Maybe the fat man didn't know that someone was investigating the Poison City in Jicheng. As the saying goes, there is no wind and no waves. The seemingly mysterious news may not be fake.

However, the fat man has news channels in Jicheng, and he knows more about various forces than me, so he thinks the news is not true, so I am a little curious.

"Why?" I asked.

"You think, they are studying chemical weapons in the Poison City, and wearing gas masks in the city and in the laboratory is normal. Why do they still wear them when they go out? It's mostly to increase the sense of mystery and create a horror atmosphere."

The fat man's words fulfilled the lie I had told before. When I was inquired in Jicheng, I said that I saw a corpse wearing a gas mask outside Longcheng, and the man and the woman did not raise any questions.

It turned out that the group of people were wearing gas masks everywhere, but the young people who caught me in Jicheng also wore gas masks with them. Could it be that they were chemical weapons in the mouths of fat men?

A guess came to my mind, and I tried to say in a plain tone: "Maybe they want to engage in a terrorist attack, so be prepared at any time."

This makes sense. The people who arrested me did not suspect that I was selling drugs, they were afraid that I would put chemical weapons in Jicheng.

"Hiss?" The fat man heard this, as if he was stabbed by a needle, his whole body shrank, and then his face suddenly turned pale.

"Come—Come—" His scream at this moment was sharper than being stabbed by a knife.

The person guarding outside the clinic hurriedly ran in and asked him what was wrong. The fat man had lost his previous calmness and said in a panic: "Hurry, please tell everyone to hide in the cellar, hurry!"

The visitor answered yes, then was stunned for a moment, and asked again: "The brother outside?"

The fat man's face was extremely gloomy and said fiercely: "I can't save it."

It was not until this time that I understood why the fat man suddenly changed his face. His mind was turning faster than me. Although his guess might not come true, be careful to sail the ship for thousands of years.

His worries and anxiety were not unreasonable, but the people who went out to send the message went away and the gunshots outside the village suddenly stopped.

The fat man looked as if dead and looked at me in despair. In fact, I knew better than him that everyone outside was dead.

A faint purple smoke floated out of the village. Some people left behind were curious and walked out of the house to see it. As soon as they touched the purple mist, they fell down. After a few seconds, the breath disappeared.

"It's too late, it's too late..." The fat man trembled his lips and pulled out the needle on the back of his hand. He wanted to go down to the ground to escape. Perhaps he was too nervous and his legs were a little weak. He fell as soon as he stood up.

"Where is the cellar?" I stepped forward and lifted him from the ground with one hand.

"In the backyard of that house." The fat man pointed to a bungalow outside the window.

I finally understood why he looked desperate. The bungalow he pointed to was already shrouded in purple mist. We were now going to commit suicide.

"Carefully, is there a car behind you? Walk from the back mountain." I dragged the fat man out of the house, but the fat man only ran a few steps and broke free from my hand.

"It's useless, there's no car, the cars are in front. They are here to do the experiment. Do you understand? There must be people in front, back, left and right, and we can't get out!"

"I won't stop you if you want to die, but they can't stop me, you can choose." I won't sit still and wait for death. After saying that, I ran to the street with my baby in my arms.

The fat man has a good vision of choosing a camp. The village is surrounded by mountains on three sides and only has a gentle breeze, so the fog spreads very slowly.

My fat man has different ideas. He is afraid that there are people hiding around, but I am just the opposite, just afraid that there is no one around.

The wind direction may change at any time. How can I do without a gas mask to protect myself? I don’t want to try the poison with myself.

The fat man chased him out after a while. Although he was fat, he ran quite fast.

"Benefather-benefather-don't leave me."

The fat man chased and shouted, "This has a self-destruct device. I want to blow this up and kill these bastards!"

I didn't want to talk at first, but when I heard that he was going to blow up the village, I hurriedly said, "What are you going to fry? I want gasoline."

When I ran to the back of the village, I stopped at the foot of the mountain. The fat man hurriedly said, "Run, don't stop."

I glared at him and he immediately shut up. I had no intention of giving up this village. It is not easy to get some gasoline these days, so how could I just blow it up?

As the fat man expected, someone was ambushing the back of the mountain behind the village. I looked down at the baby in my arms. He smiled at me, as if running all the way was just an interesting game in his eyes.

"It's time to eat." I whispered to him: "Don't eat the fat man next to me."

"Ah~" the little guy screamed happily, scaring the fat man.

"You child hasn't been moving for a long time, and it's so scary." The fat man touched his nose awkwardly, clearly not wanting to admit that he was scared by a little baby.

"Ha." I smiled briefly, thinking that my son has something even more scary. If the fat man knows, he might have to hide one kilometer away.

There were twelve people ambushing the back of the mountain. My baby and I joined forces, and in just a few seconds, all of these people fell down.

So I only stood there for a few seconds before continuing to walk up the mountain. The fat man relaxed his expression and looked back at the purple mist behind him.

"Let's go quickly, wait until you climb over this mountain before resting." Obviously, the fat man thought I was tired of running just now.

He lame one leg, but the speed of climbing the mountain was not slow at all. He muttered as he walked: "You are right, keep the green mountains there, and you are not afraid of burning firewood. Maybe they just want to use us for experiments. When they leave, we will come back to move supplies."

I was too lazy to explain to him. When he climbed over the hill and saw the ambush's body, he naturally understood.

The fat man was walking in front this time, but he always kept a fixed distance from us, not just escaping and leaving us behind. From this point of view, I couldn't save him in vain.

When he crossed the hill, he saw the corpse on the hillside on the back. He was stunned on the spot. After two seconds, he turned back and looked at me.

"this……"

"Take off their gas masks."

"Oh, OK."

The fat man quickly accelerated his pace and trotted over to remove the gas mask from the head of the corpse. But when he pulled the gas mask from the dead man's head, he immediately screamed and threw it out.

Then the fat man rubbed his hands on his clothes a few times, as if he was about to rub off some dirty things.

I looked at the head of the corpse and found out why the fat man did this. The skin on the head of the corpse seemed to have albinism, covered with dark spots, which were clearly black and white, and very disgusting.

"Damn, do they have infectious diseases? I, I won't be infected, right?" The fat man said with regret: "Are they wearing masks afraid of poisoning, but to prevent the virus from spreading on them?"

The fat man might just say it casually, but his words provided me with a new idea. Perhaps the so-called biological and chemical weapons are not conventional weapons we imagine, but human weapons!

"Ah, look, his face-" The fat man dragged his lame legs and avoided the body several meters away.

Purple smoke emerged from the eyes, ears, nostrils and mouth of the corpse. I clenched my fists in annoyance, and I was really impressed by my crow's brain.

What's worse is that a gust of wind blew from somewhere, blowing the purple mist emitted from the corpse towards me. I subconsciously hugged the baby tightly and turned around, letting the baby carry the wind on his back.

thump……

The fat man around him could not dodge and fell to the ground. He had already inhaled poisonous gas and stared at me with wide eyes. His expression of surprise and unwillingness quickly frozen on his face.

Before he died, he must have been thinking, why am I okay?

Not only was I okay, but the baby was fine, the purple mist swallowed us, and the baby even vomited a bubble at me.

I exhaled. For a moment of life and death, I was only worried about whether the baby would be in trouble. Now I know that the poisonous gas is ineffective for us, and I am just happy that he can be safe.

"Boy, are you really my son?" My doubts became deeper and deeper. I was not in a hurry to do a paternity test, but now I suddenly want to test it quickly.

"Let's go back and get things." I walked back with the baby in my arms. The village was completely trapped in the poisonous fog. Whether it was outside the house or hiding in the house, all of them lost their breath.

The poisoned person did not enter the village, so I could only waste some time, go around and kill all the poisoned persons.

They must have never expected that someone could walk freely in the poisonous gas, so they were all waiting in their original position and were killed quietly by me.

If they are a little prepared and fire a machine gun at me, I will choose to give in for the safety of the baby.

Their use of human chemical weapons was beyond our expectations, and my immunity to poison gas was beyond their expectations. In the end, whoever is awesome will win.

"I'm so stupid, I should have thought of it long ago." I said to myself.

Since they are human chemical weapons, there must be toxins in their blood. When I was in Longcheng, I sucked their blood. It was fine at that time, so I was naturally immune to poison gas.

Of course, this idea requires a prerequisite, that is, all people wearing gas masks in this organization are human-shaped weapons.

If this is the case, no wonder all forces have to temporarily form an investigation team and focus on investigating them.

It is already very difficult for humans to survive in the end of the world. If there are human-shaped weapons that cannot be guarded against, they will engage in terrorist attacks without any problems, which will make the survivors' lives worse.

Thinking deeper, is these people really just doing terrorist attacks?

Will they use this to threaten the major forces to pay at what price?

"Forget it, find your father first." I sniffed the tip of the baby's nose and made a decision quickly.

After searching the entire village for a while, I finally found their oil storage warehouse. I didn’t know if I didn’t look at it. After reading it, I realized that there was a lot of oil storage in this place.

The car parked at the entrance of the village was used as a bunker by the survivors and was turned into scrap iron. I found another car, filled the fuel tank, and put a few more buckets in the trunk.

I can't take all the oil away at once. Since I plan to come back to get it in the future, I have to ensure that no one can get close to it.

I dragged all the corpses of the poison into the village, took off their gas masks, and let them release the poison gas as much as possible.

The terrain around this village is like a water bowl, which contains poisonous gas and cannot be dissipated in a short period of time.

After setting up the barrier, I took the baby back on the road. As for those survivors, I could only wait for me to concentrate on burying them next time I came.
Chapter completed!