Doomsday Reincarnation

In the ten minutes after the three people violently opened a door lock and walked into the store, several screams came from there one after another.

No one has the heart to look, let alone guessing, most of these screaming people have seen mutant races.

What they entered was the most humble store among the many beautifully decorated stores.

This is a commissary, and the glass cabinet for tobacco occupies two-thirds of the door, and the three of them can only enter the store sideways from the sidewalk.

There are some very common goods on the small two rows of shelves in the middle, and some hygiene products such as toothbrushes, toothpaste and towels are placed on the shelves against the wall.

Qin Yi quickly swept the aunt's towel on the shelf into the storage ring while the two were elsewhere.

Just after doing this, Lian Qing from the rear shelf poked his head over and asked, "Don't you think it's strange that the food here hasn't been taken away by the owner?"

With a "pop", Wu Huai, who was standing behind the glass cabinet at the door, lit a cigarette with a lighter, took a deep breath, and said contentedly: "It may be that their family does not lack food, or it may be that there is no shortage of food. Realize what's going on right now. Who cares, it's about time anyway, get your stuff quickly, let's find a warm place to stay."

After he finished speaking, he frowned and said, "Damn, this family actually sells fake cigarettes!"

Qin Yi took a few towels, toothbrushes and toothpaste from the shelf, and turned his eyes to the innermost wall of the store.

On that wall, the left side was full of various goods, but the right corner of the wall was a blank area covered with newspapers.

She took two steps there before realizing, "There's a door here."

It is true that some shops facing the street will be divided into two parts, the outer part is used for business, and the inner part is reserved for people to live in, and to see the store by the way.

Now that the weather has changed so much, the shopkeepers must have left long ago.

Qin Yi walked over and pulled the door handle at the junction of the two corners of the wall. With a little force, the door was opened.

Wu Huai extinguished the cigarette in his hand and walked over with Lian Qing.

Qin Yi probed into the room, the light inside was a little dark, but it could be vaguely seen that it was indeed a very small room.

A single bed occupies two-thirds of the area, and the rest of the debris is only a vague outline, and it is difficult to see what it is.

A faint, strange odor lingered in the air.

At this time, Wu Huai stretched out his hand, crossed Qin Yi's shoulder, and pressed the light switch on the right wall that Qin Yi didn't notice.

The dim yellow incandescent lamp lit up immediately, and immediately, the three of them were stunned for a moment—

That group of debris that they thought they couldn't see clearly turned out to be a person curled up into a ball.

To be precise, a person in mutation.

He shrunk between the head of the bed and the partition next to the outside, holding his head in his arms and burying his head deep in his arms.

One of his arms was still normal, while the other had become black and swollen, the same as the person Qin Yi and the others had seen on the street earlier.

He was not wearing clothes either, and Qin Yi noticed that there was a thick iron chain tied to his ankle. A closer look reveals that the other end of the chain is attached to the foot of the bed.

Wu Huai squeezed past Qin Yi, took two steps inside, sat down at the end of the bed, and asked the man, "Are you still conscious? Can you speak?"

The man slowly raised his head from between his arms, he turned his head, looked at the three with his half normal, half twisted face, and murmured in pain: "Why are you coming in... go, Come on, I don't want to hurt you..."

His voice sounded strange, something like the sharpness of a car braking hard.

Wu Huai moved his body, got a little closer to him, and asked again, "Did you lock yourself here?"

Before they could answer, the three heard the sound of a door opening from the door outside.

The door lock had been broken by them, and the people outside opened the door directly. When Qin Yi and Lian Qing looked back, they saw an old lady wrapped in thick cold clothes hurried in.

The broken door lock let her know that there were people in the store, but she wasn't sure if anyone was still inside, so she stood at the door and looked at it before walking in.

Due to the obstruction of the shelves, she took a few steps inside, only to see that there were actually people in the store.

Seeing where Qin Yi and Lian Qing were standing, she revealed a little panic in her cloudy eyes.

But she did not retreat, but walked forward, took out a kitchen knife with oil stains on it from the cloth bag on her left arm, held the handle of the knife in both hands, pointed the blade at the two, and said in a trembling voice: "You guys, what are you doing here? Go away! No one is allowed to hurt my son!"

There was courage in her fearful voice.

Qin Yi and Lian Qing were slightly taken aback, and Wu Huai also heard the sound and walked to the door.

Seeing Wu Huai coming from inside, the knife in the old lady's hand slammed to the ground, she asked in horror, "What have you done to my son?!"

Qin Yi said quickly: "Don't be afraid, we didn't do anything, just came in to find something to eat, we thought there was no one here..."

"Take it, you all take away the food here! Don't hurt my son, he's just sick, really just sick!" The old lady yelled as she stumbled towards them.

Qin Yi and the others quickly got out of the way and watched her run in from the small door.

Seeing that her son was fine, she breathed a sigh of relief, rushed over without any hesitation, and took her son into her arms.

The man who was in mutation hugged the old lady back and said in a weird voice, "Mom, don't come again, I'll..."

"What nonsense!" The old lady interrupted him and turned to look at the three people by the door, with a plea in her tone: "Go get it, get your things, and hurry up!"

Wu Huai tilted his head and said, "Old lady, although it is right to love your son, but if your son mutates, he will kill you, and he will feel uncomfortable at that time."

"None of your business! Go, go!" The old lady hugged her son tightly like a hen protecting her cubs.

Wu Huai wanted to persuade him, but Qin Yi pulled the corner of his shirt and shook his head at him.

The three turned around and walked out the door. Except for Wu Huai who took some cigarettes from the cigarette cabinet, they didn't move anything else.

After seeing such a situation, who would have the heart to take the belongings of the mother and son?

After walking out the door, the three of them stood on the street with heavy fog, feeling a little heavy.

"Let's go, find a warm place to stay." Lian Qing exhaled and said.

The three of them walked forward. After less than ten steps, there was a cry of pain belonging to the old lady from the door of the small shop.

Qin Yi's heart trembled fiercely, and an indescribable feeling hit his heart.

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