Li Yanwei couldn't escape the fate of being approved after all, it was Jiang Chen's own hand, and this time, he didn't even frown. Liu Yingwei, who was overly sad, finally picked up a life, returned to his residence, hugged Zhu Aihua's relics, and was in a daze.

The people in the old temple have their own concerns, but many people dare not live in that office anymore, so they take their luggage without saying hello and find a random place. Wherever it is, it's better than where this perverted murderer lived. But they didn't think that a few hours ago, there were still people who had the cheekiness to call Brother Li on the left and Yan Wei on the right, calling that murderous maniac, wanting to get a little food from him.

This stingy divorced middle-aged man, even in the last days, is very small, he likes to hide food, gold and jade, and even Tibetan tongues that no one can imagine. It seems that everything that comes to his hands has to be carefully distributed by him, most people don't like him, and they have quarreled with him more or less because of these.

But who would have thought that this man, who had no lethality when he was angry before, at that moment, after revealing his demonic nature, whether it was words or actions, it was so shocking.

Among the people in the old temple, there were four women, one Zhu Aihua was dead, and before the corpse changed, Jiang Chen made up a knife on his head and threw him downstairs. A short-haired woman in her thirties was married to her husband for six years, unable to have children, and her parents died early at home, so she had nothing to worry about. A mute girl, and a rather graceful woman named Cheng Jijuan.

At this time, it was almost dawn, the breeze was cold, and Cheng Jijuan sat alone on the edge of the bed in the small room, looking at the blurred coast. In the pocket of her coat, there was a small packet of compressed biscuits, which Li Yanwei secretly stuffed into her after nightfall. He once joked that Cheng Jijuan is like his ex-wife, although she is not beautiful, she has a good figure and a good temperament. Any man who praises a woman will say this, saying that people are not beautiful, but they have a good figure and temperament, and any woman who has experience will feel that this man is teasing herself.

After a few months of getting along, she found that this scheming southern man had the figure of a northern man, but his mind was very delicate. His personality looks eccentric to most hot eyes, and he usually doesn't talk much, always staying alone, taking out what he has and looking at it. Cheng Jijuan, who has a lot of experience, knows that such a man is suitable for life.

After getting along, the relationship between the two became more and more harmonious, and there was no previous restraint. Cheng Jijuan is only in her early forties, and as a middle-level leader of a company in the past, she had a good income, but she has been single for ten years, and almost all her money is spent on maintenance. Although as Li Yanwei said, although her face is very ordinary, after all, her demeanor is there, and at this age, she also belongs to the kind of woman who can attract the opposite sex. He felt that this man was very reliable, and Li Yanwei often secretly gave her food later, which was also confirmed, so Cheng Jijuan was not as hungry as others even under the shortage of materials.

As early as a night of lightning and thunder, she and Li Yanwei were not so familiar with each other, and they fell, not to mention that the two got along better after that. In such an era when I don't know whether tomorrow is dead or alive, who will be reserved and pretend to be stance.

The wind blew Cheng Jijuan's long hair, thinking of the past, thinking of everything that happened in the conference room on the second floor, and thinking of Li Yanwei's last madness. She suddenly felt disgusting, she felt that Li Yanwei was disgusting, she felt that she was also disgusting, and everyone was disgusting. Her body couldn't help but chill, like an angry little girl, she took out the compressed biscuits in her pocket and threw them into the wind.

On the night of the wind and rain killing, no one could have imagined that Zhu Aihua, who was usually bitter and mean, suffered a loss and lost her life. This night is also destined to be a sleepless night.

The silence was broken again by a shrill whistle, followed by the characteristic strafing sound of the Sentinel's machine gun. Some shouted loudly, others scolded.

The whole building exploded again, the bullets fell on the window, the glass window crackled into slag, and a few people who rushed to the window were splashed head-on by the falling glass slag, and they didn't care about these small injuries and pains, and quickly squatted under the window.

At the corner of the road leading to Ning County, dozens of people surrounded a tank and were slowly marching towards the shipyard. The Sentinel Machine Gun only had a sensing range of about 100 meters, and it was this group of uninvited guests who were the first to approach the shipyard fence to make a threat. The dense bullets burst the bodies of the four or five attackers who had sneaked in, leaving them dead.

Inside the shipyard, the men with guns each found a window and shot at the swaying blurred figure. There was still a light rain in the sky, and it was early in the morning, and the sky was not fully bright, which was extremely unfavorable for both sides. If it weren't for the infrared sensing of the sentry machine gun, the guards standing on the roof of the building might not have been able to spot and blow the whistle when the enemy approached the fence.

This is the time when the sleepiness is at its strongest, and although most people are afraid to sleep, it does not mean that they are not sleepy. Many of those who fought back were listless, physically exhausted and not mentally controllable. There was a team member who was suppressed by the fire and did not dare to probe, but fortunately, the enemy's marksmanship was not very accurate, and after returning four or five shots, he just wanted to get up in the gap of a few seconds when the enemy stopped, and as soon as he showed half of his head, he was shot through the left eye by a bullet fired indiscriminately.

The bullet passed through the head, and almost half of his face exploded into a big hole, but the person did not die for a while, covering his eyes and screaming, and it took half a minute before he died. The team members who were in the same room as him witnessed the tragic situation and were so frightened that they didn't dare to show their heads again, so they fled to the room on the ground, and then grabbed the door and went out.

The figures in the corridor were moving, running upstairs and downstairs, Zhang Zhao and Guo Rong faintly saw the iron armor at the turn, and shouted: "Crow Legion!" ”

The enemy who attacked was the crow army that was almost wiped out by Bao Ping in Ning County that night. Bao Ping turned into an invincible giant monster and turned the Ningxian Middle School they occupied upside down. The head-on confrontation did not take advantage of it, and the leader of the crows escaped in a tank and joined up with the survivors on the outskirts.

Then, most of the Crow Legion, which had been wiped out, gathered the only remaining troops and evacuated towards the outside of Ning County. By the time they fled to the vicinity of Mashan Prison, it was already completely dawn. It was precisely because the leader of the crows and the remnants of his henchmen stayed in Mashan Prison that he discovered the secret of the shipyard.

If Li Zijing and Zhang Zhao knew now, the Crow Legion could find this place all because one left two words and an arrow. When one saw the handwriting, but didn't think to clear it, he must have wanted to slap himself dozens of times. It's just that, as a mortal, who can really do everything in every detail without leakage?

Even if there are no two words, the Crow Legion was attacked by Bao Ping at night, and when they were defeated and fled, they happened to evacuate in this direction, and sooner or later they would find this shipyard. Coincidentally, no one expected that the crow leader, who had suffered a big loss, found the trace of the target, and did not wait for the arrival of the large army, so he rectified these remnants and pursued them in time.

As early as the time when the murderer was captured, the Raven Legion arrived at the perimeter of the shipyard, and saw a lot of lights flashing in the building from a distance, so they did not attack rashly. It wasn't until the lights went out in the building that a few people were dispatched to remove the obstacles outside the gate.

Several subordinates, although exhausted, did not dare to slack off in the slightest when the leader spoke. The losses were heavy overnight, and the leader of the crows was angry, and even the second-in-command in the legion was slapped mercilessly. These little minions, I'm afraid that if they are a little weaker, they will be shot.

The five of them crept along the hillside of the road, and several guards swayed on the roof of the building. Sometimes they ran, sometimes they crouched on the edge of the hill, and the guards walked in the other direction before continuing their movements. But no one expected that when they were less than twenty meters away from the gate, the leader of the team had just climbed from the ground and took a step, when a small red dot suddenly fixed on him, and then a bullet like a majestic rain came, shooting the five people into a sieve and blowing them into pieces.

A burst of gunfire not only disturbed the guards on the building, but also scared the Raven Legion half to death. Acting secretly is not the style of the crow leader after gaining power, and since he has been discovered, he simply does not do anything.

"Fuck, rush in, whoever can break into the building, I'll give him a house in Harbour City, and reward two more women!" The leader of the crows stood on the tank, raised a rifle, and fired wildly into the sky.

The number of people who can fight in the Raven Legion has now grown to more than 4,000, and even he can't remember the others, whether they are more than 6,000 or 8,000. Under his jurisdiction, the old ones are basically eliminated, the lucky ones will be expelled, and the unlucky ones will be laborers, and they will not be able to eat a mouthful of food. The Raven Legion is highly hierarchical, and most of them still live in groups, although the area he isolates has many high-end communities, even if there are ten times the number of people, it is enough to live.

It's just that those vacant houses were all issued by him to meritorious officials. The so-called meritorious is nothing more than a core member who can listen to his words and obey him, before and after the saddle. They can enjoy more food and can even be assigned to women ranging from one to three in number. Many people may not even be able to afford a toilet before the catastrophe, and they follow the crow leader, not only can live in a high-end house, but also have women. For these people, if it weren't for the zombie virus that invaded the world, they might not be able to enjoy it in this life, so they are more willing to die for the crow leader.

House, woman! This is the supreme honor of becoming the core member of the Raven Legion, and the rest of the days can be enjoyed.

Originally, I saw the five members of the group, who were shot by unknown circumstances, and the others who were so frightened that they flinched. After the crow leader's promise, he rekindled his crazy fighting spirit as if he had been hit by a magic barrier, and he wished that he would rush through the defense line in a blink of an eye to receive that tempting credit.