acT166: Talking insects and frogs chirping, the courtyard is deep. The flickering firelight of the bungalow faintly revealed the faint sound of human voices, white cloth curtains to block the eyes of outsiders, and only the figures pulled by the light came and went.

The wooden door creaked open, and out of the room came a petite figure, holding an enamel basin in his arms, and by the light of the fire in the house, he carefully walked to the flower bed in front of the bungalow, and with a wave of his arm, poured the bloody water from the basin.

The petite figure trotted through the empty basin, through the fence in front of the clearing, picked up a horse spoon from a simple table tennis table, lifted the baffle on the large water tank next to the table, and scooped out a scoop of water from it on tiptoe and poured it into the basin.

A pair of plain hands supported the slender waist for a short rest, lifted the short hair that fell down to the cheeks, bent down to pick up the basin and prepared to return to the bungalow.

"Huh?" The figure paused, heard the sound that seemed to come from the courtyard gate, his face was happy, and he hurriedly put down the basin in his hand and ran to the courtyard gate. ...... so soon" The petite figure's voice stopped abruptly, his brisk footsteps stopped, and a pair of steamy eyes quickly changed from joy to horror, and his hands trembled and covered his mouth, forcibly holding back the screams that were almost spurting out.

"Aang... It's pretty fast. Yang Xiaomeng sighed gloomily and replied helplessly. The plain white moonlight poured down, and a layer of brilliant white light swept past Yang Xiaomeng, reflecting the dark crowd of strangers behind him.

The petite figure looked at the rope on Yang Xiaomeng's wrist in a daze, and his eyes drifted along the rope to the burly man standing beside him...... The man's face was hidden in the darkness, his dusty clothes were taut on his muscular body, he was holding a rope in one hand and a firearm from the movies in the other, and the muzzle of the gun was flashing with a blue glow, and it was pointed at him.

"Shh At this time, a slightly thin young man walked out behind Yang Xiaomeng, who also couldn't see clearly, with dirty gauze wrapped in one hand, and was holding up a finger to signal himself not to make a sound.

Before he could react, he heard another wind in the dark, and when he looked again, several figures ran from the shadows on both sides of the courtyard gate and said something to the two men standing in front of him

"Security".

"Tut-tut." A young man with a long knife on his back walked over with a pacing step, his mouth was slurking, he squinted his eyes and looked himself up and down, with an unsettling smile on his face, and turned back to Yang Xiaomeng and said, "It's not bad!" Look at people, do you want to do a full set, you look at your airport, blush, don't you? Before he could finish speaking, the man suddenly turned to himself and muttered

"The pad is still rumbling" This kind of inexplicable words, as soon as the arm was raised, a calloused hand directly covered the round chest, and the expression seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then pinched it with a serious face, and said: "This is very real, soft!" ”

"Ahhh The girl's mind went blank for a moment, and she watched the rascal knead and pinch her chest, shocked, frightened, and ashamed...... All kinds of emotions suddenly got out of control, and a scream full of resentment erupted!

Jimbo was startled, and by the time he could react, the man had fled with a scream, and in the blink of an eye he had sprang into the blazing bungalow.

"She, she's a girl, a fake woman." Yang Xiaomeng was stunned and looked at this scene, completely stunned, let his mind jump, and couldn't imagine why there were such a chaotic person in the world.

Could it be that Lao Tzu loves to dress up, so his companion must also be a man dressed as a woman? What the are you going to ask?

Fang Fei in the crowd sighed, feeling extremely embarrassed that he had such a boss. Jin Bo still maintained the posture of probing, stunned for a long time, and finally reacted to the lack of strings, and muttered for a long time, without holding back a word, and his old face was red.

Song Jiu and Wu Wentao could only pretend not to see it, coughed dryly, and beckoned the team to walk towards the two rows of coffin rooms in a majestic manner.

So far, Yang Xiaomeng really didn't lie, the camp really existed, and there were no guards, and within the huge wall, only the room was lit with fire, not like a group camp where living corpse survivors gathered.

Since Yang Xiaomeng didn't tell a lie, it meant that there was no threat to this trip for the time being, so they should contact Yang Xiaomeng's companion in another way.

Although the big fists in this world have the final say, not everyone is keen to be a bandit. Vigilance and vigilance, behavior does not necessarily need to be completely strong crushing, people still have to communicate with each other after all, if each other is hostile, communication is a big problem first.

They didn't expect that there would be people in the yard in the middle of the night, Wu Wentao was hit before he could untie Yang Xiaomeng, and in the middle of the night he saw such a group of people armed to the teeth in his own house, his partner was still a captive, as long as it was a normal person, the first reaction was an enemy attack.

What's more, Jin Bo also used his actions to label everyone as a robber, rape and plunder, which is good, and it can't be washed away by jumping into the Yellow River.

Sure enough, before they approached the bungalow, the door suddenly opened, and a tall and strong man threw himself out towards a flat pole, and when he saw the crowd shrouded in black clouds, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, but his steps did not retreat at all, and he stood firmly, and a flat pole was horizontal in front of him, glaring at Song Jiu who was walking in front.

"Hey, bloody enough." Jiao Ziqian, who was in the back, was happy when he saw this, he liked this kind of guy who was going to be loved by tens of millions of people, whether he had the ability to say anything else, and this courage alone made him appreciate it.

Obviously, there is no word reckless in Jiao Ziqian's dictionary, and the behaviors that conform to the meaning of the word are replaced by bravery and bloodiness.

Song Jiu raised his hand and made a 'stop' gesture, tilted his head, and motioned for Yang Xiaomeng, who had been loosened, to go over for diplomacy.

Leading the way party, the work of explaining the plot is naturally unshirkable. Yang Xiaomeng glared at Jin Bo angrily, shook his sour hands and approached the angry man, and whispered to him, the man's face changed again and again, from anger to surprise, and finally became a palette of various emotions.

After a while, the two finished negotiating, and the angry man frowned, withdrew his weapon from the letter, and said, "Who played hooligan just now?" Jimbo shrunk his neck and took a few steps back, although the team could crush these survivors in minutes, but obviously things didn't go in a bad direction, and as a team of survivors, they didn't need to do this kind of murderous thing for no reason.

Yang Xiaomeng shook his head with a wry smile, motioned to the angry man to put the stubble over first, and said, "Can your doctor help first?" ”

"We need to check the other rooms first." Song Jiu did not refuse, nor did he directly agree, and the steps that should be taken are indispensable.

Yang Xiaomeng was helpless, and the stall hand was casual. As a result, Jimbo surrendered his identity and changed from one of the leaders to a scout, and scattered with a few people, searching every bungalow with closed doors inside and out.

Nothing, empty, empty, warehouse, warehouse. Song Jiu and Wu Wentao exchanged a look, beckoned, and asked Lu Qian to take Doctor Zhong to the room.

"Let's talk from a different place." Yang Xiaomeng, the leading party, could only reluctantly act as a bridge between the two sides, and Song Jiu's gang did not rush in and kill as he expected, which made him relax a lot.

…… Candles lit up in the cafeteria, and the staff took their seats. Yang Xiaomeng and the angry man sat at the table, Song Jiu and Wu Wentao sat down face to face, and the rest were outside, resting while being vigilant.

Song Jiu looked around and found that this canteen was somewhat similar to the riverbank camp, except that it didn't have a kitchen with the same good conditions as Chef Niangjia, just a dark stove.

The place was not very large, and on either side of the wall were six very ordinary tables, spotlessly clean and shining in the candlelight.

The two sides introduced themselves a little stiffly, Yang Xiaomeng reconciled, and Chef Niangjia spoke instead of Song Jiu and Wu Wentao, and after some talking, the hostility that permeated the room dissipated a lot.

The angry man's name is Cao Zheng, two years younger than Wu Wentao, with a strong physique, and a muscular man's posture, but he has a harmless face of humans and animals, white and clean, which is somewhat similar to the feeling of a cultural person like a graduate student.

His appearance is not outstanding, he belongs to the more upright category, and when he doesn't speak, his expression looks a little dazed, only the light in his eyes flashes from time to time to prove that he is indeed thinking.

The girl who was hit by Jin Bo in the chest was called Qianqian, as big as Lu Qian, she took care of the wounded in another room, and did not participate in the bilateral discussion, so Song Jiu and the others had no way of knowing the specific situation.

However, judging from the introduction of the two, the relationship between that girl and Cao Zheng should not be ordinary, no matter what the relationship is, Jin Bo's paw is not very suitable, listening to the meaning of Cao Zheng's words, this matter seems to be not over.

Wu Wentao sneered at this, he doesn't care what little Jiujiu you have in your heart, to put it mildly, for Wu Wentao, if he has the initiative, what can Jimbo do even if he rapes that girl?

Defy? Hold on. The reason why I sat down to talk was mainly because of the insistence of Song Jiu and Chef Niangjia, according to his meaning, the muzzle of the gun was on the door of the head, the question should be asked, the one who should be taken, and it would be good to leave when it was over.

But this is also his inner thoughts, after all, it is a team as a whole at the moment, and he doesn't have the heart to worry about trivial things, as long as it doesn't affect the process, Song Jiu loves to do whatever he wants.

As for the injured number, his name is Dai Wei, and it is said that they were looking for something in the tunnel, but suddenly noticed movement, so they temporarily retreated.

They knew that there were a lot of walking corpses in the tunnel, and as usual, as long as there was no loud noise, the walking corpses would disperse after a while, so instead of retreating from his companions' advice, Dai Wei continued to search.

As a result, it didn't take long for it to be chaotic, and together with the sound of gunshots, several people realized that something was wrong, and then they realized that it was not the walking corpse, but someone who had entered the tunnel.

In the process of retreating in a panic, several people scattered without losing the light source, and then Song Jiu's retreating army attacked, and Dai Wei was very unfortunate to block a fork in the road, and was stabbed by an oncoming girl.

The other party probably thought it was a walking corpse, so he didn't check it after cutting it over, Dai Wei was stunned by this knife, for fear of continuing to run and taking two more hits, so he covered his wound and hid aside, waiting for the group of outlaws in the tunnel to leave, and then returned to his companion in shock.

Their car was parked at the mouth of the tunnel, and Song Jiu and his gang stayed at the mouth of the tunnel for a while, they couldn't figure out the details of these people, for fear that something would happen to them rashly, so they had to wait until these people left before driving out.

Dai Wei was stabbed in a panic, and he didn't feel that there was much of a problem at the time, so he planned to deal with it after he went back.

I never thought that Song Jiu's standard blade hacksaw was extremely sharp, and the opening of the knife was deep to the bone, and it was really not easy to pick up with their own half-baked medical level.

So Yang Xiaomeng took the initiative to go out and plan to try his luck in the industrial park, it would be best to find a doctor, if he couldn't find it, then he could only look at Dai Wei's life.

There is no need to repeat what happened later, in any case, the doctor was invited by mistake, and as for the rest, we can only talk about it later.

It is worth mentioning that these four people are not survivors who met together after the catastrophe, they were old friends for many years, running a medium-sized outdoor club, according to the previous standards, and Chao Yifan, Lin Daochang belong to the same class, life is worry-free, idle eggs hurt, no other hobbies, like to find excitement.

Wu Wentao sleepwalked throughout the whole process, only listening and not talking, obviously not having any interest in these people. Song Jiu heard a little meaning, and seeing that the atmosphere between the two sides had almost eased, he asked intentionally or unintentionally: "So, you used to engage in activities like mountain climbing?" ”

"Outdoor sports are all involved, all-encompassing, and very miscellaneous." Cao Zheng had a little contempt in his eyes, what age is Nima, and when it comes to climbing mountains outdoors?

"Uh-oh." Song Jiu didn't care, he seemed to be interested, and asked, "Is going to sea an outdoor sport?" Chef Niangjia and Wu Wentao were stunned when they heard this, and looked at the two opposite them quietly.

Cao Zheng's face is full of black lines, what the hell is this problem? Sea? When you go out to sea to fish, that's a fishing sport!

Yang Xiaomeng coughed dryly and said perfunctorily: "Anyway, as long as you don't squat at home, you can get a little bit of anything else." ”

"Will you sail then?" Song Jiu turned into a curious baby, ignoring the impatience in the eyes of the two, and perseveringly asked.

Cao Zheng frowned, glanced at Wu Wentao, who was holding a gun, resisted the urge to mock, and said lightly: "Small and medium-sized boats can race, this is work for us...... Ahem, if it's nothing, I want to go see my friends first, so let's do it tonight, and I'll talk about the rest tomorrow, okay? Song Jiu leaned back in the chair with satisfaction, exhaled very comfortably, and smiled: "Of course." ”...