When they came to the community, they saw zombies devouring the corpses on the ground, and when they saw Seinfeld and his party, they rushed over with howls.

Burst! Burst! Burst!

Before he got close, he was strangled by the sword light, and the black treasure behind him was not idle, and the zombies rushing from behind were torn to pieces by it, and they swept all the way over.

Sudden Sudden Rush!

Not long after leaving the community, there was a rapid sound of motorcycles ahead, and I saw seven or eight strangely dressed people on motorcycles instantly surrounding Seinfeld and the others, wearing punk suits, painted with strange colors all over their bodies, wearing horsehead boots on their feet, carrying machetes around their waists, and hanging a submachine gun on their backs.

"Yo yo!"

"Whoa, whoa!"

"Prey, you can't run away, haha!"

They all put out the fire, and one of the guys with a prickly hairstyle took off his sunglasses, straddled the ground with one foot, spat on the ground, and said angrily: "Damn, three women, only one can be used, unlucky." ”

"Hehe, the boss is for you, and the little one is for us, haha." The man with the tattoo on his face replied, his eyes wandering greedily over An An and Lele.

"Yes! Boss, we love the chicks, and the blood splashes when they are inserted, and tsk, it tastes great! ”

"And when it's done, bring it to the stew, it tastes so good!"

"Quack!"

"There's also a dog, and my brother can eat dog meat at night." The prickly man said and held the submachine gun and licked his lips at Seinfeld: "My prey is not allowed to move, you are not a woman, then go and die." ”

"Mastiff!"

He apparently underestimated the speed of the Black Treasure, and with a roar, the stingy man's head rolled to the ground.

"Ahh

Woohoo!

Seinfeld directly split the man who shot in half, and the battle came and went as fast as it came, and before Lin Mengxin and An An could intensify, their panic dissipated with the death of these people.

Stepping into the East End, the streets here are more spacious than the neighborhood, and there are fewer obstacles on the road, Seinfeld was lucky to find a BMW.

This time, Seinfeld didn't dare to step on the accelerator to the end, but when it was used as a substitute, it was also incomparable to walking, and it was not until the afternoon that Seinfeld and the others came to Base 3.

The height of the outer wall of the base is more than ten meters, but the materials used to build it are everything, and the walls are uneven, Seinfeld is very suspicious of its defensive ability, but looking at the dozen or so forts on the wall, he can barely accept it.

There was a cordon at the intersection of the base, and a group of soldiers were on guard there, they were well-equipped, and their expressions were indifferent, believing that if anyone dared to make trouble, they would definitely kill them as soon as possible.

"Stop, no driving is allowed in the base." A soldier stands in the middle of the road and gestures to stop at Seinfeld, who is driving.

"You stay in the car." With an explanation, Seinfeld opened the door and got out of the car.

Seeing Seinfeld coming alone, the soldiers surrounded him, raised their guns at him, and the soldiers led by him said, "Tell everyone in the car to come down." ”

"I'm here to find Captain Wang Feng." Seinfeld said calmly.

"Captain Wang Feng went to the city, do you want to enter the base, you have to go in and get off, if you don't go in, you will leave immediately." The soldier replied indifferently.

Seinfeld had an urge to cut the other party in his heart, but in his bones he still liked others to be polite, Captain Wang Feng and the others were not there, he didn't know anyone in the base, so he shook his head and took Lin Mengxin and them out of the car.

"You take them to register their identity." The soldier commanded the soldier next to him and returned to his original post.

Entering the base, which is in full swing of construction, a large open space in front of you, densely packed tents, on the right side of the cement buildings are rising from the ground, there are constantly uniformed teams patrolling back and forth, there is a huge hole in the middle of the belt, engineering trucks keep transporting mud and sand, Seinfeld found that there is no shortage of corpses on the car to be taken out.

Seinfeld's face was a little unsightly, and he felt like he had walked into a construction site like so-and-so, and he was about to put on a hat and take a shovel. He also noticed that the survivors were all ragged and skewept, men, women and children were working, and even the patrolmen could sometimes be seen punching and kicking them, like the overseers of ancient times.

Roar! A two-meter-high iron cage was placed on the side of the road, and there was a female zombie in the middle, naked, and Seinfeld noticed that there were not many such iron cages, and they could be seen everywhere.

"Haha! Don't move, come over to me, you can't escape. A departing patrolman pinned the woman to the ground and tore her clothes to shreds as she struggled, and the whole person was pressed on, and the survivors around him avoided in horror, while the patrolmen watched with interest in their hands on their chests.

"Hey, hey! The environment here is good, suitable for field warfare, you hurry up, I'll wait. ”

This scene was seen by Seinfeld, he hated it very much, maybe he shouldn't come here, the base is far from as good as ideal, turned to look at Lin Mengxin, and saw a deep disgust on her face.

"Has the base always been like this?" Seinfeld asked coldly at the soldier.

"What! I can't stand it, this is not a welfare home, and if you want to survive, you have to pay a price, after all, milk and bread can't fall from the sky. The soldier sneered.

"There are three kinds of people in the base who are always on top, evolutionaries, managers, and guardians, without managers, Base 3 does not exist at all, there are no evolutionaries and guardians and zombies fighting bloodily to plunder survival materials, and those survivors have long become the rations of monsters, so they should all give their everything." With a cold look in his eyes, the soldier warned: "Remember, if you have the strength, you can do whatever you want, and if you don't have the strength, you are just like those survivors, just animals." ”

Seeing that Seinfeld was silent, the soldier smiled evilly: "There is also a living cutting entertainment program at night, of course, this is the privilege of our guardians, I hope you can take a good look at it then, let's go quickly, I can go to find a little girl to vent my anger when I finish my errands early." ”

"Seinfeld!" Lin Mengxin grabbed the other party's arm, and after listening to the soldier's words, she was extremely worried.

"Don't worry." Seinfeld patted the back of her hand, looked at An An and them, and followed the soldiers.

Finally walked out of the dense tent, Seinfeld and the others came to the identity information registration office, the person in charge of registration was a fat middle-aged man, when he saw Lin Mengxin, his eyes never rolled again, and the corners of his mouth were about to drip out.

"It's rare to have a good product, I have to keep it for myself, that black dog looks good, and it can be brought to Captain Ba Luo." Retracting his fiery gaze, the fat middle-aged man became serious, and the soldier deliberately looked at Seinfeld for a while when he left.

"Report all the names to me, and those who have special skills will also be said."

Lin Mengxin and the others quickly completed the identity registration, and each of them received a card, and at this time it was Seinfeld's turn, he stood quietly in front of the fat middle-aged man, his eyes becoming colder and colder.

"My name is Seinfeld, and my specialty is murder."

Hearing Seinfeld's words, the fat middle-aged man began to look at the other party carefully, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked with mockery, "Murder?" With this sword on your back? ”

"Would you like to try it if it's sharp?" Seinfeld asked rhetorically.

The smile on the fat middle-aged man's face instantly froze, he snapped his fingers, and a man in a suit walked in, and he said softly: "You go and inform Captain Xia Luo and ask him to come and get the dog." ”

After the man in the suit left, the fat middle-aged man looked at Seinfeld with a cold face, and said silently, "Do you know who you're talking to?" I don't think you're going to get out of Base 3. ”

Seeing that he was indifferent, the fat middle-aged man was even more annoyed, and threatened: "You have to understand the fate of provoking the managers, they have the power of life and death!" ”

At this moment, five soldiers came to the hall, and one of them shouted, "Stand over there, hurry! ”