After the food was distributed, the security personnel had already filled up the car with gas and drove it to the road out of the city, and the survivors boarded the car in order after listening to Shangguanli's order.

Captain Ji praised Shangguan Li for managing Zuo Bal in an orderly manner, and the two shapeshifters also nodded with satisfaction.

No matter how poor Zobar is, there are still more than 3,000 people left, and one-third of them are old, weak, sick and disabled, and these people have no ability to work and hunt, and belong to the category of eating white rice.

But Shangguan Li did not abandon them, and the other two-thirds of the young adults did not dispute this, which is not something that anyone can do.

The shapeshifters smiled as they watched a group of old and sick people being helped into the car, perhaps not caring if the survivors were healthy or not, but only about whether the centralized management plan could be carried out smoothly.

Shangguan Li arranged for me to share a car with the former security captain, and I knew that they would not welcome me, at least not me as their new leader.

Pulling away from the convoy, our car was on silent mode, no one in the car made a sound, and they didn't talk to each other.

We were in a cash truck, and there were seven people in my car, the original security captain was called Zhang Xin, who was supposed to sit in the passenger seat, but now I am the one sitting here.

Shangguan Li must have felt their resistance as well, but he didn't say anything, obviously asking me to find a way to integrate into this team on my own.

So I decided to keep silent for the time being, and this time I went back to Safe Harbor, where Captain Ji was in charge of keeping us safe, and Zobal's security team was only a support.

When they arrived at the safe harbor, Zuobar's security team naturally had to be broken up and reorganized into the security team of the safe harbor.

Shangguan Li suddenly arranged such a position for me, which was also convenient for me to blend in with the management after arriving at the safe harbor, and he said that the safe harbor had promised long ago that once he agreed to be recruited, he and his henchmen could be assigned management positions in the grassroots units.

I feel that this is similar to Monkey King going to Heavenly Court to do Bi Ma Wen, because the high-level leaders of Safe Harbor City are either Shapeshifters or partners of Shapeshifters, and the leaders who have taken over from other camps can only be overused.

Unless they are willing to throw themselves into the arms of the Shapeshifters, but even if there are people who are willing, from the Shapeshifters' standpoint, they will not let there be too many such partners.

The reason is simple, they are also worried about being eaten back, and the more people know their secrets, the greater the risk of being wiped out.

They have always disguised themselves as human beings and refused to show their true colors, which shows that they still have scruples and do not want to reveal their true colors.

I just hope that the script that Tumu arranged for me is not too bloody, such as killing Shangguan Li, so that the shapeshifters can see my sincerity.

The thought swept through my mind, and I quickly grabbed it and sat up straight, causing several pairs of eyes in the car to stare at me.

I turned to look out the window at the scenery to hide the abrupt movements, and my guess was not suitable to share with them.

Fortunately, they didn't have any curiosity about me, they just looked at me inexplicably and withdrew their gaze.

We had many speculations about the means used by Tumu to get rid of Shangguan Li, but we never thought that he would borrow my hand to kill people.

Because we all knew that it was impossible for me to kill Shangguan Li, we automatically ruled out this idea when we guessed.

But now that the thought suddenly broke into my head and took root, I asked myself, why is it impossible?

As long as the conditions are right, and there are reasons for necessity, it is entirely possible for me to do so.

This kind of plot is often staged in police movies, and the undercover police officer must kill a person in front of him in order to gain the trust of the gang boss to prove that he is not an undercover agent.

Imagine if I had infiltrated the shapeshifters and was one step away from gaining their trust, and needed to prove to them that I was determined to betray humans, then killing my former boss and friend would be my break with humans.

Or maybe I've gained the trust of the shapeshifters, but Shangguan Li has done something harmful to them and must be executed, and the execution will most likely fall to me.

In short, once I climb the dangerous peak, many things will be out of my own control, and Tumu can still strategize by hiding in the shadows.

And he borrowed my hand to kill Shangguan Li has many benefits, although the Shangguan family did not let Shangguan Li inherit the position of the head of the family, it does not mean that he has no supporters in the family.

In this time and space, the leadership skills he showed were less than those of the upper but more than those of the lower, so killing him was likely to cause dissatisfaction and even hatred among some people in the Shangguan family.

What's more, he still has a group of followers, all of whom are his diehards, and if he is killed, these people will definitely take revenge on the murderer.

Tumu won't cause such trouble for himself, if he can kill Shangguan Li with my hand, that's his style, a good plan to kill two birds with one stone.

Suppose he has a similar script for the undercover agents in the other camps, and when he becomes the new leader of all the survivors, he can order us to be hunted down, which can be both angry and silenced.

As for us, people are killed by our own hands, no matter how we say it, we can't escape the condemnation of conscience, killing is also a fact, no matter what the reason, killing is killing people, and there is no excuse.

Even if you understand it at that time, it was calculated by Tumu, and it will be difficult to escape the notoriety of the murderer.

I couldn't hold back my sudden enlightenment, so much so that when the car braked suddenly, I was shaken hard, but fortunately there was a seat belt, otherwise I might have hit the windshield.

A warning came from the communicator in the car to 'get down', and before I could tell whose voice it was, the roof of the car in front of me flew off.

I quickly unbuckled my seatbelt and slipped out into the space in front of my seat.

I was thinner, and my head was a head higher than the seat in the gap of the seat, and the driver had nowhere to shrink, so he opened the door and jumped out of the car and fell to the ground.

We moved very fast, but even so, the roof lid slid over my head and flew out, and the cold wind blew by, and the wind was wrapped in a thick smell of blood.

Then came a rain of bullets, the cars were smashed into sieves, several more cars in the convoy exploded, the stumps of corpses flew everywhere, and a burning palm nearly hit my head.

The convoy immediately organized a counterattack, and I identified the direction where the bullets were flying and used the antenna to probe.

As a result, I didn't scan any living objects, and the analysis given by the antenna was metal objects with energy.

This kind of thing can be an airplane tank, or even an electric baton, but no one uses it, or it's too mysterious.

I climbed out of the car and rolled to the side of the road against the ground, but the fire was so dense that people couldn't lift their heads.

This is not robbery, this is annihilation, the other side is not prepared to leave alive, we can only wait for them to run out of bullets.

Nowadays, the camps are frugal in their ammunition consumption, and no one will throw bullets as if they don't need money.

I looked at our car, and there was a stream of blood coming out of the half-open door, two headless corpses thrown in a sitting position, the broken neck was neat, and the upper part of the car seemed to have been cut by something extremely sharp.

The driver lay on the ground, blood pouring from under his body, staining the snow red.

The bullet came from his side, so although he jumped out of the car in time, he did not dodge the second round of attacks.

Zhang Xin and several others also rolled into the snow on the side of the road, and one person was hit in the leg, dragging a bloody trail on the ground.

"Why can't you see anyone so close?" Zhang Xin scolded his mother, took out his gun angrily, and fired two random shots in the direction where the bullets were flying.

"Don't waste bullets!" I was three meters away from them, and I couldn't reach out to stop them, so I could only make a sound.

"Don't you wait to die?" Zhang Xin roared back.

"That's no one, stay away, be careful of the car exploding." I don't have a lot of volume to make sure they can hear me.

Zhang Xin's emotions did not affect me, I climbed towards Shangguan Li's car, his car had bulletproof armor, although the top cover was also lifted, but the body was not broken, he and Captain Ji hid on the side of the bullet rain, only a few abrasions on their bodies.

"Sang Rou, don't move, stay away!" Shangguan Li saw me crawling towards him, and hurriedly gestured to me, signaling me to dodge.

I didn't see the two shapeshifters, and I thought it was strange until I glanced over the car they were riding in and saw green blood different from human blood dripping out of the crack in the door, and I secretly screamed badly.

Now the scene is chaotic, no one notices the pool of green liquid, Shangguan Li and Captain Ji should have noticed it before me, but they all seem to know nothing.

I crawled backwards and secretly held the fly ash in my sleeve, also thanks to the close distance between the two sides, it was not beyond the range of use of the fly ash.

I concentrated my mental strength and attacked the bullet-firing thing with flying ash, and the result was even more surprising to me, I eliminated a wave, and a new point of fire appeared in the same position.

Wave after wave, as if endless, I had a competitive mind, and as soon as it appeared, I broke it down, and so on, so many times that I didn't have the time to count.

With my unremitting efforts, the rain of bullets lasted for ten minutes, what kind of concept is this, which is equivalent to priing open a bullet box and pouring it out, one box after another for ten minutes.

All the cars were wrecked, and more than a dozen of them were hit in the fuel tank, and before we came out, we thought that we would encounter robbers or herds of wild wolves foraging for food.

But we didn't expect the situation in front of us, so the team suffered heavy losses, and I didn't expect that it wasn't people who attacked us.

Ten minutes of continuous use of mental power is still within the tolerable range for me, but the annoying thing is that my efforts have not yielded results.

The convoy was scrapped, and most of the survivors were killed or injured, especially the two shapeshifters, who were dead and we couldn't account for Safe Harbor, which is what I think is bad.

Shangguan and I are not dead, but the 'commissioner' of the shapeshifters is dead, and I will return to the safe harbor to say that the shapeshifters are afraid that they will kill us all to vent their anger.

Don't...... Was this attack, which was not intended for robbery, a conspiracy?

The rain of bullets stopped, and the energy metal disappeared from the scanning area of the antenna, and I was the first to stand up, pat the snow off my body, and walk towards the spot where the bullet rain was flying.