Just dinner.

Li Yu also didn't let Song Min, He Chao and others accompany him.

They wanted to study the situation in the trading market, so Li Yu asked them to investigate and observe by themselves.

When you are around them, they tend to be unable to let go.

Li Yuan took Qingyang, Liu Jinglue, and Li Haoran together to visit the night market.

The four of them came to the night market. As a resident here, Liu Jinglue looked at the commercial area of ​​the trading market every day and didn't feel much.

Li Yuan and the other three looked at the bright lights and bustling crowd in front of them, a little surprised.

Li Haoran had been here before and had a certain understanding of the trading market, but he left during the thunderstorm and natural disaster.

In just a few months, earth-shaking changes have taken place in the trading market.

Especially the commercial street, which only had two or three shops when he left.

Today there are more than a hundred.

The commercial district at night is different from that during the day. The neon lights of the commercial street flash at night, and various retro hard-core industrial-style signboards are hung, flashing and shining, contrasting with the purple-blue lights of the trading market wall in the distance.

All the monsters and monsters that did not come out during the day came out at night.

A woman with nails all over her body and primitive tribal makeup walked through the middle of the commercial street.

The survivors on both sides focused their eyes on her.

The woman looked straight ahead with her arrogant eyes.

When walking, it feels like a runway show.

"What is this?" Li Yuan asked Liu Jinglue with his eyes widened.

She has been in the apocalypse for so many years and has never seen such a character or such a scene.

"Forehead......"

After Liu Jinglue followed Li Yuan's gaze and saw Sister Ding, he replied:

"The second in command of the cold-blooded army, she is known as Sister Ding in the world. She likes to drink and have her hair permed, and she is a righteous person."

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of rhythmic and high-pitched music came from the side.

"Move it, hit it! This is DJ dance music..."

Would you love me if I were DJ?"

The huge music DJ sound attracted everyone's attention.

I saw a man with long hair, wearing a dark blue leather jacket and leather trousers, with his chest open and golden Chelsea shoes under his feet. He walked to the center of the commercial street carrying a stereo and walked forward slowly.

"???" The eyes of Li Yuan and the others almost fell to the ground.

"What the hell is this?" Li Haoran also didn't understand what the business district was doing.

Isn’t this too open and too free?!

It has everything!

Liu Jinglue touched his nose in embarrassment and coughed dryly.

"Ahem, this is a guy nicknamed Dark Blue God of War. He likes to wear leather pants and carry a stereo to blast the streets."

"no...."

"Ah this..."

Li Haoran asked with some confusion: "What are they doing? Catwalk?"

Liu Jinglue thought for a while and then said:

"Absolutely. It's similar to Chunxi Road before the end of the world. There are many people who like to wear their favorite clothes and show off when there are the most people in the business district."

"What do they have to do when they are full? What are they doing this for?" Li Haoran asked doubtfully, he really didn't understand.

Liu Jinglue scratched his head and replied:

"I think...their behavior is understandable. We are living in the apocalypse and are under great pressure. Especially people like them, who spend their days doing tasks outside and wandering between life and death all day long. It is very possible that they

God died in the mouth of a zombie."

"Under such great mental pressure, they always look for some outlet to vent their emotions."

"Some people like to drink, some people like to visit the Tingfeng Tower, some people like to go to the arena to watch physical fist fights... They may just like this kind of catwalk and enjoy the feeling of being watched."

Li Haoran was silent, but Li Yuan watched with relish as the Dark Blue God of War walked through the street carrying the huge old stereo, blasting the street.

Qingyang, who had been silent all this time, said with some emotion:

"After the apocalypse broke out, everyone didn't dare to speak loudly. I didn't expect that here, I would carry a stereo and play such a loud sound. Aren't you worried about attracting zombies from the surrounding area?"

Liu Jinglue thought for a moment and replied:

"The debts are overwhelming. There have been no heavy rains and natural disasters recently. Besides, all the zombies around have been cleared away."

"Although there are still some zombies coming under the city wall from outside the wall at night, these zombies do not pose much of a threat to the trading market."

"No matter how loud the sound is, they are just roaring incompetently. Wall-climbing zombies don't dare to come up even if they have ultraviolet lights."

Li Yuan's eyes revealed his thoughts, "It's pretty good. It's really free here."

"Yes."

Liu Jinglue explained:

"As long as you don't do things against other people's wishes such as fights, conflicts, robberies, etc. at the trading market, everything else is basically fine and you're very free."

"The old man said that a free atmosphere can increase stickiness, make survivors like this place, and allow more survivors to enter here."

Li Yuan thought thoughtfully, his eyes shining:

"This old Huangtou is quite capable."

"I'll go!" Li Haoran pointed at the two people walking next to him, shocked.

"What?" Li Yuan and the others looked over quickly.

I saw a couple walking hand in hand to the middle of the commercial street.

A slightly fat man with clean and neat short hair, a carefully groomed beard, and even eyebrows was plucked. He was wearing white socks, shorts and short sleeves and was holding another man's hand.

Another man was wearing a ripped white suit, sky-high heels, a reflective sequin suspender on his shirt, two huge earrings on his ears, and a red, yellow and blue snakeskin bag hanging on his shoulder.

His attire is very feminine, but looking at his appearance and Adam's apple, you can tell that he is a man at a glance.

The two held hands tightly and walked towards the center of the trading market business district.

Qingyang covered Li Yuan's eyes and turned his head as much as possible not to look.

It's really too eye-catching.

"What is this?" Li Haoran complained a little helplessly.

"Ahem..."

Facing Li Haoran's inquiry, Liu Jinglue also felt extremely embarrassed.

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Half a moment.

Two words popped out of Li Haoran's mouth.

"Cowhide..."

He has really become more knowledgeable. He had never seen such a scene before the end of the world, but he didn't expect that he would be able to see it after the end of the world.

This kind of catwalk show originated from Sister Ding. Her unique way of dressing gave many people courage.

As time goes by, more and more people gradually imitated her, put on their favorite clothes, and came to the commercial district to hit the streets at night.

When there are more people, it forms a catwalk show.

It has become a feature of the business district.

After the two people walked away, another man wearing iron underwear and holding an iron chain came up from behind...

Liu Jinglue looked at Li Yuan and asked:

"Yuanzi, do you want to go in and visit the night market? Didn't you say you wanted to go in and visit?"

Liu Jinglue is one year older than Li Yuan, and they are cousins.

Qingyang put his hands down.

Li Yuan looked at the bustling business district, nodded and said with a smile:

"You're already here, I must go and see it."

"Okay, let me take you for a walk. The business district is more fun at night than during the day."

"Uh-huh."
To be continued...