Chapter 104: No Solution

Manhattan, New York, is an island in the middle of a river, and it relies on a large number of bridges and tunnels to communicate with the outside world, and now these passages are blocked by all kinds of damaged vehicles. The advantage of this situation is that it is very troublesome for outsiders to get in, but the disadvantage is that it is difficult for people inside to get out.

All kinds of illegal immigrants and gangsters in Brooklyn are trying to break through all kinds of obstacles to make a fortune in Manhattan. But people in Manhattan often don't have the firm conviction to grit their teeth and flee.

Zhou Qingfeng followed Uncle Zheng to meet a few leaders in this Chinese barricade area, but after a few simple chats, he found that these guys were still looking forward to a savior coming down from the sky to save them from the sea of suffering.

And ask them why they didn't find a way to escape on their own? This problem is complicated!

How to escape? Where to flee to? How is it organized? How to survive? Do you want to bring pots and jars? How to solve the problem of eating, drinking, and Lazar along the way? Just because of such a matter, a group of scattered people discussed it for seven days without coming to a conclusion.

And what frightened the Chinese in the entire barricade was -- "We have already died more than 200 people, more than 200 people!" All those who managed to escape died in the streets, and everyone was terrified. ”

These words came from the mouth of Uncle Zheng, who was an optimist, and it could be seen that the predicament in front of them had made the people in the barricade area at a loss, and the huge casualties made them not know what to do!

Faced with this situation, Zhou Qingfeng also sighed. If he hadn't watched the movie, if he hadn't known that the next days would be more and more difficult day by day, if he hadn't made up his mind to fight to the death from the beginning, he was afraid that he would sit down and watch with the crowd if he was in this predicament. Wait a minute, take a look, no one else dares to escape, and he definitely doesn't dare to escape.

As a result, everyone was paralyzed by the false sense of security behind the barricades, and one by one they exhausted all their daily necessities in panic, and finally had to wait for death.

"You can't do that, more than 200 people are scared of you now, but do you know how many people are dying on the streets of Manhattan right now? At least twenty thousand!

Just four days ago, I rescued more than 600 people from the subway in Manhattan, but do you know how many people died in the subway? More than 2,000 people died under the City Hall subway station alone, and many of the survivors survived by eating dead human flesh. How many of you have this ruthlessness?

Smell the strong stench in the air? It's the smell of corpses. A large number of corpses are stinking on the streets of Manhattan! If you want to live, you must be mentally prepared to sacrifice half of the people, desperately fleeing to the outside world in order to survive the other half. ”

Zhou Qingfeng's words turned the faces of the people in the restaurant pale, and even if any of them had been a soldier and ridiculed him, Marco also showed a look of horror. He very much hoped that his heartfelt words would wake up these compatriots in front of him, so that they could take action, organize, and dare to sacrifice and rush outward.

But ......, after Zhou Qingfeng finished yelling, he looked around and found that the people in front of him had no reaction at all except being scared or afraid.

No one said anything, no one took a stand, and no one was touched to stand up and say that they were willing to sacrifice and seek a way to live for others.

A plate of loose sand!

Looking at the numb faces, Zhou Qingfeng felt sad in his heart, and he found that he couldn't do anything in the face of this situation. He finally whispered, "In the cataclysm, ordinary people will die in pieces. The dead are like you, accustomed to being in the city, and have lost the ability to go out. You are pitiful and hateful. ”

"Uncle Zheng, I'm going to borrow a road from you to go to Bulon Street. I hope you will allow it. Zhou Qingfeng could only retreat and return to his initial requirements.

Uncle Zheng, who is middle-aged, obviously thinks more, he took Zhou Qingfeng's hand and said bitterly: "Xiao Zhou, everyone understands what you said. What if you can understand? You still can't help it!

The people here are all big families with children and daughters, and all of them are the pillars of the family. You let them sacrifice, what if the sacrifice is over? Will the rest of the family die? Why don't you come and think of something else for us? ”

Uncle Zheng dragged Zhou Qingfeng to death, so anxious that he was sweating. As long as the braincase is not broken, everyone knows that the current situation is getting worse day by day. Everyone began to get together and felt that they could quickly come to a unified opinion, but who knew that this quarrel would last for seven days.

Everyone wakes up every day regretting why they didn't agree yesterday and rushing out of the hell of Manhattan. But when we met and discussed, there were different opinions, each with its own opinions and difficulties, and then another day passed.

But after Zhou Qingfeng, who was full of murderous spirit, wild, and ruthless, appeared, Uncle Zheng seemed to see hope - this is the temperament that a backbone should have in troubled times! Whatever you do, it's better than nothing.

"I don't have any other way." Zhou Qingfeng did not hesitate to break free from Uncle Zheng's hand. Everyone is a compatriot, but he did not have the noble sentiment of trapping his life in this muddy water. "At most, I remind you once again that if you want to survive, you must be prepared to kill and wound half of the people."

After saying this, Zhou Qingfeng turned around and left. He radioed Katarina, then the barricade sentry, and led the Humstress over to another turf behind the barricade.

"Your face seems ugly." Caterina walked side by side with Zhou Qingfeng and asked.

"I think I'm lucky to have you guys." Zhou Qingfeng said.

"Really?" Caterina smiled and asked, "Why?" ”

"Ruthless enough, scoundrel enough, shameless enough. I have killed people, I have seen blood, and I can face death head-on, whether it is my own death or the death of others, I am very calm. Zhou Qingfeng felt that compared with this group of hesitant compatriots, the butchers with bad personalities were very cute. At least he speaks, and the butcher understands. But at the moment, these compatriots didn't react at all except that they were more stupid by him.

"Hahaha......!" Caterina chuckled heartily, "I can probably guess who you're up against?" Don't blame them, these people haven't experienced brutal wars, and unlike you, they're cold-blooded by nature. ”

"Please, am I cold-blooded? I took great risks and spent four days saving more than 600 people, including you. It's cold-blooded. ”

"Ah......, yes! A hot-blooded hero, a hot-blooded hero who avoids the sight of his companions and sneaks to hide oranges. ”

"Hey, I'm just stockpiling some supplies. And you've all snatched most of my oranges. ”

"Hahaha......, I'm just going to rob it! I'm going to snatch what you have left. ”

giggling and playing with Caterina made Zhou Qingfeng's mood slightly better. He was glad that he still had such a good companion who was very good, and he didn't have to worry about trivial things.

Just Katerina. After Rui Wen finished laughing, she asked Zhou Qingfeng in a deep voice, "Aren't you willing to help these compatriots of yours?" ”

"I can't help them, my ability is too limited."

"It's not that you can't help, you're troublesome. If this were a group of Brits, I would definitely find a way to help them. ”

"Why?"

"Because I firmly believe that the disaster will pass, and the social order will be restored one day."

"Miss Raven, you are so naΓ―ve!"

"Victor. Hugo, are you mocking me? ”

"Ah......, Katarina, don't kick people with your legs, you're a foul."