The events of the morning soon became an episode in life, passing as the gossip of the people passed.

Survivors have endless things to do every day.

Power plants, water plants, and gas need to be maintained by manpower, vehicles need gasoline and diesel to collect, and people need food rations.

All kinds of news spread to each other through the contact of different people, and because word of mouth spread, they added their own conjectures, which became possible in the next moment, and became true in the next moment.

First, the coal reserves of the power plant were not enough to last through the winter, and soon it became not enough for the winter, and finally it became the end of summer.

Then there was no gas stockpile, and then there was no oil at the gas station.

These all end up in the food.

Those who were interested began to count, from the number of survivors, to the food per person per day, to the food rations that everyone could get. There is always no shortage of talents in life, and there are all kinds of them.

Some people also mentioned the provincial capital and other places, saying that a certain family drove away early, and some said that they heard that a certain family was intercepted and killed on the way to leave.

Some people wonder what is going on in the outside world? Why is there no help from the outside world?

Some people may just say it casually, and those who are interested may remember that all kinds of reliable and unreliable news are gathered together, and when they return from work in the evening, everyone has passed around all versions, and all of them seem to be very credible.

Recruitment has also been hampered. After all, there are only a few people who are not dragged down by their families, plus Zhou Yao and Fu Jiaming are not there, Zhang Hao is injured again, and there is a tendency to stagnate, and Dong Xiao is not very concerned about this.

In fact, Dong Xiao's mood changed many times throughout the day, and he suppressed it very hard.

In the afternoon, he had to excuse himself from patrolling and find an opportunity to drive away alone.

Dong Xiao knew that he was taking a risk in doing so. He needs to vent, and those mutants who eat people are waiting in the shadows for the lonely. But he couldn't care.

Dong Xiao drove the car into a secluded path.

Nowadays, the small roads that are not the main routes of the city have become veritable small roads.

The trees on both sides of the road are growing more and more luxuriant, the roots are struggling out of the soil, the pavement bricks on both sides are all uneven, and the asphalt pavement is cracked.

Above, the branches of the trees are so dense that the sunlight can barely show the light and shadow, and there is a lone car on the road, as if it is traveling in a horror movie scene.

Dong Xiao parked his car in front of a dilapidated neighborhood that was almost enclosed by tree branches. Dong Xiao did not arrange anyone to clean up this community. In fact, this area has not been cleaned up, and it is a good place for people to hide from those who remain outside.

Dong Xiao got out of the car, touched his waist first, and then walked to the gate of the community with an iron rod.

Strictly speaking, this is not a gate. There are dozens of buildings in the whole community, and there is no wall between the buildings, so naturally there is no gate.

Standing between the buildings, the road is still planned, and the distance between the buildings is also there, but they are all submerged in the weeds, which is extremely desolate, and there is a feeling that it is not on the earth.

Dong Xiao looked around coldly, raised his legs and walked in.

He walked slowly between the two rows of buildings. The weeds under their feet were swollen, the alarmed insects and ants were flying, and the buildings on the left and right were quiet without any sound.

Suddenly, there was a click under Dong Xiao's feet, he stopped and looked down, and a white bone was exposed in the weeds. He stared, then looked up.

Dong Xiao wandered around the entire community, except for alarming some insects and ants, the community was deadly silent, he looked at the door hole without the unit door, and the black hole inside, he still didn't have the courage to enter.

It looks like it's really abandoned. Dong Xiao snorted and walked in the direction where the car stopped. But when he turned around a building, he stopped.

His car was parked dozens of meters in front of him, but in front of the car, there were three people standing side by side. Dong Xiao only felt that the blood in his body was boiling in an instant.

"Hey, boy, what are you doing here?" A man in the middle shouted.

Dong Xiao stared at the man who spoke, watched his lips open and close, and slowly stepped forward step by step.

The three of them looked at Dong Xiao with a wrong expression, and suddenly dispersed, showing the machete in their hands. Dong Xiao's eyes narrowed, and his footsteps stopped.

Suddenly, he kicked his right foot on the ground, and the man sprang out like an arrow from a string, and raised his iron rod high in both hands, and rushed at the man in the middle, and smashed it with all his might.

The man moved when Dong Xiao moved, and he also held a machete to slash at Dong Xiao, Dong Xiao was in mid-air, and the direction of the iron rod suddenly changed, facing the machete.

The machete and the iron rod collided heavily, and the man screamed "ah", and the machete flew out of his hand, and the iron rod was castrated unabated, and it was lifted on the man's head from bottom to top.

The man shouted only halfway before he stopped abruptly, his head tilted back, and his body rolled over with the castration of his head.

Dong Xiao knocked over a person with a stick, and without stopping, he turned directly to the left, the person on the left stepped on the gesture of charging, a knife was still on his side, Dong Xiao's body had already fallen in front of him, and he choked his throat with one hand.

There was a shout behind him, and a wind came quickly, Dong Xiao turned his head suddenly, and with a wave of the iron rod in his right hand, it hit the man's neck.

This time the force was so great that the man's neck was twisted out incredibly, and Dong Xiao's left hand was already pinched hard.

When the rabbit fell, the three of them died immediately under Dong Xiao's hands.

Dong Xiao's left hand was consistent, and he threw down the soft dead corpses under his hands, only to feel refreshed, and the resentment that had been pressed in his heart for many days was swept away. He threw away the iron rod, ignored the crystals in the corpse on the ground, and strode away.

Dong Xiao's departure did not alarm anyone, and he quickly drove back to Heping Jiayuan.

Eliminating the emotions that had accumulated in his body, Dong Xiao decided to seriously think about what to do next. But before that, he had to see Zhang Hao again.

It's still there.

However, in most days, the blood on Zhang Hao's neck has completely stopped bleeding, and the flesh is also closing, according to this healing speed, it should be healed tomorrow morning.

But he still told Zhang Hao to rest for another day tomorrow, after all, it hurt the major artery in his neck.

I am still very grateful to Zhang Hao, if it weren't for Zhang Hao's shot, it would not have been her who was bitten, it would have been Wang Peng.

After greeting Dong Xiao and still leaving, Brother Qiang kept sending him to the door, turned around, and sat down after seeing Dong Xiao carefully looking at the wound.

Sun Dong was also there, and after seeing Dong Xiao also coming, he went to the kitchen to make tea and sent it over, so he avoided the back room.

"Lao Dong, what you said last night, I thought about it again when I was lying down." Zhang Hao opened his mouth first, "Let's do this, I'm afraid it won't work." ”

Dong Xiao groaned for a while and said, "Brother Hao, you say, I'll listen." ”

Zhang Hao glanced at Brother Qiang, and Brother Qiang said: "Although this incident was an accident in the morning, who knows if there will be another one, the next one." Although it can't move us fundamentally, it is inevitable that people's hearts will fluctuate. ”