Chapter 22 Two Unlucky Guys
In Xiao Li's eyes, Qiao Lan neither went back to the apartment nor to school, nor did he look like he was going anywhere. He just drove along the road, picking places to go, going back and forth on several streets, sometimes east, sometimes west.
He would stop every once in a while, quickly run into a building on the street that had not collapsed, and then quickly come out.
Xiao Li couldn't understand.
"We'll go to the shelter later. I'll gather some supplies first."
Qiao Lan stopped the car again and touched Xiao Li's head.
According to her memory, the wind stopped for about two hours on the first day of the storm, giving her enough time to walk around and collect supplies.
Just get to the shelter before the wind picks up again.
She asked Xiao Tang and Xiao Li to wait outside while she entered the building which had not collapsed yet.
This is a small grocery market in the neighborhood. It was closed last night due to the city lockdown notice and is not open for business.
Qiao Lan picked the lock and went in. It was pitch black.
The glass windows of this market are covered with advertising stickers and are light-proof. On weekdays, it relies entirely on lights for lighting. When the lights are turned off, it is very dark inside.
Qiao Lan turned on a straight-beam flashlight.
Looking around, I found a large hall surrounded by many small stalls and shops on two floors. They had a wide variety of goods, including daily kitchen utensils, small furniture, clothing, shoes, socks, cosmetics, and so on.
She went to the corner and unplugged the monitoring bus first.
"Is anyone there?" he shouted a few times.
No one answered.
However, Qiao Lan was still cautious and did not turn on the lights.
The radiation range of a direct light flashlight is small, and only the area where the light shines is bright, so it is only used to light the way.
Qiao Lan didn't want anyone to see her receiving the goods out of thin air.
She walked along the aisle, picking up anything she needed.
She had no shortage of food, but the more the better. Whenever she came across a stall selling various side dishes and snacks, she would move half of the things into the space.
Other things, take as needed.
No one will take everything away, leaving some hope for those who come later looking for supplies.
Finding a shop selling knives, hammers and other daily tools, she walked over quickly, wanting to buy as many things as possible. The more things that could be used as weapons in the apocalypse, the better.
I glanced out of the corner of my eye and saw a faint light flashing on the second floor above my head.
When I looked more closely, it was gone.
She continued walking forward.
——Aim at the point.
——No problem, very accurate!
——Why haven’t you come yet?
——Stop sending it, put down your phone, stare at her, and take action together!
Second floor.
Behind a billboard in front of a shop.
The two people huddled there stealthily, breathing softly and not moving in order not to make any sound. They communicated with each other by typing on their mobile phones and then showing the words to each other.
This small shop sells daily necessities such as bottles, jars and cans.
At this time, two people were holding a large porcelain jar placed next to the railing on the second floor, ready to smash it down at any time.
As soon as Qiao Lan walked right below them, they threw the big jar down.
The heavy pickle jar was half a person's height, weighed eighty or ninety kilograms, and was large enough to press Qiao Lan to the ground.
Even if they didn't kill her instantly, they could at least prevent her from getting up, and then they could go downstairs and kill her quickly.
Why did you want to kill Qiao Lan?
No grudges or hatred.
They didn't know Qiao Lan either.
They are two security guards on duty in the market.
The city is closed for business, but the market owner asked them to stay here to look after the place, and they have been here since last night.
There was a raging wind outside, the city was damaged, and it was in chaos everywhere. Several buildings nearby collapsed and people died, but no one from the hospital or the police came.
They estimated that there would be chaos for a while after the disaster!
Just now, when they were lying on the second floor and looking out at the street through the gap in the advertising posters, they discovered a rare moving object on the street - the two motorcycles of Qiao Lan and his two companions.
Qiao Lan didn't care about money when buying things, as long as the things were useful, so these off-road motorcycles were high-end products, each worth more than 100,000 yuan.
The two security guards knew the value of the goods and were jealous.
Normally, I can just look at it, but I can't afford it even if I envy it. But now in the city...
During the chaos, you can do many things that you would not dare to do in normal times.
After a private discussion, we decided to grab it!
There were three people on bikes, two of them women, one incredibly fat, the other petite and delicate, looking quite weak. Only one man was left, looking skinny and easy to deal with.
They were about to go downstairs to rob, but unexpectedly Qiao Lan came to the door on his own initiative.
Isn't this a coincidence?
Holding the porcelain jar, they wait in wait, ready to kill you silently.
There is only one man and one woman left outside, so just coax them in and do it.
There are so many dead bodies outside, and three more will not arouse suspicion. When the time comes, the bodies will be thrown into the ruins of nearby buildings, and others will just think they are victims of the storm.
The owner of this grocery store was a thug who started out as a gangster, and the security guards he hired were also his fellow inmates. These two security guards had been in prison several times before, and had committed many thefts and robberies. They were very experienced, and now they did this job without any burden at all.
They stared closely at Qiao Lan who was approaching with a flashlight.
downstairs.
Qiao Lan quickly walked to the door of the tool store.
Hold up the flashlight, stand still, and carefully observe the goods inside.
On the second floor, two people bumped elbows with each other, one, two, three...
Let’s work together!
whoosh!
The huge porcelain jar was pushed down!
It was aimed right at Qiao Lan's head.
Done!
The two of them high-fived and cheered!
Puff, puff, suddenly there were two soft sounds.
The two people who were dancing suddenly stopped moving.
Then, one of them fell to the ground with a thud.
One of them twitched twice and slid softly to the ground.
The first thing to land on the ground was the big porcelain jar.
Bang!
With a loud bang, it fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.
Qiao Lan is not at the altar.
I had already entered the tool store and without picking anything, I just put all the tools in the store into the space.
Then he turned around and walked out, going upstairs step by step.
The direct flashlight shone on the two men. Each of them had a round hole on his head, with blood gushing out.
Qiao Lan shot him.
The modified gun equipped with a silencer was one of her weapons in the apocalypse, and it came along with the space.
When she saw the faint light just now, she paid attention and soon realized that there was someone on the second floor.
Their deliberately suppressed breathing was still obvious to her experienced ears.
By the time she reached the door of the shop, she had already determined the location of the two people.
They made a move, and she made a move too.
And faster.
There's still time to sneak into the store.
Without this reaction ability, how can you survive for several years in the apocalypse?
"Sister Lan?"
Xiao Tang's voice came from the front door on the first floor.
He felt that Qiao Lan took a long time to enter the building, several minutes, and was worried, so he came in to check.
"It's okay, I'll just take a look and leave!"
Qiao Lan responded loudly.
Xiao Tang was relieved when he heard the voice. He did not suspect anything was wrong and waited at the door without coming in.
Qiao Lan took another look at the two bodies on the ground and walked away calmly.
He walked around the shops on the second floor, collected some supplies, and went downstairs.
She didn't know the two men and didn't understand why they suddenly attacked her and wanted to kill her.
But there are many such things in the apocalypse. When people meet and fight, no matter why, just kill the other person first.
Qiao Lan didn't deal with the body.
There is no need to hide it. In the future, there will be more and more vicious incidents, and the authorities will not be able to handle them.
However, these two unlucky guys reminded her that there was a bloody pickup truck in her space with three corpses inside.
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