"Cubs, fence this car for me!" Wearing a white vest that had been washed yellow, the old man had a great mood of scolding Fang Xuan.

More than a dozen young men carrying all kinds of things (the meaning of tools in Northeast dialect) rushed up directly and surrounded the car of Zhao Mubai and others!

"The people in the car, let me tell you, this is our Wangjiatun place, if you want to go through here, no problem! Lend us a few thousand dollars and we'll send you there! The young man who had just rushed forward with someone said arrogantly.

"My lord, do you want to get rid of them all!" In silence, Delena took the Elven Warbow from her back.

"Don't worry, I'll talk to them first!" Zhao Mubai glanced at everyone expressionlessly.

"Look at what! Hurry up and pay the money! Otherwise, believe it or not, we're going to overthrow the car for you! "The young man standing at the front, with a shovel in his hand, is about to rush forward!

"Your Excellency!" Seeing that the situation was wrong, Fili and the others immediately rushed over, and the moment the ten Silver Hand recruits appeared, it immediately made these people subconsciously take a step back!

The reason is that the momentum of these silver hand recruits is too terrifying, almost all of them are close to two meters tall, and they are still carrying a big hammer more than one meter long in their hands, so everyone is afraid!

"What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly," Zhao Mubai said with a broken evil face and an expressionless face.

"Young man, if you give us a few thousand yuan, we will let you go immediately, old man, I have lived for so many years, if you don't believe it or not, I will die under your car!" The old man said that he was going to drill under the car!

Zhao Mubai immediately laughed angrily when he saw the old man's expression, this group of people is really interesting, it is estimated that they don't know that the end has come now, and the most worthless thing is human life!

"Three numbers, you get out of the way for me, or don't blame us for being polite!"

"Hey, dare you threaten us? Brothers, I overturned the car! When the young man saw Zhao Mubai's unbeaten expression, his heart was furious.

"Will you try again?"

54 pistols appeared in Zhao Mubai's hands, and the swarthy muzzle of the gun was aimed at the young man's forehead, as if the demon was roaring silently!

Cold sweat left on the young man's forehead in an instant, and at this time, the muzzle of the gun was only a few centimeters away from him, and he could even clearly see that Zhao Mubai's fingers holding the trigger were slightly bent!

"Overturn my car? Keep them pushing! Zhao Mubai's muzzle was fixed on the young man's temple, and the cold muzzle made the young man tremble subconsciously.

The people who were about to rush up to push the cart just now were all honest, even the most stupid people saw that the problem was wrong, this time they seemed to have kicked the iron plate, and the group of people in front of them actually had guns!

"Third uncle, what should we do?" Someone in the crowd asked softly, and everyone was waiting for the third uncle to give them ideas.

The third uncle is also an authentic farmer, don't look at him over the years with this group of people to intercept passing vehicles, but it is the first time he has encountered this kind of thing, and the person in front of him actually has a gun!

The third uncle subconsciously wanted to settle things, but now the whole village is waiting for him to take money to treat strange diseases, if he lets go of this group of people, maybe when he will be able to meet other people, so he must "borrow" money!

And the third uncle still has a trace of luck in his heart, after all, in Huaxia, the gun control is very strict, and ordinary people can't get it, if the gun in this person's hand is real, then why does he still take the car?

So maybe the gun in this man's hand is fake, just to scare them!

As the so-called evil is born to the side of the guts, the third uncle is in this state at this time: "Don't be afraid, cubs!" Now that it is a society governed by the rule of law, I don't believe that this person really dares to shoot! Knock the hell over for me! ”

The third uncle's words made Zhao Mubai laugh, it was really ironic enough, this person said that he didn't dare to shoot in a society ruled by law, and then even let people overturn his car, isn't it a contradiction?

The phrase "re-canonization" in troubled times has been fully reflected in the apocalypse, and Zhao Mubai is the person who feels the most about it, and even his style of doing things has become like this.

"Bang!"

As the gunshot rang out, the young man hugged his left leg and wailed, and a large amount of blood gushed out from his leg as if he didn't want money!

"Shot?! They really dared to shoot! "No matter how fierce this group of people is, they are actually just a group of farmers, and when Zhao Mubai really shoots, they immediately panicked!

"Third uncle, save me! Help me! The young man wailed loudly and tried to crawl towards the third uncle!

The third uncle's legs trembled at this time, but when he saw his eldest nephew's miserable expression, he stood up with fear, and then knelt on the ground with a "poof".

"Little brother, we were wrong! Please let us go once! As he spoke, tears spread across his wrinkled old face.

Zhao Mubai looked coldly at the old man kneeling in front of him and was unmoved, he knew very well that this was because he had the strength of the other party to resist at all, if it was replaced by another group of unarmed people, I am afraid it would not be this fate!

In the previous life, in fact, Zhao Mubai had also seen this kind of people, according to the saying of the end times, they were called raiders, this group of people relied on robbing others outside the base city as a profession, and their methods were even unimaginably cruel.

It's an unspoken rule between the major base cities and the Chosen One, but whoever finds out who is a raider and reports it successfully will get a lot of money, and even gave birth to the bounty hunter profession.

"Little brother! Please let us go, if we weren't forced to do it, we really wouldn't have done this kind of thing! Half of the hundreds of people in our village have a strange disease, and we have to come out to do this in order to cure it! The third uncle knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.

"Huh?" Zhao Mubai raised his eyebrows, it seems that this group of people still has something to hide?

"Strange disease?" Zhao Mubai seems to have thought of something, could it be that the strange disease that this group of people said is the person who has become a zombie!

"Let's go, you can take us to your village to have a look!" Although Zhao Mubai is cold, it doesn't mean that he can watch others die in front of him for no reason.

In front of the zombies, everyone has a common identity, that is, human beings, if they can help this group of people, on the premise of not losing their own interests, Zhao Mubai will definitely help these people!

PS: I'm sorry to be late, I didn't save the manuscript, it's a sad thing,,, thank you Mr. Guan and the Emperor of the Night Banquet for the recommendation votes. The cold hasn't healed yet, so I'll go to rest first.