The man hurriedly took out the inventory from around.

Besides steamed bread, there are some bread and bottled water. The best is a sausage.

The man lowered his head and said, "that's all, you..."

Fang moss tore open the package of those things without mind and ate and drank crazily.

"You..." the man who got up from the ground was obviously a little dissatisfied and would swear. Fortunately, his mouth was blocked directly.

The man covered his ears, pointed to the outside and whispered, "he just smashed through the door with one punch. My ears were smashed off by him. I can't afford it!"

"Ah?"

The man whose mouth was loosened saw the scar on the man's ear and disappeared in an instant.

What's wrong with provoking the living king of hell?

Want to die?

He didn't want to die anyway, so he didn't mess with that guy.

Goo, goo, goo!

After Fang Mo swept away the food, he felt very hungry. At this time, he felt that his wound seemed to recover much faster. He suddenly understood.

Eat and drink, enough to speed up recovery!

This is a good thing.

He couldn't help but be happy.

tell the truth.

Now that kind of medicine powder has lost its original terrible effect. At most, it just speeds up his recovery, but it won't be much faster.

After all, he is very strong now, and his flesh is incomparably strong.

Nature will consume more energy.

He knows that.

"Don't be afraid. Since you let me in, I won't do anything to you. Find some gauze or something. If there is cloth, find me some."

"I won't hurt you, but don't provoke me. As for what I take, I'll pay back."

Fang Mo said so, but others obviously won't believe it.

But even if they didn't believe it, they obediently found some cloth and sent it. By the way, the man wrapped his ears.

At this time, the man saw clearly that Fang Mo had so many wounds.

When he thought that his wound was going to hurt and faint, he couldn't help feeling that the gap was really big

After cleaning himself up, Fang Mo was almost wrapped tightly, not much worse than a mummy, but it didn't affect his mobility.

Nodded, he asked, "is there any shopping mall nearby? I'm looking for food. I'm starving!"

"You just ate our half a month..." someone opened his mouth full of bitterness, but half said, he blocked his mouth, and looked around with horror.

How can such a low voice be so clear?

He forgot that the others didn't even dare to make a sound.

"After leaving the alley, walk about 200 meters to the left. There is a big supermarket with everything in it, but there may be zombies on the road. There may be food in the nearby home, but we dare not go there..."

The man answered honestly.

side?

Fang Mo thought about the nearby building similar to here and couldn't help shaking his head.

Such buildings are doomed not to have too much food.

He just had no choice, otherwise he would not choose such a place to settle down.

It's not nice to say. I'm really caught up by the mantis. It's hard to run.

"Your ear... Take it and sprinkle it. It recovers quickly. If you find the fallen ear, it may grow." Fang Mo threw a small bottle, about the size of his thumb, turned and walked out.

After he went out, the man quickly picked up the thing, looked at it and began to shake his head.

Perfume...

Can this cure?

Although it was powder, apparently not genuine perfume, he still had great doubts.

But thinking of that guy's strength, he couldn't help believing it.

After running out, he found his ears at the first time, and then pointed to another humanitarian: "help, I must be out of my mind..."

"Do you really believe it?" someone stood up and said in an unhappy tone: "that guy, at first glance, is a dying guy. He wants to explode at last. Can he believe his words?"

"Whether he can believe it or not, hurry up, I'm dying of pain." the man's face was impatient.

The man didn't continue to say anything. The three people came to help, quickly put his ears on, and then began to pour the powder.

"I'm Cao!!!"

An earth shaking cry came out of his mouth.

Then he began to roll on the ground.

……

Fang Mo, who went out, heard the sound, turned his head, looked at it, touched his chin and said, "I seem to have forgotten to tell him that it will hurt? Forget it, just treat the disease. What's the pain!"

With these words, he walked out of the alley in a few steps.

When he first came, he didn't have time to observe around. Now he found that it turned out to be a closed manor.

There are no villas, but bungalows of the same specification.

Most houses are the same, and because of the design of the door, it looks like there is no door.

Where am I now?

Fang Mo is confused. He doesn't remember that there are villages in Donghai city.

But thinking that everything was possible after running for dozens of miles, he didn't continue to doubt, but quickly ran to the left.

On the way, he met several waves of zombies.

But after seeing him, the zombies ran as fast as the mouse saw the cat.

But there were some monsters, dormant around, and seemed to be ready to attack him at any time.

Fang Mo's hungry eyes were red, but when he saw those things, he lost his appetite. He didn't even have eight claws. It was a waste snack.

Can't eat.

Or, it's bad, it's bad.

It's better not to eat.

So he didn't think about that anymore, but walked firmly in front of the supermarket.

This supermarket is very big.

It's unexpectedly big. Looking from the left side of the supermarket, there's a main road next to it, which can go straight out, and there are buildings standing on both sides of the road. It's obviously a very good place.

At least, it's luxurious outside.

I see.

Fang Mo understood that he had met the village in the city.

It's easy to break out local tyrants inside. Unfortunately, these guys are hard to live now.

WOW!

Running to the supermarket, Fang Mo began to look for food crazily. He opened the packages one by one and stuffed them into his mouth crazily. After eating a lot of things, he felt a little full.

"Can we only eat monsters in the future?" he was a little unbelievable, but his appetite was definitely much more terrible than before.

However, this is not bad news. After all, all kinds of monsters are emerging, and many are still very delicious, especially the eight claws, which are very delicious and chewy.

Now

It seems that we can't expect it.

After crazy eating and drinking, Fang Mo dragged a big bag back.

When he went outside the alley, he turned around, looked at some monsters looking at him, sneered, and suddenly rushed over.

One punch at a time, the battle ended in an instant, and then he walked towards the alley.

Someone opened the door for him.

In these days, opening the door to him is tantamount to adventure.

He can't hurt anyone, can he?

Although, this door is forced

"Return it to you. I'll go. There are only zombies left outside. There aren't many monsters. You can try to go out. Remember, don't hit your head, but your chest!"

Fang Mo gave an order, then flashed out.