Leaving this farmhouse, this is Han Qi's idea, very simple, but also very practical, there is no hope of continuing to stay here, it is better to go out and break through, and see what the world is tossed into......

"Han Bin go pack up your things, let's go!"

As soon as Han Qi said this, Wu Feng, who had just chopped off the head of the mutant Tibetan mastiff, smiled faintly, what this woman was going to do, she didn't care.

Wu Feng didn't care, but the others were very surprised, they didn't know what Han Qi was thinking, everyone's reaction was different, then Han Bin didn't say anything, he was used to obeying his sister's orders, and several survivors were very happy, there were three fewer people to consume rations, and the reserves in the single farmhouse were enough for them to eat for half a month, besides, they couldn't stand Han Qi's character for a long time, and it was better to leave early, the only pity was that they couldn't call Meng Biao who worked hard anymore.

I don't care, what people are thinking, what they want to do, it doesn't matter to him Wu Feng, he used a kitchen knife to "click" to pry open the head of the mutant Tibetan mastiff, and the bloodshot brain had red spots and emitted an unpleasant smell.

In less than a day, the brain has begun to rot and deteriorate, and when the brain with red dots is gently cut with a knife, the black slurry overflows, and the disgusting stench is like a pile of ****, and then a layer is cut, and a piece of black soft meat comes into view.

took out this piece of black soft meat that was only the size of a fingernail shell, put it in a bucket and cleaned it and took it to his nose and sniffed it, there was no smell, Wu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately this most precious thing has not deteriorated, otherwise he would not have to die of distress, this small piece of black meat can be exchanged for an ancient martial arts cheats, dozens of automatic rifles and thousands of rounds of ammunition.

As for the other dog meat, I don't want to take it away anyway, so what's the harm in giving it to those survivors, smearing the black meat with alcohol, wrapping it in plastic wrap and then putting it in a matchbox, then I walked out of the meaty kitchen, and saw that the "booming" rain did not stop at all, and I didn't want to wait, the road was slippery and difficult to walk on rainy days, but it was very suitable for humans to go out, the rain could not only wash away the smell of humans, so that mutant beasts could not track humans, but also made zombies unable to determine the location of humans through hearing.

"Teacher, senior brother, I have packed up the salute."

Hearing Meng Biao's sad voice, he turned his head and found that Meng Biao's salute was very simple, a mountain knife, a small backpack, and nothing else, and the backpack didn't seem to contain too many things, light and simple, very good, if it is not necessary, don't carry too many things, waste physical strength, not to mention, it will become the last straw that crushes the camel at a critical time.

Seeing the emotion in Meng Biao's eyes, Wu Feng patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go, it's not that I won't come back." ”

"Yes!" Meng Biao nodded heavily, as Wu Feng walked into the rain, he still turned back three times in one step, he couldn't forget this farmhouse, he couldn't forget everything here, it's just that he wanted to go out and have a look, he didn't want to nest in this mountain for the rest of his life, before Wu Feng asked him to pack his luggage, it was clear that it was time for him to leave.

"Second uncle, I will come back to see your ...... every year during Qingming"

When Wu Feng heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, what kind of "door rules" to restrain Meng Biao is far from being human, although there is no emotion now, but feelings can be established, at this moment, seeing a few cars in the yard, there is no need to think about walking directly to the pickup truck, when to choose what kind of car, the road is slippery on this rainy day, and there is a long dirt road to go, if the car is now in the mud pit, it will be a lot of fun.

Opened the door of the pickup truck, saw that the car key was inserted in the keyhole, sat in the driver's seat unceremoniously, started the car, and after Meng Biao got into the car, regardless of the envy of Meng Biao in the yard, he drove away from the farmhouse with a "boom" on the accelerator.

The muddy mountain road is very difficult to walk, and it is only when you drive out of the farmhouse that you can see the potholes through the windshield swept by the windshield wipers.

Pouted, saw the muck truck drive out of the farmhouse to come up, don't care, the road is not that, people are willing to go that way, concentrate on driving, the goal is to go to the southwest toll station of the county and Jiao Yu convergence, according to the direction, at the moment is in the west of the county, to the southwest of the county do not need to enter the county, only need to pass the dirt road to detour.

"Senior brother, what's the name of our sect?"

As soon as the route was formulated, he listened to Meng Biao's question, and Wu Feng had already thought about this question, "There is no name, if you want, you can call it the Invincible Deception Gate, or you can call it a cat and a dog faction......"

"No name?" Meng Biao felt as if he was on a thief ship, and continued to ask, "Then how many people are there in our sect?" ”

"You, me, two." Wu Feng is not taboo, he doesn't want to deceive this Meng Biao, tell the truth.

"Two? What about our master? Meng Biao asked this in amazement, not believing that there were only two people in the sect, but immediately thought that in those TV series, the strongest were not those major sects but some mysterious sects.

"Dead, dead for thousands of years!" Wu Feng smiled, the only person who can be his master is the creator of the blood duel, of course, the senior doesn't know how many years he has been dead, turned his head to look at Meng Biao's overwhelmed appearance, and smiled slightly, "Remember, although there is no master, I will teach you the ancient martial arts I have learned, since I am your senior brother, I am also your master!" ”

"Oh!" Meng Biao nodded like a chicken pecking rice, although he was a little lost in his heart, it was not a big sect, nor was it a mysterious sect, but Meng Biao was even more grateful to Wu Feng for treating him with sincerity, it can be said that he would believe whatever Wu Feng said now, Wu Feng can talk about the sect to the sky, and the ethereal master who is invincible in the world, but what can it be, false, fake, far less good than this sincere senior brother!

Meng Biao knows that many people regard him as a fool, because his brain is not fast, things are slow, he admits death, he has been bullied by too many people, he has been treated too coldly, and he has been discriminated against and deceived by too many people, but what he hates most is not those who bully him, not the stupid eyes of others, but the deception of others.

When he was a child, he ate mud, drank urine, jumped over rivers, and set fires, just because he naively believed other people's words as true, and when he grew up, although he had some improvements, he also did many stupid things, and in just twenty-four years, he didn't know how many fools he had been made and how many stupid things he had done, just because of his simple mind.

After the outbreak of the end times, the only person who would not deceive him also passed away, he really wanted to go out and see how big the world was, and he wanted to see the colorful world, but he was afraid, afraid that others would deceive him, afraid that others would let him harm others, let him do those heinous things.

Now Meng Biao feels very lucky, not to worship a sect, not to have the opportunity to learn that magical and mysterious exercises, but the senior brother sitting next to him did not lie to him.

"Thank you, brother."

Hearing Meng Biao's sudden thanks, Wu Feng was a little puzzled, "What's wrong?" ”

"Because senior brother, you didn't lie to me."

"How do you know?" Wu Feng smiled, he didn't expect to lie to him because of this, Wu Feng didn't have the leisure to do so, deceiving people is a technical job and will be exposed one day, in the world, there is no eternal lie.

"The second uncle once said that lies are nice and comfortable, but the truth is ugly and cruel."

Meng Biao said this seriously, but Wu Feng smiled: "Then did your second uncle say that some lies are more cruel than reality, remember, don't trust anyone in this last world, including yourself!" ”

"Why? Second Uncle ......"

"You'll get it slowly!" Wu Feng smiled faintly, this was not only said to Meng Biao, but also to himself......