"Lao Tzu has eyes, he can see!"

The white man named Sam seemed to really think of himself as "Uncle Sam", and rudely interrupted the man's words, and with a gloomy face, he stared for a long time in the direction where the armed truck had disappeared, before he let go of his hand, threw down the half-dead, paper-white man, turned around, and yelled at the other two onlookers standing by: "All fuck! Why are you standing like a log? All for Lao Tzu to carry things, take away all the food. Hurry up, those monsters might pop up at any point. ”

"Mountain, Sam! Basically, everything inside has been emptied?! A man said with a trembling fear.

"Bang!" , another punch, "The warehouse is empty!" Is the supermarket also empty? A bunch of rubbish! ”

Sam is a fitness trainer who also enjoys Muay Thai and karate. When the virus broke out, he happened to be doing exercises at a nearby gym. His formidable physique, strength and fighting skills that are difficult for ordinary people to match make him a natural leader of the survivor group.

All of those present, including the man who had just been beaten, held their breath for fear of provoking Sam's anger on them. They trotted into the store, grabbing the items they needed from the shelves as fast as they could.

At the beginning of the disaster, Sam panicked like everyone else. The panic didn't last long, and he soon discovered that zombies were actually easy to deal with. As long as it is not a dense group of corpses, they are not their opponents at all.

In a world of order, the intelligence brought by the mind will be exchanged for power, but in a world without order, without restrictions and constraints, the force brought by the body will simply and brutally take power. The expectant and helpless gaze from the survivors made him truly feel the benefits of the power that power brought to him. The power that arose during this chaotic period gave him a lot of things that he usually dreamed of. For example, women, such as the distribution of food and water...... He is content with everything he has now, and he doesn't want to change anything.

He kept staring at the street corner in the distance, and the horizontal flesh on his face trembled slightly, revealing a hideous and ferocious that could not be concealed. Not long ago, he led the team to the National Guard camp in the suburbs, but he found that he was one step late, although the United States is a country where guns are flooded, but after the continuous occurrence of shootings, the power of guns in the hands of the people has been limited, only the weapons of the National Guard are powerful standard weapons, and today's appearance of Jiang Sen let him know who got the weapons of the National Guard before him, and the reason why he did not let his subordinates shoot was to get other guns in Jiang Sen's hands.

A gun in one's own hands strengthens one's power, but a gunshot in the hands of others poses a great threat to oneself. After thinking about it for a few minutes, Sam's face gradually calmed down. He turned around and hooked his finger at the middle-aged man who was busy carrying the goods, and the latter immediately put down what he was holding and ran over.

"You arrange for Kane and Blair to walk around the neighborhood more. The place where those guys live should not be far from us. Find them and be the first to strike! You can get a lot of good stuff. ”

The speed of the armed truck was decreasing, but it was driving with its back to the small building of the bank office. Jiang Sen didn't want others to find out where he was hiding, and going around in a circle could hide the round-trip route to a certain extent.

Urban activity came to a standstill, nature quickly took over the city, and the intellectuals, who had never been present in the city, screamed desperately in the treetops.

The afternoon sun was so strong that it burned the ground, and the white light shone through the front windshield, and I couldn't help but feel sleepy.

Suddenly, at the corner of the street in front of me, there was a frantic and hysterical roar.

Jiang Sen and Mu Yan subconsciously looked in the direction where the voice was, and quickly withdrew their gaze and looked at each other.

"It's a survivor."

Without saying anything, the girl turned the steering wheel and pressed the accelerator hard.

The truck turned the corner and followed the source of the sound and slowly drove into a relatively narrow community road.

A large group of dirty zombies immediately appeared in front of them. Like flies entrenched on the surface of carrion, they swarmed towards the entrance of a building's unit. Through the gaps in the brick stacks on the floor, it can be seen that their target is on the third floor, where the door is closed.

Just outside the car window, in the open space twenty or thirty meters away from the corpses, there was a man with a panicked face and a frightened and angry expression.

He was also of the yellow race, stout and tall, and looked to be about twenty-five or six years old. In his right hand, he holds a steel pipe with a sharpened tip, and in his left hand, he clasps the strap of his backpack that rests diagonally on his shoulder. The bag is large, and through the gap that cannot be tied with the drawstring, you can see through the scope that it is filled with biscuits, ham sausages, and other foods.

The man howled frantically, constantly tapping the ground with a steel pipe, making a harsh and muffled sound. He used this movement to attract the hordes of corpses, trying to direct them all in his direction. At the same time, the tip of the steel pipe kept stabbing at the body of the zombie, but he did not touch the fatal part of the zombie, so the zombies that pounced on him continued to increase.

He was covered in blood, and it seemed that he had used too much strength, and the steel pipe swung more and more slowly, and his roar became hoarse. But he didn't give up in the slightest. While running back and forth with a blank expression, he looked around anxiously and fearfully. Far away, Jiang Sen could still see that his eyes were bloodshot and his face was left with half-dried tears.

"We have to help him! He must be helped! ”

Wang Muyan glared, gritted his teeth, pushed the gear viciously, and stepped on the accelerator to the end. The Dongfeng truck slammed forward, rushing straight towards the corpses at an extremely fast speed. The two closest zombies were knocked off the spot, and the front of the car in front of them was full of deterrent protective baffles, splashed with dark red rancid blood.

The girl jumped out of the car, leveled the M16 assault rifle in her hand, nervous, but extremely hateful, and slammed the trigger at the corpses.

Jiang Sen frowned and opened his mouth, but said nothing. He instinctively wanted to stop it.

Unlike Wang Muyan, Jiang Sen has always lived in the future, which can also be said to be another world. There, human society has a completely different set of rules of existence. In order not to starve, it is difficult for people to really trust each other, and the word "friendship" is almost non-existent. A loaf of bread can turn a couple against each other, and a bottle of clean drinking water can cause killing. The eyes of strangers are full of hostility, and all "trust" is based on "interests".

Jiang Sen still follows the fixed thinking pattern of the future world. If he didn't need help, he wouldn't have taken Wang Muyan and the others out of the underground parking lot. The girl is obedient and never goes against his opinion.

He sat in the car and silently watched Mu Yan who was fighting frantically. The gaze released from the pupils was still indifferent, but there were other things rolling in the depths of his eyes that he had never experienced, and it was also inexplicably produced just now, this time a field that was once closed in his heart finally opened slowly, and he found that the corners of his eyes were moist, from the underground garage Zhang Bin died at the same time as his beloved girl, to today's weak Wang Muyan is desperate for others. Jiang Sen was reborn and experienced many touching things.

"Click!" , Jiang Sen checked the gun in his hand, he was used to being suspicious of anything.

He pulled down the window glass, and the hot heat quickly poured into the car, this brainless girl didn't know to pay attention to her surroundings before getting out of the car, so Jiang Sen quickly browsed the surrounding environment through the muzzle scope.