Moreover, Chen Jin was very helpless and said that he was under great psychological pressure. The reason why pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info is that every time I hold it in my hand, I want to swallow it

The urge in the belly.

Although, if it's those pig's feet in the novel, then they will basically follow some strange desires to devour some strange things, and then, they will start all kinds of evolutions in the sky, and then all kinds of invincible scripts......

Nima, that's a novel! If you don't get to the point of death, whoever has a brain pump has nothing to gamble and play, what if something happens.

"It's been half a year, and human beings are really helpless against this disaster, and it seems that everything still has to rely on itself. ”

Pull out a packet of biscuits, tear open the package casually and throw it in your mouth. I felt into my satchel again, but I took out an empty bottle.

"There's no water again, I'm choking to death, forget it, go find some water before going on the road. ”

Wiping his mouth and throwing away the bottle, Chen Jin strode away.

The provincial prison, once home to a large number of criminals, is now a refugee camp for survivors, well, of course

Base.

Within the high walls, the most hated fortress of people who once longed for freedom has now become a guarantee of people's safe existence

Barriers, tall and sturdy walls, electrified barbed wire, and a few armed men with guns are enough to insulate any change

Disgusting creatures of heterogeneous infection.

"Boss, Sun Baoqing's turtle son, opened the iron fence this morning and put more than a dozen people, all of them women. ”

A strong man in a crumpled police uniform with a shaved head. He actually nodded at a half-grown boy sitting on an iron box. Strangely, the young man was still wearing a prison uniform.

Actually, it's no wonder. After all, more than half a year has passed since the disaster happened. Nowadays, there is no government jurisdiction, of course, strength is respected. In the past, it was about money and power, but now it is about fists.

Under the threat of zombies everywhere and all kinds of infected creatures, the surviving humans have to survive together, of course, at this time

The weak demand the protection of the strong. So, here's the problem. Why do the strong shelter the weak in vain? The weak do not obey the strong, and the strong do not bother to care whether the weak live or die unless there is something wrong with their brains.

Don't talk about the far, just talk about the present. What is a strong person? What is a weak person? It's very simple! If you dare to kill zombies, if you dare to face those mutated creatures and fight them, then you are strong. Don't think it's very simple, most people see those disgusting zombies, let alone kill him, their legs don't tremble, and it's pretty good to be able to run. There are even some weak people who will completely collapse after facing a zombie once.

Since they can't face it, then why not kill and kill those zombies. So, what do you do to survive? Nonsense, at least do you think these people dare to go out and find necessities such as food? At this time, they can only rely on those who are really bold and strong

The horse protected. At least, when they encounter danger, they will not panic and dare to fight, can make judgments calmly, and can be like a leader

Like a sheep, lead everyone to go down and live.

Of course, the strong have some privileges. For example, there is more food than everyone else, there are more spouses, ahem! In short, they are all privileges, and the animal world is all about the jungle, right?

"I remember, as I said yesterday, except for the action team that collects supplies, no one is allowed to enter the base for half a month!"

The young man in the box took out a nail clipper, trimmed his nails slowly, sat on his back, did not turn his head, and said in a somewhat cold tone

Slowly spit out a few words.

"Boss, the grandson said that he said that he would not have any problems after cleaning and checking, and he was responsible for what happened. ”

Ban Cuntou hurriedly replied, cold sweat began to break out on his head, he knew in his heart, this kid didn't look at his age, he was ruthless and vicious. The worst thing is that the skills are outrageous. I don't know where to get a bunch of sharp scalpels, all sorts of things,

There are all kinds of models. Throw out the quasi-head, and catch up with Xiao Li's flying knife.

"Fart! He's in charge, he's in charge! This pervert, bastard thing, he doesn't know anything about it. Call Zhao Dabiao and them. ”

The boy was furious, got up and kicked the tin box away.

"Yes, yes, boss! ”

The board turned his head and crawled to find someone.

Looking at the nail clippers in his hand, the young man rolled up his sleeves again to reveal a white arm, but the blood on the originally smooth arm was hidden from time to time

The tube squirmed, making people look creepy.

"Sun Baoqing, I originally wanted to tell you to live a little longer, but since you are so ignorant. If you really think that Lao Tzu has that little ability, you will die, don't think that those little tricks can fool Lao Tzu. ”

The prison is divided into several districts, and since the beginning of anarchy, it has been divided between several powerful forces, each of which controls a piece of territory. And the size of the territory depends entirely on the strength of the bosses of each force, and in their own territory, these bosses are basically the emperor of the soil, holding all the power of life and death.

Of course, there are some restless small force leaders in any big force, and Sun Baoqing belongs to this kind of person.

Sun Baoqing, a northerner. Chinese New Year's Eve is arrogant and arrogant, vicious and vicious, and both parents are dead. As a child, he was sent to a juvenile detention center after fighting, and when he grew up, he worked as a mule, and was later sentenced to prison for robbery and serious maiming.

What I didn't expect was that less than three years after I came in, the world changed. In the process of clearing the prison zombies, due to his bloody and ruthless methods, his subordinates quickly subdued a group of younger brothers.

He also occupied a small area in the northwest corner of the prison, and one of the warehouses was his old nest, where Sun Baoqing, his men, and hundreds of survivors lived.

The warehouse was transformed and divided into pieces of space, and Sun Baoqing lived in the innermost part of the warehouse.

"Yes, yes, that's it, line up, brother will come right away, hahaha. ”

There was little in the spacious room, except for a few wooden boxes stacked in the corner, and a large blanket spread on the floor. In addition to the stack of quilts against the wall on the blanket, there were only a dozen sleek women kneeling on the blanket, and Sun Baoqing looked at these women with their backs to him proudly.

Eat and drink enough to play with women every day, all kinds of women, this has to be put aside in the past, and Sun Baoqing is addicted. He doesn't have any hobbies, his biggest hobby is women, but he didn't expect the end of the world to realize his former fantasy. Every time he thinks about it, Sun Baoqing can't help but sigh with emotion, if he knew this, it would be better to end sooner.

Boom!

Just when Sun Baoqing's salty pig hand was wandering away, there was a loud noise, which scared his hands to tremble, followed by a burst of footsteps accompanied by noise from far and near.

Who's impatient!