After venting in the warehouse, Lei Yun walked out of the warehouse, and after letting his subordinates lock the warehouse, the irritability in his heart had not disappeared, as if he would always feel that something was going to happen today.

Touching the pistol on his waist, Lei Yun breathed a sigh of relief, this pistol is the capital of his Lei Yun as the boss in the rolling mill.

"The supply of rice and water in the warehouse today has been reduced by half, and we can't make life too easy for those fat sheep."

After tidying up the clothes on his body, Lei Yun spit out a mouthful of phlegm fiercely and said to the little brother behind him.

"By the way, did you have a reply from yesterday's radio station?"

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, Thundercloud said to a henchman who followed behind him.

"Boss, I don't know, we sent a telegram in the middle of the night, let's go and see it together, maybe someone is willing to take us?"

The henchman is Lei Yun's hair small, the two have similar personalities, and they grew up together, so they are more bold to talk to Lei Yun, and Lei Yun also trusts this henchman more.

"Let's go, let's see."

Lei Yun said that the current radio station is the only way to contact the outside world, since he received a telegram from a radio station that he didn't know where it came from last night, Lei Yun immediately suppressed the news, and now only he and a few henchmen know about it.

The telegram is a clear code telegram, and the information of the telegram is as follows.

"This is the 525 convoy, this is the 525 convoy, we call the survivors, call the survivors, we have enough security, enough food, now call all the remaining survivors to join us, we currently have more than 20 carts, with 400 compatriots together, please reply to this telegram message, please reply."

When they received this telegram news yesterday, Lei Yun and several henchmen were simply excited, but after thinking about it carefully, they still suppressed this message and did not tell all their subordinates, let alone the fat sheep in the warehouse.

Thunderclouds are now both eager and frightened by the convoy called 525.

It's been three months since the end of the world, and this is the first time I know that there are surviving compatriots in the outside world, and I'm afraid that if the 525 convoy knew about him in the rolling mill, would it kill him directly?

Therefore, Thundercloud has scruples.

Think about it carefully, if he stays in this rolling mill, he can still continue to be his boss, not only has fat mutton to eat every day, but also can play with women, it is simply to enjoy the same treatment as the ancient emperor, once he arrives at the 525 convoy, it is really starting from scratch.

However, staying in the rolling mill all the time, the fat sheep will one day run out, and the rate of consuming food will always be faster than the speed of searching for food, and it seems that they are just waiting for death to sit and eat every day.

A hope that he scruples about, a prison that makes him happy, it's really hard to choose.

Came to the workshop of the factory, and then went up to the second floor, Lei Yun and two henchmen opened the drawer, and there was the radio station in it.

The lights of the radio were on, and, apparently, there were unread telegrams.

"Turn the generator on me, I'm going to read the telegram."

After thinking about it for a moment, Thundercloud said.

So, the two henchmen began to operate the small hand-cranked generator next to them.

Gradually, the lights of the radio turned on, and Lei Yun wrote down the clear code telegram that had been replied word by word......

At this time, Lin Ce climbed over the wall and entered the factory.

Looking around, there was no one around, so Lin Ce casually found a factory and drilled in, and began to look for targets that could be killed, in Lin Ce's opinion, as long as he was holding a steel knife, he could be killed.

Drilling into this nearest factory, there was a strong smell of blood rushing towards him, around Lin Ce, the smell of blood Lin Ce had not smelled, but the smell of blood so close was definitely wrong.

Lin Ce took out a flashlight from the system space and shone it around, and suddenly, Lin Ce's face turned pale, and he vomited, and he couldn't hold back all of a sudden, and all the bread he had eaten before vomited out with gastric juice.

Lin Ce is now staying in the factory, which is where Lei Yun used to store fat mutton!

As far as the eye can see, there are human corpses all over the ground, each corpse is not complete, there are many missing arms and legs, and the entire floor of the factory is still splashed with blood, which is the source of the smell of blood.

Even at this time, Lin Ce's feet were full of stumps and broken arms, and the tooth marks on them, if you look closely, they turned out to be neat and tidy tooth marks of human beings!

It's hell on earth!

Even if Lin Ce had cut down countless zombies, he couldn't help it when he saw this kind of cannibalistic scene at this time.

When he really saw it, Lin Ce knew that in this world, the real darkness, he Lin Ce had only just seen the tip of the iceberg.

It was like escaping, Lin Ce escaped from this factory uncomfortably, leaning against the wall and still vomiting, and the stomach acid kept coming out.

At this time, a little brother who came to get fat mutton turned a corner and happened to see Lin Ce who was vomiting on the wall.

"Who are you?"

After being stunned for a moment, the little brother reacted, and then the steel knife in his hand was faintly raised, in a defensive state.

This little brother knew very well that there were only two kinds of people in the rolling mill, those with steel knives and those imprisoned in the warehouse, and now, it was clear that a third type of people had appeared.

"Who are you? Stand still, Wang? Wang, come over here, Wang? ”

The little brother cried out, apparently trying to call his companion over.

"Where are the thunderclouds?"

Lin Ce wiped the corners of his mouth, the Nepalese saber was already in his hand.

"What are you doing?"

The man named Lao Wang turned around from the other side, yawning.

"Lao Wang, I just saw outsiders!"

The little brother turned around and said to Lao Wang.

"You've got water in your head, right? Where did the outsiders come from? ”

Lao Wang pointed to the front and scolded: "Look, where is there anyone? ”

"What's going on? I saw someone just now? ”

The younger brother was confused all of a sudden, "Could it be that I have hallucinated after eating too much human flesh?" ”

"Lao Wang, Lao Wang, I think there must be someone!"

The little brother thought about it and said surely, because there is still vomit in the corner, this can't be fake, right?

"Lao Wang?"

Finding that Lao Wang had not responded for a long time, the younger brother turned his head, only to find that Lao Wang had become a headless corpse at this time.

The little brother's eyes widened, the blade in the pupil became bigger and bigger, and finally cut the little brother's neck, a blood line slowly appeared, and then, a large amount of blood spurted out, the little brother's hands didn't even have the strength to hold the neck, the steel knife was thrown to the ground with a "clang", and the whole person fell to the ground.

"Since I have seen these darknesses, I will not allow them to exist."

Lin Ce stood there, still holding a bloody Nepalese saber in his hand.

(End of chapter)