Although he was dissatisfied with the young man's ability, the middle-aged man known as Mr. Yang knew that the current conditions did not allow him to be picky, and it was a good thing that someone was willing to use it for him.

Although he was prominent before the end of the world, he hugged him from front to back. But now, my family knows about my family's affairs, and to put it mildly, my previous identity is not a fart.

Now he is at most an ordinary middle-aged man with rich experience and outstanding management skills.

The reason why there are still a few people who can do things for themselves is just relying on the prestige before the end of the world and the inertia of these slow people to think about their own identity.

Of course, what is more important is the pie that you draw for them!

They have a desire for power, but they know that their status is ordinary, and their reputation and strength are not the same, and they have no chance of holding power at all.

Therefore, they can only get closer to themselves, help themselves, a person with reputation and strength, to ascend to the position, and use themselves to realize their interests.

Regarding the relationship between these speculators and themselves, the person known as Mr. Yang sees it very clearly.

Therefore, he treats these people who are obviously subordinates but are actually speculators, mainly to appease, and must not be offended unless necessary.

Because in the final analysis, fundamentally speaking, the two are only a relationship of mutual use, not a pre-apocalyptic dependency.

No matter how smart Zhuge Liang is, if there is no soldier and a soldier for his use, he is talking about any strategy, let alone himself.

So he said in as kind a voice as he could:

"Xiao Li, you're talking about the problem of corpse tide on the commercial street!"

"Yes, yes! Mr. Yang, you are really like a god! Now that our whole team is in a state of panic, we can make a fuss about it! After Xiao Li said this, his expression was a little proud, as if he was complacent about his resourcefulness.

Mr. Yang didn't feel happy when he heard Xiao Li's words, on the contrary, his face became surprisingly ugly.

"Xiao Li, this matter ends here, from now on, we will obey Chen Feng's arrangement first, fully cooperate, and can't make trouble!"

When the young Xiao Li heard Mr. Yang's words, he was stunned for a while before he reacted, and asked in disbelief:

"Mr. Yang, are you wrong? Aren't we going to seize power? If you don't make trouble, forget it, why do you have to cooperate fully, what kind of thing is he Chen Feng? Before the end of the world, he was a broken security guard, what qualifications do we have to listen to him! ”

Looking at Xiao Li in front of him, who was usually polite and polite, but at this time he was as hideous as a beast protecting food, Yang was finally completely disappointed in him.

He exploded out of dissatisfaction in his heart, and took out the majesty that he usually reprimanded his subordinates and yelled at Xiao Li:

"Look over there, it's a tide of corpses, they won't talk to us about democracy and dignity! They can eat people! ”

Xiao Li was a little dazed by Mr. Yang's sudden roar, and he subconsciously looked in the direction of Mr. Yang's finger.

The dense tide of corpses continued to let out a roar that devoured the sky and the earth, bloody mouths, and restless with teeth and claws!

Seeing this scene, he felt as if a burst of fishy breath was rushing towards him, and a biting chill rushed straight to his brain from the soles of his feet! At this time, the brain that was heated by power calmed down, yes, zombies are unreasonable.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yang! I knew I was wrong. ”

Seeing that the young man woke up, Mr. Yang didn't say anything more, and waved his hand to signal that he could leave.

When Xiao Li saw Mr. Yang's appearance, he also knew how naïve and stupid he was just now, and he was like a defeated rooster and walked away dejectedly.

"Our enemies are zombies, not humans."

Xiao Li heard Mr. Yang's sigh, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Mr. Yang, but found that Mr. Yang had his back to him. It seems to be talking to him, and it seems to be sighing to himself.

Xiao Li left, with a thoughtful and complicated expression on his face.

On the balcony of the street, Luo Jianguo, who was dressed in black armor, was observing the overall number of zombies at the same time, as well as the number of evolved zombies.

Eventually, he found that the number of ordinary zombies was starting to grow slowly, which meant that the range of blood was at its limit.

After reconfirming that there were more than 30 evolutionary zombies, Luo Jianguo was ready to lure the zombies to the intended destination.

Luo Jianguo wrapped the bloody scabbed blanket around himself, like a bloody general, holding a sword, ready to act!

He first needed to determine a good route that would neither be too close to encirclement nor too far away from hatred.

After carefully observing the terrain, Luo Jianguo immediately excluded the street, because the street at this time was already crowded with zombies, like the Spring Festival, once surrounded, who could withstand it!

After a while, Luo Jianguo had no choice but to give up, the current situation is not solved at all, it is strange enough to have this balcony in the commercial street, and it is not a residential area.

If you walk through the building, the vast majority of zombies will inevitably lose their hatred, and such a large formation of this trip will lose its meaning.

Faced with this unsolvable situation, Luo Jianguo's face turned cold, and he decided to be reckless, these little garbage, what is there to be afraid of, just push it sideways!

At this point, he no longer hesitated. With a sword in one hand and a bloody coat, he jumped and jumped towards the corpses.

The zombies below took the initiative to jump down when they saw the fat meat that couldn't eat in front of them, and they all roared excitedly, opened their bloody mouths, waved their claws, and prepared to tear Luo Jianguo apart as soon as possible.

Luo Jianguo's jump was to jump into the distance, and he didn't jump under the balcony, because almost all of the people standing under the balcony now are evolutionary zombies.

In the current situation, Luo Jianguo is reluctant to hurt any of these big babies.

He jumped on top of the heads of many zombies with a leap of faith, ready to learn from the martial arts masters on TV to run away with their heads in a chic manner.

But soon the reality told him that it was all acting on TV!

Because the passers-by and zombies on the street did not cooperate, their heads were always shaking, which also caused Luo Jianguo to stumble like a drunk man, stumbling in the sunset, on top of the zombies, running hard.

This operation did not last long, Luo Jianguo accidentally stepped on the neck of a passer-by zombie on the spot because of balance problems, one foot light, one foot heavy.

Not to mention that the zombies received a box lunch, Luo Jianguo also fell into the tide of corpses, and the situation became even more critical all of a sudden.

Before Luo Jianguo could react when he landed, there were bursts of pressure on his body caused by the zombies pounced on him, and there were also clanging thumps and tearing claws.

Luo Jianguo, who came to his senses in a few tenths of a second, knew that it was not possible to go on like this, there were many ants that could bite the elephant, not to mention that he did not have the strength of the elephant, and the zombies did not have the weakness of the ants.

Luo Jianguo exerted his strength violently, the green tendons on his neck flared up, and his whole face was red from excessive force.

He stood up and threw the four zombies that were pressed against him into the air.

As he stood up, he drew his sword and slashed at the zombies around him, cutting off the four zombies in front of him with a single sword.

But before he had time to enjoy the pleasure of this sword and four corpses, several huge forces attacked behind him, causing him to grin for a while, and his body fell forward uncontrollably.

But halfway down, a few zombies that had been made up in front of him had a few more claws on him, and with this force he leaned back again.

For the first time, he really understood what it feels like to play with a ball!

Losing his balance, he is like a flat boat in a sea of corpses, in danger of capsizing at any time.