Wang Fatzi decided to leave, the reason is very simple, he told his parents that it would be as little as ten days, or as much as half a month, and he would be home. But now that five days have passed, he is still in place, how can he not be anxious.

If it were normal, you would be able to get home in one day, but now in the last days, even if it goes well, you may not be able to get home safely in ten days, and the more time you delay, the more dangerous your parents will be.

And to go back, first of all, there is to have transportation, public transportation, absolutely no need to think, can only go back by yourself, Wang Fatzi tends to drive back, because he can't ride a motorcycle, driving is learned, but there is no money to buy, the driver's license has been in hand for five years, except for learning to drive when driving, and then never touched.

If he drove it to Wang Fatzi before the end of the world, he wouldn't dare to drive it, there were too many cars on the road, and he was afraid of death. Now that the world is apocalyptic, even if there are cars on the road, it is estimated that there will not be too many. In addition to transportation and food, he had to bring enough food to go back, and he couldn't find food in every place he went.

Let's not talk about the problem of zombies, just saying that other people also need food, it is impossible for Wang Fatzi to find food all the way. These are the first two problems to be solved, after Wang Fatzi was ready, he glanced at the boy, and a man and a dog quietly went downstairs.

Because there is no back door, if you want to go out, you can only go through the front roller shutter door. The sound of the manual opening of the rolling shutter door is very loud, and the boy will naturally not open the rolling shutter door manually, so let it be vigilant, Wang Fatzi opened the door, they were very lucky, the sound of opening the door did not alarm the zombies, after Wang Fatzi drilled out, he looked up, and it was all desolate.

On the fifth day of the end of the world, the development zone, which originally had millions of people, suddenly became extremely cold, and there were no living people on the streets. In the distance, some factories, or residential buildings, are emitting black smoke, which seems to be burning. Wang Fatzi didn't look too much, this kind of thing would definitely happen, if it wasn't for the fact that Resident Evil broke out at night, it is estimated that there are fires everywhere now, and there may be zombies all over the street.

Wang Fatzi beckoned the boy to go forward, turned right after the traffic light in front, and then walked a hundred meters to a life supermarket, which is very large, there is food that Wang Fatzi needs, his backpack is sixty liters, about 100 catties of things, at present, Wang Fatzi's weight is about 30 catties, most of which are medicines, and the rest is a large kettle and sleeping bag blanket.

These already occupy half of the space in the backpack, Wang Fatzi plans to fill the back bag, almost fifty or sixty pounds is enough, no matter how much weight he bears, he can't bear it, and it will also affect his speed, running slowly in the last days is equal to death.

Wang Fatzi walked towards the life supermarket, but after turning the corner, Wang Fatzi's brows furrowed, because the door of the life supermarket was already in chaos, there were many cars parked horizontally, and even some were burned into scrap iron, and there were all kinds of food scattered on the ground, and there were some corpses, I don't know if the zombies who had become corpses died, or the living people were killed.

Either way, it's not what Wang Fatzi wants to see. Because someone got ahead of him and thought of him. After entering the supermarket, the mess inside once again confirmed Wang Fatzi's guess, and also made Wang Fatzi fall into a short period of contemplation.

That's what I can think of, and others can also think of it, the people who are eager for the end times are definitely not the only one who is Wang Fatzi, it can be said that many, many people are the same as Wang Fatzi.

And among these people, some people are smarter than Wang Fatman, some people are stronger than Wang Fatty, and some people are more ruthless than Wang Fatty. It is by no means luck that I have survived from the beginning of the last days to the present, and it is not just luck that others can survive.

Therefore, if you want to live better, you must be more careful, be more careful than others, be smarter than others, and be ruthless than others. After making up his mind, Wang Fatzi held the machete tightly in his right hand, which he ran back to pick up, and took out a flying knife in his left hand and began to move towards the place he remembered.

In fact, as soon as Wang Fatzi entered, some people noticed them, but those people were looking for what they needed and didn't pay much attention to Wang Fatzi. Wang Fatzi went straight to the food area on the second floor, and the entire food area on the second floor was almost emptied.

Wang Fatzi can only go all the way down to see if he can pick up a leak. Wang Fatzi walked along the food area and soon arrived at the condiment area. Without further ado, two bags of salt, two bags of monosodium glutamate, and a bottle of oil came first, and there were relatively few people who took these things.

Wang Fatzi did pick up a lot of leaks here, first picked up more than a dozen packs of mustard, all kinds of flavors, then chili sauce, all kinds of sauces, and finally to Wang Fatzi's surprise, found a few boxes of luncheon meat. This is a good thing, since I was a child, I didn't have much oil and water, and I couldn't afford it when I was hungry for meat, so my parents would buy a box of luncheon meat, which was cheap at that time, two yuan a box, and now a box of more than ten yuan, and the taste is not as good as before.

When I bought it and fried it with cabbage, Wang Fatzi could eat three bowls of white rice. Every time his parents always don't eat, let Wang Fatzi eat alone, at that time he naively asked his parents why he didn't eat, and his parents laughed and said that they didn't like to eat, it was too oily. At that time, Wang Fatzi didn't understand very much, he always felt that he almost swallowed his tongue for such a delicious thing, why didn't his parents like to eat it?

I remember one time, Wang Fatzi thought that since his parents didn't like to eat, the rest would be wasted, so he ate hard, but he was too full and too anxious, and finally vomited it all out, cheapening the neighbor's big yellow dog.

Thinking about it now, although it is funny, it is full of sadness, and the kindness of their parents to them can never be repaid, but they never ask for anything in return, and the only thing they hope for is to go home more to see them and accompany them.

Thinking of his parents, Wang Fatzi naturally wandered, and he was attracted back by the cry of the boy. Tsai Tsai let out a warning cry, so Wang Fatzi retracted his hand that was about to take the luncheon meat and quietly put it on the flying knife on his waist. Wang Fatzi is sure to be noticed, not to mention his strange outfit, and he is carrying such a big bag.

As the saying goes, the husband is not guilty, but he is guilty, and all those who survive the last days know that being able to carry a backpack is definitely not a bad thing. In addition, Wang Fatzi is another person, and it is easy to become the target of robbery.

Before Wang Fatzi could speak, a combination of two men and one woman appeared, the three of them were not very old, at most twenty years old, and they were very fashionable in dress, anyway, the men's hair was longer than the women's, and the colors were different, and the women's hair was still a board inch, a jacket with low-grade pants, and a few metal chains of different thicknesses, each holding a guy in his hand.

The leading boy had green hair on his head, swayed his legs, tilted his head, and pointed at Wang Fatzi with his leather gloved hand and a figure-eight gesture: "Dead fatty, leave things behind and get out!"

After speaking, he looked at the boy again, and then said: "By the way, and that dog has to be left for me, I haven't seen meat for a few days, and it's not bad to get dog meat."

The other two all smiled and agreed, waiting for Wang Fatzi to offer things with both hands, but Wang Fatzi did not move. The girl has a belly button exposed, and her tattoos are looming, but she doesn't like to be hygienic, and Wang Fatzi can clearly see the dirt in her belly button.

The girl smashed a stick on the shelf, and suddenly there was a commotion, and she shouted to the fat man: "Didn't the dead fat man hear it? Believe it or not, I crippled you and fed you。。。。。。 ”

Before the word corpse could be spoken, a flying knife glittering with cold light grazed the cheek of the Bancun girl, and flew behind her like lightning to catch up with the boy who wanted to do it. At first, the boy didn't react, until he found that he could have covered half of his face, flowing bangs, sprinkled like petals, and then exclaimed.

Immediately after that, there was a "poof", the sound of entering the flesh sounded, and the three of them turned around at the same time, only to see a zombie appear behind them at some point, but they didn't know it. What's even more terrifying is that at this time, there is a black flying knife on the zombie's head that has almost not entered all of it.

The three of them screamed in horror and scattered, but Wang Fatzi walked up to the zombie unhurriedly, pulled out the flying knife, squatted on the ground, and wiped the blood on the zombie's clothes very seriously.

The fat man didn't raise his head, and said in an emotionless tone: "In the last days, everyone lives according to their abilities, I don't like to kill, but if someone doesn't open his eyes, I won't be stingy to send him to God!"

Wang Fatzi's coercion has not finished pretending, the three of them have long been gone, Wang Fatzi can only smile bitterly, on the one hand, he laughs at himself for not pretending to be full, and on the other hand, he still can't bear it anymore.

After this little episode, no one dared to disturb Wang Fatzi anymore, there were not many people in this supermarket, but they had all seen Wang Fatzi's power just now, so few dared to approach.

The next thing, Wang Fatzi can't use luck, but to use the sky to describe the blessing is more right, Wang Fatzi in the candy bulk area, unexpectedly found, a large number of bulk chocolates, no one cares, he didn't say a word filled with a school bag, and then took some daily necessities, and was ready to leave.

However, as soon as Wang Fatzi came out of the supermarket gate, he heard a snap ~ pop ~ sound, this is not the snapping sound of the flesh and the flesh quickly colliding, this is the sound of one by one, the sound is very loud, in today's quiet development zone, it can be transmitted far, far away.

This kind of voice is familiar and unfamiliar, familiar is what Wang Fatzi often hears in movies and television films, but that one has been processed by sound effects, and it is strange because it is the first time he hears the real one. The sound is not far from here, Wang Fatzi followed the reputation, about a hundred meters away from here, a person stood proudly, several people fled in all directions, and there was still a person lying on the ground.

Don't think about it, this man has a gun, yes, a gun. Gun this thing, in the eighties and nineties folk is still a lot, before Wang Fat in the village, there is a broken hand in the village of the old man has a long gun, what is the style of the model Wang Fat Man can not remember, but Wang Fat clearly remembers the old man with a broken hand, holding a gun in one hand, dragging the barrel on the broken hand with only the wrist left, with a gunshot, a pigeon fell to the ground on the high-voltage line dozens of meters away. Later, the state seized several times, and civilian guns were almost extinct.

The person in front of him had a gun, and Wang Fatzi guessed that most of his guns were also picked up, and they couldn't be his own. Wang Fatzi's flying knife is powerful, but it can only be within six or seven meters, and ten meters away, even if it can be hit, the strength of the head will not work, and it can't be compared with the gun at all.

So when Wang Fatzi saw the gun, his first reaction was to flee. His escape was wise, because when Wang Fatzi turned around and ran away, the man with the gun had already stared at Wang Fatzi and shouted something, Wang Fatzi didn't have to guess to know, his backpack was too eye-catching, and this kind of big backpack in the last days was definitely a target.

Wang Fatzi quickly ran away from the vicinity of the supermarket, found a relatively empty area to gasp, the reason why he found an open place, is also to prevent zombies from suddenly appearing, although the boy can give an early warning, but once a large number of zombies appear, it is difficult to escape in a narrow place, so the open area is definitely safer than a narrow place.

Wang Fatzi gasped and thought about it: Gun? It's very troublesome, and it's okay to deal with zombies and people without guns with their own throwing knife skills, but it's really dangerous when you encounter people with guns. No, I need to have a gun, even if I don't use it, to deter those who have guns.

Besides, there are probably not many men who don't like guns. But where did he get it? Public Security Bureau? Or the troops? "Troops?" Wang Fatzi slapped his face and exclaimed in surprise: "That's right, it's the troops!" Two streets away from here, there is an armed police squadron, Wang Fatzi has seen female soldiers there before, and he is greedy for female soldiers.