Chapter 154: Greasy
It's really unimaginable, I can't stop a tremor in my heart, like being shocked by the numb feeling from my fingertips to my whole body, I can feel the hair on my skin that explodes, is wafting a tingling skin chill, I am a little afraid, I think, if my hand touched her skin just now, I am afraid that no matter how strong the healing ability is, it will not be able to save my fingers.
This is a dangerous character, and if she is extremely aggressive, she must be no less dangerous than any alien criminal, but luckily she is not capable of attacking from a distance. At the same time, a little pity rose in my heart for her, a powerful ability, but also an ability to isolate her from the human sphereγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»
"What's wrong with your mother's legs?"
After carefully feeding the glucose solution, I moved my eyes down slightly, noticed the dried and dark blood stains on her trouser legs, thought that she couldn't walk, and guessed that her leg was extremely seriously injured, I turned my eyes to Yang Mu, his expression was very calm at the moment, no longer nervous before, as if he had changed a person, I guess, maybe it was because I found my mother, found my mental spine will become like this.
"Rolled over by a car."
The masseter muscles on Yang Mu's cheeks twitched, and his tone was a little stiff, as if he was a little reluctant to speak. After his clenched fists were released, his gloomy expression relaxed slightly: "My mother is a stranger, in order for me to live a better life, she joined a team, and I also followed to help with chores in the team and follow out of the car." But on the way out of the car, a car broke down, I got out of the car to help check the fault, but there were a large number of zombies, the convoy fled in a hurry, leaving me behind, my mother jumped out of the car, trying to stop the car behind to pick me up, but the car ran over directly from her, if it wasn't for the fact that there was a ditch not far from the side of the road for us to get into, I would have been eaten by zombies. β
As he spoke, a trace of chagrin flashed in his eyes: "At that time, I was so scared that I just ran away by myself, but I didn't notice that my mother jumped out of the car, but fortunately I γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»"
Yang Mu's expression flashed with a hint of pain: "Because of my mother's ability, those zombies won't eat her flesh, so she avoided it." β
I patted him on the shoulder, a little immature, but he was born by the disaster and began to mature: "We will live well, as long as we have faith, we will defeat all disasters and difficulties." The souls we have are the noblest, because the walking dead don't. β
Belief?
To be honest, if being timid and afraid of death is a kind of belief, then I really have it. What other beliefs do I have? Oh, by the way, I have, if I really have faith, I hope that the earth can survive this disaster, that I can find my loved ones, that I can live well... Of course, the soul possessed in the disaster must be noble, which shows that not all people are numb.
But Yang Mu was still a child after all, he nodded heavily, looked up at me, his eyes flashed with strong admiration and admiration, my friendliness and strength were admired by him, which was not surprising, because he was still a child of immature mind.
"Everyone, get ready, Lao Chen, you can arrange it, and get ready to enter the city."
I clapped my hands and motioned for everyone to get on the bus.
Lao Chen knew that I was in trouble at this city pass yesterday, there was a guard who seemed to look at me unpleasantly, and blocked me outside the city, although I didn't see him in the city guards on duty today, but I still didn't plan to enter through this city pass, not that I was afraid that the same thing would happen yesterday, but I didn't want to supply my food to a city guard who offended me, I am very resentful, if someone slaps me, even if I can't pay it back, I will curse him fiercely in my heart, there is nothing I can do in reality, then strangle him in my dream.
Of course, all of the above is because of my boring thoughts, Ah Q's unique spirit supports his happy life, and I also tried it, which can indeed alleviate the resentment in my heart.
It took less than half an hour for our convoy to reach the second city gate, but it was surrounded by a group of idle survivors, this time I did not give my cheap mercy, but rolled down the window and handed the muzzle of the gun, not to my surprise, the cold and dark eyes of the survivors who gathered around were replaced by hatred and fear, and their expressions were as unwilling as constipation, and no one had the courage to rush up and snatch my gun, I already understand why this group of people like to wander not far from the city gates, they always hope that there will be a weak survivor with food, and then grab the food, it seems to be their way of survival, and it is not very dangerous, they are hungry, but their spirits are happy.
Our car was stopped by the guards at the city gate, and a column of soldiers pointed their guns at us, motioned for us to get out of the car, and opened the door.
They inspected our carriage, a soldier waved at the truck parked in the city gate, the truck rumbled out, it seemed that it was ready to collect our supplies, although they were mentally prepared, but they still couldn't help a pain in their flesh, there was no way, they were under the eaves, and they had to bow their heads.
"Who is the captain of the team?"
The soldier asked us with a straight face.
Chen Jian looked at me, I nodded, and responded, "It's me." "Actually, I habitually wanted to take out the document, but I thought of the first time I ate by myself and gave up, mainly because I was afraid that they would not allow us to have guns, but my worries were obviously unnecessary, the soldier ignored the guns in our hands, and shot at me with an indifferent gaze: "You are the captain of this convoy?" Please show the team for a photo. β
Hearing his words, I was slightly stunned, my heart sank slightly, and I asked, "Sir, do you still want to show the convoy license plate?" β
His brow furrowed: "New here?" β
I nodded.
"You need to pay taxes for taking pictures of the convoy, you can leave three days' rations, and the rest needs to be paid in full." He explained in a nonchalant tone.
The heart is so dark!
A group of demons in human skin, beasts that eat human flesh! Black-hearted maggots!
I nodded expressionlessly, but in my heart I cursed the soldiers and the leaders of the garrison.
The soldier greeted the other soldiers who were about to carry the supplies and said to me, "You come with me." β
I protested in my heart against their bad service attitude, and roared to the gods in the sky, the customer is God! Black-hearted maggots, I am your God!
Angry, my mother didn't know them anymore because I had beaten them in my mind, so I gave up...
I followed the soldier into the city gate, and glanced at the gate about ten centimeters thick, which was painted with conspicuous red paint and splashed with dark red bloodstains, and I shivered as if I had entered the city of Xudu in hell, and I didn't know how many people these black-hearted maggots had killed, and deliberately did not wipe it off to deter us.
A few steps forward from the city gate, I saw a window, and the soldier walked over and knocked on the tempered glass of the window, and said to the inside, "Get a car permit." Then he called me over.
I walked over, there was a window in the center of the glass window that was large enough to drill into an adult, which should be convenient for communication between the outside and the inside, I didn't understand the meaning of the existence of such a large window, could it be for the emergency escape of the people inside.
There was a desk, a stool, and a bed, and there was a woman on the bed, I could only see her face, she covered her body tightly with the quilt, revealing only a face with crimson melon seeds, a beautiful face with sweat on it, next to a middle-aged man scolding and wearing pants, a typical Mediterranean shape, round like a dough but full of pimples, the face was gloomy as if it was about to rain, and the anger in her eyes was like a campfire burning in the wilderness.
"What's the matter?!"
He pulled open the stool, tightened the belt, moved his fat belly out, buttoned his shirt unhurriedly, and asked without raising his head, with a prickly tone.
"Hello, apply for the license plate of the fleet."
I knew that my sudden visit had hindered this guy's good deeds, but a man's dignity told me that his tone was a little better at this time, but he couldn't stop scolding in his heart: "The black-hearted maggots, wrapped in skin demons, are simply unbearable to look at, and they are disgusting." β
"Smack!"
He looked up at me, a pair of small eyes like mung beans glanced at me coldly, slapped the table with his hand, and then rubbed his hands with a cold face.
What does that mean? I was stunned for a moment, but then I reacted, isn't that just a gesture of rubbing money?
He's asking me for 'money'?