The Reborn of the End of the World

Chapter 33 Chaos

"Fifty bottles!"

Xu Ping's heart was dripping blood and shouted the highest price again.

Chen Qinghe looked aside. As soon as the quotation of these 50 bottles was shouted out, the voice in the venue stagnated. There were five pieces of metal armor. The first price was more than 50 bottles of gasoline, and many people secretly felt that it was not worth it.

Fifty bottles is 30 liters of gasoline, which is about half of the volume of the car's fuel tank.

Although this is a metal armor that is claimed to be able to withstand the claws of blood bats, it is indeed life-threatening equipment, but the choice between gasoline and other materials, many bidders are swinging in their hearts.

——pa.

With a hammer, the auctioneer's knife looked down the booth.

It is time to increase the bidding pressure at this point in time and try to maximize the maximum price of this piece of equipment.

"The first time, no!"

The auctioneer's knife glanced back and forth on the auction survivor. He saw the most front seat area, and the back row was basically ignored by him. At this moment, the high price has eliminated many bidders.

Thirty liters of gasoline may not be much!

But this thing is about the stability of the future journey. Just like people can't do it without food, and vehicles become a pimple without gasoline. It can be imagined that it is dangerous to travel dozens or even hundreds of kilometers without transportation tools.

"That's enough!"

"Grandma, one piece alone has already 50 bottles of gasoline. If the next four pieces are all at this price, isn't it a whole 200 bottles of gasoline? Where can I get these things?"

Xu Ping held his breath and stared at the auctioneer's hammer.

In his heart, he was praying to God and Buddha that the price would stop here, otherwise it would be his own life if it rose again.

"The second time!"

The auctioneer knocked down the second hammer.

Silence, silence.

Today, the evolutionists of several large teams in the service area have gone out to look for supplies. This auction is mainly for small and medium-sized teams, which is already very high for small and medium-sized teams.

Fifty bottles of gasoline, convert it!

If you change the price, you need to take out at least dozens of boxes of mineral water and more than a dozen boxes of instant noodles, which can make all members last for about a week for small and medium-sized teams.

"60 bottles!"

When the third hammer was about to be final, a strong male voice quotation came from the booth at six o'clock.

Chen Qinghe narrowed his eyes slightly.

He looked at the source of the sound. It was a man in a floral shirt and silver jewelry on his fingers. Sitting beside him was a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses.

"Your Excellency, this is the evolutionist of the Jiangtai provincial team."

"His name is Shen Yi, and his ability is mentally chaotic. I heard that this man is a GAY and has a good relationship with that provincial person. I don't know where he got a batch of gasoline from yesterday with the guy next to him."

"This man in sunglasses is called Cao Yang. I heard that he is the former leader surnamed Zhou."

The Indians whispered to Chen Qinghe.

Chen Qinghe looked sideways and gave him a quiet look. His face was blue, and the corners of his mouth were unnatural**. His expression was like Xu Ping, who had been scraped raw meat. He silently gave an eye on the Indians.

The opportunity to promote the dog to bite the dog is in front of us!

How can he let it go easily?

"No more?"

Singh nodded with understanding, reached out and patted Xu Ping, who was worried about the other party's ancestors, and said with a cheap smile, "Xiaoping, it's only 60 bottles now. It's nothing to you, is it?"

60 bottles are nothing?

Xu Ping's heart was painful from being scraped.

But he is like the fish on the cutting board. He has no resistance and can only stare at Shen Yi with resentment. It seems that if it hadn't been for this miscellaneous price increase, the metal armor would have been taken down long ago.

"July, seventy... bottle."

Xu Ping raised his hand reluctantly, and his voice trembled just as he was about to make an offer.

"Get out of here!!"

"Get away and get out of here if you don't want to die!"

"Get out of here, or we will die together--"

At the door of the supermarket, a young man with a detoner tied all over, holding a remote control similar to a car key in his left hand and a short knife in his right hand, dispersing the crowd and rushing into the supermarket.

The patrol was scattered around the man, holding various weapons and staring nervously at the remote control in his hand.

"Who is this person?"

Chen Qinghe looked at Xu Ping, who put down his hand, and asked.

"I remember that this person's name is Feng Lun. He turned out to be a student of a language school."

"And this big brother is an evolutionist. The two brothers formed a small team of about 30 people. Yesterday, I heard that I found a gas station with another group. What--"

Halfway through, Xu Ping's words were forcibly interrupted.

"Get out of here, Shen!"

"I'm not dead, didn't you think of it?"

"Let them release Sister Chen. Even if the eldest brother is killed by your bastard surnamed Cao, as long as I live for a day, I won't let her be sold as a toy by you!!"

Feng Lun's expression was ferocious, and he stared at Shen Yi, who looked gloomy.

He was limped with one foot, and the leg of his trousers was bleeding. He gritted his teeth and moved slowly in the direction of the booth.

Peripheral bidders rushed out desperately.

No one wants to get involved in this lifeless madman and the evolutionist, thus losing his life.

At this moment, at the back of the booth, there are nearly ten hot figures, only one coat on their upper body, their slender legs are exposed, and the beautiful women with numbers on their chests are standing.

The penultimate, the young woman with brown wavy hair, squeezed her lips tightly, looked at Feng Lun, who was approaching her little by little, and couldn't hide her excitement.

This person is Feng Xinchen.

The women, including her, are the auction items.

Chen Qinghe looked at this scene indifferently.

Obviously, the leader of the original Taiwanese province suddenly took action so generously that he must have plotted to destroy the small team, thus carve up the supplies with the sunglasses man surnamed Cao.

The end of the world is so cruel.

Black eats black, plots and tricks often occur. As long as the team leader is not very good, it will lead to the destruction of the whole team.

The whole audience is still sitting and almost all evolutionists.

Although this detonator detonation is extremely deterrent to ordinary people, it has a very limited effect on evolutionists.

"I can't survive."

"In less than a day, do you dare to take the guy crazy to save people? It's ridiculous. At the beginning, your eldest brother Feng Haitong worked so hard just to give you this rubbish to get time to escape!"

Shen Yi sneered, and his eyes were like watching a bug playing tricks.

"Beast!"

"You are not qualified to call the eldest brother's name!"

Hearing the eldest brother's name, Feng Lun roared excitedly.

All of a sudden!

Chen Qinghe narrowed his eyes and felt something.

Just as he raised his head, more than a dozen evolutionists sitting on the seats in the auction house raised their heads at the southeast of the supermarket ceiling.

Hum, rumble--

There was a huge roar over the sky, approaching the service area quickly.