Blue Lamborghini Urus off-road vehicle. Like a blue ghost, the www.biquge.info flashed on the road, seven new black Harley-Davidsons, lined up in a herringbone shape followed closely behind, black bullet hole disc wheels, huge front tires firmly gripping the road, spinning rapidly, like seven roaring steel beasts tearing through the quiet mountain road.

Qi Zhuang sat on the co-pilot, pointing to the road, while keeping saying: "The food in our base has run out, I took 34 people out to look for food, and the people are dying before they reach Lin A County, and the places with food are full of zombies, even if they grab the food, the road is still full of 'rangers', and there are more than 3,000 people in our base, and there has been no food for two weeks." ”

"Do you have any medical equipment?"

Ye Yu drove the car, his eyes glancing in the rearview mirror from time to time, another young survivor, sitting in the back seat with Murong Xiaoxiao and Tang Yanran, he stared at Murong Xiaoxiao, it seemed that he hadn't taken his eyes off since he got in the car, Murong Xiaoxiao had already discovered the burning gaze around him, and his body shrank tightly to Tang Yanran's side.

"There are a lot of doctors at the base, and there are a lot of medical equipment, but the medicines have run out." Qi Zhuang answered Ye Yu's question seriously, without noticing that Ye Yu's eyes were gradually becoming ruthless.

"Second uncle! She is Murong Xiaoxiao, I said why is it so familiar, it is really Murong Xiaoxiao. The young man suddenly exclaimed excitedly.

Murong Xiao exhaled softly, his body relaxed a lot, Ye Yu retracted his murderous gaze, lit a cigarette, and his heart seemed to be ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past, this guy has no friends!

"I like the 'Song of Ice and Snow' you shoot the most, I am your faithful rice silk, you sign me, okay, I never dreamed that I would see Murong Xiaoxiao in reality." The young man excitedly dug into his pocket, but there was no pen.

He bit his finger twice: "Sign on to my shirt, I won't wash it in my life." ”

Murong Xiao embarrassedly used two green jade fingers, carefully pinched the bleeding finger, and wrote Murong Xiaoxiao's four bloody words on the shirt.

"I don't need to recuperate." Tang Yanran said coldly.

"You're going to let us carry you away?" Ye Yu looked back at Tang Yanran and asked.

Tang Yanran's expression was cold, and her chest rose and fell, which was a precursor to a madness.

Ye Yu smiled: "I mean, after your leg is healed, let's go." ”

Tang Yanran didn't speak, turned her head to look out the window.

The south base of the city, originally an abandoned sand and gravel processing factory, surrounded by large and small sand pits, the location is remote, inaccessible, after the catastrophe was requisitioned by the army to build a survivor base, the factory is surrounded by white iron sheets, the factory area is large but dilapidated. Half a month later, the army suffered casualties in the search for supplies, and some survivors had to take up arms and go out to find supplies.

On this day, two young men in their early 20s stood at the door bored, and the only way to the sand and gravel processing plant was this one, a simple path with potholes.

One of the young men reached into the crotch of his trousers, fumbled for a long time, pulled out half a crumpled cigarette, brought it to his nose, and sniffed it intoxicatingly with a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"You still have a cigarette, give me a puff." The other young man looked at the smoke with his eyes shining.

"I'm left with this one baby, just smell it when you're hungry, do you want to smoke? It's so beautiful that your big snot is bubbling. The lad scrambled to shove the cigarette back into his trousers.

"I don't know if Brother Qi and they found anything to eat, I'm dying of hunger." Another young man leaned limply against the wall with his old-fashioned double-barreled shotgun in his hand.

"Eighty percent won't come back, next time it's our turn to go out and look for something."

"I'm grass! It's back! It's back! The young man with the gun suddenly straightened up, pointed ahead excitedly and shouted.

On the gravel road, the dust was flying, and a speeding blue Lamborghini Urus off-road vehicle slowed down, and the rumbling sound came from behind the car, and seven black Harley-Davidson new steel flooded past the Lamborghini.

The two janitors, stunned by the black Harley in the lead, flicked their tails and stopped in front of them.

The sand rolled up from the rear wheel lifted their faces, and they squinted at the riders on the bike, forgetting that they were gatekeepers.

Scarface rides on a motorcycle, and despite Harley's size, his burly body is still a lot taller than a motorcycle, and he wears goggles, half of his scar on his face, and the cold is overwhelming. And he had a heavy machine gun strapped to the back of his car.

The two young men were so shocked by Scarface's overwhelming momentum that they stood in place, not daring to move.

"What are you looking at? Open the door! ”

The young man hurriedly turned around and opened the door, standing on both sides and watching the convoy drive into the factory compound.

"Who are they? It's scary. ”

"We seem to be janitors, right? Is it okay to put it in like this? ”

"I don't dare to stop you, I want to stop you."

The two young men looked at each other, then turned and closed the iron door.

In the compound, there is only a three-story small building, and the rest of the places are simple sheds, the air is filled with a sour smell, and some unkempt survivors look at Ye Yu and the others curiously, because they have not eaten for a long time, they are all yellow and thin, and they all look malnourished.

"I'll take you to meet the person in charge of the base, and by the way, I'll arrange a place for you to live and a doctor." Qi Zhuang said enthusiastically to Scarface.

Qi Zhuang always thought that the leader of this group of people was Scarface, because Ye Yu didn't seem to do anything except drive, when he strafed the 'Ranger', Scarface was the most fierce, Ye Yu was just squatting and smoking on the side, and the motorcycle team was also Scarface's leader, so he judged that Scarface was the person in charge of this team, and Ye Yu was just a timid driver and nanny. Because Ye Yu kept looking at Tang Yanran's wounds along the way.

Scarface walked into the 3-story building surrounded by a group of people, but Ye Yu deliberately fell behind, grabbed the two snipers of the Feng Group, lay beside them and whispered, and after the two Feng Group members saluted, they quietly disappeared into the crowd.

Ye Yu's eyes were like biological scanners, looking around the entire sand and gravel processing plant, he stood at the door of the building and smoked a cigarette, withdrew his sharp gaze like a knife, and turned to walk upstairs.

Dozens of survivors rushed to the door of the building like crazy, lying on the ground and scrambling for cigarette butts that had not yet been extinguished.

After Ye Yu entered the building, he didn't go to look for Scarface, but observed the situation in the building layer by layer, and just when he turned upstairs to find Scarface, an exclamation suddenly came from behind him.

"Little master!"

Ye Yu looked behind him with a confused expression.