The existing survivor base has just been established and many systems are not perfect.
Even if they enter, people living in ordinary areas cannot completely ensure that they will not be harmed by their own kind.
Of course, the upper class people don’t have to worry about this problem. The places where they live are guarded by electric fences and special psychics, which separate them from ordinary areas. They can still live as freely as they want.
Just like the villa area at the hurricane base, isn’t the bathroom equipped with a high-end electric bathtub for them to massage and bathe?
These words were nothing more than empty promises. Even Jiang Zhaosu, who was once a model citizen, could not listen to them, let alone the group of desperate criminals in front of him.
"What are you talking about?"
The sturdy man listened patiently, spat on the ground, waved his hand and shouted, "Brothers, go ahead and kill them! If you can grab the supplies, we'll have food to eat tonight!"
"presumptuous!"
The young man took out a gun from his pocket and pointed it at the strong man in the lead, but he still did not pull the trigger. He was just warning and deterring the other party.
"Stand still, everyone! Don't move!"
"Who are you trying to scare, you little brat?!"
The strong man raised the machete in his hand and chopped at him first.
"Cheng Yang!"
Song Yao quickly pulled Cheng Yang behind him and raised his arms to block.
In an instant, Song Yao's arm glowed with golden light.
When the sharp machete touched Song Yao's arm, it broke with a snap, as if it had hit some hard metal.
Jiang Zhaosu in the room opened his eyes wide.
It seems that this person's superpower is metal power!
It was the first time she saw it.
The broken watermelon blade twisted into a leaf shape in the air, spun a few times, and flew over like a boomerang, hitting the chest of the strong man who had just spoken from behind, and then penetrated from the front and lay in Song Yao's palm like a child's toy.
The strong man who was so arrogant just now had a bloody hole in his chest.
The strong man's eyes bulged in fear, and before he could say anything, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell straight to the ground.
This is the real deterrent.
For a moment, the others who were eager to try under the leadership of the strong man stopped attacking and looked at Song Yao, who was in the center of them, in fear.
Song Yao spoke again, his voice still calm and steady: "I still hope that you can reconsider my words and make a living in a legitimate way, and stop doing things that hurt others and yourself."
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