Early the next morning.

Zeng Qiang woke up Wang Xin and the big yellow dog and prepared to go on the road.

"Brother Qiang, what should I do with this bastard?" Wang Xin gritted his teeth with hatred for a beast like Zhang Fan.

"What do you want to do?" Zeng Qiang carried a backpack and a corpse butcher knife in his hand, while Wang Xin abandoned the shovel and held the shotgun in his hand.

"Shall we kill him?" Wang Xin looked at the dying Zhang Fan with interest, and the shotgun in his hand was aimed at his head.

"Help......" Zhang Fan opened his eyes with difficulty and begged for mercy.

This girl is really violent, Zeng forcibly pushed away the shotgun, squatted down and looked at Zhang Fan and said, "I said I would feed you to zombies." ”

"Nope! No, please, give me a good time. Zhang Fan looked weak, his face was full of fear, he had already breathed more and less in.

"It's you, doing, doing, receiving." Zeng Qiang gritted his teeth and said these words, and used the corpse butcher knife to separate a few small openings on Zhang Fan's hands and feet, he believed that it would not be long before the zombies would be attracted by fresh blood.

"Nope! Don't! Zhang Fan roared like a return to the light, his broken arms kept dancing, trying to grab Zeng Qiang's hand, and instantly burned the last of his vitality, and he was scared to death.

"You're in luck."

Seeing Zhang Fan's pale face, his eyes bulging out, his mouth wide open, and his dead look, Wang Xin was so frightened that he shivered and ran far away.

After packing up his things, Zeng Qiang greeted the big yellow dog and left with Wang Xin.

......

The plan of the day lies in the morning, and there should be many farmers who have begun to work in the fields at this time before the end of the world, and in less than a month, the weeds in the fields have grown wildly, and some have annihilated the crops inside.

The big yellow dog came out of the rice field, covered with rice flowers, and should be able to harvest it in a while.

In the last days, the survival rate of individuals is too small, and there is always great strength in the number of people, and it is still far from Yongchuan, Zeng Qiang thought that if the people in the gathering place could rush to harvest the rice when it was ripe, the food crisis should be solved temporarily.

The early morning sun is not so sunny, there is a slight cool breeze circulating in the air, which makes people feel comfortable, Zeng Qiang thought about whether he could find a motorcycle, not that he didn't think about driving, but most of the big roads are blocked by abandoned vehicles, and it is only convenient to consider taking a small road to ride a motorcycle.

"Damn, you didn't even leave me some oil." Zeng Qiang angrily kicked down a motorcycle in front of him.

"Brother Qiang, I can't walk." Wang Xin stopped, his mouth pursed high, and he was holding a shotgun.

"Then you can stay." Zeng Qiang directly chose to ignore it, and slashed a lone zombie on the side of the road, "I forgot to tell you, there should be a small town ahead, there are at least tens of thousands of zombies in it, if you don't want to die, follow me in the end." ”

"Huh? Brother Qiang, you are so annoying. Although Wang Xin kept complaining, he still followed Zeng Qiang's pace.

Fugui Town, from the name alone, is very cheesy, very ordinary town, but Zeng Qiang knows that this town is a small town vigorously supported by the local government, the terrain of the whole Fugui Town is northeast, high in the north and low in the south, and the plains are connected to the mountains.

Mountains to the north and plains to the south.

Fugui Town is rich in minerals, especially phosphate rock, raw coal, and zinc reserves, and the reserves are among the best in the whole of China. It is also one of the main sources of tax revenue in Shuangqing.

With the support of the local government, Fugui Town has developed rapidly in just a few years, and the establishment of several major mines has attracted tens of thousands of migrant workers, coupled with the families of the workers and the local new rural construction resettlement houses, most of the farmers have been concentrated in the town, and the population of the whole town is not an exaggeration to say that there are 100,000.

Originally, Zeng Qiang planned to take a detour, but Shuangqing is surrounded by water in the west and south, and the main city is in the east, so it is the only way to reach the town of Yongchuan as soon as possible.

There were still a few hundred meters from the town, and Zeng Qiang stopped cautiously.

In the distance, several tall apartments are clearly visible, several bungalows on both sides of the highway are closed, and a bus lies in the middle of the road, and several small cars are overturned around the bus, and dozens of zombies are wandering around.

Zeng Qiang could see clearly the banner hanging on the bus: Yongchuan Refugee Resettlement Site.

It seems that the convoy at the gathering place was attacked here, and the losses were not small.

"You must follow me in a while, if the situation is not right, we will retreat, no matter what gathering place he is, I will not go." Zeng Qiang said to Wang Xin next to him.

Seeing Zeng Qiang's cautiousness, Wang Xin nodded obediently this time, holding the shotgun tightly in his hand to make himself feel more secure.

The two of them and a dog slowly approached, only to happen that several cars were seriously damaged, some of the front of the car was seriously deformed, some of the car doors were missing, and some of the entire body was recessed, these cars seemed to be caused by heavy objects.

What kind of existence is causing such damage?

"Brother Qiang, you see this is the car from the gathering place." Wang Xin spotted the banner on the bus and trotted over.

"Come back, don't run around." Zeng Qiang was so anxious that he wanted to scold his mother, but now that the situation is unknown, it is very dangerous to go up rashly.

"What are you afraid of, isn't it just a few dozen zombies, just leave it to me." Wang Xin didn't care at all, and walked over with the big yellow dog.

"Hiss." Seeing a living person coming, the zombies who were originally standing instantly became excited and surrounded Wang Xin one after another.

"Good come, rhubarb, let's go." Wang Xin shouted excitedly, she hadn't seen so many zombies for several days, and she felt a little itchy.

"Wangwang." The big yellow dog moves quickly, pounces on a zombie when he jumps, and bites off the neck of a zombie when he opens his mouth.

"Rhubarb is well done." Wang Xin saw that the big yellow dog easily solved a zombie, and she also twisted the shotgun and knocked it on the head of a female zombie, she didn't think about shooting, but she didn't even know how to open insurance, and Zeng Qiang didn't teach her.

"Hiss." This * only knocked the zombie's head crooked, but it was not fatal, it opened its fishy mouth and bit Wang Xin's neck.

"What kind of broken gun is this, it's better than my shovel." Seeing that the zombie was about to get closer, Wang Xin suddenly retreated in a panic, just stepped on a broken hand, and staggered to the ground.

"Oops." Wang Xin screamed in pain, and the female zombie was about to ride on her.

"Ahh Brother Qiang, help! Wang Xin was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes.

"What are you howling, shut up for me, do you want to attract all the zombies in town?"

Zeng Qiang's voice came, Wang Xin opened his eyes and saw Zeng Qiang standing in front of him, and the zombie had already broken his head, and his panicked heart slowly calmed down.

"If it's okay, get up, we need to get out of here right away." Zeng Qiang commanded, and turned around to kill a zombie.

At this time, the big yellow dog was extremely heroic, like a wolf in the flock of zombies, and in a short period of time, there were zombies around the ground whose necks were bitten off.

Suddenly, the big yellow dog seemed to sense something, suddenly dodged the attack of a zombie, jumped out of the encirclement with a 'whoosh', and ran out of a few hundred meters past Zeng Qiang and the others before turning around and stopping.

"Woohoo." The big yellow dog kept barking at Zeng Qiang, looking very anxious.

"Let's go!" Zeng Qiang understood that the big yellow dog sensed the danger, and what could make the dog scared was definitely not something Zeng Qiang could deal with, so he took Wang Xin's hand and ran with the big yellow dog.

"Roar, roar, roar!" A furious roar came from behind several buildings.