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As Lin Mo pondered, the sound of a loudspeaker came from outside the window again.

"Listen up, residents of Qinghe Community! My elder brother Zhang Daqiang has established a Qianghuo Gang, which now has more than forty members. All of them are under my elder brother's protection, and they not only have no worries about food and clothing, but also have safe housing. The zombies in the buildings have also been wiped out one by one by my elder brother."

"Since yesterday, we've been searching house to house. In less than three days, we'll have ransacked the entire neighborhood! Anyone who willingly submits to our Strongfire Gang will be protected by my boss. Anyone who resists will be severely beaten, or worse, fed to the zombies!"

"From now on, I'm asking all of you to gather at Building 12, or you'd better open the door properly when we find your apartment. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"

"Also, if anyone has those small, golden fruits on their potted plants, about the size of broad beans, you can exchange one of those golden fruits for three cases of instant noodles and two cases of bottled water."

As the loudspeaker's announcement reached this point, Shen Miaomiao looked at Lin Mo in shock: "Golden Fruit? Lin Mo, it seems that group of people are also searching for spirit cores."

"I heard you, you don't need to repeat it."

"How do they know about spirit cores?" Shen Miaomiao asked curiously.

"Nonsense, the other side also has a superhuman, and superhumans are born with the ability to sense the spirit core," Lin Mo explained.

"Oh, I see." Shen Miaomiao nodded thoughtfully.

When she first saw the spirit core, although she didn't know what it was, she could sense the energy of golden rain contained within it.

"So what do we do now? There are only two of us, while they have more than forty. How do we possibly search them all?"

Lin Mo smiled coldly at this: "If we can't find a way, we'll join in. Let's go to Building 12."

......

Building 1, inside the security guard's dormitory.

Zhang Zhen and his group naturally heard the loudspeaker.

Wang Tianbao couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Captain, that Zhang Daqiang seems to be trying to gather all the survivors in the entire community. What should we do?"

Yesterday, they went to the supermarket next to their apartment complex and bought a bunch of food.

The streets were even more chaotic, with wrecked cars from collisions scattered everywhere and zombies wandering aimlessly.

The supermarket they went to had been mostly emptied by someone, but there was still a lot left, and the three of them took a lot.

They originally intended to continue looting, but a huge black shadow flashed across the sky, scaring them so much that they ran back to their apartment building.

Given the current situation, staying inside the apartment building is relatively safe.

"Even if he gathers everyone in the neighborhood, it won't make a difference. What use are those people besides wasting food? Do you really think these people will follow Zhang Daqiang wholeheartedly?" Zhang Zhen sneered.

"That's right, with so many people, I don't believe they can eat this much for days."

......

Huang Wujun was still standing on the 13th floor of Building 12, using a loudspeaker to broadcast what he had just said. Although this method was stupid, it was extremely effective.

Yesterday, the Qiang Huo Gang made a big fuss about searching for food in the building. Many survivors who were hiding at home knew that, judging by this, they would be searched sooner or later. They might as well seek refuge with Zhang Daqiang and get his protection.

Therefore, many survivors left their homes and headed to Building 12 after hearing this, while others left their doors open, ready to welcome the Qiang Huo Gang members.

Zhang Daqiang's house became lively again, as many survivors came to stay with him.

"Brother Qiang, I'm Da Biao from Building 9. We met in the underground parking garage last month."

"Brother Qiang, I live in Building 10. This food is a small token of my appreciation to you."

"Brother Qiang, these two bottles of Moutai are a gift from me to you, please accept them."

......

Looking at the group of people fawning over him, Zhang Daqiang's vanity was greatly satisfied; he loved the feeling of being the big brother.

"Alright, alright, as long as you join our Qiang Huo Gang, you're mine, Zhang Daqiang's. From now on, no one can threaten you." Zhang Daqiang's face was beaming with joy as he painted a rosy picture for these people.

At this moment, two more people arrived at Zhang Daqiang's house, a man and a woman.

When Zhang Daqiang saw the girl, his eyes widened in surprise.

Beautiful, absolutely gorgeous!

The visitors were Lin Mo and Shen Miaomiao.

They lived in the same neighborhood. Zhang Daqiang had no impression of Lin Mo, but he had a deep memory of Shen Miaomiao.

Before the apocalypse, Zhang Daqiang saw Shen Miaomiao twice at the entrance of the residential area. Each time he saw her, he was amazed by her figure and couldn't help but drool over her.

Now that such a fair-skinned and beautiful woman had come to rely on him, Zhang Daqiang was immediately overcome with lust.

He stepped forward, his eyes gleaming lecherously fixed on Shen Miaomiao: "Little sister, are you here to seek refuge with me too?"

Zhang Daqiang suddenly became incredibly greasy and exuded a "fatherly" vibe in front of Shen Miaomiao.

Shen Miaomiao forced an awkward smile and nodded: "Yes, Brother Qiang, I'm from Building 4."

"Oh, you're from building number 4. I've seen you in the neighborhood before, but this one..."

Zhang Daqiang looked at Lin Mo again, his eyes turning cold once more.

He was thinking that if Lin Mo were Shen Miaomiao's boyfriend, he would kill the kid.

No, he wants to play with Shen Miaomiao in front of this kid first, and then kill him.

"He's my cousin," Shen Miaomiao explained.

"Oh, cousin." Zhang Daqiang suddenly felt a little less fun.

"Alright, I'll arrange for your cousin to work under Xiao Jun later. As for you, you can stay here tonight. I'll tidy up the second bedroom for you later. It'll be safer for you to stay next to my brother."

Zhang Daqiang listened to Shen Miaomiao without even blinking.

Especially Shen Miaomiao's beautiful legs, long and straight, wrapped in jeans, made him drool.

However, while he was daydreaming, Lin Mo quietly walked to his side.

Because there were many people in the living room, Lin Mo was not particularly noticeable in the eyes of Zhang Daqiang and Huang Wujun, so they didn't pay any attention to him at all.

Just as Lin Mo's sight disappeared, a surge of energy rippled outwards, and a golden sword flashed past, slashing towards Zhang Daqiang's head with a "whoosh".

"Thump! Thump!"

Zhang Daqiang's head rolled to the ground, tumbling several times, and blood gushed out like a broken faucet.

At that moment, everyone present was stunned.

Zhang Daqiang... is dead.

Suddenly, my head was dislocated.

"Ah! Murder!"

A few seconds later, there was a scream.

Those survivors who came to seek refuge with Zhang Daqiang had never seen such a bloody scene before, and they were all so frightened that they ran away.

However, Shen Miaomiao had already closed the front door.

"Stop howling! Go to the bathroom and stay there quietly!"

Lin Mo's cold shout silenced everyone again.