The middle-aged uncle, with a yellow face and thin muscles, waved the fruit knife defiantly at Bai Haoyu and the others.

"Less nonsense, take it all! Otherwise, you will see blood! ”

"Brother, be forgiving and forgiving." Zhong Dashan stood up, took out two kitchen knives from his bag, and held one in each hand.

There are many people on the other side, although there are more frail and sick people on the other side, but more or less it is also a part of the combat power, and there are choices, Zhong Dashan is not willing to tear his face with the other party, which is why when Chen Mo was beaten, Zhong Dashan did not come out to speak. But this person in front of him deceived people too much, and actually wanted to take away all their food, if they lost their food, their combat effectiveness would plummet, and then they would really become human swords and I would be fish and meat, and they would have no ability to resist at all.

Zhong Dashan's appearance looked a little strong, coupled with the two kitchen knives in his hand, he frightened the middle-aged uncle with yellow face and thin muscles for a while, thinking of the group of people behind him looking at him, if he ended up like this, he would definitely not be able to hang up, and said forcefully: "Brother, you have also seen that there are so many of us, how can a bag of food be enough." It's not that I deliberately can't get along with you, it's just that there is not enough food to eat. ”

Zhong Dashan thought for a moment, and gave the middle-aged uncle with yellow and thin muscles a step, "That's it, I'll make the decision, and I'll share a bag of food with you." You agree, we will be brothers from now on. If you don't agree, we can only meet each other with a knife. ”

"For the sake of the big brother, that's it." The middle-aged man with a yellow face and thin muscles withdrew the fruit knife.

Li Zhenzhen reluctantly handed over her bag of food to the middle-aged man with a yellow face and thin muscles.

The situation in the car was clear, the original survivors were crowded in the carriage, and Bai Haoyu and others were leaning against the door of the carriage. At this time, Chen Mo had already returned to Li Zhenzhen's side, and Li Zhenzhen took out alcohol to help Chen Mo clean his wounds.

Chen Mo frowned in pain and didn't say a word.

The military truck got a bump and stopped.

"Get off, get off, we're here for the night today." Wei Jun opened the back compartment and began to drive the people in the car down.

It was an auto repair shop, the gate was locked, Wei Jun and Lang Liang took out a shovel and an iron rod from the military truck, and it didn't take long for the gate to be pried open.

The inside of the repair shop looked very clean, and it was simply cleaned up, and everyone moved in. Several survivors searched around the kitchen and found three corns and a bowl of fried potatoes in the refrigerator. The potatoes were moldy and inedible because they had been stored for seven days. Half a bag of rice was found next to the gas stove.

Everyone simply drank a little gruel, and the three corns were divided equally between Lang Liang and Wei Jun.

"Did you notice anything strange here?" Bai Haoyu approached Zhong Dashan and expressed his doubts.

"What special did you find?"

"Look at those people are so strange, this repair shop is not small, there are so many free places in the middle, look at them again, huddled together, don't you think it's strange?"

"It seems like that's the case, I felt a little strange in the car just now, at that time the space in the car was small, they shrunk together, I didn't feel anything weird, and now it's a little strange to be told by you."

"Zhenzhen, come here!" Bai Haoyu made a small loud gesture towards Li Zhenzhen.

"Haoyu, what's wrong?" Li Zhenzhen sensed that the situation was different, pulled Chen Mo and cautiously came over.