Rebirth and hoarding, the Queen of Doomsday Darkness

"Well, I have a flatbed truck, okay?" The man's body was shaking as he spoke, obviously very scared.

But he has always believed that the brave will die of hunger and the timid will die of starvation.

The identities of these people are not simple at first glance.

Ye Qingcheng nodded and signaled to Zhang Xiaohua. She took out 10 freshly baked buns from her hiking bag and handed them over.

"I'll borrow your flatbed truck and I'll return it to you tomorrow."

10 steaming buns are easy to appear, and the surrounding atmosphere is not right.

The sound of heavy breathing could obviously be heard, causing quite a stir in the crowd.

The sound of crowded footsteps was rising, but no one dared to take a step forward.

When the man who provided the flatbed truck saw 10 steaming buns, his breath froze and he rubbed his eyes vigorously, fearing that it was his hallucination.

It's been a long time since he had a steaming steamed bun.

In this era when human life is worthless, a steamed bun can change a life.

He excitedly put the bun into his arms, and was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you..." I could only repeat these words back and forth.

However, he suddenly felt that he was being stared at by countless eyes, staring at him like evil wolves.

He couldn't help but break into a cold sweat with fear. He knew that once these soldiers and superpowers left, his end would be tragic.

Not only could the buns be saved, but I was afraid that I would be torn into pieces by the crowd like hungry wolves.

How to do?

In the end how to do?

At this moment, Ye Qingcheng handed over a bottle of warm water: "Hurry up, eat and drink enough, and help us pull the cart later."

"Oh, okay."

The man agreed happily, feeling the disappointed eyes and feeling lucky to survive the disaster.

Only then did I realize that my entire back was covered in cold sweat.

While eating, he walked and took two soldiers to pull the cart.

The soldiers fired with sniper rifles on the left and right, and they were not afraid of the steamed buns in their arms being robbed.

Ye Qingcheng put his hand on Ye Zhaozhao's head, and a green energy came out of his palm and was transported into her injured area.

Fortunately, it was just a skin injury that scabbed and healed quickly.

He quickly came to Liu Wan's side and treated her in the same way.

However, the healing power is not omnipotent. She still has to go to the hospital for some symptoms such as fever and cold.

There are a lot of medicines in her space, but there is no way to prescribe the right medicine.

Ye Zhaozhao pulled the corner of her clothes: "Sister, will mother die?"

She touched her head and whispered softly: "As long as I'm here, you won't die."

The healing power still played a big role. The condition was under control and it did not continue to worsen. At least he would not die in the short term.

"Let's go, take him to the hospital quickly."

A pair of people quickly left in a mighty manner.

Ye Qingcheng saluted everyone and said, "Thank you for your help. My family is in an emergency now. I'll see you at the registration hall tomorrow morning."

The team of superpowers who took over the mission were so happy that they almost flew up with joy.

That's 300 kilograms of grain. I didn't expect to get it so easily.

"No thanks, this is what we should do." The smiles on the faces of the superpowers could hardly be hidden.

The soldier gave them a military salute, turned around and left without saying anything.

One of the soldiers was shivering in the cold wind. Although he did not have his military coat, he still stood tall and straight. Even the three feet of freezing cold could not bend his soldier's back.

Ye Qingcheng saw it and silently noted it in his heart.

The members of the Lieyan Team moved quickly and sent Liu Wan to the Central Hospital in a few minutes.

At this time, the hospital was already overcrowded, and the emergency entrance was blocked by crowded refugees.

If there is a queue, I'm afraid I won't be able to get in line for several days.

"This is how to do?"

The man pulling the cart touched the warm steamed buns inside his coat, carefully took out one, thought about it, and broke off half of it.

Went into the emergency room.

When he came out, he was followed by two hurried nurses who took the person in directly.

This action aroused strong dissatisfaction among the refugees lining up.

"Why jump in line?"

"Why do they jump in line?"

"Obviously we were here first, so we still have to jump in line."

In the last days, human beings live a difficult life and are inherently impetuous. As long as the slightest situation occurs, they may get into a fight.

Ye Qingcheng's queue-jumping brought their irritable mood to its peak, and everyone burst out with negative energy at the same time.

One of the nurses held a loudspeaker in his hand: "Why are you making such a fuss? People have paid their medical bills, so of course they have to give priority to medical treatment. Have you paid your medical bills?"

"We see patients in the order in which they pay the medical bills."

However, this statement is obviously not convincing. Even if the medical expenses are paid, no one will buy it.

"Aren't you doctors angels? Do we refugees with no medical expenses deserve to die? Do we have any humanity?"

"Yes, we are sick now, and the government and military should take care of it."

“We paid so much tax in the past, did we feed it to the dogs?”

The more everyone talks, the more they talk, the more angry they become. The sequelae caused by the apocalypse can no longer be suppressed, and the angry demons in their hearts are completely released.

"We all rushed in together and snatched the medicine inside."

"Yes, they are unkind, so don't blame us for being unjust. Come on!"

"Come on!"

For a moment, the scene was in chaos, and the door to the emergency room was torn down.

Just when everyone thought they could grab some medicine in exchange for food, a thick wall of ice suddenly blocked the way.

Ye Qingcheng's figure appeared on the ice wall. The casual sportswear he had worn all his life seemed particularly abrupt in the freezing weather of more than 70 degrees below zero.

She looked at everything in front of her coldly.

"My family is indeed seriously ill and I'm really sorry for causing trouble to everyone. I have some compressed biscuits here as compensation. Please accept them."

As soon as I heard that there were compressed biscuits, the noisy scene suddenly became quiet, and you could hear the drop of a pin.

I couldn't help but lick my lips at the thought of not eating for several days.

In the crowd, a tall and handsome man stared at Ye Qingcheng with disbelief and shock in his eyes.

Damn it, Ye Qingcheng actually has so many supplies?

Those, all should be his!

Zhao Shu wished he could break his teeth into pieces.

In his opinion, Ye Qingcheng was still the same licking dog as before. He just lost his temper because he was heartbroken by himself.

Then she took it for granted that her supplies also belonged to him.

Staring at the beautiful figure on the ice wall with burning eyes, he gritted his teeth.

How dare you squander my supplies like this? See how I deal with you in the future.

When he felt the other person's gaze sweeping over him, he instantly became affectionate again, even though the other person's eyes didn't stay on him for 0.1 seconds.