Chapter Ninety-Five: The Situation Is Miserable

"Let him go, let's go to Westlake Avenue!"

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"Gan Xiang go, let's go find someone first, and then there will be revenge, and then there will be revenge, and there will be revenge!"

"Eun! I won't let them go! Lu Ganxiang nodded fiercely.

Under the awe-inspiring gaze of the middle-aged man and the nearby residents, Ye Feiyang and the others left quickly, leaving only a bloody scene.

The middle-aged man was secretly glad in his heart, patted his chest, and let out a sigh of relief, fortunately he didn't provoke this demon!

"Scattered, scattered, the guards will come in a while!" The middle-aged man waved his hand to disperse the crowd of people watching the excitement.

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a buzzing sound from behind the building, and then a helicopter hovered over everyone's heads.

"This is a protected area for the families of the troops, please consciously obey the order, do not provoke trouble, and do not make trouble!"

The helicopter also spotted the condition on the ground and, while shouting, lowered several heavily armed soldiers to the ground.

"Uncle, the army is here, do you want to...?" The middle-aged man's nephew is ready to move.

"Shut up!"

The middle-aged man suddenly changed color and slapped his nephew in the face.

"You don't want to live anymore! Don't you see the terrifying strength of others! Do you want to be a corpse on the ground too!? ā€

"I..." The man glanced at the terrible dead corpse, his body trembled, and he quickly shut his mouth!

Ye Feiyang looked at the helicopter in the sky, frowned, he finally arrived in Lin'an City, and he had not yet found a foothold, if he fell out with the troops again and was forced out of the city, it would be worth the loss.

It seems that you have to plan quickly, after all, sooner or later you will have to deal with the army, it's time to prepare some hole cards!

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, he put the iron knife behind his back, and walked towards West Lake Avenue with the small dot on his shoulder.

When passing through a building, it was found heavily guarded, with heavily armed soldiers guarding the entrances with heavy guns and ammunition, and all non-military personnel were not allowed to enter.

Ye Feiyang shook his head, he didn't want to deal with the military yet, and was just about to leave, but he saw two military off-road vehicles coming.

One of the cars with the flag of the "Fifth Main Force" on it rushed from behind, instantly overtaking Ye Feiyang and them.

After the guard's routine inspection, he gave a military salute and waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him immediately let him go.

Ye Feiyang looked through the window glass of the off-road vehicle and found that a figure in the back seat was very familiar.

It turned out to be the political commissar of the Ningyuan garrison corps!

So he involuntarily took two steps forward.

"Stop! Idlers are not allowed to approach! ā€

The soldiers guarding pointed at Ye Feiyang with the muzzle of the black hole and shouted.

Watching the off-road vehicle drive slowly, Ye Feiyang shouted loudly: "Old Fang! Old Fang! ā€

As if hearing a shout, the off-road vehicle that had been moving forward suddenly reversed and stopped in front of Ye Feiyang and the others.

Out of the car was a forty-year-old officer with glasses, with two bars and three stars on his shoulders, shining!

"Little Brother Ye! I didn't expect us to actually meet in Lin'an! That's great! ā€

Political Commissar Fang was a little excited, and his voice trembled a little.

"Not bad! Lao Fang, I haven't seen you for two days, but I was promoted! Congratulations! I'm afraid I'll have to rely on you to cover it in the future! ā€

Ye Feiyang said with a smile on his face.

"Not bad! Lao Fang, I'll go to your subordinate to be an officer another day, and you just say it's okay! ā€

Lu Ganxiang said half-seriously and half-jokingly.

"Okay! Why not, as long as you are willing to come, I dare to accept it! ā€

Commissar Fang's chest snapped!

"There's something I want you to help with!" Ye Feiyang said bluntly.

"Say anything! If only I could! ā€

"To be honest, if it weren't for you, we might not have survived Lin'an, and it was precisely because I reported the role of the zombie crystal you told me to the general command that I could become the head of the main regiment!"

Political Commissar Fang said very sincerely.

"We are looking for two people, they are Gan Xiang's parents, who used to live in..."Ye Feiyang said the address in detail.

"Well, this seems to be near the station of the 3rd Armored Regiment, very close to my 5th Regiment, and I probably know what's going on!"

"So be it! I'll send a platoon of soldiers to look for you, and if I don't have to have a meeting, I'll take you myself!" ā€

Political Commissar Fang is a little regretful, what a good opportunity this is, it can bring the relationship between the two sides closer again!

He knew Ye Feiyang's strength, it was simply unfathomable, and the means were endless!

Build a good relationship with him, and in the future, it may come in handy!

"It's okay, just have someone lead the way!"

Looking at the departing figure of Ye Feiyang and the others, Political Commissar Fang was thoughtful, and then left in the car.

Xihu Avenue, South District, Lin'an City.

It is home to a large number of refugees who have taken refuge in Lai'an, as well as indigenous people who have left their long-lived houses for various reasons.

The situation of the indigenous people is slightly better than that of the refugees who live on the streets, but they are also slightly better, and they want to have enough food and medical care, which is basically a dream.

"It's time to eat!"

"Line up one by one!"

"Don't squeeze!"

"Squeeze what! Dare to step on Lao Tzu, wait for Lao Tzu to kill you! ā€

"Get out of the way! Dare to intervene in Lao Tzu's team, I don't want to live! ā€

"Get out of the way! You untouchables. ā€

Lu Rongting lowered his head, his eyes glazed over, and he held a dirty broken bowl in his hand, the edges of which were black.

He was now in a long queue with no end in sight, waiting for a bowl of gruel to be distributed, swaying weakly with the crowd.

He is old, coupled with the outbreak of the last days, he has not been able to live a stable life, and his body is very weak.

The most important thing is that his son Lu Ganxiang has no news after the outbreak of the last days, which makes them unable to accept it for a while.

Recently, he coughed incessantly, and he tried to squeeze in, but every time he was squeezed out by someone with more strength than him.

"Little brother, are you okay, can you give one more spoonful? My wife is still lying in bed and can't get up, so I'll get one for her, okay? ā€

Lu Rongting begged earnestly, each person only has one spoonful of rice porridge, the portion is pitiful, and one person is not enough to eat, let alone two people?

The only son didn't know whether he was dead or alive, and he began to feel a little hopeless, he really couldn't live this day!

"Each person is limited to one copy, and you can't collect it on your behalf, don't you know!?"

"Everybody is like you, everyone else is like you! Is this porridge shop still going to open? ā€

"Let's go! Hurry up and go, don't get in the way of the people behind! ā€

The fat man in charge of supervision waved impatiently.

The pleading of the man in front of him, he could hear the calluses every day, and there would be any miserable reason.

Who will pity you these powerless and powerless ordinary people!?

"Get out of the way when you're done, don't get in the way!"

The people behind suddenly screamed when they heard this, and they were hungry and impatient, and they wanted to push him away directly!