Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter 1162 Wonton Shop

Chapter 1162 Wonton Shop

"Mom! Mom, can you fly an airplane or not! Ah!!! It's tilted! It's landing, step on the accelerator!"

Qin Jiusi was originally a pretty little girl, but now she had lost her image. She sat in the back seat of the helicopter with a pale face and roared wildly.

"Xiao Jiu, don't scream, it's upsetting me! Mom has flown spaceships before, this kind of helicopter really hasn't flown before … Ah!"

"Heavens! Mom, you took off the driver's lever. You violent woman, why don't you be gentle! It's over, we're finished!"

"Shut up! It's all because of you. Come over and hug me and jump off the plane!"

"We're finished! Wuwuwu, mom!"

Although she was very knowledgeable, Qin Jiusi, who had never seen the world before, was truly frightened. She even squeezed out two tears.

However, relying on Yin Yao's skill, it was also very difficult to die. Therefore, the plane crashed and exploded in the end, while Yin Yao escaped with her daughter, Little Ninth Sister

…

Actually, this place was not far from Shanhai Pass, but it was relatively closer to Mo Ling Sect's Prison Fire Stronghold, so it could be considered Mo Ling Sect's territory.

The mother and daughter who had survived the calamity on the plane were currently walking in the gathering place of the apocalyptic merchants, preparing to find a place to eat.

It had to be said that the black-clothed man's organization was indeed powerful. They had been doing apocalyptic business since the early Doomsday, and it had already reached its climax in the past twenty years.

Even in the borders of Mo Ling Sect, Doomsday merchants also had their own territories, This small city was not big, but it would be protected by the local forces. It was a safe harbor for wanderers and mercenaries. Even if they encountered an Awakened person here, if he or she was not very hungry, they might not be eaten. However, it was not certain if they left the small city of the apocalyptic merchants.

It was hard for people to imagine that the place with the most different identities in the apocalyptic world was actually these apocalyptic merchant cities scattered all over the world.

…

"Grandfather, this thing is really beautiful!"

Dongsheng is twenty years old this year. The young man is very sturdy, and his facial features are also energetic. Even though his skin is a little dark, he should be exposed to the sun all year round.

"Dong Sheng! That's not something, it's a girl. Ah, even if you didn't go to school, the old man hasn't taught you much since you were young. Why don't you even have the ability to speak clearly?"

It was just noon, and there were only four guests seated in a very small wonton restaurant near the crowded market in the small town.

One of the women's skin was pale and her face looked dull. Her eyes were dull, as if she was a walking corpse of a puppet.

The other man wore a long trench coat and a bamboo hat on his head. He could not see his face clearly when he lowered his head.

Then the other two were Yin Yao and her daughter.

Apart from the four guests, there were also two owners in the store.

The big boss was an old man in his seventies. His name was Zhang Kaiyang.

The little boss was the child he picked up from the wilderness in the winter. His name was Dong Sheng.

"Mom, he said I'm something!" Qin Jiusi was in a bad mood.

"Didn't the old man say that you're nothing…"

Qin Jiusi was even more unhappy, her face flushed red with anger.

"Do you want mom to kill them?" Yin Yao spoke calmly while eating wonton, but her gaze would inadvertently sweep past the other two customers in the store, and her brows would wrinkle slightly.

"Forget it, I won't be as knowledgeable as them!" In fact, Qin Jiusi didn't want her mother to casually kill people, because it didn't conform to the values she had learned.

The young man Dong Sheng brought over another bowl of wonton and placed it in front of Qin Jiusi. Then, he opened his mouth and laughed heartily.

"Your mother is so funny. Doesn't she know that this is the Doomsday Merchant City under the jurisdiction of Mo Ling Sect? Killing people in this place means that you don't want to live! Alright, two bowls of human thigh meat wontons. Let's settle the bill!"

"Human thigh?" Qin Jiusi's face turned pale and he was stunned.

Yin Yao did not seem to mind what stuffing she was eating because she picked up another one and put it into her mouth. She chewed it carefully, seemingly quite appetizing.

She casually took out a Chinese dictionary from her backpack and threw it on the table.

After reading it, Dong Sheng was stunned for a moment and handed the thick dictionary back to Zhang Kaiyang.

"What is this, Grandpa? Is it enough for two bowls of wonton?"

Zhang Kaiyang's narrowed eyes suddenly lit up. Then, he quickly put away the Chinese dictionary and put it in the drawer under the counter.

This thing is a treasure. You can exchange it for ten gold coins at the market. You can buy a hundred bowls of wontons. I didn't expect that this woman would be so generous. She probably isn't an ordinary person!

Speaking of gold coins, Zangxi, Jiulong Mountain, the Spirit End Realm, and the vast land north of Cold Winter City all recognized its value.

However, the value of gold coins made in different regions was different.

For example, the gold coins made by Mo Ling were the most expensive, while the gold coins made by Zangxi were the cheapest.

In Zangxi, they basically didn't approve of the last spirit gold coins, but there were some markets for Russian gold coins, just like foreign exchange.

Dong Sheng was a big-hearted person, and he didn't care about these things. As long as his grandfather approved of it, it would be fine.

On the other side, Ninth Girl continued to be unhappy. Although she could memorize the Chinese dictionary backwards, she loved books! Mom actually used her precious book to exchange for two bowls of human meat wontons. She felt that it was not worth it.

"Mom, I don't like this food and I'm not hungry. If you like it, I'll give it to you."

"Mm, just leave it there if you don't like it. Mom, eat slowly. It tastes good. It's almost like pork."

"I read that humans are omnivores and pigs are omnivores, so the quality of their meat is very similar."

"Alright, alright. You know the most. Mom admires you."

"Hmph, that's more like it."

Being praised, Little Ninth Sister's mood became better. Since she didn't eat anything, she began to move her gaze and stare at that annoying brat, Dong Sheng.

Dong Sheng had already gone to the corpse-like woman and put down a bowl of wonton. Then, he said,

"It's the rule to pay the bill before eating."

The woman did not say anything, but a deep and hoarse sound came from her mouth, as if the vocal cords had been torn apart.

"Uh… Here…"

She said these two simple words for more than 20 seconds, which looked very strange.

As she spoke, she raised her arm and took out a hand from her backpack!

"Ah, Mom, those are real people. They're so scary." Little Ninth Sister whispered in Yin Yao's ear.

Yin Yao did not say anything and continued to eat wonton. Her brows were indeed knitted even more tightly.

Dong Sheng casually picked up the hand and sniffed it.

"Grandpa, this hand has probably been broken for three days. It's of average flesh quality. Shall we take it?"

"Collect!"

"Alright, beauty, eat slowly. The accounts are settled. Receive one!"