Zong Yao thought about it and felt that the affairs of the human race still had to be progressed slowly.

He is in a hurry to go to the demon capital to find people, and he is eager to go north to find out the situation, what is the use?

Or do your best to ensure that more people can live!

Regarding Zong Yao's decision, Bai Tian didn't have any ideas, anyway, there were a lot of Qiangui secret realms, so he didn't delay things~

After resting for the night, Zong Yao set off with the four members of the Jiang family early the next morning.

Father Jiang sat in the car and thanked Zong Yao with emotion.

"The end of the world has broken out for so long, and I have never slept so comfortably like yesterday, Brother Zongyao, thank you so much!"

"Hehe, Brother Jiang is polite, if you do what is recorded in the Doomsday Hand, you will also have the ability to fight against zombies!"

"I can't! I'm old, and my wife's health is not good, so I can only rely on you young people to fight the end times~"

Through this period of understanding, Zong Yao has made a preliminary judgment on the mental nature of the four members of the Jiang family.

It can be said that except for my sister Jiang Quetong, the other three people are all masters who want to eat and wait for death, and they can't help Adou!

Speaking of which, Zong Yao felt that Jiang Quetong not only had a slightly different personality from the three members of the Jiang family,

Even the appearance is very different, is this Jiang Que Tong raised?

Zong Yao had doubts, but he couldn't ask about it in front of others.

After the car fell silent, Zong Yao galloped all the way according to the direction provided by the day,

Sure enough, I saw a dilapidated resettlement camp, not only did there be no fortifications,

Even the guards are listless and have no spirits, is this all waiting to be sent to death?

Zong Yao drove to the door of the resettlement camp, and two soldiers with guns came over with fierce faces.

One looked at the car, the other at Zong Yao, and asked viciously.

"Do you have anything to eat? If you want to take refuge in our resettlement camp, you must pay food, otherwise our resettlement camp will not provide protection! ”

"Yes, yes, yes! How much do we have to pay for seven or eight days of food in the back bucket? ”

Father Jiang was pointed at the gun by the man, his legs were frightened, and he went straight to the bottom.

Jiang's mother and younger brother on the side were behind Jiang's father, and they didn't even dare to speak.

"The first time I heard that when I entered the resettlement camp, I still need to pay for food,

Don't you have any members of the collection who are in charge of the supplies? Waiting to sit and eat nothing? ”

"I don't care if you've heard of it! Turn in at least half of the food for seven days! Otherwise, get out! ”

"Big brother! It's meat! Dig the groove! They actually have meat! The kind of meat that can be eaten!! ”

The man with the gun had a fierce look, and he was trying to force Zong Yao and them to go.

But when he heard the soldier who was inspecting the car say that there was meat, he hurried to the back of the car.

Looking at the two boxes of canned meat in the car body, the man with the gun pointed his gun directly at Zong Yao, and asked with a fierce light in his eyes.

"Where did this canned meat come from! Do you still have any? ”

"There's... I won't give it to you either! You don't deserve it! ”

Zong Yao was fearless, and his heart was boiling with anger.

He couldn't have imagined that this resettlement camp with a population of more than 50,000 would be mixed like this.

Is the leader too wasteful, or there are too many moths in the camp, this shouldn't be!

"You're special! Lao Tzu is giving you a chance! Get all the canned meat out! ”

"Brother Zongyao, take it, take it all, let's know the current affairs as Junjie!"

"Dad!!"

The situation in front of the resettlement camp was delicate, Zong Yao and the man with the gun stood at each other,

He knew that the man didn't dare shoot because his gun... No bullets!

"Don't waste time with me here, take me to the leader of your resettlement camp! If you want to eat canned food, it depends on your strength! ”

Zong Yao planned to quickly cut through the mess and solve the problem of this resettlement camp at the root at one time.

The man with the gun thought about it, instead of freezing here, it was better to push this matter to the boss, maybe the boss has a way!

"Dog, you're watching them here, if they dare to mess around, shoot them directly! Don't be afraid! ”

“... Be! Eldest brother! ”

The soldier who inspected the car reluctantly took his eyes off the can of meat and wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth.

When Zong Yao and the soldier who had been pointing at Zong Yao with a gun left, Ergou asked smartly.

"Don't you know where the canned meat is? If you can provide clues, we will have a big reward for the camp! Worry-free food and clothing~"

"I, we're not actually together, we met on the road,

All those canned meat were brought by the man named Zong Yao! Actually, we have nothing to do with him..."

Father Jiang also wanted to exchange canned meat for a worry-free food and clothing, but he really didn't know where Zong Yao came from.

Regarding Jiang's father's approach, Jiang Quetong saw it all,

In addition to disgust, disgust, and disdain, there is actually a superior contempt in his eyes.

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Entering the resettlement camp, Zong Yao found that his bottom line was constantly being breached.

Is this called a resettlement camp? It's called a crucifixion camp!

Those who were flesh and bones, and whose wills were wilted, lay on the ground and groaned weakly,

Look at their chapped lips and sallow skin, it's been a long time since they drank water to eat!

"Your resettlement camp still wants me to get you canned meat under such conditions?"

"What kind of conditions? What is the matter with our camp!

It's good enough to protect you from zombies and mutants, but what more could you ask for? ”

The gun-wielding soldier and Zong Yao walked this way, their hands were sore, and they could only put it down.

Looking at Zong Yao's energetic, naturally extraordinary, and extremely proud appearance,

The gun-wielding warrior's anger surged up again, and he asked.

"Don't even lift the bullets, it's better to save your strength to kill the zombies!"

"You, how do you know I don't have a bullet in my gun!

I'm a guard gun, so I don't need bullets, and we've got Gatling in our armory! It's just that I don't need it now! ”

was pierced by Zong Yao, and the face of the fierce-looking warrior changed dramatically in an instant, but he held on to his strength and stood back.

Seeing this, Zong Yao was not arguing with him, what Gatling machine gun, it was not as convenient for him as an ordinary spear and big knife to kill zombies!

Walking into the place where the leader of the resettlement camp works, Zong Yao felt that this leader might not be able to do it alone.

Because the environment in which the leader lives is also very broken, so broken that it is only better than those who sleep in the open air outside!

"Leader Liu, this person came to our resettlement camp today, and he has canned meat and food in his car!

I just asked him if he had any canned meat, and he said he wouldn't give it to me, he wanted to see you, so I brought him with me! ”

"Well, you go down, I'll talk to him. Hello young man..."

In the room where Chief Liu is working, there is a smell of medicine.

As the words fell, an old man with gray temples sat up on the bed tremblingly, with an indescribable exhaustion on his face.