Chapter 16: The Slag

Wang Shaoan doesn't want to take the initiative to find trouble, but it doesn't mean that there is no bottom line.

The uniformed man in front of him crossed the bottom line.

You will be beaten.

"You're looking for death!"

The middle-aged man looked at the group of big men standing behind Wang Shao'an, but he was not intimidated.

Because the movement here has attracted the attention of the authorities.

A nearby armed squad came over and split the crowd.

"What's going on?"

"Captain Guo, this person beats people for no reason and disturbs order." The middle-aged man sued first and pointed to Wang Shaoan.

"You're looking for death." Number One was held up in front like an iron tower, staring at him with big eyes, and the former was frightened and took a few steps back.

Captain Guo couldn't help but glance at No. 1.

His expression froze.

There is always such a common temperament between the soldiers, and they take a deep look.

"Shut up and monitor me."

The soldiers are used to being vigorous and resolute, and everything is based on evidence.

After a while, after a small soldier quietly explained the situation in Captain Guo's ear after watching the replay, Captain Guo looked at the middle-aged man in disgust.

He said coldly: "Let go." ”

"What, Captain Guo, just let him go?"

Captain Guo didn't pay attention to him anymore and returned to his post. If it weren't for the fact that the task was important at this time, taking into account the overall situation, he would have to slap the past.

"I tell you, it's not over."

I don't know where the other party's confidence comes from, and when I saw Wang Shaoan and the others leave, he threw down a cruel sentence.

Wait until they're gone.

The middle-aged man walked around the corner.

Broadcast a phone call.

"Hey, Brother Shui, do me a favor."

。。。。。。

Looking at the uniform on his body, he is neither a policeman, but only an official supernumerary, that is, a temporary worker, but he has such a tone and acts in a bad manner.

Wang Shaoan didn't have the slightest intention of responding.

Quarrel with such people.

Plunges.

"Boss, you will need 100 yuan for this bowl of soup powder, this is a money grab, right?"

A pedestrian street in Anshi.

A backpacker angrily walks out of a snack bar.

"Now the whole city of Anshi is at this price, and I don't like to eat it." The proprietress was expressionless, and the store was already full of customers, and he was not alone.

"Boss, why haven't my fans been on yet?" The customer in the store said impatiently.

"It's coming, soon."

Outside the door.

Wang Shaoan glanced at the store, shook his head, and continued to walk forward with the group.

Since entering Anshi, Wang Shaoan did not rush to rest, but took his subordinates to investigate.

Anshi is already under semi-martial law, and there are many patrols on the streets, and there are many fewer ordinary vehicles.

The pedestrians' faces were heavy, their steps were hurried, and they rarely stopped to communicate.

However, the retail industry is very hot.

A large number of people went to supermarkets to buy food stockpiles.

For this purpose, a large number of fighters were arranged near the hypermarket.

Now, in addition to the millions of people in Anshi, there are also hundreds of thousands of refugees in the vicinity of Nanshi, and the material pressure is extremely high, and the prices of the entire Anshi have been raised in just two days.

This is why there is a price of 100 yuan for a bowl of soup powder.

Wang Shaoan understood.

It's not safe here either.

"Wolf One, have the remaining brothers been withdrawn from Nanshi?"

"Withdrawn."

"Go down and do what you planned."

"Yes."

After shopping for several hours, Wang Shaoan rushed to the hotel under the persuasion of Likun.

"Chief, the tail in the back has been with us since we entered the city, do we need to dispose of it?"

"It's official?"

"It's not."

"Ask who's behind the scenes, and dispose of it."

Wang Shao'an cherished words like gold, Likun looked at his cold face, he didn't know what he was thinking, and his wheat-colored face suddenly turned red.

Anshi Red Dragon Hotel.

Five-star Presidential Suite.

Wang Shaoan covered the bath towel and looked at Likun who was standing on the side a little speechlessly.

"Likun, do you think there's something in the bathroom that hurts me?"

"Report to the chief, I promise all my brothers that I will not leave an inch."

In order to prove his determination, Likun made a military posture.

"Really, not leaving?"

"Don't go."

Wang Shaoan shrugged, took off his robe, and lay down.

Plug in your headphones and listen to the Kyoto Shimbun.

"According to the latest news from the frontline, the official has effectively organized and established a line of defense, and a major breakthrough is about to be made in the research against the DAD virus."

"Recently, there have been rumors on the Internet that the news that the official will use a hard-core strike on the Nanshi area has been confirmed, and it is a rumor."

"The relevant departments have arrested the three main culprits in Guimen City, Liu, Zhang, and Chen, and have been criminally detained for 15 days and fined 2,000."

"In response to the global outbreak of the DAD virus, the World Health Organization held a joint meeting in Riwa this morning, and the Deputy Minister of Health of Daxia attended the meeting and made an important presentation."

"In times of crisis, major countries should take responsibility, and health ministries around the world should join forces to defeat the virus."

"Daxia welcomes all the medical teams who come to support, and thanks all the expert groups who have provided information on the source of the DAD virus."

"In the end, Daxia is confident enough to do a good job in relevant quarantine measures."

The power of the great powers to speak is sonorous and powerful.

Wang Shaoan's headache was slightly relaxed.

The more Great Xia can control the infection of mourning monsters, the more it will provide a longer space for development.

Wang Shaoan took the bath towel handed over by Likun and wiped his hair.

Walk to the living room window.

Look out the window at the lights.

Want.

The mourning monster is about to move again.

100 miles away from the South City.

When the sun sets.

An armed team rushed out of the gate of the Third Hospital in a panic.

A helicopter hovered overhead.

"Quick! Come on! The team leader nervously looked around at the silent city around him.

"It's too late!"

Someone has spotted a dark shadow coming out of the darkness.

"Prepare for battle!"

The bullet is loaded, and the safety is opened.

Coherent.

But no one dared to shoot, and several people in white coats escorted in the center grabbed the stairs with white suitcases and began to climb up.

It's just that the sound of the helicopter propeller is like a night light, and the zombies only stand up for a moment.

Rushing towards the team like a cheetah.

Like locusts transiting.

"Shoot!"

The light of the bullet broke the night.

The night cuts through the noise and turns into a wail.

Except for the first staff member who climbed the ladder, the rest of the personnel were instantly engulfed by the mourning tide.

"Falcon One, request to return."

"Falcon One, request to return."

"Roger, did you get the thing?"

"Unknown."

"Go back first."

A command center was silent for a moment before deciding.

Just when the helicopter pulls upwards.

A white shadow jumped onto the plane from a nearby tall building.

"What?"

Before the warriors in the cabin could react, a long scarlet tongue curled up.

After a few seconds.

The night sky of Nanshi flickered with a firelight.

And in the south of the city near the mountains, ditches, dark residential areas.

The head of the mourner moved.

They run from the mountains onto the road and run tirelessly along the road.

They have hideous faces and fall into the abyss in the company of moonlight.

As darkness fell, Anshi began to be restless.

Hotel.

"Chief, it's been found out, the person who has been following us since entering the city is a local underground leader in Anshi."

"His name is Brother Shui."

"Did I mess with him?" Wang Shaoan looked at No. 1 and frowned.

"No, but I think it has something to do with that scum at the checkpoint in the morning."

"Oh."

"Chief. How to deal with it? ”

"Kill."

Wang Shaoan spit out a word lightly and rolled onto the bed.