows holding his muscular arms, looking at the iron armored man's body under his feet.
His eyes stayed on the wound on the iron man's head for a while, then frowned and looked towards the roof.
"What do I think..."
Quinn crossed his hips, squinted at the small hole, and then sneered: "There is a powerful person who double-killed these two idiots... Interesting."
"Have you thought of what power it is?"
The tattooed man tilted the iron armored man's head with his toes, then reached out and touched the small hole, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it: "It doesn't smell like gunpowder, and it doesn't look like it was pierced by some steel bar. what?"
"Don't keep asking me if I can do it! I don't know what kind of superpower it is just by looking at a wound. Maybe it's an ordinary human with great strength? Or maybe it's a killer or something..."
Quinn said angrily.
The tattooed man frowned, looked up at the top of his head again, "uh" for a while before slowly saying, "You... Are you sure that a normal killer can pierce the floor? This is not tofu... Even if it is tofu here. Scum engineering, it's not so easy to poke it..."
"Well, can you ignore me every time? Even if you ignore me, you can't ignore this fact..." The tattooed man cried in vain.
But Quinn had turned his head and turned on the walkie-talkie, shouting, "Brother Tiger."
The "Ziz" on the other end of the walkie-talkie took a while before the fat man's voice came intermittently: "Have you found Yan Shangfeng and the others?"
"They're dead," Quinn said.
The other end of the walkie-talkie paused for a few seconds, and the fat man asked again: "What's going on? It was clear from the investigation before that those people only had guns. With Yan Shangfeng's ability, it shouldn't go wrong..."
"Judging from the wounds, there may be two people who did this. One used some kind of weapon, the other is not clear. In addition, the zombies around here are gone, and it is certain that the helicopter has come. They may have left... ' Quinn's voice became a little more cautious when he said the last.
Fatty Tiger Brother was silent for a while, then asked in a low voice, "You mean, we lost our army after losing the lady?"
"It's like... it's like this..."
"Uh... Quinn, it doesn't have to be..."
The tattooed man walked to the window, looked at a street not far away, and said while holding his chin.
Quinn walked over slowly with the walkie-talkie, glanced at the street, his eyes flashed, and slowly said: "Brother Hu, there are six people on the other side. We need support..."
"Very good, keep an eye on them for me. This time, you must get it back with the profit!"
After putting down the walkie-talkie, Quinn and the tattooed man looked at each other, then quickly turned around and ran downstairs...
Through the window, I can just see Ling Mo and his group walking slowly along the empty street...
After sending Liu Baodong and his party away, Ling Mo's goal became the next one: escort Lucy to Century City.
However, since Lucy had to investigate and record the route along the way, it was not a simple hurry.
Forty-eight hours later, Liu Baodong will take Ling Mo's reward to the Century City by helicopter and pick up Lucy.
"I feel a little depressing to think that I'm going to be with you all by myself for so long..."
Lucy walked beside Ling Mo and said.
"Forbearance is over at this time, everything has a first time..." Ling Mo said while pulling Ye Lian.
"Can you not say such things in such a natural tone..." Lucy sighed, then glanced at Yu Shiran and then at Ye Lian's third daughter.
Her skin was soft and fair, and every body contained a very violent aura, and the eyes she looked at her also contained a hint of gloom...
Lucy lowered her head slowly, a thoughtful look in her eyes.
"That... can I ask, how did you get together?" Lucy finally couldn't help but asked tentatively.
Ling Mo touched his chin, thought for a while, and said, "Because I'm very attractive..."
"… "
Ye Lian nodded at the side: "Well..."
"It's unstoppable," Li Yalin added.
"I can't wait to combine the two into one..." Shana said with the corners of her mouth raised.
Yu Shiran stared at Ling Mo and looked at it carefully for a while, then showed a very longing look, and licked her lips...
Lucy stared at the group of people dumbfounded and said, "It's my fault, I shouldn't have asked..."