Diversity Domination: Starting from the Resident Evil Lottery

Not long ago, she received a message from a survivor asking for help, so she decided to check over and see if she could help.

After the apocalypse, there are fewer and fewer human beings who survive, and every time one more person is saved, there is more hope for mankind.

She didn't just carry out such a rescue operation once.

However, the human heart is unpredictable.

She was kind enough to save people, and the situation of being pointed at a gun by the other party has also appeared more than once.

So, she took out her pistol, cautiously pushed open the glass door, and walked into the supermarket.

The glass inside the supermarket was blackened by the survivors inside with all sorts of objects.

After walking into the supermarket, there is no light here, although it is not enough to say that you can't see your fingers, but the visual distance has been shortened a lot.

The inside of the supermarket is very empty, so empty that you can't even see a shelf.

Alice exhaled a breath of air, and as she passed through the hallway, she could see extreme language and symbols written on the walls with red dye, such as "burn them" and "all have to die".

At this moment, the silence of the supermarket makes Alice wonder, is she coming to the night?

The survivors inside must have met with an accident.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but speed up her pace.

After a little more round, she finally saw someone, an old white-haired lady sitting in a chair with her back to her, holding a baby.

The old lady did not seem to notice her arrival and continued to sing a lullaby softly.

Alice approached the old lady step by step and patted her gently on the shoulder.

A white-haired old woman with sad eyes, tears left deep marks on her wrinkled face, and her lips trembled slightly, as if telling endless grief.

Slowly, she turned her head and looked at Alice.

When her gaze fell on Alice, the despair in her eyes seemed to be replaced by a ray of hope in an instant, and she pushed the baby in her hand towards Alice.

"My child, please, save my child. "

The old woman's cry was like a sharp knife that pierced Alice's heart.

Thinking of this old woman struggling to survive in the apocalypse, and taking on the responsibility of taking care of the baby, Alice couldn't help but feel deep regret for her plight.

That softest string in Alice's heart was touched deeply, and it was all to blame on the damn Umbrella Company!

She let go of her guard and gently took the baby from the old woman's hand.

In order not to frighten this innocent little life, she carefully put away her pistol.

But the moment she hugged the baby, she suddenly realized, so light, how light and fluttering, and the feel is not right, hard, this is not like a newborn baby at all?

She reached out to open the swaddling clothes, only to realize that what she was holding in her arms was only a plastic baby doll.

She's fooled!

Alice suddenly felt bad, and the doll in her hand came out of her hand.

At this moment, the repulsive sound of a gun being loaded sounded behind her, and several men with guns appeared behind her, and even the seemingly frail old woman in front of her pulled out a gun and pointed it at her.

"Hey, you bitch, you dropped my baby on the ground. The old woman roared angrily.

Alice was pointed at the head by several guns, and reluctantly gave up resistance, allowing the old woman to search for the Sig Sauer P320 pistol on her body.

It's not that she doesn't have the strength to resist, it's just that she doesn't want to do anything to the survivors who are struggling to survive in the apocalypse.

Perhaps, these people in front of them also committed such acts out of self-preservation.

The apocalypse drove many people crazy, and it is very likely that the old woman suffered from paranoia because she couldn't accept the pain of losing her child, and took the plastic doll on the ground for her child.

Even if these people tied her hands and pressed them on the table, she was still exculpating the survivors who could be killed in front of her.

But apparently, all this is just Alice's self-deception.

These survivors who take kindness as bait are not crazy, and the end of the day only helps them release their nature and live a life as they want.

"Oops, we're surrounded, we need help, can anyone hear?"

"I beg you who will come to our rescue. "

The old lady thought that Alice had lost the ability to resist, and began to proudly show Alice her exaggerated acting skills.

The message for help that Alice received through the radio was conveyed by the old woman through the radio.

"Haha, there are always idiots who think they can save the world and become a savior.

Mom, you see we've succeeded again. "

The man in the black beret showed a lewd gaze, looked at Alice like a fish on a chopping board, and licked his lips.

"Mom, can this woman let us play with her first, and then eat her?" (read the violent novel, just go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

It's rare to see such a good product!"

The old woman's perverted laughter rang out, "'~ Of course you can." Sons, don't be in a hurry, line up one by one, everyone has a share. "

It was only then that Alice discarded her naïve thoughts.

Her face turned cold, these people are really damned!

"If I were you, I wouldn't do that. "

Alice decided to give these people one last chance.

"Shut your mouth, stinking bitch. "

However, Alice's kindness is greeted by a loud brawl from the beret man, who immediately begins to untie his belt.

Angry Alice, one leg jerks up, bottom-up, a nice forward kick.

A powerful kick struck the beret man in the jaw, killing him instantly.

"Ah, my precious son Eddie, he's dead!" said the old lady with her black, yellow, black, yellow teeth bared, and roared angrily.

This time, her anger was not acted.

The others pointed their guns at Alice, and Alice tried to persuade the rest of the people to let her go, but before she could say anything, she was knocked unconscious by the others.

Before she fell unconscious, she faintly heard the old woman's malicious curse: "I want you to play with this woman to ......"

After making sure that Alice at the table was unconscious, the other sons of the old woman eagerly feasted on the woman one by one in order to avenge the death of the eldest brother.

The sound of footsteps came from far and near.

"There's someone else, you guys kill him first, and then you get that stinky bitch. "

Dressed in a crisp white trench coat and a shiny cross on his chest, Anderson walked slowly around the corner, his eyes falling on Alice.

At this moment she was unconscious, lying on her dusty old desk.

Although the demons around him aimed all kinds of guns at him, Anderson had no fear.

Serving God is His supreme glory.