Driving into the highway, it didn't take long for Ling Feng to regret it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There are too many people on the road.

Some drive, some walk, mighty like a dragon. The roads are blocked. The vehicle moves slowly like a snail. It takes less than a few kilometers to walk in an hour.

If you want to turn around, there are also crowds of people behind. It's possible to abandon the car. But if you don't take the highway and go to Hanyang along the national highway, you will pass through more than a dozen major cities, and there will be a lot of living corpses, which will make it even more troublesome.

Therefore, Ling Feng had no choice but to drive forward. After a few hours, he couldn't help it and abandoned the car and walked.

The source seed is bred, with the source power, and the quality of all aspects of the body is improved. Ling Feng walked fast, barely much slower than driving.

However, there is a time when the source power is exhausted. The human body is not a machine.

After walking for a few tens of kilometers. Ling Feng was a little tired. He was lucky enough to pick up a bicycle on the side of the road.

It's always more comfortable to ride a bike than to walk on your thighs. So, he rode his bicycle and continued on his way.

After three days of trekking, I finally came to the provincial border expressway, which is not far from my hometown of Hanyang.

A large number of survivors have fled, and roads have been blocked, greatly delaying their return. There was no way to do it, Ling Feng had already tried his best to go home as fast as he could.

All the way.

In just three days, what Ling Feng saw in his eyes was that the world after the disaster was constantly changing.

For some unknown reason, the wilderness around the road is full of unknown vegetation growing wildly, and it has the potential to cover and spread across the ground.

And then there's the food.

The fleeing survivors passed along the way, like locusts looting all the food they could eat. However, there are many people, and the highway is built on the outskirts of the city, and only a small number of service areas have food.

As you can imagine, thousands or even tens of thousands of people poured into the high-speed service area to scramble for food.

Order has collapsed.

In order to survive, in order to fill their stomachs, the survivors did not hesitate to fight each other, their heads were broken and bleeding, and even their lives were put on the line. Hard fists can grab food. People who don't have the ability to be hungry can't stand it, so they can only go to the roadside to pick wild fruits to eat.

As a result, most of the wild fruits produced by those unknown plants are poisonous. I don't know how many survivors have died as a result.

Died along the road, corpses strewn all over the field.

Ling Feng had seen this kind of miserable picture too much, and he was already numb.

When he rushed out of Feng County, although he had enough rations, he also needed to replenish them.

The fist is hard, and whoever says it is the truth. Ling Feng also visited the service area once. Fight for food, as well as necessities.

With his strength, he didn't need to use his hands, he directly showed off his assault rifle and fired a few shots into the sky. After that, it's easy to get what you want.

Bicycle rucksack with two large snakeskin bags in the back seat. It was filled with all kinds of food and daily necessities, enough for a dozen or so people to need for a few days.

When you come to the provincial border. He bumps into a group of people who are being chased by living corpses.

Raise your hand and raise your gun, shoot no bullets, and kill all the living corpses. It wasn't to save people, but these living corpses were his way. Therefore, it is necessary to die.

After that, Ling Feng ignored these survivors and left directly.

Along the way, there are too many people who want to talk to and ask for help. Ling Feng's purpose, in this world where order is broken, no one can help anyone, and no one will become anyone's savior.

If you want to live, you have to rely on yourself.

He rejected many people, not because he was ruthless, but because the world was too cruel.

He didn't know the safety of his own relatives, so how could he have the heart to help others.

The night was dark.

Ling Feng rode his bicycle and traveled all the way. In the past few days, I have been rushing without sleep, and no matter how good my physical fitness is, I will inevitably be tired.

It's time for dinner. Find a place to fill your stomach, take a break, and then go on your way.

I looked around, and there was a small hill on the right side of the ramp not far ahead. The slight fire was lit, and it was clear that there were survivors sleeping out there.

Humans are social animals.

Although Ling Feng had a withdrawn personality, his inner instinct drove him to ride his bicycle towards the small hill.

When he arrived, by the moonlight and the faint light of the fire, he saw dozens of survivors gathered on the top of the hillside.

The bicycle is parked underneath. Ling Feng carried a snakeskin bag in one hand, walked briskly, and came to the hillside.

The survivors here are not surprised by his arrival. It's just that many people are staring at the snakeskin bag in his hand, and their eyes show a greedy look.

Ling Feng directly ignored it. He found an open space and put down the snakeskin bag and the rucksack. At the same time, he took out his assault rifle and placed it horizontally on the ground.

As soon as the gun came out, the greedy and covetous eyes around immediately turned into awe.

Ling Feng snorted coldly in his heart. He has seen too many situations like this, and it is more effective to deter those with bad intentions than fists.

No one dared to disturb them. At most, that is, secretly looking at Ling Feng's every move.

The snakeskin pouch opens. Ling Feng first took out an alcohol stove and a small iron pot from inside. After ignition, two bottles of mineral water were poured and burned on the alcohol stove.

It didn't take a few minutes. The water in the pot is gurgling and boiling. Ling Feng took out another piece of beef, cut it into slices with a knife and put it in the pot, accompanied by a few bags of instant noodles and ingredients. Soon, a large pot of fragrant beef noodles came out of the pot.

He took out his chopsticks and two cans of beer, and began to eat and drink.

The smell of meat overflowed, spreading with the wind, and the survivors around were staring at each other like hungry wolves.

The occasional reckless guy stood up and wanted to come over and ask for it. Ling Feng just glanced at it lightly. The latter was immediately cold and did not dare to approach again.

In the eyes of the survivors around, this young man who didn't look very old had eyes as sharp as knives, containing an indescribable murderous aura that penetrated people's hearts.

This person can't be provoked!

That's what all survivors think, at the moment.

Just as Ling Feng was drinking beer and enjoying the beef noodles. Someone else came to the hillside.

It's a bunch of people! And still acquaintances!

The leading black man is burly and powerful. Came with a spear in hand and a companion. He saw Ling Feng and the steaming beef noodles, and suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he walked quickly.

"Thank you for your help!"

The big black man came to Ling Feng. Say hello with a smile on your face.

Ling Feng ignored him, eating noodles and drinking by himself.

A touch of embarrassment flashed across the black man's face. After that, I saw the steaming beef noodles, swallowed and foamed, and continued to wrap closely.

"My name is Liu Heng, a native of Ji'an County, and I run a KTV ......"

This guy babbled a lot. Ling Feng didn't want to deal with it, but he was annoyed by it, so he couldn't help but raise his head and said one word directly: "Get out!" ”

This one is very polite. When the black man heard this, his face changed. The companion beside him was even more indignant, and the guy in his hand moved.

"Since my friend doesn't want to be disturbed, let's leave!"

The black man was very urban, and hurriedly stopped his companions. He knew best how powerful the young man in front of him was. If nothing else, the guy who is on the ground alone can send them all to hell without much effort.

The group turned around and left, as if Ling Feng had found an open space and rested in the open. Ling Feng's ears were purified, and his appetite increased greatly. It didn't take long for a pot of beef noodles to be eaten. The beer was also drunk.

Hiccuped. He was ready to smoke a cigarette, take a break, and get back on his way.

However, at this moment, a timid voice sounded.

"Big brother, can you give me some noodle soup?"