Xiao Qi stood in place, watching Cheng Jiayi and Du Yiyi turn around and leave one by one.

He and Jian both underestimated Cheng Jiayi and Qin Feng.

Xiao Qi took the key depressedly and began to look for the subordinates who were left here, and heard the sound of the car starting outside, which made him even more depressed.

He is here to be a bodyguard, and Wang Yong is the one who monitors people. I don't know what happened to Wang Yong by them.

Qin Feng took almost all the vehicles, as well as guns and ammunition, but what exactly was in this barracks, Xiao Qi didn't know. After discussing it, the two of them were left to guard here, and Xiao Qi returned with the other two.

Qin Feng left a few cars behind, but there was no oil. Xiao Qi and the three of them can only walk in peace.

Seeing Xiao Qi and the three of them leave, Wang Zhixing quietly moved a few steps from the shadow of the wall, and soon moved to the shadow on the periphery of the wall of the arsenal. He pressed his body against the wall as if he couldn't see it, leaving it in the shadow as much as possible.

He moved slowly, not standing until he reached the doorway, his ears against the wall, his eyes squinting.

There was a dull sound of footsteps in the arsenal.

Tut. Wang Zhixing shook his head, such a big movement.

He silently left the shadows of the walls, frowning in displeasure the moment the sunlight fell on him, and quickly disappeared into the shadows of the interior of the arsenal.

The huge warehouse was empty, and only the ground was left with traces of vehicles parked. He listened to the sounds in the arsenal as he quietly approached the sound.

"Little Seventh Brother has never suffered such a big loss. Except for Brother Chu, Brother Xiao Qi has never done his best to anyone. There was a voice in front of him.

"Little Seventh Brother should be sad now." Another voice said.

Wang Zhixing smiled and said in his heart: It's time for you to be sad.

He stood in the shadow of the storeroom, looking at the two men who were registering with pen and paper, they were talking, and the people moved to the sides, with a few tanks in the middle, and something that could not be named.

Wang Zhixing left the shadows and followed the man who spoke first.

"So, those mutants just can't be raised. It doesn't matter how good it is to them. The man from earlier stood still, looking at the tank in front of him.

Wang Zhixing approached silently from behind the man.

"Yes. I heard that they all survived by human cannibalism. They slaughtered all the people here last night. There was a voice behind him.

"It's a pity. I knew we would have started first, so many crystals for nothing. The man from earlier regretted and sketched a stroke on the paper. At the moment of bowing his head, Wang Zhixing had already touched his back and stretched out his hands.

One hand covered the man's mouth and nose, and the other hand pinched the man's throat. There was a soft click, the man's eyes widened, his throat shattered, his body struggled suddenly, and the pen and paper in his hand fell.

Wang Zhixing covered the man's head and turned it slightly, picked up the pen that was about to fall to the ground with one foot, and then gently kicked the pen to the man's body, seeing the body of the person in his hand pause, he grabbed the man's head, sent it under the tank, and then picked up the paper on the ground.

The bones of the pen rolled to the ground.

The voice behind him stopped, and then the voice came: "Hey, what are you doing?" ”

Wang Zhixing stood on the side of the tank, turned the pen in his hand in a circle, turned it again, and then stopped.

A slight footstep approached, followed by a tentative voice: "Hey, where are you?" ”

Wang Zhixing distinguished, squinted, and stood still.

The footsteps could barely be distinguished, but it didn't matter, Wang Zhixing could tell the man's direction from the original footsteps - he was walking to the opposite side of the tank, where the man was standing, and looked down to see the trail below.

If he had a weapon in his hand, he would have taken it out, and then carefully turned it step by step, directly in front of the tank, and then looked down to see a pair of feet exposed.

Then look up vigilantly, then move.

Wang Zhixing flipped the pen in his hand. The pen seemed to be on his fingers, turning back and forth, but there was no sound at all.

The pen stopped suddenly, and Wang Zhixing grabbed the pen and raised his hand, as if he was holding a dagger. He stood motionless, and suddenly, a figure turned in front of him, and the tip of the pen in Wang Zhixing's hand was sent forward.

"Uh......" The voice was in his throat, and the man looked at Wang Zixing in disbelief, his hands slowly touched his neck, but when he approached, he drooped, and his eyes gradually lost their brilliance.

"Tsk." Wang Zhixing let out a sigh from his mouth, looked at the pen that was almost sunk in the middle of the man's throat, reached out to catch the man's body, and let him lean against the tank.

Wang Zhixing stood patiently in place, motionless.

There was no sound in the whole storeroom.

Wang Zhixing waited for a long time, as if he had also become a statue, and finally, he moved.

He jumped on the tank, played with it for a while, lifted the lid of the tank, and then jumped down and dragged both bodies into it, jumping in himself.

After a while, he came out of it and carefully closed the lid of the tank.

There was a faint smell of blood in the arsenal, which quickly spread.

Wang Zhixing quickly left the arsenal. He seemed to be very uncomfortable with the sunlight outside, and stood in the doorway with his eyes squinted for a while before walking out.

The afternoon sun was still so hot and dazzling, Wang Zhixing quickened his pace, ran to the shadow of the trees by the wall, followed to the checkpoint, and then jumped down, quickly finding the traces of the car passing.

But he followed the trails and went in the opposite direction.

Cheng Jiayi and Du Yiyi sat in the back seat of the off-road vehicle one by one, looking at the scenery outside.

If you see too much of the same scenery, there will be nothing to see. The excitement of learning from Qin Feng was also indifferent because of the separation with Xiao Qi.

"Brother Qin, so many of us still have cars, can we hide them?" Cheng Jiayi thought about this question for a while.

If people hide in buildings and villages, they won't be discovered, but there are so many cars, how can they hide?

"The cars have protective colors, and there are trees all around here, and the area is so large, there is no radar positioning, so it is not so easy to find." Qin Feng didn't look back, "Of course, we can roughly judge the range according to our speed direction, but the deeper we go, the more dangerous it is, Chu Ningxuan won't easily send someone to take risks." ”

Cheng Jiayi doesn't understand this, anyway, what Qin Feng said should be right.

"Where's the bitter cauliflower?" She suddenly thought, "By the way, there is also Wang Yong." What did he do? ”

"After the bitter cauliflower went back yesterday, she recovered the west of the city. The people from the west of the city fled to the interior. This morning, I contacted Bitter Cauliflower and asked her to take people to the mainland. Wang Yong was tripped up in the bitter cauliflower, and Li Li was staring at it, and he wouldn't have thought that we would also go to the mainland for a while. ”

Cheng Jiayi nodded and said, "Brother Qin, what about the future, what are you going to do?" ”

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