The world is frozen: I let you stock up on goods, but not on goddesses!

Although Yang Zhenyu is an industrialist.

The family is well off and has a lot of wealth... but it cannot resist the horror of food shortage in the last days.

After learning that his son Yang Dongjun had an accident, he could not accept the news that his son was about to be killed, because in his mind, no matter how terrible it was now, the disaster might one day pass. Once the disaster passed, the Yang family would definitely be able to make a comeback!

The son is the hope of the Yang family!

It is also the only bloodline continuation of the Yang family.

Yang Zhenyu’s patriarchal preference is here.

Although Yang Ziyan was also his biological child, in Yang Zhenyu's heart, his daughter could not pass on the blood of the Yang family. Even so, when Yang Ziyan said that she was going to save Yang Dongjun, Yang Zhenyu was still shocked, even if he favored boys over girls, even if he didn't think highly of his daughter , but Yang Zhenyu was not cold-blooded enough to watch his daughter die.

Even though he favors boys over girls to the core.

Even his two wives are like this.

Even if Yang Ziyan is at home, she is not given any actual power in the company other than eating, drinking, and having fun. She is even treated like trash. She is never looked at or taken seriously. She is even occasionally scolded, punished, or even put into solitary confinement... ..Although these have caused the relationship between father and daughter to almost break down, Yang Zhenyu still feels that going out rashly in the apocalypse of Duxue is simply a way to die!

Is it even possible to watch his daughter being corroded and dissolved by the poisonous snow without leaving the manor's large yard?

But Yang Ziyan showed her abilities.

She showed off the apocalyptic ski suit she had asked her servants to help her build in the past few days.

Widened skis wrapped with thick iron plates and sprayed with thick anti-corrosion paint.

A ski pole wrapped in several layers of molten iron and equipped with a round anti-sinking tray.

The special snow-proof umbrella, which is supported on the body and tied to the armpits with safety ropes, is also wrapped in iron sheet, and its weight can be imagined. However, Yang Ziyan not only easily picked up all this equipment weighing dozens of kilograms or even more, but also carried it with ease. He even played it in front of Yang Zhenyu.

When watching Yang Ziyan really skiing on the poisonous snow.

The posture is elegant, the body is light, and the speed is not slow... Yang Zhenyu agreed. Even if Yang Ziyan may die of exhaustion in the middle, this time it is no longer a death without a glimmer of hope. This time there is hope, Yang Zhenyu It seems that Yang Ziyan feels that she can take this risk.

Even at the end.

Even after saving his son Yang Dongjun.

Yang Ziyan died in the process.

Yang Zhenyu felt that it was all worth it.

"Pay attention to safety, eat when you are hungry, find a place with a building that can protect you from the snow, take a rest, be careful not to be plotted by others, people are evil now..."

After hearing these instructions from Yang Zhenyu.

Yang Ziyan really thought her father had repented.

I thought my father was truly worried about his daughter's safety.

Yang Ziyan was almost moved here.

But Yang Zhenyu has another sentence.

"Be sure to bring Xiaojun back!"

"Zi Yan, please beg you, I must do whatever it takes to save Xiaojun!!!"

Do whatever it takes.

Save Yang Dongjun?

This sentence told Yang Ziyan.

Father Yang Zhenyu is still the same man who favors sons over daughters.

Sons are favored over daughters, and a daughter can be allowed to risk her own death in exchange for her son's life. As for the above concerns about safety, are they really concerns... Isn't it just that if Yang Ziyan dies, no one will save her? Yang Dongjun?

This kind of affection is suffocating.

Everything seemed real.

And very bloody.

Fortunately, Yang Ziyan has almost gotten used to it after so many years.

I'm almost used to it.

............

"What a good father."

"What a good second mother, what a good little mother~~~~~Hehe, hehehe."

Yang Ziyan is on her way at the moment.

In order to prevent too much poisonous snow from splashing on the body, the height of the skis must be much higher than that of ordinary skis. Although this will increase wind resistance and reduce speed, at least it will increase safety. Yang Ziyan, who has excellent skiing ability, is not aware of this added difficulty. Very easy to navigate.

She was going downhill now.

The speed quickly increased.

She squatted down to a certain level, feeling this long-lost stimulation, and she had mixed feelings in her heart. Thinking of her father and her two young mothers’ patriarchal preference, she didn’t know whether to cry or laugh, but she thought that she took the initiative to come out for this purpose. Breathable.

It seemed like I felt much more comfortable all of a sudden.

"Ah~~~~~~~!"

Yang Ziyan couldn't help shouting happily.

A feeling she hadn't experienced in a long time made her extremely comfortable.

It's just the skis, ski poles, and equipment held up above the head to block the poisonous snow. I don't know how long they can last. The poisonous snow has been corroding this set of equipment. Yang Dongjun, this useless brother, doesn't know if he can hold on until he arrives.

But Yang Ziyan brought two sets of equipment.

There is also a set on his back.

At the same time before she left.

A route was planned.

You will pass a steel factory on the way.

If it is determined that the destination cannot be reached after calculation, Yang Ziyan will temporarily change direction and go to the steel plant to strengthen her equipment. This is the best way she can think of.

Zi La La——! ! !

Du Xue accidentally fell on the gloves.

It pierced the glove and corroded her delicate hands again.

The slight pain made Yang Ziyan sober up.

"If it were before, I would have screamed out at this kind of pain, and it would have been possible for me to even pass out with sweating profusely from the pain, but..."

"Now, when I face this kind of horrible corrosive wound, not only do I not feel much, it even feels like I accidentally cut an apple while peeling an apple, and the shallow wound solidifies before a band-aid is put on... ...It’s really weird and amazing.”

Yang Ziyan murmured.

At the same time, he was planning the journey.

Almost sixty kilometers.

Normally, this distance can be reached in an hour even if there are a lot of cars in the city. When the road conditions are good, it takes much less time to take the viaduct expressway.

And at this time.

Can't say the road conditions are bad.

All I can say is that there is no one on the road.

Of course.

The road conditions here are limited to congestion.

There is thick poisonous snow under your feet. Once you accidentally fall down, it will corrode your body and clothes in a moment, or your whole body will dissolve into a skeleton within a few minutes if you fall into the poisonous snow.

At this time.

While walking on thin ice.

Must slide as fast as possible to maintain the fastest speed.

If it's too slow, it's corrosion, if it's too fast, it's corrosion.

You must slide as far as possible within the time when corrosion damage reaches the limit. Normal flat skiing speed can reach about 50 kilometers per hour. The premise is that there is no obstruction on a straight road, and this journey is definitely not a straight road. There are many Turn after turn, it would be good if the overall speed can be maintained at 30-40, which means that it will take about an hour and a half at the fastest.

Slowest case.

It's estimated to take two hours.

This is without taking a break.

But you definitely need to rest.

Yang Ziyan had to change equipment midway, throw away the corroded equipment, replace it with new equipment, and eat something to replenish her physical strength. This would take at least ten or twenty minutes.

If two sets of equipment can't last this long.

Yang Ziyan also needs to change her route to the steel plant.

This will take at least half an hour or even an hour.

"The fastest will take more than two hours, and the slowest will take about three to four hours... Yang Dongjun, I don't know if you can hold on."

"Your sister, I'm pretty awesome, right? Your cheap dad treats me so badly, and you, a bastard, don't treat me as a relative, and yet I came out to save you, hehe, hehehe..."

Yang Ziyan smiled playfully.

As if laughing at myself.

It seemed like he was mocking Yang Dongjun for being such a waste.

She is really beautiful, her eyes are shining with light. Under the reflection of Du Xue, her natural beauty is perfectly reflected. She is also a cold, fair-skinned and beautiful woman, just like Xia Meijiao. Cold white skin.

It's just that Xia Meijiao is a cold-blooded and brainless young woman.

Yang Ziyan is a smart and capable noble girl.

"I really hope that after we meet, you can scold me as usual, so that I can give you a few punches, kicks and slaps... I'm really looking forward to it."

Whoosh! ! !

Yang Ziyan crossed the corner of a building.

The fourth floor of the building.

The survivors trapped in the mall were doing various things out of boredom, and some were holding on to the glass of the building while doing what they loved. But at this moment, the woman felt the man stop, and suddenly she was surprised.

"It's only been a minute, can't it be done?"

"No, no...it's not impossible!"

"Didn't you see it just now?!"

"what did you see?"

The woman frowned.

Her initial interest suddenly stopped and she was really speechless. She thought the man was making excuses, but she thought that this man was obviously very strong. He was one of the strongest men among the dozens of men she had met in so many days. Shouldn't it be such a waste?

"A woman skiing, a woman staring at an iron-like umbrella, skiing across it?!!!"

"???Are you kidding me?"

"Why did I lie to you! Did you really not see it?!"

"Can you stop talking nonsense? If you want to do it, do it quickly. If you don't do it, don't expect me to ask for less slices of bread from you. You can't miss a piece of bread!"

"Do it, do it, do it!"

The man muttered.

But in his mind was the scene just now.

But I found that I couldn’t do it anymore.

"F*ck, you look so strong, why are you using a silver pewter spear head? Give me a piece of trash snack and bread. I have to go upstairs to continue my next business, so stop inking!"

"It's so depressing. I just want to feel happy..."

Woman holding slices of bread.

Really went upstairs.

When she saw the two male customers upstairs standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking outside, the woman looked subconsciously and discovered that there were actually marks made by skis on the poisonous snow below. The marks were very clear and they were definitely... new!

After all, poisonous snow has been falling lightly.

The ski marks will disappear in half an hour at most.

"Oh my god!!!"

"That man is actually skiing outside!"

"Am I dreaming, or is it real!!!"

Such exclamations.

Everyone who witnessed Yang Ziyan skiing was dumbfounded and heard one after another.

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the other side.

Dubin was not far away, playing with the machete in his hand that was stained with countless blood.

Like a devil, like a poisonous snake.

Watching every player in the game eagerly, expecting to give him a polite knife if he doesn't follow the rules, as if cutting off his head, has become a major hobby of Doberman.

This is a game of survival and a game of death. After all, in the end, only one person can survive at most. Even in previous games, many times the game ended in collective death.

Of course.

Little is known about these things.

At least Wednesday Dao and others present did not know.

"Stop dilly-dallying."

"Mr. Shen is waiting for me to deliver a report. If Mr. Shen gets angry, I will cut your bodies into pieces one by one..."

I wonder if it was Doberman who scared them.

Or everyone has already made their own psychological preparations!

At this moment.

Zhou Dao and Sun Xiu took the lead one after another!

Rush suddenly in one direction!

Since every knife is in the poisonous snow.

Since you have to put your hand into the poisonous snow to suffer the torture of corrosion, in order to win the final victory, you must get the strongest knife. It is a very long sharp knife, which can also be said to be a short sword. Five About ten centimeters, with sharp edges on both sides.

In comparison.

Other fruit knives, kitchen knives.

It seems not as powerful as this one.

Of course.

There are exceptions.

After all, it was in this game that Du Bin won with a bone-chopping kitchen knife, while the others holding long knives ended up falling dead and died in Du Xue.

"what!!!"

"Damn it, my hands!!!"

Wednesday Knife took the lead.

He got a knife.

But the hand also began to corrode and fester visibly to the naked eye!

The pain made him cry out.

At this moment, I also knew in my heart how terrifying Du Bin's endurance was when he also caught Du Xue but remained silent!

Sun Xiuyi gritted his teeth!

Look at the kitchen knife not far away!

This time, he was the one holding the kitchen knife.

The other three people did not dare to neglect when they saw this.

They can only grit their teeth and grab their target's knife. After all, if they don't grab it, they will face the risk of being hacked to death. They want to live more than destroying a hand!

Not surprisingly.

They all screamed one after another.

But Sun Xiu became the best among them.

It was obvious that I was terribly afraid of death in front of me.

But when he saw Zhou Dao's screaming hand and could hardly hold the knife, he immediately thought of a way. When he got the knife, he screamed and wiped the poisonous snow on the handle of the knife on the clothes that were still on the ground. After rubbing it back and forth, after Du Xue disappeared, his left hand was almost on the verge of being scrapped, but he endured the severe pain and quickly picked up the kitchen knife with his right hand!

The look is ferocious and desperate!

Killings and screams merged instantly.

"Damn it, go to hell!!!"

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...............

Next to the warm fireplace.

Yang Dongjun's broken arm was so painful that he felt weak all over.

What was even more painful was the feeling in his heart at this moment. He watched helplessly as his girlfriend swayed her graceful body, knelt on the ground, and crawled towards Shen Liang. He watched helplessly as his girlfriend opened her cherry mouth despite being humiliated and unwilling. Eating more food than her small mouth could hold.

Watching Shen Liang's slap.

It landed on Su Nianyu's small but round and smooth peach without mercy.

Looking at Su Nianyu, he was like sieving chaff.

He made a sound that he had never heard before.

Yang Dongjun screamed!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Shen Liang smiled knowingly.

Hard slaps and gentle caresses alternated on Su Nianyu's body. Su Nianyu's humiliating and unyielding eyes made him feel very satisfied. He was so satisfied that he grabbed Su Nianyu's hair and had to press it down hard.

Shen Liang opened his mouth.

Looking at Su Nianyu who was shaking violently in an instant.

All the energy and blood in the whole body boiled at this moment.

"Bitch, you actually have such a side."

"It's so overwhelming."