In the apocalypse, Jiao Jiao struggled every day - chapter 3

When he arrived at the small supermarket, Su Ruan was stunned by the grandeur inside.

How could this be packed like a zombie can?

Su Ruan tiptoed, and then found that in fact, only one place was very crowded, and the surroundings were very empty.

She felt that there might be something good to attract zombies over there.

Upon closer inspection, she realized that this was really a good thing.

The male zombie who was almost squeezed into a cake by a pile of zombies was wearing a blood-stained suit, with long legs and a handsome face. At the moment, his face was twisted and stuck on the glass by the crowding of the zombies.

If it weren’t for Su Ruan knowing the handsome guy, she wouldn’t recognize him.

It turned out that zombies were also aesthetic.

A bunch of female zombies succeeded, and squeezed the male zombie, and the male zombie contracted in the opposite corner in grievance.

“Aooo… [Don’t squeeze it]”

“Oooooi the supermarket isn’t open in your home, what are you crowding for?”

When Lu Shiming propped up the electric bike on one foot, and slowly took off the helmet on his head, the group of female zombies suddenly stopped.

Su Ruan thought that these female zombies must have smelled the fresh human flesh and decided to attack.

Come on, come on, let her feel the cruelty of the apocalypse!

She raised her chest bravely and faced them.

The female zombies roared wildly. Their eyes crossed Su Ruan and they aimed at Lu Shiming standing behind her.

The handsome male zombie had been trampled under their feet.

Hey, no, she was fresh and tender too!

Su Ruan tried to reveal her arm, but Lu Shiming put it down intimately.

“Ruan, beware of infection.”

Su Ruan grieved with her open mouth. She felt that she was insulted by the zombies.

‘You are all blind! Why do you like to watch handsome guys so much!’

Was it possible to find out if someone was handsome by sniffing them?

Su Ruan moved near Lu Shiming.

In this filthy time, the man had a touch of cold fragrance like fine snow in winter and a cool breeze in summer.

“Ooooooooooo…”

The zombies in the supermarket couldn’t wait to taste the handsome guy.

The male zombie who was curled up in the corner now ran like crazy and squeezed the female zombies.

They were locked inside and could only constantly hit the glass door.

The scene was tragic and spectacular.

Although Su Ruan was desperate for death, she was still afraid!

Was the zombie circle so cruel? Was there no place for her in this world?

“It’s okay, Ruan. We won’t go to the supermarket. We will just go to the warehouse.”

There was usually no one in the warehouse. Even if someone had become a zombie, their number wouldn’t be as much as in the supermarket.

Lu Shiming led Su Ruan from the zombies and turned to the warehouse of the supermarket.

The door of the warehouse was locked, and at a glance, no one was inside.

The lock was a very old iron lock.

There were thick chains hanging on it.

Lu Shiming took a brick and smashed it for ten minutes but couldn’t break it, he was very weak.

Su Ruan: ……Big brother, you are a bit overacting.

Finally after another ten minutes, the lock was finally broken.

The man turned his head and smiled at her.

The cool breeze hit, blowing up the man’s black hair which scattered on his forehead, revealing his handsome face with a little sweat.

Su Ruanan was shaken by this handsome face, and her desire rose up rapidly.

Please, let her die! Stop torturing her!

“Ruan, you look for food, I will look for water.”

Lu Shiming and Su Ruan walked separately into the warehouse.

She held her shoulder bag obediently, thought for a while, and picked up a bag of potato chips while looking for them.

How to be happy?

Um… sure enough, she loved lime-flavored potato chips!

Su Ruan finished eating a bag of potato chips and suddenly noticed something moving at the door.

There was a zombie sneaking in.

She remembered that she had just come in, so Lu Shiming didn’t close the door.

Well, she admired the man’s desperate desire to make her adapt to the cruel end.

Su Ruan looked at the zombie’s well-developed muscles, preparing to die bravely, and then she couldn’t help crying when she saw the zombie face with one eye dropped.

She couldn’t do it, oooo…

Besides Su Ruan, there was a row of helmets on the shelves.

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