"This is it!" After walking for more than an hour, Lei Meng led them to an abandoned foundry.

In the ruins, you can vaguely see the prosperity of this small factory, and there are not many footprints on the dry ground, which seems to indicate that no one has been here for a long time.

"Smell of blood?" A breeze blew, and the prince sniffed and smelled a faint smell of blood from the air, not the blood of mutants, it seemed to be the smell of human blood, which meant that there must be people living here.

"Look." Li Shanhe pointed out the corner of the road, only to see that there was a mutant corpse there, with a bullet hole in the head, and it looked like it had been dead for a few days.

"Be careful, they have guns in their hands." The prince whispered, "There are footsteps. Motioned for everyone to take shelter.

After a broken wall, two men with shotguns half-squatted on the ground, cautiously looking around, and it took half a day to advance a distance of dozens of meters.

"Damn, it's really bad luck that we actually drew it."

"Hey, don't you understand this, those guys are more likely to make sycophants, old nature likes it, which is like us, cannon fodder, I don't know when I will die."

"Shut your crow's mouth." The speakers are two men in jackets, one tall and thin, the other short and fat, very much like the thin head and the fat head in the novel.

"Hey, how are you?" The prince's suddenness surprised the two of them, especially after one of them was cut unconscious by his palm, and the remaining one was even more frightened, and the two tremblers almost wanted to go first.

"You, who are you?" The fat one was like a ball of meat, trembling like a sieve, and he was so frightened that he couldn't even speak clearly.

"Take a deep breath, don't be afraid, you also saw it, I'm just an ordinary person, not an infected person, and I have a few questions I want to ask you." The prince smiled slightly.

Soon, he knew what he wanted from the mouth of the very cooperative man in front of him, this survivor camp is in the hungry factory inside, there are about forty people, led by a person named Ma Chao, and one of the five tiger generals of Shu during the Three Kingdoms has the same name, but the character is extremely poor, before the outbreak of the catastrophe is a small gangster who relies on pit abduction and mixing to eat, after the outbreak of the disaster, I don't know where Lu Dao got a few guns, and a few like-minded fox friends occupy this abandoned factory, actually miraculously survived to the present.

"Thank you." After listening to his description, the prince smiled very kindly.

"Ahh

Poof, a muffled sound.

It hurts, I feel dizzy, I leaned back, and I fell to the ground all of a sudden.

"Scum?" The prince smiled slightly, the scum is good, if you do it yourself, there will be no psychological burden.

"The two of them are left here, will they be eaten by the mutants?" Li Shanhe pointed to the two people on the ground and said softly.

"Then find a secluded place to hide first." After saying that, the four of them found a secluded place to hide the two guys who had passed out, and then walked towards the factory where the survivor had just been hiding from the fat ball.

The abandoned factory was quiet, and the prince's keen perception told him that there was no danger in the vicinity, which meant that there were no mutants or humans patrolling outside.

"Please, I'm not anymore!"

Just as the four of them walked into the factory with the iron door closed, they suddenly heard a woman's pleading voice from inside.

"You are a both, you take turns, I want her to taste the consequences of angering me!" A man's arrogant voice.

"No, no, please!"

"Scum!" Lei Menggang's fist clenched.

"Hey, is there anyone in there?" At this time, the prince suddenly shouted, startling several people around him.

"Who, grass!" Behind the crack in the door appeared an eye, and the owner of this eye only felt a light in front of him, and then the door opened, and four men stood in front of him.

When the prince broke the lock of the door with his long knife, a fishy smell came to his face, and then he saw a similar scene in the warehouse in the mountains that day, a hell on earth.

Except for a few men with guns who were still standing, the rest of them were lying on top, gasping for breath, not even beggars, most of the women were disheveled, and a few were even naked, with their plump bodies faintly visible, and a few dead bodies in the corners of the walls.

"Who are you?" The man who spoke was covered with hair, like a hungry mop, and had a scar at the corner of his right eye, like a centipede.

"Ma Chao?"

"It's me, who are you, Talmad?" Ma Chao shook the shotgun in his hand and said at the prince.

"Hmm." The prince nodded slightly.

"What?"

Before Ma Chao finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill in his throat, as if something had crossed it, and then there was wind coming in, pain, severe pain, subconsciously reaching out and touching it, only to feel a burst of warmth, blood, blood gushing out.

"You, woo, help, save me!" Ma Chao stretched out his hand stained with blood, but none of those subordinates who seemed to be loyal in the past dared to step forward, and their actions just now flashed in front of their eyes, and then they saw that the throat of the once breezy boss was cut open, and blood gushed out. Fast, it's too fast, and they looked at the prince in surprise, not knowing where this is sacred.

"Avenge the boss!" Finally a bald man let out a roar, his spear pointed at the prince's head.

Woo, it's just that he threw down the gun in his hand before he finished speaking, covering his throat with both hands, blood flowed out along his fingers, and in a moment it gathered into a large pool under his feet, and his body fell to the ground, and he could only tremble uncontrollably, and it didn't take long to stop the struggle of the most stubborn.

"Who else?" The prince stood tall and looked around.

"Who else?" Asked again.

"Very good, from now on, I have the final say here!"

At this time, a panicked cry came, and two people rushed in in a panic, one of them was taller and thinner, and the other was short and fat like a large ball of meat, looking at the two people who were stunned by the prince.

As soon as the words of the "boss" were spoken, they found that their boss had fallen in a pool of blood and became a corpse, and with him he fell there were the most powerful thugs here, and it was definitely not the people here who could kill them, there was no doubt that these guys were standing in front of them.

"You, you" both of them were unstable.

"You find some clothes for them to wear." The prince pointed to the tall and thin man, "You, follow me." Then he pointed to the balls.

The tall and thin man was as pardoned and ran away quickly, hurrying to find his clothes, while the ball of meat followed the prince tremblingly, for fear that if he was not careful, he would become a corpse like the other two.

"By the way, clean up this place." As he walked out of the room, he pointed to the two corpses on the ground.

"Yes, yes." The guy who was holding the gun just now looked like he had seen the laziness of the gray wolf.

"How many survivors are here?" Out of the oppressive room, the prince took a deep breath and stretched his body.

"Forty-six, two just died yesterday." Fat Qiu said very carefully, for fear that if he accidentally said the wrong thing, he would be clicked by the murderous man in front of him, and his life of more than 200 catties would be confessed here.

"Where's the grain?"

"There's not too much food, and there's more than 200 catties, right?"

More than 200 catties, the prince frowned slightly when he heard this, this bit of food is not enough for these dozens of people to eat, since he plans to take root here, he must be mentally prepared to feed these people, it seems that he will go out to find some food.