Chapter 92: Jingwu Gate

Two days later, in addition to Xiuxiu's mother and son, Li Mu handed over the remaining twenty well-trained female soldiers in the villa to Bai Feng and Li Rou. Divided into two groups, they traveled day and night to escort Ge Lao and the two to the center.

Although the antiviral serum has shown that Li Mu is innocent, the cautious Li Mu will not joke with his life until the wanted is revoked. All persuasions were useless, and Ge Lao hated the person who wanted Li Mu more and more. Under the escort of Bai Feng and others, Ge Lao and his entourage accelerated their journey, wanting to let the facts come to light as soon as possible, so as not to let the country lose a talent like Li Mu.

Bai Feng and Li Rou left, and Li Mu and Xiuxiu's mother and son were left in the villa. Without the addition of experimental materials, Li Mu simply stopped the experiment and spent all his time with Xiuxiu. In the following days, while teasing Ping'er and playing, he personally taught Xiuxiu martial arts.

But it didn't take long for such days to end, and on this day, Li Mu took Xiuxiu's mother and son out to go out. Before I got home, I heard the noise from the villa in the distance. For the sake of prudence, let Xiuxiu's mother and son hide, and Li Mu went home to investigate first.

As a result, dozens of people came to the villa, fully armed, and noisily rummaging around. Obviously, the comers are not good, and there is absolutely no good result in hard work. Li Mu decisively decided to give up here and left with Xiuxiu's mother and son.

If he hadn't been reluctant to leave his laboratory, Li Mu would have planned to leave a long time ago. Although Ge Lao may not betray himself, in this troubled world, whoever has an antiviral serum will dominate the party. Of course, Li Mu knew that it was dangerous to hand things over, but this serum was useless even if he held it in his hand. At least now there are hundreds of people saved every day, and that's the benefit of handing it over.

With Xiuxiu's mother and son, he returned to the escape road. However, now Li Mu has completed the Yijin Sutra, and Xiuxiu, under the guidance of Li Mu, has also practiced the superior internal skills suitable for women. Even if they were holding the young Ping'er, the two of them relied on the effortless Ling Bo microstep, and they came and went freely in this tide of biochemical zombies.

With the location of the contact points left by Bai Feng in mind, Li Muxiuxiu's family of three after changing their voices drove for more than ten days and finally came to the Feihai refuge camp.

Now, nearly nine months after the disaster erupted, the long-lasting evacuation camp has begun to take shape. The camps, which were armed with their own people, either rebelled or were destroyed in a zombie frenzy.

This refuge camp was not built by relying on the armed forces of the military, but by five social elites. Although there are not many people here, less than 5,000, but under the leadership of these five people, everyone has their own work and responsibilities, and they can't see anything at will.

After doing the safety check, Li Mu and Xiuxiu's mother and son got a simple room, and all the food and drink in the future required Li Mu to participate in hunting or farming, and exchange the fruits of labor for it.

Such an operating mechanism is also reasonable. For the sake of safety, Li Mu and Xiuxiu decisively changed their faces.

Li Mu doubled his age and became a middle-aged uncle with a cross scar on the right side of his face, and his name was changed to **. And Xiuxiu became a middle-aged aunt in her forties under Li Mu's disguise, and Ping'er was the child adopted by the two.

The hunting activities in the camp were too simple for Li Mu. The one who harvested the most every day and brought back the most supplies was definitely Li Mu, a middle-aged uncle who had been in the camp for less than a week.

Li Mu did not refuse to team up with others, and after seeing Li Mu's strong close range ability, many young people in the camp worshiped under Li Mumen. At this moment, Li Mu, who was famous, was too lazy to go out hunting, so he simply opened a martial arts hall, listed a Jingwu gate, and collected tuition fees in the camp to live.

You don't have to go out to face zombies, you have a lot of income in your account, and this kind of leisurely life is really too many people's eyes. But there are many people who have teamed up with Li Mu, and they have all seen how Li Mu killed zombies neatly and cleanly, and there are no people who come to trouble without their own strength.

However, with the increasing number of disciples under Li Mu, even if Li Mu wants to keep a low profile, his current reputation is directly catching up with the founding five. Xu Yuezhong, who was in charge of personnel among the five people, had to come to Li Mu's martial arts hall, and the bodyguards accompanying him were even more warlike.

The students of the martial arts hall, although they respect the contributions of the founding five, but their own masters keep to themselves, and they have nothing to do. It seems that they are here to kick the hall, and many disciples who have learned and succeeded under Li Mumen hurriedly protected their own masters, surrounded Xu Yuezhong and others, and it is estimated that they will start to move if they disagree.

In a tense posture, Xu Yuezhong, who was running quickly, took out a handkerchief to wipe away a cold sweat, asked the bodyguard behind him to step back, and said with a smile: "Master Zhang, misunderstanding, we are not here to kick the gym." We are here to hire Master Zhang to be the martial arts instructor of our Flying Sea Hunting Team, and we hope that Master Zhang will not refuse! ”

I knew that I wouldn't have brought that group of bodyguards, and I wouldn't have been in the current situation. **This person has a mysterious background, but he is very powerful in kung fu, invincible among the zombies, and naturally won a great reputation in just one month. Fortunately, ** doesn't have much ambition, I just want to live with peace of mind, otherwise it wouldn't be Xu Yue's revisit.

"It turned out to be Minister Xu, since the five adults look up to me, I am naturally willing to serve." Looking at the group of dissatisfied bodyguards behind Xu Yuezhong, Li Mu continued: "I just don't know, do the five adults plan to give me an instructor placement casually, or the chief instructor?" ”

This instructor and the chief instructor are one word apart, and their identities are very different. Although the chief instructor cannot command all the hunting teams, all the armed forces of Feihai are nominally protégés of this chief instructor. In terms of status, it is not under the founding five, but also the spiritual pillar that guards the Flying Sea Refuge Camp.

"**, you've only been here for a few days, and you want to be the chief martial arts instructor of our Flying Sea Refuge Camp, you're too self-conscious, aren't you?"

As soon as Li Mu's voice fell, the bodyguards behind Xu Yue couldn't hold back their anger. They are all protégés of the current chief instructor, and Li Mu's words are equivalent to a direct slap in the face.

"What are you talking about, using an ordinary instructor to place our master and looking down on our Jingwu Sect, right? Master, they don't have any sincerity at all, don't go. ”

Many of the successful disciples under Li Mu's sect were members of the previous hunting team, and they had been saved by Li Mu many times. Now that he is learning art under Li Mumen, he naturally can't tolerate others insulting his master, so they quarrel one after another, and even push and scuffle together.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and Xu Yue was powerless to stop it. Fortunately, Li Mu didn't want to see his family killing each other, and the true qi in his body was agitated, and his feet exerted force again and again, and his figure changed, slapping the two people who were scuffling together, and said: "Minister Xu, my protégés are not sensible, please forgive me." Since ancient times, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts, and it is inevitable that there will be disputes between the two genres. Instead of us killing each other here, we do what is happy for our relatives and enemies. Why don't we each select ten disciples from our subordinates and go out hunting, and compare who brings back more supplies, how about it? ”