Chapter 113: The Last Days

If you look closely at the leaflet of the New York Republic, there is a list of so-called cabinet members on it. Zhou Qingfeng didn't know a lot of the names above, but he himself 'Victor. Hugo's name is prominently on it, and there is even his face picture, which is a headshot used in previous media reports.

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Zhou Qingfeng had no other words in his mind except for scolding. And Caterina took the leaflet from his hand and looked at it, and immediately laughed and her shoulders trembled, and she couldn't breathe.

"As for laughing like this?" Zhou Qingfeng's face turned black and he was full of unhappiness.

Caterina raised the leaflet and teased: "This is the price of being too famous, there are four of us here, except for you, a rookie, the others are not veterans of the battlefield and have been fighting for life and death for many years, but you are the most famous, and now you are actually used by the gang for advertising." ”

The one who laughs is called a cheerful, and I can't help it! She smiled, and the butcher naturally did not miss this opportunity to have fun, and even the rocky Minsk grinned.

"You're so boring." Zhou Qingfeng snatched the leaflet again in annoyance, and he looked at the front of the leaflet again. With an ugly black face, Zhetas whispered, "Don't let me find a chance, or I'll have to turn his presidential inauguration into a farce." ”

The butcher smiled and then looked at each other, and said, "The material I robbed today is the Zhetas gang for their leader Los. Prepared by Zhetas. The Zhetas Gang is expanding extremely rapidly now, especially since there are too many of them, and they are afraid that they will come to us for trouble. ”

This question is really a problem, the balance of power between the two sides is not at all on the same order of magnitude. There are only four people on Zhou Qingfeng's side who can really fight, and the others are either old and weak or need further cultivation and training. And there is nothing else in the Zhetas gang, and all kinds of villains can catch hundreds of them at will.

"We've got a problem." The butcher continued: "The Zhetas gang has also set their sights on the police headquarters, and they are negotiating with more than a dozen forces near the headquarters building to co-opt these people. They openly declared that anyone who resisted them would be put to death. I feel that with their current power, they will succeed sooner or later. ”

"Then we're the ones who rebelled against them, right?" Zhou Qingfeng asked, he looked around, "We think no one here wants to mess with a gang of gangsters, right?" It's also too LOW. ”

The butcher was silent, just looking at the other three companions. Caterina was thinking that the threat of the Zhetas gang was imminent, not that she was not happy to be unhappy. Minsk, who has always been silent, said in a deep voice, 'I hate gangsters'.

After Minsk's statement, the butcher also nodded slightly and said, "Los. Zhetas's heart is too big, and it really doesn't do any good to join them. But their power is too strong now, and we can only stay away. ”

"Get the equipment in the police headquarters and talk about it." Zhou Qingfeng still insisted on his original goal.

Minsk again snapped: "Seven days, at least seven days." But we can get started tonight. ”

This matter was settled, and seven days later, regardless of the outcome of the police headquarters, Zhou Qingfeng and the others would leave Lower Manhattan and stay away from the Zhetas gang. After all, there are too many people on the other side, and there is a lot of backup, so I can't handle it.

Before the operation, the butcher took out a thick stack of newspapers from his body and threw it on the table, "This is what I got when I interrogated the prisoners today, and we already have a newspaper in this terrible world - the Doomsday Newspaper." ”

It is said to be a newspaper, but it actually looks like a thick book. Zhou Qingfeng felt heavy when he grabbed it in his hand, and when he opened it, he saw that someone really had a newspaper for this hellish world, "There are still people bothering to do this?" Aren't you afraid of dying at a loss? ”

"You're thinking wrong, this newspaper is selling very well right now, and many people are rushing to buy it." The butcher had already read the newspapers, and he commented: "People nowadays are in desperate need of information, all kinds of information. How to survive, how to escape, how to seek shelter, how to find food, how to find your family? The newspaper is a weekly magazine that runs once every seven days, and the information on it is valuable. ”

The newspaper is more than 100 pages, but three-quarters of the content is all kinds of search notices, most of them are looking for people, but there are still people who are actually looking for their lost cats and dogs.

This was the inaugural issue of the Doomsday Paper, the printing was crude, the location of the newspaper was in Brooklyn, and the newspaper also established a shortwave radio station that broadcast 24 hours a day. And on the front page of the newspaper, the end of the world is described in a very heavy tone, and then it begins to warn readers about what to pay attention to?

There are a lot of articles that begin to describe the current situation in New York, and the situation in the five boroughs of New York can be summed up as the complete closure of Staten Island, the mass exodus of the Bronx, the people of Queens being stupefied, and the jubilation of Brooklyn. The unluckiest of all is Manhattan, which is being by the villains of Brooklyn.

And in Manhattan, the people of Upper and Midtown are panicking and messing up, and Downtown is the worst, and it is already a hell on earth. When Zhou Qingfeng saw this, he couldn't help but pout. He's in hellish Lower Manhattan, New York.

Newspapers also warned people to either flee New York or join a sanctuary group, and listed a number of locations in institutions willing to take in victims. Zhou Qingfeng was not interested in this, so he handed the newspaper to Katarina.

But Caterina looked at it for a while and suddenly asked in surprise: "Victor, when did you create a 'Martial Arts Women's Association'?" And the newspaper recommended the agency to anyone in need in Manhattan, giving it a five-star rating.

The newspaper reporter said that he personally went to this "martial arts women's association" and thought it was a trustworthy organization. The above comment says, 'Although joining the Martial Arts Women's Guild will not allow you to live the life before the end of the world, it will at least give you a safe shelter.' ”

"What?" Zhou Qingfeng was stunned again, and asked puzzledly, "I didn't create any organization, let alone any 'Martial Arts Women's Association', I don't even know what a nun is, can I it?" ”

Caterina handed the newspaper to Zhou Qingfeng again, pointed to the article above, and said: "The report clearly states that Victor. Mr. Hugo is one of the founders of the Martial Arts Women's Guild and is the most powerful warrior in the organization, capable of standing up to any post-apocalyptic mob. ”

"Fucking roast me on the fire!" Zhou Qingfeng grabbed the newspaper and read it carefully, and sure enough, he found that it read, "Although before the end of the world, Victor. Hugo was a criminal who ran rampant in the city, but he was inspired by God to become a defender of social order.

Victor. Hugo is an unrivaled warrior who will be the guardian of the chaotic apocalypse, sheltering innocent people through every night of fear. We have reason to believe that this young man is a saint he can trust. ”

What-**!

Uncle, when did I become a saint? What a shame to say!