The convoy stayed in Jiangjiu Road for more than three hours, and Xiang Junwei and his party were full of food and drink before continuing on the road, completely using this place as a supply line. Deng Zhuer suddenly pulled him when he sent Xiang Junwei into the car.

"Viagra, I have a few little brothers here who want to go to Xinfeng City to have a look, I don't know?"

"You don't know the current situation in Xinfeng City, and strangers are forbidden to enter." Xiang Junwei's face pulled.

"Yes, yes." Deng Zhuer smiled, "If it were an ordinary person, I would naturally not dare to speak, because it is also vain to speak, but who are you, you are viagra, others can't help it, you must have a way." Deng Zhuer quietly handed out a gold card.

"Count your kid who can speak, you can't have too many people, 10." Xiang Junwei glanced at the gold card and put it in his pocket. Gold card is a special project launched by UnionPay to serve VIP customers, each gold card has 1 million in it, no password.

"Thank you Viagra, thank you Viagra." Deng Zhuer showed an embarrassed expression, "I know that Viagra is embarrassed, but my relatives have defected to my house, and I can't help it, Jiang Jiudao seems to be stable, but in fact, danger is everywhere, now I know that Xinfeng City is safe, can Viagra add a few more people, I am grateful to Viagra with my relatives." With a stretch of his finger, another gold card was handed out.

"20, 20 at most, there are too many unfamiliar faces, and I have a lot of trouble." Xiang Junwei raised a finger to stop Deng Zhuer's words, and suddenly raised his voice: "Let's go, let's go." He turned around and got into the car.

"Viagra, walk slowly, have a good trip." Deng Zhuer trotted a few steps before stopping, with a smile on his face, and did not turn back until he was far away from Junwei's car.

Liu Wei'an and others proposed a lot of shots into Xinfeng City, but they all lost to bribery in the end. Don't be sneaky, be open, and follow in.

Although there were a few twists and turns, the people guarding the door were very careful, checking the identity information of the people entering one by one, and they were not afraid of Xiang Junwei's face, and when they quickly found Liu Wei'an's truck, Xiang Junwei stuffed 200,000 yuan out.

"Verify that there is no mistake, release!" With a wave of his hand, the inspection manager completed the inspection work.

The convoy started again, the car in front of it walked, and by the time the truck behind started, it was already ten minutes later. The military truck, which had been drastically modified, was stuffed with more than 40 people, including the family's family members, bodyguards, soldiers, vagrants, civilians, and mercenaries, some covered in mud, some in rags, and more with blood on their bodies...... Having survived the war, the improvised gauze was already dark red, and the inside of the carriage smelled unpleasant.

Liu Wei'an is one of these forty or so people. Naturally, an illegal person like him is not qualified to sit in the car in front of him, so he can only squeeze together with the GIs.

The 20 people of the Ping An team were scattered, and the others were two or three in the same car, and he happened to be alone. He remembered very well that when he got on the train, the eyes that looked at him in the carriage were indifferent, not the slightest surprise, obviously these people had experienced this kind of thing more than once.

From Jiangjiu Road to the border of Xinfeng City, it was a long distance, and the carriage was quiet, only the sound of the engine and the shaking of potholes, until it entered Xinfeng City, and there was some business in the carriage, and some acquaintances began to chat in a low voice.

"It's finally back."

"Yes, our team went to 10 people, and I was the only one left when we came back."

"We were about the same, two, and three were so badly injured that they gave up treatment."

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Liu Wei'an has good ears, and only someone communicates in the entire carriage, and he can't escape his ears. Through the chats of these people, he learned that the life of people living in Xinfeng City is not as good as people outside think, and their life, health and safety are guaranteed, but the pressure on food and survival is very great. Even the Xiang family had to go out and kill the zombies.

There are three purposes for Xiang Junwei, the first is to kill zombies and obtain military merits, which are related to the number of soldiers led behind. Second, looking for materials, the current supply in Xinfeng City is the previous inventory, which consumes a lot of money, and the pressure on the big family is also very great. In fact, the people who go out to fight and rescue are generally half of the people they rescue, and the remaining half are picked before they are handed over to the government.

And this half of them will become the private soldiers of these people.

This practice is an open secret in Xinfeng City, and the Ma family government turns a blind eye, and even secretly encourages the children of the big family to kill zombies.

"Brother." The emaciated middle-aged man in his thirties on the side gently touched Liu Wei'an's shoulder.

When he stretched out his hand, Liu Wei'an knew it, but he deliberately pretended not to know, and restrained his true qi to protect his body, otherwise the middle-aged man was afraid of being bounced away and looked at him.

"Is there any smoke?" The middle-aged man tried his best to smile in a friendly way.

"Nope." Liu Wei'an first glanced at his yellowed teeth, and then lowered his gaze, his index finger and middle finger were slightly yellow, this is an old smoker.

"Is there any food?" When the middle-aged man asked this, his throat shook and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"How long have you been with Wei Shao?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"3 months." The middle-aged man hesitated.

"What did you do before?" Liu Wei'an noticed that the strength of middle-aged people is not strong, that is, in the late stage of Black Iron, such a person can survive for three months, and the means of saving his life are good. He learned from the chatting and conversation of the people in the carriage that Xiang Junwei had to go out hunting once a month on average, and the middle-aged man had already experienced at least three fights.

"Programmer." The middle-aged man subconsciously helped his glasses, but soon found that the glasses were long gone, revealing a wry smile, and the nostalgia in his eyes flashed.

Programmers are called otaku, straight men, and belong to the most unpopular type of women looking for boyfriends, and many programmers hate themselves for being programmers, but if compared with being in the last days, it is estimated that many people would rather be a programmer.

"Where?" Liu Wei'an's thinking is very clear, so the pace of the question is very fast, and it does not give people the slightest time to think.

"Crack—" The middle-aged man glanced left and right vigilantly, but immediately realized that it was the end of the world, and no one cared about this. Cracking is a euphemism, and another word is more shocking, hacking.

Liu Wei'an's fingers moved, and before the middle-aged man could react, there was already an extra thing in his hand, and with a glance of his eyes, the excitement flashed away, it was candy. Before the end of the world, when I went to the supermarket to buy something, and when I ran into a few cents of change, the cashier would usually replace it with candy, take it home, put it on the coffee table, and it was estimated that I would not eat it for a few weeks or even months, but now, it is a great thing. A piece of candy can sometimes last a day without eating.

The middle-aged man quietly put away the candy, and looked at Liu Wei'an's gaze and suddenly became friendly.

"What do you call it?" Liu Wei'an noticed that the convoy in front of him had stopped, and the truck had begun to slow down, and it should be almost there.

"Seal Qing." The middle-aged man whispered,

The car shook and stopped.

"Have you arrived?" Liu Wei'an found that the people in the car were quiet and did not tidy up.

"It's about half an hour away, and it's out of the highway now." Yin Qing is very familiar with this road, and he can know where he has arrived with his eyes closed.

Seal Qing said that it was half an hour, but in fact, it took almost an hour to arrive, and when he got off the car, he noticed that there was a convoy in front of him, under the banner of Xinglong Military Academy, Liu Wei'an saw Tang Dingdong in the crowd at a glance. She is petite, standing out from the crowd, she has not seen her for a long time, her appearance is still the same, but the youth has faded, a little more mature, the dirty blood on her body has been dried and dark, but her face has been kept very clean, obviously cleaned.

She was wearing a camouflage uniform, and the weight of dozens of kilograms seemed to have no effect on her, standing straight, and there were several tall camouflage uniforms standing beside her, who should all be students of Xinglong Military Academy, but now the uniform of the soldiers, military posture, board head, and resolute face, can only feel their tenderness when they occasionally glance at Tang Dingdong.

Liu Wei'an looked over and saw a few familiar faces, all of them were classmates, they had hardly spoken in a class before, but now they saw it, but they were very kind. He had a good relationship with Xiao Jie, but he didn't find Xiao Jie. If you look closely, you have already entered a building crowded with crowds.

The place where you get off is the suburbs, and there is still some distance from the city, and they cannot enter the city directly, and they must be cleaned and disinfected before they can be selectively allowed to enter depending on the situation.

Why selectivity? The urban area is the world of the rich, and the poor can only live in the suburbs.

After Xiang Junwei arrived in the suburbs, he left with people, he didn't care about Liu Wei'an and others, for him, it was enough to bring people into Xinfeng City, as for the rest of the matter, he didn't care, or rather, he had forgotten the existence of Liu Wei'an and others.

The team no longer accepted Liu Wei'an and his party, Liu Wei'an asked, cleaning and disinfection also need to pay a fee, and they were dressed cleanly, which saved a lot of money.

"Childe, what now?" Everyone gathered around Liu Wei'an.

"Disperse, act according to the plan, the elephant and Yang Wujiang follow me." Liu Wei'an commanded.

"Yes!" The crowd quickly dispersed.

People coming and going are integrated in the suburbs, an industrial chain has been formed here, and clothing, food, housing and transportation are perfect, Liu Wei'an and the two of them just walked to the door of the hotel, and they were attracted by a scream.

Screams and gunshots rushed out of the façade of an older building, quickly approaching.

"Go upstairs!" Seeing that there were all heads in front of him, and he couldn't see anything, Liu Wei'an took three seconds to go up to the third floor of the hotel, open the window, and about three hundred meters away, a group of people were besieging three zombies.