Seeing Shen Feng frowning, Yinghuo showed a stunned expression and shouted to the surroundings:

"Everyone, come out, he is not a barbarian, he is my savior!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound in the surrounding ruins, and figures emerged from various broken walls.

These people were both men and women, and their clothes were equally tattered, made of bark, plastic, and all kinds of messy things, but they were relatively clean.

Although some people have obvious disabilities and mutations, such as stooping or hunchback, there are no too weird signs of mutation.

Moreover, everyone has a young face, with almost no middle-aged people between ten and thirty years old.

Seven or eight men armed with iron bars and knives gathered around and looked at Shen Feng warily, as if they were about to swarm up and fight him at any moment.

At first, a strong man with a scar on his face frowned and said:

"Yinghuo, we are already very tolerant in accepting you as an outsider, but you still dare to bring people into the town casually! What if he is a bandit?"

A thin man with a sinister face next to him immediately said:

"That's right, do you want our town to be massacred by those bandits!?"

Yinghuo said quickly:

"Don't worry, everyone, Shen Feng is not a bandit. He also saved me from the bandits."

Then he whispered to Shen Feng next to him: "Don't worry, we are all good people who don't eat people."

With that said, he handed his tied hands to Shen Feng and motioned for him to untie them.

Shen Feng couldn't help but feel speechless.

When did the standard for good people get so low?

Naturally, he could tell that the people in Wuming Town were not approachable and kind neighbors.

Immediately, he untied the rope from Yinghuo's hand, clenched his right fist, his muscles swelled rapidly, and the back of his hand became petrified. Then he punched out loudly, creating a deep hole in the brick wall next to him!

Then he turned around and looked at the leader Scar expressionlessly, and said, "I don't mean any harm."

In his eyes, there was a hint of warning and murderous intention.

He doesn't believe that there are any good men and women in this apocalyptic world. Perhaps the quickest way is to kill people to establish authority!

Several of Scar's men couldn't help but look horrified. This man was so powerful that he was almost like a barbarian.

The surrounding townspeople who were watching the excitement shrank their heads, as if they were thinking about what it would be like if this punch hit them on the head.

Scar did not retreat, but narrowed his eyes, waved his hand, and motioned for his men to surround Shen Feng:

"Who are you? What are you doing in town? What is in the bag? Did you snatch it from somewhere?"

Being strong is nothing, it's still nothing but bare hands.

The knives in their hands are real things. Even barbarians will bleed if they are stabbed by a knife.

The bag on the other party's back is almost brand new. It was probably just found in a ruins. There is definitely good stuff in it!

Scar couldn't help but lick his lips greedily.

Yinghuo waved her hands anxiously: "Misunderstanding, this must be a misunderstanding. He is really a good person. He also gave me delicious food. He is not a gangster!"

Then he suddenly turned his head, the expression on his face had turned grim, he took out a small knife from his clothes, held it tightly, and whispered in Shen Feng's ear:

"The mayor is not here, and this bastard Scar seems to be trying to rob us. Let's kill him."

Shen Feng nodded calmly, controlled the muscles on his body to slowly squirm, and hardened the skin little by little. He casually unhooked his backpack from his back, took out a box of unopened Taishan, and said:

"What's in the bag...there are cigarettes."

Hearing these two words, everyone present couldn't help but take a breath. Even Yinghuo's eyes widened and he was stunned when he looked at the box of cigarettes in Shen Feng's hand.

"Cigarettes! He has cigarettes!"

"Oh my god, a whole box of cigarettes! How much does this... how much does this cost!?"

"I have never seen smoke in my life. Is this really the legendary smoke? Let me see!"

"This is a prehistoric sacred object, priceless! It is said that among some powerful tribes, one cigarette can be exchanged for five slaves!"

"..."

Shen Feng was a little surprised to see how much people valued a pack of cigarettes.

As expected before, industrial products like cigarettes are indeed the hard currency in the wasteland.

Scar swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes full of greed, and asked: "What else?"

This outsider actually has so many good things, he will definitely give it away!

Shen Feng smiled slightly and said, "There is also a bottle of wine, come and take a look."

As he spoke, he put his hand into his bag and grasped the handle of the tungsten steel dagger.

Hearing that there was also the legendary wine, Scar's breathing became rapid, and he immediately strode over and waved to the surrounding men.

He has made up his mind that no matter where this kid comes from, he will be robbed!

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound of a heavy object hitting the ground, and Scar immediately stopped after taking two steps.

Everyone around them also looked a little scared and looked in the direction of the sound.

In front of a relatively intact house, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties walked out. His face was full of wrinkles, his hair was gray, but his expression was not angry or intimidating.

In his hand, he was holding a double-barreled shotgun. The long barrel of the gun was stuck on the ground, reflecting black light in the sun.

"It's the mayor!" Yinghuo called out softly, her face immediately relaxed a lot, and she introduced to Shen Feng in a low voice:

"He is the oldest old man in the town. He is already thirty-five years old. He is the guardian of order. The thing in his hand is the legendary Holy Spear. It is said that he brought it back from exploring the Death Forest when he was young. Just point at someone and you can kill someone!"

The mayor asked in a deep voice: "Scar, what's going on?"

Scar's expression was a little flustered at this time: "Mayor, it's like this... this... outsider... has an unknown origin. I'm... checking to see if he is... this... bandit..."

"Would a deserter carry so many treasures with him?"

"No...it won't..."

The mayor nodded: "Then he is not a bandit. Let's all disperse. Our territory welcomes all people who abide by the rules."

"Yes..." Scar immediately waved his hand and left dejectedly with several of his men.

The mayor nodded slightly to Shen Feng, gave him a warning look, and then turned around and returned to the room behind him.

Shen Feng secretly expressed regret and released his hand holding the dagger.

But there is also a sense of relief in my heart.

Human beings in the apocalyptic wasteland have not completely turned into beasts fighting only for survival. They still retain civilization and order.

Yinghuo said:

"The mayor has already spoken. No one will make things difficult for you. Shen Feng, let me take you to visit Wuming Town? This is one of the largest towns, with more than 500 people!"

Shen Feng said:

"Take me to the store first, I want to sell some things."

A few minutes later, they appeared in a building that looked like a junkyard.

The surrounding area is filled with various discarded steel components and waste from prehistoric civilization. There are also rows of dried meat of unknown types hanging on the roof, as well as some furs and plastic strips.

This is the store in Wuming Town.

The shop owner had already met Shen Feng just now. When he saw Shen Feng appear in his shop, he was all smiles.

He had heard with his own ears that the other party had the legendary cigarettes and wine!

Shen Feng opened the box of cigarettes, took out one, put it under his nose, smelled it, and said to the eager shopkeeper:
Chapter completed!