He didn't choose a supermarket.

An accident in Hangzhou was earlier than in Yangzhou, and the personnel retreated earlier. There might not be much left in the supermarket.

However, I can still stroll around in the community. Some residents who are in a hurry should have a lot of food left at home.

Shen Mo wanted to find some vegetables and fruits to improve his food.

He first climbed into a lush yard with flowers and plants. He was lucky. He found a green cucumber in the corner of the wall, and found a potted tomato in another yard.

Afterwards, I found several stores, either with onions and garlic planted in the yard, or just ordinary flowers and plants.

But that's OK.

After all, there are not many communities with yards on the first floor nowadays.

Before he knew it, he came from the south gate of the community to the north gate.

I guess the time I came out was not short, so I was about to return on the same road. At this time, the road outside the community suddenly became brighter, as if it was illuminated by the car lights in the distance.

Shen Mo frowned, threw his backpack behind his back, held the trunk beside him, stepped up a few steps, and squatted in the dense tree canopy to observe.

A car indeed came.

At a closer distance, he heard the rustling sound of wheels rolling on the road. The driver drove slowly for some reason.

When he got closer, he heard the fierce voices—there were men and women, which were not considered quarrels, but it was absolutely unpleasant to hear that tone.

After waiting for a while, a jeep with a solid appearance came into view.

The car was obviously modified, with the wheels and headlights very unique. At this moment, the roof was wide open and there were five people sitting inside.

Three men and two women.

Shen Mo subconsciously frowned, not only because he remembered the team of troops Tu Dan mentioned before, but also because the group of people actually carried weapons.

Nowadays, those who can get weapons are either soldiers or bandits.

Shen Mo held his breath on the tree to avoid being discovered.

The jeep slowly drove into the community.

The driver was a middle-aged fat uncle. To be precise, he was not fat, but strong. He had a thigh back and a bear-waisted waist, a stubble face, and a strong body!

The man on the co-pilot is in sharp contrast to him, with a handsome and gentle appearance, and a calm and elegant temperament.

Further backwards, a woman in red sat on the left, with her eyebrows standing on her face full of impatientness.

On the right is a young man wearing glasses, holding a wounded young girl in his arms, complaining indignantly:

"Su Man, you're enough! Zhu Shu didn't mean it. Is it necessary to speak so badly?!"

"I think I'm talking rudely?" The woman in red sneered, "If it weren't for your sake, I would have done it long ago!"

"Su Man, you!"

"Not blamed her..." The woman in the man's arms spoke weakly, "It's my fault, I have implicated everyone... I have caused everyone to waste a prop."

The man hugged her with distress, "Okay, okay, stop talking, rest well, the wound will heal soon, don't be afraid..."

The woman in red sarcastically said: "Ha, why are you pretending to be a weak little white lotus!"

"Su Man! I warn you..."

"Okay." The man in the passenger car spoke up unhappily.

The two people behind closed their mouths at the same time, but their faces were still filled with anger.

The man said, "Stop it. Just came out of the maze and everyone needs to rest. Now find a place to settle down first. To see Zhu Shu's recovery tomorrow, then decide whether to go on the road."

The jeep turned a corner and left Shen Mo's vision.

Shen Mo stayed on the tree for a while, sure that he couldn't hear any movement, so he jumped off the tree and walked out of the community.

As he was about to leave, he looked at the wheel marks left by the jeep, followed the traces and looked up at the mist in the distance.

"Have you just come out of the maze..." he murmured thoughtfully.
Chapter completed!