As the sun went down, the light dimmed, and the city began to come alive again.

A low roar made the survivors hiding in various places tremble, and at night, the whole city became a paradise for zombies, and in turn, the night city became a forbidden place for survivors.

Taking advantage of the fact that it was not completely dark, the teams that went out to search for supplies rushed back to their lair.

The doors of an old cooking oil processing factory were closed, and the two pitch-black metal gates five or six meters high looked rusty, and even slightly deformed and cracked in many places, but the overall appearance still felt solid.

Not far from the inside of this gate, three men sat casually near the gate and played cards.

The three men wore the same dark blue security uniform, but the clothes were worn out and their hair was shiny.

The faces of the three of them are yellow and thin, and they have been malnourished for a long time, and they don't know how long the three have not taken a bath, and the smell of sweat emanates from their bodies, but the three of them don't care about this smell.

Also, in this world full of corpse stench everywhere, such a sweaty air can already be regarded as spraying air fresheners.

If the three people are the security guards of this cooking oil processing factory, it is better to say that the three homeless people are more vivid.

However, each of these three people was carrying a Type 95 automatic rifle in their arms, which was enough to show that these three people could not be homeless at all.

You must know that in this apocalyptic world, a rifle is enough to form a small force to be the boss of itself, or to exchange for a large amount of supplies, or to exchange for a dozen beautiful women.

But naturally these guns wouldn't be these three people, otherwise they wouldn't have to guard the gate here.

"One-on-two!"

"I can't afford it!"

“pass！”

"Haha! You two fight me? Don't you know that I used to be the king of gambling? Hurry up, hurry up! Hurry up, hurry up! Hand over the stuff! The man threw down the last card in his hand and couldn't help but laugh out loud, looking very proud.

At that moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and the three of them were stunned, then stood up in a panic, raised the rifle in their arms and pointed out the door.

"What...... What people! I'll shoot without speaking! Looking at the two blurred figures outside the door, the hearts of the three of them trembled.

"I'm Brother Tiger! Open the door for Lao Tzu! This voice sounded a little tired, but it was full of anger, and the three of them could naturally hear Brother Hu's voice.

Suddenly, the three of them did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly lifted the latch and opened the door.

Brother Tiger was the first to walk in, only to see that he was covered with viscous black blood, and the whole person seemed to have crawled out of a pile of zombies.

In the pitch-black blood, there seemed to be a trace of bright red blood, and the machete in Brother Hu's hand had been completely deformed.

There were countless small gaps in the blades, and just by looking at the weapons, one could imagine what a fierce battle they had experienced.

The three of them all knew that Brother Tiger had brought seven or eight people with him when he went out, but now he came back only him and a yellow-haired young man, and he already had some guesses in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask more, and he stood aside respectfully and didn't dare to come out.

Brother Tiger was angry at the moment, and when he saw the cards on the ground, he suddenly glanced at the three of them coldly, and the hearts of the three of them suddenly trembled, and they secretly said that they were going to suffer.

Really! Seeing Brother Hu's cold voice came into their ears.

"You three dare to play cards while you're on duty!" The voice was as cold as substance, and the three of them had weak legs, kneeling and begging for mercy.

The thought of the punishment for disobedience made all three tremble with fear, and one of them even peed his pants.

But today's three people are actually unlucky enough, according to normal words, as long as they don't leave their posts without permission, even if the boss knows about playing cards or something, they won't be punished, but who told the three of them to be on duty today, and they were unlucky to meet Brother Tiger who suffered outside.

Brother Tiger wanted to kill the three of them, it was easier than stepping on an ant to death, although the three of them complained bitterly, they didn't dare to have the slightest excuse, so they could only keep begging for mercy.

Brother Tiger actually knew that he was making a big fuss, but when he thought of being scolded by Jiang Hao today, the anger in his heart was beyond words, he had been pressed by leopards everywhere recently, coupled with this incident, his status would definitely plummet, and the leopard was not allowed to ride on his head.

Thinking that these were all thanks to Jiang Hao, he couldn't wait to break Jiang Hao's body to pieces, suppress the anger in his heart, and looked at the cowardice of the three people in front of him, he waved his hand in disgust.

"You three waste, if the next time I see you dare to disobey the rules, you know the consequences! Hum! ”

"Thank you, Brother Tiger! Thank you, Brother Tiger! We don't dare anymore! Hearing what Brother Tiger said, the three of them breathed a heavy sigh of relief, one by one, as if they had turned around in the ghost gate, watching Brother Tiger gradually disappear, and all three of them were paralyzed to the ground.

The yellow-haired young man followed closely behind Brother Hu, thinking of the endless zombies, and the screams of the rest of his companions being dragged into the corpses, until now his back was still chilling.

If it hadn't been for Brother Da Biao pulling him, maybe he would have been in his stomach by now, but when he thought of Brother Da Biao's miserable appearance of being dragged into the zombie group and begging for help from him, he felt a burst of guilt and fear.

The anger in Brother Hu's heart at this moment was about to be uncontrollable, and when he remembered the mocking look of that kid when he threw blood at him, his whole lungs were about to explode, coupled with the urge to forcibly suppress the three guards at the door just now, but at this moment, he could no longer suppress the killing intent and hatred that completely exploded.

Originally, he was going to find the two women he had just gotten to release well, but at this moment, his hatred was getting heavier and heavier, and if he didn't torture and kill the two people to release his killing intent and anger, he felt that he was about to go crazy.

So he changed his mind and turned and walked towards the place where the untouchables were being held.

The yellow-haired young man who followed behind him looked at Brother Tiger's whereabouts, was slightly stunned, and quickly followed.

It wasn't far from where the survivors were being held, and it took only two minutes to arrive at the warehouse where the oil residue was stacked.

These collected survivors will go through a preliminary screening, and the first category of screening is naturally those women with good looks, and these women will be uniformly detained in a place with a relatively good environment.

One is as the boss's backup lover, for the boss to choose at will, and the other is as a reward for the important materials that have been accepted for meritorious service.

The second group of survivors, who are slightly better, are the stronger men, who will be directly replenished into the entire force's supply collection team.

Although these people were included in the search team, they did not have a good time, not only did they have to go outside to collect supplies, face all kinds of dangers, but also the slightest irregularity, they would be killed at will, or directly fed to zombies, just like the person who stole chocolate before.

As for the third category, it is those women who are poor in appearance or old and frail, they are directly imprisoned in another warehouse, and they are given to ordinary members of the forces who behave well, and they vent their beast jade at will.

In this desperate apocalypse, these women are the best means of release, and although these women are a little less beautiful, they can also be exchanged for some supplies with other forces.

In this apocalyptic world, women are a kind of material, and because of these advantages, although they live a dark life, they will not starve to death, but what they eat will naturally not be rice and white noodles.

As for the fourth type of survivors, the most miserable are the emaciated men and the elderly.

These people will be kept in captivity like pigs and dogs, living in even darker days, and they will be locked up in this warehouse with grudge because the foul-smelling grudge is their food.

Those greasy grease residues are disgusting to eat in a few bites, but if you want to live, you must force yourself to eat them, otherwise no one will care if you starve to death.

These 100 people eat, drink, and Lazar are all in this warehouse, and such an environment can make people crazy.

If it weren't for another use for these people, they wouldn't even get the oil residue that even pigs wouldn't eat, and their other use would be...... As a bait to lure zombies!

Brother Tiger's target is naturally these pigs and dogs who kill no one will ask.