After Han Feng took a bath, he found that Wang Yingyu was already lying on the sofa and seemed to be asleep.

However, he could see at a glance that Wang Yingyu's shoulders were trembling slightly, as if he was trying his best to suppress his emotions.

"She was pretending to be strong." Han Feng probably knew why Wang Yingyu was hiding in the corner and crying alone, the feeling of losing his parents on the same day must be very uncomfortable, he couldn't say much about this kind of thing, he could only let the time fade slowly.

Then Han Feng didn't say a word, and went straight to his single bed, and there was no word between the two all night.

The next morning, as soon as the sky was bright, Han Feng heard Wang Yingyu turn over and get up, walked lightly to the small kitchen in the living area, took out two eggs from the car refrigerator, and at the same time turned on the induction cooker, poured a little cooking oil to prepare the fried eggs.

Just when Wang Yingyu was frying eggs, Han Feng quietly walked behind her and said loudly: "You don't actually have to do this. ”

Wang Yingyu, who was frying eggs, didn't even look back, just stared at the frying pan in front of her silently, and gently turned over the spatula in her hand: "I just want to find as many things as possible to do, and I don't want to keep thinking about things that make me unpleasant." ”

After Han Feng persuaded him once, he didn't bother to say more, picked up two plates, and put them in Wang Yingyu's hand: "Okay, then after we finish breakfast, we're ready to go." ”

After the two finished breakfast, Han Feng restarted the Unimog RV and set out on the unknown road again.

As the sun rises, the morning mist is slowly dissipating, Zhujialing was originally a low hill, most of the camphor trees grow in the mountain forest, the tall canopy blocks the sun that exudes infinite heat in the sky, and a trace of coolness penetrates through the gap in the car window.

However, Han Feng and Wang Yingyu obviously didn't have time, and slowly enjoyed this leisurely atmosphere here, and the Unimog RV quickly passed through Zhujialing and galloped towards the downtown area of Wuxiao City.

Wang Village is located between Zhujialing and Wuxiao City, the village is only about ten minutes' drive from the suburbs of Wuxiao City, before the end of the world, there are often drivers who go to Wuxiao City to deliver goods, eat in Wang Village, rest.

After the outbreak of the apocalyptic virus, Wang Village also suffered a catastrophe, a large number of young people in the village left the village and went to work in the small commodity wholesale market in Wuxiao City, and the remaining few old and weak people had no way to escape the pursuit of zombies, and they also became zombies.

However, a transport convoy passing through Wang Village, seeing that the situation was not good, immediately took the goods and hid in a nearby ravine and escaped this catastrophe.

The ravine next to Wangcun is actually a half-dug hillside, and since the state did not allow the government to dig up the mountain without permission, most of this industry has been banned, leaving only traces of mining back then.

And now in this abandoned dump, there are five large trucks full of goods parked, leaving a mess of ruts at the scene, a man in his thirties is jumping down from his truck, walking to the front of a big red truck, and asking with a worried face: "I said Brother Zhao Zheng, we have been nesting in this ravine for two days, when can we leave, you said that the state will organize rescue, but now there is no mobile phone signal, I don't know whether the mother-in-law at home is dead or alive now." ”

"What are you anxious about, who is not old and young here, you also saw the situation at that time, those villagers who were originally fine, suddenly became monsters, you say scared or not, I have read a lot of novels before, this thing is called a zombie, if you are bitten by them, even if it is just a little skin, then it will not be saved." Hearing the sound from under the car, Zhao Zheng, who had four or five deep wrinkles on his forehead, jumped out of the big truck.

Judging from the wrinkles on Zhao Zheng's face, this middle-aged man with a weathered face is definitely not young, at least in his forties.

"I know it's dangerous outside, but the brothers are also in a hurry, we've been stuck in the past two days, and we can't eat or drink the things we pulled in the car, and the dry food in the car is almost gone." The man who walked in front of Zhao Zheng stretched out his hands helplessly towards Zhao Zheng.

In fact, Zhao Zheng also knew that they could hide in this soil field for a day at most, and after a day, all their food would be consumed, and once there was nothing in people's stomachs, no matter how dangerous it was outside, they couldn't stop the instinct to go out to forage for food.

"What about these goods? Are we going to leave it here? We had put a lot of money on the deposit. Zhao Zheng was still looking forward to it, the zombies that appeared in Wang Village were only a small-scale incident, and the country would send a rescue team, and their goods could be smoothly handed over to the owner and get back the deposit.

When Zhao Zheng was standing in place and discussing with the driver whether to venture out or not, an exclamation came from another big truck: "Brother Zhao, a car is coming, from the direction of Zhujialing." ”

I have to say that the location of the abandoned soil extraction site where Zhao Zheng chose to hide is quite good, and he can condescendingly see all the vehicles going to Wuxiao City from the direction of Zhujialing.

And this car is also the first car they have seen in the past two days.

After discovering that there was a car heading in their direction, Zhao Zheng jumped directly into his big truck and shouted to the drivers around him: "Everyone has started the car for me now, let's stop the car and ask what happened!" ”

At this time, it was none other than Han Feng and Wang Yingyu, who were driving the Unimog RV and quickly moving towards Wuxiao City.

"Huh? Someone came up ahead? Han Feng looked at the map, there was still about half an hour to reach Wuxiao City, but at this time, he suddenly found that not far ahead, there was a roar of cars, and then five flatbed trucks slowly drilled out of a ravine in front of them, blocking the entire road tightly.

After Wang Yingyu saw those huge flatbed trucks blocking the road tightly, she suddenly remembered the previous encounter of being blocked and robbed in Hangzhou, and let out a cold snort in her mouth: "Could it be that it is robbery again, now in this world, there are too many people worth killing." Then he pulled out the imitation 64-style pistol pinned to his waist, and seemed to be ready to raise the gun to shoot at any moment.

"Don't act rashly first, let's see where the other party came from." Han Feng stretched out his hand to stop Wang Yingyu's intention to raise the gun.

He noticed that the flatbed trucks had driven out of the ravine, and instead of moving on, a figure in a green camouflage uniform had jumped out of a large truck and quickly ran in the direction of the Unimog RV.