Chapter 148 The lucky lower-class refugees must eat the pizza made by George!
At this moment.
Such a strange scene happened in the shelter area for the rich in McKinshan, Alaska.
I saw a man who was not very tall, fighting the entire zombie group alone.
He stood on the safety barrier made of reinforced concrete, constantly spitting stones at the zombies. To be precise, he just spit, and one stone after another of different sizes shot out from in front of him.
The speed was so fast that people could only hear the whirring sound of breaking through the air but could not catch the flight trajectory of those stones.
Thousands of zombies were all attracted by the sound here. Not to mention that they could not break through the reinforced concrete barrier, the stones alone could rapidly reduce their number.
After vomiting for a while, the man was tired and reached out to grab the food on the table next to him to replenish his energy.
Beside the man, there were several envious waiters. They took out all kinds of the best food to entertain this lucky... lord who suddenly awakened to extraordinary power overnight!
Behind the man was a group of stunned Eagle Sauce armed forces.
Their team of hundreds or thousands of people is not as powerful as a supernatural power at this time!
More and more refugees came after hearing the news, and everyone shouted excitedly.
"Fuck, this is definitely a superman. He protected one side of a shelter alone!!!"
"Excuse me, does anyone know how he evolved into a superman? Who can help me?"
"Who the hell doesn't want to evolve? I wish I could spit stones!"
"James, when did you awaken? Can't you take me with you?"
"I heard that the East District also awakened supernatural power, yes I swear!"
"It seems that everyone may become a powerful superman in the future, and our Eagle Sauce will be saved!"
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At the same time, a similar scene happened on the other side of the McKinshan shelter.
The waiter was waiting by his side, and the armed team members were behind the superman.
Further back, there were rich people of various levels, who kept waving their hands or clenching their fists and shouting.
"This is really cool!"
"Oh God, he must be sent by God to save us, otherwise why can he draw high voltage electricity out of thin air?"
"Fuck, have we collectively traveled to the Marvel world? This is incredible!"
"There is a superpower who can spit stones at the gate of the West District. Oh, I still like to call them extraordinary people! We have an extraordinary person who can draw high voltage electricity here. Are we safe?"
"At least the zombies can't pose a threat to us, right?"
"Fuck, where are the mutants created by the giant beast? Come out and die!"
"Our extraordinary person can beat her into a kebab!!"
"..."
Countless people cheered and praised, and the sound reached Pete's ears, which was very useful.
He waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet, and then slowly stood up and waved his hands!
Zila Zila!
Zila Zila! !
Accompanied by various teeth-grinding sounds, countless high-voltage electricity struck from the sky, emitting brilliant light in the night sky, roasting the zombies below on the spot.
The air was filled with a strong smell of burning, which quickly dissipated under the strong wind. Then the zombie bodies hit by the "high-voltage electricity" were quickly washed away by the heavy rain and slid downstream.
Before those incomplete bodies entered the flood, they were pounced on by countless piranhas. In the sound of splashing, these bodies were quickly eaten up, as if nothing had happened.
"They are all ants."
Pete looked at the group of zombies jumping around aimlessly below and shook his head. "I'm afraid that if I kill them, there will be no fun. How boring my life as a superhuman will be. Oh my God, I hate boring days the most, so I'll keep them for now."
After pretending to be cool, Pete picked up the meat bones and started chewing them.
In fact, only he himself knew that he felt dizzy and exhausted after using extraordinary powers for a long time.
As a former capitalist, Pete was well versed in the art of controlling people, so he would never let the ordinary people behind him know his shortcomings.
After all, he still had to rely on their faith and offerings to live a comfortable life!
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On the other side, James, who was also pretending to be cool, chose to rest after finding that the stones he spit out were getting thinner and thinner, and the power was not even enough to kill zombies.
Then he replenished food and waited for the president's reception.
At present, the Eagle Sauce has awakened two people with extraordinary powers, and the stationed armed forces have informed them that the president is on the way.
It is needless to think that people like him will be greeted with supreme honors and social status in the future.
"Roar!!!!"
At this moment, a deafening sound suddenly startled the entire group of people in the McKinshan Rich Shelter.
Everyone turned their heads subconsciously to look.
Dozens or even hundreds of people seemed to have seen something terrifying, and they retreated like a tide. The stationed team quickly opened the safety of their guns and rushed over.
Gradually, everyone saw the huge monster in front of them clearly - a monster!
This was a super giant about five meters tall, with muscles all over his body, and one of his fists was several times bigger than a sandbag.
No one doubts that such a giant can beat ordinary people into meat patties with one punch.
"Officer, he, he suddenly became so big!"
"Fuck, will he hurt us? Does anyone know him?"
"Is this someone from our shelter group?"
"Everyone be alert. If he dares to attack, quickly ask the extraordinary person who can spit stones to assist us!"
"Officer, I can see that this guy is a waiter at the Doomsday Carnival Bar. He is a refugee!"
"Yes, I know him. His name is, his name is Barritt!"
Refugees, in the rich shelter group, can only exist at the bottom of society. Because of good luck, they can enter this safe shelter group to live.
And their job is to serve these rich people well in exchange for some food and shelter.
"..."
Hearing the name of the mutant giant by the rich man, the people present were shocked and angry, and secretly envious. Why has a low-level person awakened, but they haven't?
Some people who had bullied Barrit hurriedly hid in the crowd, fearing that he would see them and take revenge.
"Give me food, I want pizza from George's Pizza!"
Barrit punched a three-story building on the roadside and collapsed it, turning his head to look at the stationed team members stupidly.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you, I just want to eat pizza from George's Pizza."
"Quick, go and deliver all the pizzas from George's Pizza to me, honor our great extraordinary... warriors!"
The armed captain ordered in a trembling voice.
Soon, two electric cars arrived quickly, carrying hundreds of pizzas. The giant Barrit drooled and sat there, like a monster, eating one pizza at a time.
The pizza was 60 centimeters long, but in Barrit's mouth, it was just like an ordinary person eating a steamed bun. The scene was weird and terrifying. No one knew what this giant would do next!