His feet were nailed to the ground. The man was convulsing in pain, but he had to hold on to his trembling calves. He looked at the fat man looking down at him in horror. The fat man pressed down on the fat on his belly and squatted down with great effort.

He patted the man's skinny cheek with his fat paws, and said cheerfully, "Fat brother is kind enough to remind you, why can't you learn to behave~!"

The beaming voice suddenly changed, and the insidious words shook the man's heart like a cold wind, "Anyone who dares to call me a fat man is either dead or dead. So do you want to die? Or do you want to die? Or do you want to die?"

??”

"No, no, no, no..." The man trembled and shook his head. He was so frightened that he had tears and snot in his nose. Suddenly, he trembled all over, and yellow liquid seeped out from his crotch. The fat man stood up and backed away in a hurry, and a foul smell immediately wafted up.

The fat man frowned in disgust and looked sideways at the dumbfounded boy lying on the ground, "He is your father??"

The young man nodded blankly, and the fat man touched his chin, "Give you a chance, what are you going to do with him?"

When the man heard this, he immediately looked at the young man fiercely, as if he dared to kill him without asking for mercy. The young man's expression was a little dazed, and he couldn't react at all for a while, but the fat man said coolly, "I can let you go if you beg for mercy."

He, anyway, that biscuit is a reward for you. He is your father, so you can eat it, but you will probably have to work harder to feed him in the future. Tsk~tsk~, I don’t know if your mother can

Hold on until then."

The boy's face gradually turned gray as the fat man said it. Although the base would distribute a black steamed bun every day, with this beastly father around, his and his mother's steamed buns would be snatched away before they even warmed their hands. Mother had already

They are about to starve to death. Are their mother and son destined to be oppressed and enslaved by this beast and struggle in pain until they die?

No, he doesn't want this!

The young man's confused eyes gradually became firm, even with a look of despair. He lowered his eyes and slowly got up from the ground. Although his face was still pale, he quietly patted the clothes clean.

Dust lowered his head and said, "Can you give me a weapon?"

The fat man nodded with satisfaction, and with a move of his fat claws, a long and thin thorn appeared in his hand. The young man took the thorn and took a deep breath. He suddenly roared and rushed towards the man.

His feet were pinned and he couldn't move at all. He subconsciously raised his hands to grab the boy. The boy was small and thin, and was a little embarrassed by the man. But the boy ignored it and smashed the ground thorn in his hand towards the man.

The man wailed and roared in pain. "How dare you, the bastard of a bitch, attack me? I can't be killed... haha~!"

Before he could finish his cruel words, a ground thorn stabbed him hard in the middle of his eyebrow. The young man was so angry that he had so much strength that he nailed the man to the ground. The man refused to close his eyes until he died, not understanding his son who had been beaten by his slave.

How could you have so much courage to kill yourself - this is unscientific!!

As soon as the man died, the young man sat on the ground as if he had collapsed, staring blankly at his dead father. Suddenly, he burst into tears. This time he cried heartily, like a child, crying all the despair he had felt for so long.

and unwillingness.

If it were before the apocalypse, patricide would definitely lead to imprisonment, and maybe even shooting. But now, the onlookers didn't give the young man any extra attention except their indifferent eyes. At most, they just sighed and asked for more ashes in the garbage dump.

If a corpse is thrown out of the base, it will attract zombies. If it is placed inside the base, it will putrefy and deteriorate, causing a plague. So, if someone dies, the escort team will come to collect the corpse, and then find a fire-type superpower to throw a fireball and burn it.

Just throw the ashes to the garbage dump, which is convenient, fast and environmentally friendly.

In other words, the registration when entering the base is just a formality, just to look more formal and to discover talents such as superpowers and evolvers. Ordinary poor people are never within the scope of the base's senior management.

Soon the four escorts arrived. Looking at the blood-stained scene and the thorns on the dead man's feet, they understood that this must be an unlucky poor man who got into trouble with a superpower. No matter which base he was in, superpowers were everywhere.

Of course, the members of the escort, a privileged group, would not offend a person with supernatural powers for the sake of an unknown poor man, so they ignored the crying young man sitting on the ground and silently dragged the body away.

Three people dragged the body, leaving one guard behind who said happily to the fat man, "Why are you causing trouble just after you entered the base?"

The fat man blinked and squinted his eyes, and suddenly realized, "Aren't you the one standing guard at the door?" He said that the newcomers had to hand over supplies.

"Yes, yes, it turns out you remember me. I am Gu Yumo, from the second escort team. If you have anything, you can come to me anytime." The fat man is the person brought back by Black Butler and Yang Bin. It is convenient for others.

, Gu Yumo doesn't mind giving the other party some convenience within the scope of his duties.

The fat man naturally accepted the other party's favor and said cheerfully, "No problem, let's have dinner together when we have time."

Even though the meal was just a blank check, Gu Yumo still left very satisfied.

The fat man waited patiently for the young boy to get tired of crying and gradually turn into sobbing. Then he scratched his head and said, "Do you think we should continue shopping?"

The young man immediately got up from the ground, rubbed his eyes in embarrassment, and said shyly, "I'm sorry, and thank you."

The fat man shrugged, without comment, and changed the subject, "You can just call me fat man, but you can't call me fat man."

"Uh..." The young man seemed a little incapable of understanding the fat man's cold jokes. He whispered, "My name is Juya."

The fat man touched his chin and said, "The surname Ju is quite rare."

The young man looked a little ugly and said mockingly, "This is the only inheritance I inherited from that beast."

After solving a serious problem, the young man felt a little better and said, "I wonder where you want to go next?"

Although the Jiangdong base is a large base, there is really nothing worth visiting. When the end of the world comes, even people with super powers are running for survival and food. All entertainment seems to have become legends. Of course, in order to satisfy the special hobbies of some upper-class people

, there are entertainment venues in the Jiangdong base, but they are definitely not suitable for children to visit, so Juya decisively ignored these places under the pure eyes of the three children.

Neither the apartment buildings, villas nor the slums were of any interest to the fat man. He thought about it and said, "Let's go to the exchange and have a look."

Therefore, the economic base determines the superstructure. Looking at the popularity of the exchange, you can probably estimate the strength of the Jiangdong base.

Juya nodded, and dutifully took his children, one adult and three children, to visit the street stalls. Although the street stalls were all hawkers who couldn't afford to rent a stall at the exchange, you could still find good things sometimes in such a mixed place. Of course, this

It requires considerable eyesight.

The fat man looked all the way. The stalls were really full of things. There were all sorts of things. They sold bowls and chopsticks, small notebooks and books, clothes and pants, and brooches, rings, and earrings.

There are trinkets shops. There are even shops selling thermos cups, hot water bottles, semiconductor radios, etc. Of course, all the above goods are old products. If they were new, there would be no need to set up a stall here.

The stall owners all sat silently, with their heads lowered, or looking at the people passing by with hopeful eyes, but none of them opened their mouths to solicit business. The same thing is true. In case you encounter a weirdo with a bad temper.

For those who are capable, missing an arm or a leg is nothing more than a trivial matter.

The fat man walked around silently. He didn't see anything that aroused his interest. Originally, he wanted Juya to take him to the exchange directly, but when he looked back, he saw that the three little kids were gone. The fat man was startled and hurriedly

He turned around and looked around. Fortunately, although the small square was large, there were no buildings blocking his view. He immediately saw three children standing in front of a certain stall.

The fat man immediately ran over and looked around. It turned out to be a stall selling rings, earrings and brooches. To be honest, real money and silver are not easy to use these days. You can't eat when you are hungry and you can't drink when you are thirsty. It has a better value-preserving effect.

It is impossible to say who would exchange energy-filled crystal cores for such waste products. Therefore, although the things on this stall look genuine at first glance, there is no business.

Three children stood in front of the stall and refused to leave. The stall owner just raised his eyelids and didn't care. Only women who love vanity and children who like shiny things would take a second look at the jewelry. But now there are no gold, silver or jewelry.

The crystal core is valuable. No woman would be extravagant enough to exchange food for jewelry, and the same goes for children. No prodigal son would exchange food for useless jewelry for the sake of his children.

Only in line with the principle of not causing trouble, the stall owner did not drive the child away. So, when the fat man ran over in a hurry, the stall owner said he was very lucky. Fortunately, he did not bully the child with high ambition and low hand, otherwise...

"What are you three looking at?" The fat man said panting, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Little Daimao is currently in a fugue, his expression is blank and he has not heard the fat man's question at all. Sangsang is a zombie and is not very proficient in human language. He is trying to actively understand. Mengmeng squatted down and grabbed the sapphire brooch with one claw and the other.

Holding two pure gold rings, he retracted his paws and hid them under his knees, and then looked up at the fat man.

Fatty: "Uh..."

The stall owner's eyes immediately lit up, he stood up and said, "These things are all genuine, you can just give them some food."

With so much real money for sale, the stall owner's net worth before the apocalypse will naturally not be bad. However, after the apocalypse, he will have no powers or evolution, so he is just an ordinary survivor. Knowing that real money and silver are not easy to sell these days, he

Don’t be greedy for more, just make a good relationship.

The fat man scratched his head, squatted down with his fat belly, and said to Mengmeng in a good-tempered manner, "These things need to be exchanged for food, are you willing to give them?"

The cute little Pixiu baby has a bit of trouble with his eyes. Food can be exchanged for crystal nuclei and gold coins. Although real money and silver can be exchanged for RC coins at the farm, they are far less valuable than the crystal nuclei. It seems that exchanging food for these is not worth it.

, Fatty naturally understood what she meant, and said tentatively, "How about... you exchange it for the food we scavenged on the road? You don't like eating junk food anyway."

Mengmeng thought for a while, nodded, and reluctantly took out a bag of biscuits, a box of instant noodles, and a few ham sausages from her small backpack, then threw the gem brooch and ring into the small backpack, and picked up a bracelet and a necklace.

He put it hesitantly into his pocket, almost saying that these were just extravagances.

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[In this chapter, the little guard Gu Yumo is guest-starred by Gu Yumo's relatives, and the father-killing boy Juya is guest-starred by Julia Yaqin. Thank you for your support~~!] (To be continued. If you like
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