[End Times] After becoming a demon

City S gathering place was established in the original high-tech development zone, the development zone itself is not densely populated, the leadership team of the gathering place has been working on the construction of city wall defense measures, so when seeing the city wall of the gathering place nearly 5 meters high, Zhou Tuo Both Zhou Qinghe and Zhou Qinghe opened their mouths in shock.

Song Nuo looked at the periphery of the prototype of the S City gathering place in front of him, and his heart was full of complicated thoughts.

In fact, the gathering place of City S was not very big at the beginning. In order to accommodate more people in the city, and to use local materials for the construction of the city wall, the walls and bricks that could be demolished in the city were almost demolished. It was a barren scene. The few high-rise buildings are the residences or offices of local officials, members of the military, research institutes and their families.

With a smile on the corner of Xiao Han's lips, he approached Song Nuo. He was very thin, and he looked more and more pitiful, "A Nuo." He said, "This is City S, do you remember? You found me in the refugee camp just outside the walls."

"Refugee camps" are people who have no way to pay for food or other living supplies. There are many people in this group. Because they were refused to enter the city, they gradually gathered outside the city. No.

Winter is coming that is several times colder than before the end of the world, and these people don't know how many people will be left.

Song Nuo ignored Xiao Han, his face was solemn, and the trading system continuously reminded him that there were multiple tradable targets nearby.He frowned and pondered for a while, and finally walked towards the refugee camp.

Xiao Han's heart moved, and he wanted to follow him, but Zhou Tuo and Zhou Qinghe firmly held him down. His dark eyes flickered, and he finally stayed obediently, staring at Song Nuo's back, with unknown meaning in his eyes.

Among the few of them, except for Xiao Han, the other three have a condensed aura, and they are not easy to provoke at first glance, and three of them are carrying bulging backpacks, but after seeing the bloodstains on these people and the cold light on the blade At that time, those hungry and thirsty people with crazy eyes in the refugee camp only stirred for a moment and then quickly calmed down.

Dozens of pairs of eyes closely followed Song Nuo, constantly looking at his body and backpack.

Song Nuo didn't care. These people with green eyes are used to eating human flesh. People in this kind of refugee camp are also divided into three or six grades. Some of them will go out to hunt corpses in the corpse hunting team in the city. Time to follow behind, pick something to fill their stomachs, these people are often the fastest to die, but there are also people who survived and saved enough food to enter the city wall; there are also some people who are waiting for the order After suffering from hunger or illness, they swarm up to snatch corpses and eat human flesh to survive. These people are the craziest and strongest in the refugee camp; They eat fur, grass, and soil. This group of people has the largest number and is the weakest.

A mother and son were sitting by the city wall. Although their faces were filthy and their clothes were extremely ill-fitting, their sitting posture was very different from that of other people around them. The mother's waist was straight in this environment Standing straight, he was looking tenderly at the five or six-year-old child in his arms, with tiredness, sorrow, and hope on his thin face.

This is not a place suitable for doing business, especially when Song Nuo stopped next to the mother and son, countless pairs of eyes were staring at him and the mother and son, and the mother and son didn't seem to notice the changes around them. , motionless, the child's dirty and black face could be seen flushing, and layers of blood scabs formed on his lips, he should have a high fever.

Song Nuo coldly glanced at those prying eyes, the blood-colored eyes made those people shrink back, but a few bold ones shouted loudly, "Look at his eyes! They are red!"

"He is infected! Let him go! Don't infect us!"

"Leave quickly!"

The dozen or so clamoring people looked like they had eaten human flesh, their cloudy eyes were full of crazy desire for fresh meat, and a few of them who were dominated by * couldn't wait to push Song Nuo.The mother and son had been coveted food for many days, and they didn't want their chance to have a good meal to be ruined by this outsider.

Hearing that this outsider might have been infected with the virus, all the hopeless people with disheveled faces felt resentment, and the shadow of death followed them closely. They were unable to change their situation, so they vented their anger on the person in front of them. On outsiders, it was like a little fire fell on their dry hearts, and then burned blazingly, burning away their reason.

People with bad eyes gathered around Song Nuo, more and more gathered, the noisy environment caused the suppressed violence in Song Nuo's heart to surge.

Zhou Tuo and Zhou Qinghe raised their hearts, and Xiao Han's gentle voice sounded, "Aren't you going to help?"

Zhou Qinghe frowned, this Xiao Han made people feel creepy when he laughed, he grabbed Zhou Tuo who was about to pick up his footsteps and walked towards Song Nuo, and shook his head at him.

Since Song Nuo went there alone, he must have his own considerations, and considering Song Nuo's perverted force, they might only cause trouble for him if they went.

Xiao Han's eyes were shining, his heart trembled slightly, and he covered his heart with his left hand, where excitement and anticipation were rolling.He sniffed the faint scent of herbs on his body, and smiled happily and eagerly.

Arnold, what will you do?Let me see how my time has worked out.

In Song Nuo's head, the reminders from the trading system kept coming, which made his patience to the extreme. He frowned, and chose the most obnoxious person with a relatively strong figure, and slapped him.

The white and flexible palm lightly patted the man's forehead.

"Ka——" The people who were not paying attention at first looked blankly at the man with bulging eyes, red and white filth coming out of his eyes, ears, and nose, his forehead was completely sunken, and his whole face changed. Shaped, fell down without humming.

"Ah——! Ah!" The first few people who reacted could not stop screaming.

"Killed——! Killed!"

"Ah-ah!"

With the shrill screams, some people fled away. These people were the lucky ones who escaped without killing a single zombie. They had been oppressed by the tense and oppressive environment of the last days after seeing such a bloody scene at first glance. The line of defense was completely broken, and they ran away like crazy.

Most of the people, like irritated beasts, retreated a few steps in fear, but they still stared at Song Nuo closely. Their nerves were stretched to the tightest, and they could step into madness at any time. .

Killed a person, the system actually reminded him that there are soul coins in the account, not many, only 1000. Song Nuo looked through the records, and it turned out that there was a trade partner who wanted this person to die, although Song Nuo had not made a contract with him yet However, Song Nuo killed the man, but the trade partner was still willing to give him any price, and the system charged him 10 years of life.

Song Nuo looked sideways, it was a man wrapped in a tattered sheet, his exposed arms and legs were bare, with bruises all over them, a pair of bright eyes under the dirty and greasy hair, looking at With Song Nuo.

Those eyes reminded Song Nuo of Qiao Mingyuan, but soon he had no time to think about anything else.

The blood and death stimulated these people who bound themselves into the predicament. Several people's eyes were abnormally red, their breaths were heavy, and they rushed towards Song Nuo.

According to the prompt of the system light curtain, Song Nuo clapped his hands again and again, as several trading partners had hoped, and seven more people received the same treatment as the last one. They fell to the ground and there was almost no blood on the ground, but faint The smell of blood still spread.

The 6000 soul coins arrived in the account, and one of them didn't intend to give a price. After all, there was no contract, and Song Nuo had nothing to do with this person, but he carefully wrote down his appearance.

After killing five people in a row, Song Nuo's face didn't change at all. There were a few people with scarlet eyes gasping for breath, but they didn't step forward, instead they took a few steps back.

The timid people around had already fled. At this time, no one is sure whether this outsider is carrying the virus, but what is certain is that this person is a real murderous demon!

They just fled in embarrassment, but they were also afraid of zombies, so they ran far away to the other side of the city wall, and gradually the surrounding area became vacant, leaving only Song Nuo and a dozen people confronting each other, with five dead bodies lying at their feet. A corpse, and the mother and child at the base of the wall not far away.

The dozen or so people surrounding Song Nuo smelled the sweet smell in the air, licked the corners of their lips, and swallowed the rapidly secreting saliva in their throats. Their eyes were red, and their eyes shifted from Song Nuo's body to the corpse at their feet.

In the end, they couldn't bear the surge of gastric juice, and they rushed to the fresh corpse on the ground hungrily, whimpering like a beast's roar.

Song Nuo glanced at the unbearable eating of these people in disgust, pushed the person away a few times, kicked several corpses far away with his feet, and then turned his head and ignored them.

At first, these people thought that Song Nuo wanted to fight with them and almost rushed over to tear him apart, but when they saw that Song Nuo just kicked the corpse away, they rushed over excitedly.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Han started to giggle, and his smile deepened when he saw the weird eyes of Zhou Tuo and the other two, and asked in a cheerful tone, "Do you think-do those people look like dogs? Heh... really quite funny."

Not paying attention to the strange eyes of the two people beside him, he looked at Song Nuo with pride and satisfaction, just like looking at a work of art created by himself.

The ear was finally quiet, Song Nuo looked around with bloody eyes, and quickly withdrew those annoying gazes as if he had been burned. Only then did he calm down a little, and he walked towards the mother and son at the base of the wall step by step.

The author has something to say: Don't underestimate Xiao Han. . .As a reborn, his golden finger is not much worse than the protagonist. . . =, =. .