Zhou Chuan struggled hard, but his hands were controlled by two other patrol members.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? You don't really want to kill me, do you? I'm telling you..."

Li Zhengping shouted in a low voice:

"Violate the regulations and die!"

Bang!

The bullet pierced Zhou Chuan's head.

Zhou Chuan, die!

"Carry his body down and hang it on a street lamp. Write down what regulations he violated to warn everyone." Li Zhengping waved his hand and asked several of his men to carry the body away.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped.

Looking at the crowd, "Who is Uncle Lin he just called? Stand up!"

Among the crowd, Lin Zhongzheng's hands were covered with sweat and he did not dare to come out.

When Li Zhengping saw no one stood up, he frowned and said again:

"My patience is limited. Don't let me find it myself. I'll just ask you a few questions."

Song Tianyi, who was next to Lin Zhongzheng, pushed him and said in a low voice: "You can't hide, go over. Besides, I asked you a few questions. Just tell him that you don't know him well."

Hearing this, Lin Zhongzheng gritted his teeth and walked out of the crowd.

Li Zhengping looked at him and saw that Lin Zhongzheng and Zhou Chuan, who had just been killed by him, had one characteristic, that is, their skin was whiter.

It stands to reason that people who have experienced the apocalypse for so long will have rough and weathered skin.

But these two people seemed like people who had stayed underground without seeing the light of day for a long time.

"Is that your person?" Li Zhengping asked.

"No, no, sir, we just know each other, it doesn't matter." Lin Zhongzheng waved his hand quickly.

Li Zhengping raised his eyebrows and said softly:

"Don't worry, his violation is his business and will not involve you."

Then he continued to ask: "Where did you come from? Why is your skin so white?"

After Lin Zhongzheng heard Li Zhengping say that they would not be held accountable, he breathed a subtle sigh of relief.

"We came from the Lanxi bunker in Fujian Province. We had been staying in the bunker and rarely came out, so... we didn't understand many things outside."

Li Zhengping suddenly realized that no wonder the man was so arrogant just now. It turned out that he had just come out of the bunker.

This is just like some college students in the pre-apocalyptic world who were ambitious before they came out of society, but became honest after being beaten down by society after leaving society.

That Zhou Zhuan obviously has not been beaten by the cruelty of the apocalypse.

But there is no chance now, only in the next life.

Li Zhengping nodded and said:

"Oh, as long as you don't violate the regulations in the trading market, no one will come to trouble you."

"We welcome survivors from anywhere. As long as you come in, we will protect your personal safety and material safety."

"Don't worry about this."

Hearing this, Lin Zhongzheng quickly nodded his thanks and said:

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir. We will strictly abide by the regulations in the trading market."

When Li Zhengping saw that the matter had been resolved, he led the people downstairs.

People in the aisle saw that the fun was over and left in twos and threes.

When leaving, some people were talking to people like Lin Zhongzheng.

"This group of people don't know whether they are lucky or unlucky. They don't understand anything and have no means of survival. They don't know what to do in the future..."

"Haha! Of course I am lucky. I have not experienced any natural disasters in the past few years, and I am still alive now. At least I have lived a good life in the past few years."

"You can't say that. Were there wall-climbing zombies in the past few years? It's much more difficult to survive now than in previous years, not to mention they have no experience at all."

...

When everyone dispersed, Lin Zhongzheng returned to Song Tianyi.

"Old Song, this matter should be in the past. Please tell the people in the team later that you must strictly abide by the regulations, or you will die!"

Song Tian's eyes flashed and he echoed: "I know, I thought they were just writing a warning, but I didn't expect that things here would be so ruthless and leave no room for mercy."

Lin Zhongzheng said with a sigh: "This is the real apocalypse, we were too stable in the past few years."

But this kind of apocalypse makes them very unaccustomed.

The other side.

After Li Zhengping collected his team, he went to the streetlight to take a look.

I saw the body hanging on the street lamp, blood dripping all over the floor, and there was a sign hanging under the street lamp.

It says what regulations the person violated.

Many survivors gathered around and pointed at the corpse.

A few more hours passed, and the time came to twelve o'clock in the evening.

When Chen Er came to take over, he rode a small electric donkey to the oil city.

He was riding a small electric donkey on the main road and suddenly smelled the aroma of barbecue in the air.

Gulu!

My stomach is ringing.

After a busy day, on the way back to my residence on the electric donkey, I smelled the aroma of barbecue. What does it mean?

He turned right, exiting the business district.

Walking through the business district, he looked at everything in front of him.

The evening breeze is gentle.

Under the iron roof, the flames of the barbecue stall danced, and the crackle of the charcoal fire and the aroma of meat filled the air, teasing the taste buds of the survivors.

Amidst the smoke, the stall owner waved his long tongs and flipped the sizzling pieces of meat on the skewers. Oil droplets fell into the fire, causing a brief spark.

The heavy industrial-style signboard creaked, and the half-suspended iron sheets were swayed by the wind, making a faint sound of metal collision.

The neon tube lights up and down, emitting colorful light that contrasts sharply with the surrounding darkness.

The JNs were scantily clad, with flattering smiles on their faces. Their eyes revealed the tenacity and helplessness of survival. They shuttled among the crowd, using their bodies as the currency of exchange.

Some JNs even stood on the side of the road, wearing "clothes" made of plastic sheets that reflected the light under the light, making them colorful.

It looks inexplicably fashionable, much more interesting than a pre-apocalyptic fashion show.

The air was filled with a harsh and rough atmosphere, and the sounds of people's conversations, laughter, and bargaining intertwined together to form an apocalyptic symphony.

In this chaotic and vibrant night market, every life is struggling desperately for survival, and their faces are full of uncertainty about the future and madness.

Carpe Diem.

Live in the moment.

These two words are perfect for them.

Apocalyptic carnival!

The world has collapsed, where is the plan? Plans have no meaning.

No one knows whether they can survive until tomorrow, and they have no goals.

They were struck down by reality, and they understood that as long as they were happy, they just needed to be happy in the moment.

Therefore, under the pressure of reality and various complex emotions, the night trading market business district became their only outlet.

There was madness and indulgence on their faces, and some even exchanged their hard-earned points for half a bottle of wine, drinking until they were drunk.

Drinks made from industrial alcohol are bad for your health if you drink too much, but they don't care.

Life is not important, what is important is to let them forget the pain, forget the reality, and gain happiness, even for a short night.

Maybe one day, dying drunk at the intersection in the business district would be a good ending for them.

But most survivors can't even afford a bottle of wine.

The business district is noisy and the transaction volume has increased significantly recently.

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Bars, brothels, and barbecue stalls are the busiest places.

In fact, an underground competition has emerged in the trading market in the past two days.

The contractor was from the Ax Gang, but he was banned just one day after opening.
To be continued...