strictlysupreme Chapter 131 Buff Cards
Chapter 131 Buff Cards
Upon hearing this, Meng Fu's eyes welled up with tears as she looked innocently at Qin Luo. "Am I a saint? I just wanted to save those poor people..."
"Wow~"
Meng Fu ran out of the supermarket crying, and just as she stepped out of the door, she slipped on the steps with a 'bang' and tumbled into a snowdrift.
The second, third, and fourth bodyguards glared at Shan Nai at the same time, then hurriedly ran out after her. Only Qin Luo stood still and said in a low voice, "Our young lady meant no harm. Thank you for your refusal. Goodbye!"
Qin Luo felt that this catgirl boss exuded mystery and was not someone to be trifled with.
It would be better to escort the young lady back first.
Shan Nai pouted and slumped into the boss's chair, too exhausted to complain.
Qin Luo thought Meng Fu was just an innocent, carefree young lady.
If anyone had so many post-apocalyptic supplies, they'd be wreaking havoc everywhere like her; her saintly aura is practically blinding.
"With great power comes great responsibility"—that's a fallacy! Does Qin Luo really think that strong ability means someone is excellent, and that the strong must bear heavy burdens? Isn't this just a form of moral blackmail?
Meng Huainan was furious every day, but he only had this one daughter, and he couldn't bear to see her cry. So, in the end, he just let her be.
The fortress base had a large stockpile of supplies, and he also had several other large underground ice storage facilities in other locations.
Han Yingjie, who had finally managed to climb out of the snowdrift by the curb, was covered in snow again by Meng Fu's RV, which made his lips turn purple and his whole body shiver.
"What the hell? Lucky Supermarket... What's so lucky about it? It's just bad luck!"
Han Yingjie sniffed and grumbled, wanting to go back inside and settle the score with Shan Nai.
But when I got five meters away from the supermarket, I was stopped by an invisible wall of air.
Han Yingjie reached out to test it, then sneered, "Wow, that's pretty impressive. Such a wide range of supernatural defense? Interesting..."
"Brother Han, did you see that just now? The supermarket has so many supplies..." The underling was looking around the supermarket with a sly look on his face.
Han Yingjie gasped and patted the snow off his clothes. "There's a lot, but we can't get in right now. Let's wait and see how long this defensive wall can hold out."
After saying that, they returned to their car and settled in to observe Lucky Supermarket.
He went out to the branch office to pick up some weapons and ammunition, but he was unexpectedly trapped in City A by the blizzard.
After eating several boxes of expired canned food over several days, Han Yingjie couldn't take it anymore and decided to try his luck outside.
Unexpectedly, he discovered something strange: a supermarket had a breakfast stall outside. To be honest, he was really tempted when he saw the picture of hot buns on the machine, and then the following events happened.
In his mind, Shan Nai and Meng Fu's father were no different; they must have been rich people before the apocalypse, hoarding a large amount of supplies to act like big shots in the apocalypse.
Haha, this kind of person should be the target of the rebel organization!
at noon.
The supermarket's dining area was bustling with activity and a pleasant atmosphere.
Most customers ordered individual hot pots or various stew pots, which allowed them to eat meat and cook vegetables. After eating, they felt warm and full of energy.
Yamana also sat by the window, watching the snow scene and eating stewed lamb chops.
"Host, that person hasn't left yet." The system pressed its face against the glass, looking at a small truck parked by the roadside.
"They can't get in anyway, so let them stay. They'll just be envious of us eating and drinking well!" Shan Nai flicked her ear, picked up a piece of carrot, and put it in her mouth.
After lunch, the supermarket customers, carrying their winter supplies, happily lined up to board the bus and head home.
This scene completely surprised Han Yingjie.
In this apocalyptic world, where do all these uniform buses come from? The most outrageous thing is that one double-cab bus just took off and flew into the sky.
"What the hell, am I seeing things?" Han Yingjie put on another coat and went outside the car, rubbing his eyes hard as he looked in the direction the flying bus had left.
He only looked away when the flying bus was out of sight, his face darkening as he immediately got into the car. "What was the reaction when Xiao Wang tested the defensive wall?"
Xiao Wang huddled in his seat, unwilling to even stretch his neck out. "Still the same, it's been two hours already... Brother, the snow's lessening now, let's head to the base first, and bring some more people."
"You think I don't want to go back? This damn car engine is frozen. See? More people are going into the supermarket. Go down and keep watch on them!" Han Yingjie's eyes were like those of a wolf or a tiger as he looked at those people.
He Xiaoyu and Luo Shen walked out of the supermarket together.
The two put on their newly bought cotton-padded coats and chatted as they walked about how warm the new clothes from the supermarket were. But they never expected that they would be stopped by Han Yingjie and his group of five as soon as they turned into the alley.
"Heh, hand over the supplies if you want to live, otherwise..." Han Yingjie pressed the machine gun muzzle against Luo Shen's chest.
Luo Shen instinctively shielded He Xiaoyu to his side. "It's no use taking it out. Lucky Supermarket's supplies obtained through illegitimate means will disappear." He spoke calmly, his other hand secretly touching the pistol at his waist.
"Haha, do you think we're stupid? Behave yourselves and don't move!" Little Wang, one of his henchmen, chuckled dryly. "Take off your clothes first!"
The observant Luo Shen noticed an 'F' tattoo on the neck of the person speaking in front of him and guessed that these people were from a rebel organization. He inwardly sighed that something was wrong.
He Xiaoyu gently nudged Luo Shen's elbow and winked at him.
But he took the initiative to slowly unzip his down jacket and said in a humble tone, "Brothers, as long as you don't kill us, we'll give you the clothes right away."
"I like sensible people, hurry up," Han Yingjie urged.
He Xiaoyu slowly pulled the zipper.
When she pulled it halfway open, she quickly pulled out a "Second-Tier Fire-Type Ability Skill *1" electric shock red card from her inner pocket, threw the card at Han Yingjie and the others, and shouted, "Run!" After throwing it, she grabbed Luo Shen's hand and ran towards the supermarket.
The red card instantly transformed into a small-scale sea of fire, engulfing Han Yingjie and his group.
Han Yingjie is a third-tier poison-type ability user.
However, because He Xiaoyu's attack method was too bizarre, he was unable to dodge in time. At this moment, his body was already burned by the flames, and he was in pain. The group hurriedly rolled into the snowdrift.
She had been saving up for a long time before finally buying this buff card, intending to use it for self-defense. She never expected it would finally come in handy today, so it was worth it.
"Phew... Let's hide here and see what happens." He Xiaoyu pulled Luo Shen and ran all the way to an abandoned building near Lucky Supermarket, where they stopped to catch their breath.
"You can only go into the supermarket once a day, so I definitely can't go in now. It's a bit far from the Alliance Building..." He Xiaoyu muttered to herself, crouching in the corner, feeling a little scared.
Luo Shen was truly impressed by He Xiaoyu today; he hadn't expected her to be so brave and calm in the face of villains. "You secretly bought the enhancement card?"
"Huh? Hmm... You've lost your superpower, haven't you? We're all just ordinary people. The buff cards that Boss Cat sells are so useful, but unfortunately I only have one..." He Xiaoyu said dejectedly.
"I bought one too, don't worry."
He Xiaoyu looked up and met his eyes, causing her heart to skip a few beats.
"Brother Han, they must have run into this building!"
Han Yingjie and his men caught up, covered in dust and grime, their clothes burned and their hands, which were holding guns, were red from the cold.