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Rebirth: I Have Doomsday Supermarket

How does it feel to be pushed into a pile of zombies by the closest and most trusted person? The reborn Hua Mi said: The first priority of survival in the last days is to have enough supplies, stay away from the crowd and that white lotus, and survive until the end. Rolling up your sleeves and preparing for a big fight, suddenly activate the supermarket space and cashier system? ! Tsk, what more struggle is there in life, you can win until the end by lying down! But looking down at her growing belly, Hua Mi held milk powder in her left hand and a machete in her right. Where did this baby come from? ! The plan was a bit different, the first priority of survival was the smooth birth of the cub, and being vigilant against the man who stared at her stomach all day long. Man: Wife, why do I feel that you have been eating more and more fat recently? Looks like she's pregnant. Huami: Not like...

Yanyan_Angeles · Romance
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  The old man raised his hand and pushed back the small Bupleurum granules in Hua Mi's hand, "No need to give change. In fact, we should give you a little more money, but we are older. I don't even have much cash with me."

  All the cash is stored in the bank, but now there is no mobile phone signal and no Internet, so the old couple cannot take out the coffin book.

  That's why he was very ashamed and only gave Huami 20 yuan.

  The old woman beside the old man reached out and held Hua Mi's wrist, lowered her voice and said,"You must go, good girl, go quickly."

  She was still a young girl, and she didn't understand the sinister nature of this human heart at all. Look around you .Those people who are staring at each other are all hungry, and they can't pass the obstacles in front of them.

  At this time, a young woman who was selling supplies appeared, and the consequences can be imagined.

  But it was obviously too late for Hua Mi to leave at this time. She was surrounded by people.

  People who had been waiting in line to cross the barrier gathered around.

  Even though Hua Mi only brought out a few oranges, everyone wanted to try their luck. Maybe they could buy an orange?

  Someone took out a hundred-dollar bill and asked in a low voice,"Do you have any other supplies to sell? I have money, and I don't need you to change."

  One person asked, and a large group of people gathered around, all asking question,

  "I have cash here, can you sell me some supplies?" "

  I have electricity, and my mobile phone has electricity. As long as you can give me some signal, I will transfer money to you."

  Hua Mi is surrounded in the middle of the crowd, she said calmly, "Don't worry, those of you who have cash should get in line first. I also have a self-heating hot pot here."

  As she said that, she took out a box of self-heating hot pot from her raincoat ( Dark mustard flavor), holding a bottle of mineral water in the other hand,

  "Here is this, with mineral water, both for 69.9, sell it if you give me the money."

  "I have a hundred yuan, give it to you, give it to you!!!"

  The man who got to the front of the crowd put a hundred-yuan bill into Hua Mi's hand, and almost snatched Hua Mi's self-heating hot pot and mineral water away.

  He didn't even ask for change, so he ran away with a self-heating hot pot and mineral water.

  A bunch of people shouted loudly, "I want it too, I want it too."

  "Give me some, give me some."

  Like a large group of sparrows, these people gathered around Hua Mi.

  Hua Mi was also good and kept taking out the self-heating hot pot (dark mustard flavor) and mineral water from her raincoat.

  Thanks to her raincoat, it looked very big, the sky was dark enough, the surrounding environment was chaotic enough, and people were panicked enough.

  So Hua Mi kept going out to get supplies, and no one found it strange.

  Just when the mood was gradually getting out of control, the commotion here finally attracted the attention of the group who set up obstacles.

  A group of men rushed out from the barrier, holding sticks in their hands, and beat up the survivors surrounding Hua Mi.

  His subordinates showed no mercy.

  For a moment, the outside of the barrier was in chaos, with all kinds of ghosts crying and howling.

  This is exactly the effect Hua Mi wanted.

  Some survivors finally couldn't help shouting angrily, "Who are you? Why are you setting up roadblocks here? We just want to go to Xiangcheng and B City to buy some supplies!" "

  " Life is already so difficult, and you still want to exploit us , who gave you the power?"

  Actually, many people have questioned this question, but because there is no one to take the lead, everyone is unwilling to be the leader to resist.

  But now there are people selling supplies outside the barrier, and you can buy them with cash without going to Xiangcheng or City B.

  The survivors see hope.

  What people fear most is not having hope. Once there is hope, and then the hope is shattered, and when disappointment comes to an end, human nature will easily collapse!

  The group of people who set up obstacles punched, kicked, and kicked the survivors with sticks. Finally, they completely ignited the anger of the survivors.

  It's hard to say who was the first to start the counterattack. All the women, children, and the elderly who had no force value were huddled on the roadside.

  Try to hide yourself in a safe zone.

  And on the entire road, people were beating others, and anyone with a stick was beaten.

  "Who asked you to set up obstacles? What right do you have to set up obstacles on this highway?"

  "The commander of the Xiangcheng garrison didn't even say to block the road. Those who block the road will be shot."

Hua Mi shouted , encouraging the survivors to resist all the way, she took advantage of the chaos and entered the barrier.

  There were several men in the barrier, and they were about to go out to control the situation outside. When they saw it, a woman walked in!

Uncle Eight was tied to the roof of the car and shouted loudly, "Miss Hua, run quickly, leave us alone."

Then someone try to attack her. She fight back.

 She deliberately controlled her strength and didn't hit the man on the head. After subduing him, she lifted the man by his collar and threw the man in his hand out of the obstacle, "Go, go and receive the anger of the survivors!"

  In a few moments, Hua Mi eliminated all the men who came to hit her and throw them in the obstacle course.

  She climbed onto the roof of the car, untied her wrecking crew, and counted the people,

  "Where's Shi Nai?"

  "Here, here!"

  Seventh Uncle ran to a corner and point Shitai who had been beaten half to death.

  At first, their clearing team was the first to resist the roadblocks set up by this group, but because they were all elderly people in their fifties, sixties, seventies, and eighties, they could not defeat those powerful young people.

  The oldest Shi Nai hid in the garbage truck, and was finally found out by the group and beaten up.

  Hua Mi looked around, pointed to a fairly spacious van on the road, and got a bunch of medicine for Uncle Qi, "Let Shi Nai have a look at his injuries first, and drive the car farther away, so as not to block the road in the middle."

  At this time, the survivors and those who set up obstacles were already fighting hard, not to mention, there are quite a lot of people who set up obstacles.

  At least there were fifty or sixty men, all of whom were good at fighting.

  But there were many young and strong men on the survivors side, so the scene became a mess.

  Hua Mi couldn't care less about the group fight. She led the senior citizen removal team to the largest van, preparing to get Shi Nai in and give Shi Nai medicine first.

  The remaining people go to check the cars blocked on the road one by one, drive the cars away, and remove the obstacles.

  As a result, Uncle Eight opened the car door and saw a car full of cash.

  The rest of the cars contained either cash or supplies.

  "Sister Hua! Come quickly."

  The eighth uncle immediately closed the car door, fearing that the survivors would rush in and snatch away all the cash in the car.

  Although the cash was originally collected from the survivors.

  Hua Mi stepped forward, glanced at the cash inside through the car window, and said to Uncle Eight and the others, " It seems that the business of setting up roadblocks is still a lucrative business. It's only been a short time, and this group of people have got such a thing. Lots of supplies and cash."

  Hua Mi was a little moved.