Stock up on supplies! Raise zombies! The end of the world is over!

The little brat I met when I checked in during the day appeared again, and this time he was followed by an adult.

The middle-aged man was about thirty-four or thirty-five, with dark skin and sunken eye sockets.

The man was neatly dressed, with an air of someone who had been a superior for a long time.

There was a lot of noise around the campfire, but it fell silent as soon as the two of them appeared.

The residents who had lived here for a long time had suppressed fear in their eyes, which was taken in by Su Yang.

Mocha stared at the unfamiliar people with eagle eyes.

When he saw the table full of food, his eyes sparkled.

Then, he looked up and saw Jiang Run's face.

Jiang Run was sitting very close to the campfire, and his porcelain-like face felt a little hot from the smoke.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, her eyes were seductive, and her unintentional movements seemed to carry the utmost temptation.

Mocha's breathing suddenly became heavy, and he stared at Jiang Run without blinking.

Such a beauty, he wished he could press her under him immediately!

Such an offensive look, without any disguise.

The onlookers all looked at Jiang Run with sympathy.

Mocha took a fancy to him.

That's not a good thing.

The last time Mocha targeted a woman, after he toyed with her for a few days, no one even knew where her body had gone.

However, the next second, the chopsticks on the table shot straight towards Mocha's eyes.

It was very fast and had unstoppable force.

Mocha is a fifth-level mutant with quick reactions, and he dodged sharply.

However, it was still a bit slow.

The metal chopsticks scraped across his face and pierced his ears.

Blood dripped onto the snow.

The onlookers gasped. It was over. Mocha was definitely going to be pissed!

Rum fanned the flames, "Dad, these are the people who bullied me!"

"I am your only son!"

"How dare they hurt you? Dad, use your powers to kill them!"

The child's voice is tender, but the words he says are frightening.

The rest of the residents trembled in fear of being implicated.

Rong Qingyue and his group stood up silently.

More than eighty strong men, especially the leader Su Yang, released their supernatural powers.

It’s actually the peak of level five!

The men behind him all released their special abilities.

All of them are above level five!

So strong!

Everyone's face changed, as if they were relieved. With so many level five psychics, Mocha wouldn't act rashly.

Seeing this, Mocha's son Rum said contemptuously, "They are just a group of fifth-level mutants. Even if there are a hundred more, my dad won't be afraid."

Mocha had a cold smile on his face, his ears had stopped bleeding, and he stared at Rong Qingyue and Jiang Run with murderous eyes.

He licked his teeth and said viciously, "Very good, very strong, I like it very much."

The two groups were on the verge of a fight.

At this time, someone clapped. It was Gao Ke. She was wearing a leather jacket, looking tall and capable.

"Everyone, please give me some face. Tonight is a festival, don't go and destroy my stall and ruin my fun."

Gao Ke clasped his hands together, and although he spoke in a gentle tone as a peacemaker, his neck did not lower even half an inch.

There was a hint of warning in her eyes as she looked at Moka.

She wouldn't stop Mocha from doing anything, but ruining her dinner? Impossible.

Mocha put the tip of his tongue against his back teeth and snorted coldly. For Gao Ke's sake, he let these people go for the time being.

However, once the dinner is over, these people will die!

He sat down with his son in his arms, glancing at Rong Qingyue and the others from time to time.

Jiang Run narrowed her eyes slightly and counted her fingers. Since she had been in contact with Rong Qingyue every day, her supernatural powers recovered very quickly.

I haven't fought for a long time, and my hands are a little itchy.

She glanced at Mocha Rum and his son out of the corner of her eye, wondering if they could withstand a fight.

Rong Qingyue seemed to notice Jiang Run's eagerness to try. He pulled Jiang Run's little hand from the table and placed it in his warm palm.

Her skin was slightly cool, but quickly warmed up.

There's no need for Jiang Run to get involved in such a small matter.

Rong Qingyue raised his chin slightly and tapped the table with his left hand. Li Mu behind him understood what he meant and stepped back.

He had disliked the father and son for a long time, and the child was swearing at people using genitals as if no one had taught him anything.

Mocha was even worse. First, he allowed his son to do evil things. Second, he looked at City Lord Jiang with lewd eyes.

City Lord Jiang is a great hero.

Although she was a woman, she single-handedly killed Laboratory No. 2 and defeated Yamamoto Okada, thus eradicating the cancer entrenched in the port.

In Li Mu's heart, Jiang Run had already been considered his goddess.

Mocha, dare to blaspheme his goddess! Offending Brother Qingyue!

Just fucking deserve it!

Li Mu gritted his teeth and went down to prepare.

At this time, the bonfire party has reached the highlight - roasting a whole lamb.

A dozen fat alpine snow antelopes were cleaned and put on the grill, and strong men were constantly turning them over and greasing them.

The aroma of mutton fat soon spread out, and everyone couldn't help swallowing.

It takes some time to roast the lamb, but everyone is already extremely greedy.

Only in front of Jiang Run was there a pile of various foods, which dazzled him and he had no idea which one to eat.

Residents, envy, jealousy...

Everyone sighed that Jiang Run was so lucky.

It’s good to be beautiful. Even in the end times, you can still be treated like a young lady.

Jiang Run turned a blind eye to the gazes of outsiders.

She concentrated on sprinkling chili powder on the steak on the plate, cut it into small pieces of appropriate size with a knife and fork, and placed it in front of Rong Qingyue.

Su Yang, who was supporting the couple behind them, stared in amazement. Miss Jiang took the initiative to hand food to Brother Yue!

Ahhhhh!

Brother Yue has made great progress!

Rong Qingyue couldn't see it, and Jiang Run was even considerate enough to feed him with a fork.

Su Yang covered his mouth, "Wow, it's too sweet, so sweet it's killing me."

Rong Qingyue's keen sense of smell detected the spicy taste. After a pause, he opened his mouth and ate it without hesitation.

He doesn't like spicy food, but Jiang Run gave him some extremely spicy ghost pepper.

Rong Qingyue held back his cough, his neck seemed a little red, and he looked pitiful.

Jiang Run said in a low voice, "Stop pretending to be pitiful. Tell me the truth, have your eyes recovered?"

He held her in his arms to avoid the collision with Kailangmu, and shot through Mocha's ears with chopsticks, which was not something a blind man could do.

While speaking, Jiang Run observed Rong Qingyue's movements, not missing any of his subtle expressions.