Volume 1: Stabilizing the Waves, Chapter 37: Another Gathering Point

On the second floor of Guquan clothing store,

In the dirty old stinky clothes, the four of Wei Lai were pulling each other's tags.

After packing up the new clothes on his body, Wei Lai straightened his collar and picked up the leather band used to put on his clothes. After handing one to Gardenia, he covered the rest of the bag and covered his hair.

Cut!

Li Wu saw that he didn't have his own share, so he pouted and didn't say anything more. After all, he and Shi are both flat-headed, even if it has been a month, their hair is sloppy, and it has not reached the point of covering their eyes.

Unlike Wei Lai, who lives like half a non-mainstream on weekdays, after a long time, it is almost like half a savage.

Since Gardenia said two words in the sea of flowers yesterday, she has returned to her previous state of silence. She shook her head and didn't answer, still with her hair scattered.

Li Wu didn't dare to tease this fierce eldest sister who didn't speak on weekdays. But for Wei Lai, he didn't care so much.

When Wei Lai finished tying his hair, he cheaply brushed the bun that was about one finger long, and grinned: "You little twitch is very cute!" ”

"Get out... Don't make me smoke you! Wei Lai swung Li Wu's arm away and kicked him in the ass.

The gang had been searching the town center from one side since they came out early this morning. I want to find out the zombie with unknown strength, but the sun is hanging high, and the gray eyes have killed several waves, and I don't even see the shadow of the guy in the dark.

Li Wu, who was jumping to dodge, stepped to the window, looked downstairs and smiled: "Hehe, let's continue to move forward."

He was happy to dodge a kick, as if he was taking advantage of something. But before he could withdraw his big bared teeth, a white light quickly flashed behind him.

Unprepared, he was kicked out by a stone standing nearby.

"Brother Wu be careful, there is a sniper at you!"

The action quickly riveted a kick, coupled with the righteous awe-inspiring shout, stunned Wei Lai, who originally wanted to speak.

"Are you sick, you kicked him again."

After reacting, Wei Lai gave the cat a pestle on the stone behind the wall, and quickly pulled up Li Wu, who was rubbing his waist on the ground, and asked with a concerned face: "Are you okay, Wuzi?" ”

Then he rushed to the stone behind him who was already stunned and said, "Are you Biao, where did you come from this sniper in this small broken town?" You can't see it in such a big mirror! ”

"How many movies have you watched on this horse? Look at the one that gave you Brother Wu to kick! I almost didn't put my head in the wall. ”

Listening to Li Wu's miserable howl in his ears, Wei Lai's words instantly made the stone who thought he had made a meritorious service stunned in place.

"Huh?"

………

Seven or eight hundred meters ahead, there is a small six-story building. It is one of the few commercial buildings in Guquan Town that has more than five floors.

At this time, at the window on the fourth floor, two people were holding binoculars in their hands to observe the situation in the distance, and they were also at a loss when they saw the scene just now.

"Aren't they all together? How can you still do it? Lying on the window was a lewd-looking mustache, who looked at the other man beside him in confusion, and his tone was full of incomprehension.

The man standing next to him was not very tall, but he looked extremely stocky. On his shoulder, he also carried a handful that was more than two meters long, and the workmanship was very rough, and at first glance it was a hand-welded knife.

The man slammed the knife to the ground, and replied unconcerned about the discovery of the mustache: "Then who knows!" Maybe it's another infighting. But the kid who tied his hair just now looks a little familiar. Tsk, it's just that kid squatted too fast, and he didn't see his appearance clearly! ”

He said this with his head slightly raised, and his eyes were still half-closed. It seems to be remembering who in his mind is more in line with the person's appearance.

"... That guy's face is dirty, and he hasn't washed his face for at least half a month, you can tell a ghost. ”

The mustache scolded in disgust, and then raised his arm again, intending to continue to observe the situation on the other side. But when he put the telescope on his eyes, he found that the curtains had been closed on the second floor in the distance, and he couldn't see anything.

"Yo... These guys are pretty clever. ”

He regretfully put down the binoculars, always feeling that he had one less chance to have fun.

Because Wei Lai's figure just now only flashed by, and he didn't stay in the window too much. So let the man with the knife in his hand close his eyes and think about it for a long time, and he didn't come up with one, two, three, so he had to give up.

The sturdy man who had given up his memories touched the mustache's shoulder with his arm: "You go?" Or do I go? ”

"You can just take the two of you over," the mustache instantly understood what he meant, and immediately shook his head like a rattle. "I can't do the job of killing people and cutting zombies, I'd better go and tell the boss quickly!"

"Yes, you can't do anything, just pat yourself on the back."

The sturdy man paid no attention to the slippery loach-like mustache. His eyelids drooped, and he lifted his foot out of the office where the thing was thrown on the ground and looked rather messy.

Outside,

Not to mention any goods, even the shelves that were originally everywhere have long been demolished. In the middle, in the small open space that had been vacated, men and women lay down.

These people are scattered and do not come together.

Some of them were three or four people sitting in a circle, talking in whispers. There were two or three people leaning side by side against the wall, closing their eyes and recuperating. Others are alone, huddled in an inconspicuous corner with their collar clutched.

In the air...

A strange and unpleasant smell is wafting around. It smelled like a dumpling meal that had been left out for a long time in the summer, and it was like a very harmful sour smell produced by something that had been fermented.

But those people didn't seem to smell at all, and they didn't even have the simple action of covering their mouths and noses. Let the spicy smell irritate his nasal passages.

And that's just the tip of the iceberg...

In the entire four floors, there is more than one large area that has been divided like this. But the environment between them is much the same, and it looks the same smoky miasma, dirty.

These people, who were spread all over the entire fourth floor, looked a little listless, although they were all half-dead. But most of them hold some life-saving "weapons" in their hands.

The better ones are kitchen knives for chopping vegetables, axes for chopping wood, and even someone holding a sharp hammer of the same style as Wei Lai.

There are almost aluminum alloy pipes that have been removed from the shelves of this mall and are not very strong. Other things like wooden clothes supports, table legs, U-shaped locks and the like are not unfew.

The sturdy man was accustomed to the scene outside the office. But when he suddenly left the well-ventilated window, the sour smell almost smoked him to his head.

Subconsciously wrinkling his nose, he pointed to the few people sitting around in front of him and shouted: "Xiao Dai stays, Chen Jiang should come back in a while, you wait for him here." The rest of you come with me. ”

Not far away, three or four people who heard the shouts got up one after another.

"Fuck off..."

"You're blind on a horse, haven't you looked at Lao Tzu's way?"

The one who walked in the front of the group looked to be twenty-eight or nineteen years old. He went on a rampage all the way, never changing the direction of his progress from beginning to end.

Regardless of his age, anyone who stood in his way was kicked hard, coupled with a fierce curse, and soon a way was cleared in front of him.

Swaggering to the front and back of the sturdy man, he asked excitedly, "What's wrong Brother Xing, there is a newcomer again?" ”

The sturdy man whose real name is Ding Xing looked at the young man in front of him, who was quite entangled. In addition to a little helplessness in his eyes, there was even a hint of imperceptible disgust.

"If you're new or not, you have to take a look and then let's go!"

………

"Brother Yi!"

The mustache, who had been separated from Ding Xing after leaving the office, went down the stairwell to the fifth floor. He nodded respectfully at the man who was sitting on a high-end sofa and smoking. "There are a few people from the east, I'll go talk to the boss."

The man called Brother Yi didn't raise his head: "Wait a minute, he's busy!" ”

Busy?

The mustache listened attentively with his puzzled ears, then nodded hurriedly, turned to face the wall, shut up and said no more.

For a while, the empty fifth floor could only hear bursts of soft groaning, melodious and tactful, tickling the heart of the mustache that had already thought about it.