After the food was distributed, the security personnel had already filled the car with fuel and drove to the road out of the city. The survivors heard Shangguan Li's order and got on the bus in order.

Captain Ji praised Shangguan Li for managing Zuobar in an orderly manner, and the two transformants nodded with satisfaction.

Zobar is not good enough, with more than 3,000 people left, and one-third of them are the elderly, weak, sick and disabled. These people have no ability to hunt and belong to the kind of people who eat nothing.

But Shangguan Li did not abandon them, and the other two-thirds of the young and middle-aged people had no objection to this, which was not something that anyone could do.

Seeing a group of elderly, weak, sick and disabled people being helped into the car, the transformed monsters smiled. They may not care whether the survivors are strong, but only care about whether the centralized management plan can be implemented smoothly.

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

Driving from the convoy, our car seemed to have turned on silent mode. No one in the car made a sound, and they didn't chat with each other.

We were riding in an armored car, and there were seven people in my car. The former security captain was Zhang Xin. He should have been sitting in the passenger seat, but now I am the one sitting here.

Shangguan Li must have felt their resistance, but he didn't say anything, obviously I was trying to find a way to integrate into this team myself.

So I decided to remain silent for the time being. This time I returned to the safe harbor, Captain Ji was responsible for ensuring our safety, and Zuobar's security team only provided support.

When we arrived at the safe harbor, Zobar's security team naturally broke up and reorganized into the safe harbor's security team.

Shangguan Li suddenly arranged such a position for me, which was also convenient for me to get into the management after I arrived at the Safe Harbor. He said that the Safe Harbor had promised that once he agreed to the incorporation, he and his confidants could be assigned to management positions in grassroots units.

I feel that this is similar to the fact that the Monkey King went to the Heavenly Court to be a Bimawen, because the senior executives of Safe Harbor City are either deformed monsters or partners, and the leaders who have been recruited from other camps can only use their talents.

Unless they are willing to throw themselves into the embrace of the shapeshifter, even if someone is willing, from the perspective of the shapeshifter, they will not make too many such partners.

The reason is very simple, they are also worried about being backfired. The more people know their secrets, the greater the risk of being taken away.

They have been disguised as humans and refused to show their true faces, which means they still have concerns and do not want to make their true faces public.

I just hope that the script that Tumu arranged for me will not be too bloody, such as killing Shangguan Li to let the transformer see my sincerity.

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

I turned sideways to look at the scenery outside the window and concealed the sudden movement just now. My guess is not suitable to share with them.

Fortunately, they were not curious about me, so they just glanced at me for no reason and withdrew their gaze.

We have had many speculations about what method to use to get rid of Shangguan Li, but we never thought that he would use my hand to kill people.

Because we all know that I cannot kill Shangguan Li, this idea is automatically ruled out when guessing.

But now this thought suddenly broke into my mind and took root and sprouted. I asked myself, why is it impossible?

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

Such plots are often staged in police and gangster films. In order to gain the trust of the gangster boss, undercover police officers must kill someone in person to prove that they are not undercover.

Imagine that if I have penetrated into the shapeshift monsters and are only one step away from gaining their trust, I need to prove to them that I am determined to betray humans, and that killing my former boss and friend is the case of my breaking with humans.

Or maybe I have gained the trust of the transformed monsters, but Shangguan Li has done something that harms them and must be executed, and this execution task is likely to fall on me.

In short, once I climbed the dangerous peak, I couldn't help but do a lot of things, and Tumu hid in the dark and could still plan.

Moreover, he had many benefits to kill Shangguan Li with my hand. Although the Shangguan family did not allow Shangguan Li to inherit the position of head of the family, this does not mean that he has no supporters in the family.

In this time and space, he showed less leadership than the best but more than the best, so killing him may cause dissatisfaction or even hatred by some people in the Shangguan family.

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

Tumu would not cause himself such trouble. If he could use my hand to kill Shangguan Li, that would be his style, and a good strategy to kill two birds with one stone.

Suppose he designed a similar script for the undercovers in other camps. When he becomes the new leader of all survivors, he can order us to be hunted down, which can both calm the public's anger and destroy the verbal words.

As for us, we kill people with our own hands, and no matter how we say it, we cannot escape the condemnation of conscience. Killing is also a fact. No matter what the reason, killing is killing people, and there is no need to shirk responsibility.

Even if you understand that you have been plotted by Tumu, you will not be able to escape the reputation of the murderer.

I couldn't even stop thinking, so when the car suddenly braked, I was shaken hard. Fortunately, I had a seat belt tied, otherwise I might have hit the windshield.

A warning of "lying down" came from the communicator in the car. Before I could tell who it was, the roof of the car in front flew away.

I quickly took off my seat belt and slipped out into the gap in front of my seat.

I was thinner, and my head was one head taller than the seat when I was indented. The driver had no place to shrink. He opened the door and jumped out of the car and lay on the ground.

We were moving very fast, but even so, the roof cover still slid out against the top of my head. The whistling cold wind blew, and the wind was covered with a strong smell of blood.

Then there was a heavy rain bullet sweeping over, the car was knocked into a sieve, and several cars in the convoy exploded, the remains of the corpse flew everywhere, and a burning palm almost hit my head.

The convoy immediately organized a counterattack. I identified the direction where the bullets flew out and used the antenna to detect it.

As a result, I did not scan the living object, and the analysis given by the antenna was of energy-related metal objects.

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

I climbed out of the car and rolled to the side of the road along the ground. The opponent's firepower was too dense, and the beating made people unable to raise their heads.

This is not a robbery, it is annihilation. The other party is not ready to leave a living place, so we can only wait for them to shoot all the bullets.

Nowadays, all camps emphasize savings in ammunition consumption, and no one will throw bullets out like they don’t have money.

I looked at our car. A stream of blood flowed out of the half-open door. I threw the corpse without a head in a sitting position. The broken opening on the neck was very neat, and the upper part of the car seemed to be cut by something extremely sharp.

The driver lay on the ground, blood flowing from under him, dyeing the snow red.

The bullets were shot from his side, so even though he jumped into the car in time, he did not avoid the second round of attack.

Zhang Xin and several others also rolled into the snow on the side of the road. One of them was hit in the leg and a blood mark was dragged out from the ground.

"Why can't you see people so close?" Zhang Xin cursed Ju Niang, took out his gun in anger, and fired two random shots in the direction of the rain of bullets.

"Don't waste bullets!" They and I were three meters away, so I couldn't reach out to stop them, so I could only speak.

"Will you die if you don't fight?" Zhang Xin yelled back.

"Then there is no one, step back and be careful of the car explosion." My volume is not loud or small, so I guarantee they can hear it clearly.

Zhang Xin's emotions did not affect me. I crawled towards Shangguan Li's car. His car had bulletproof armor. Although the roof was lifted, the body of the car was not broken. He and Captain Ji hid on the side carrying bullets, with only a few scratches on his body.

"Sang Rou, don't move, stay away!" Shangguan Li saw me crawling towards him, and quickly gestured to me to avoid it.

I didn't see the two shapeshift monsters, and I felt strange in my heart. I cried out until my eyes swept across the car they were riding and saw green blood dripping through the gaps in the car door.

The scene is in chaos now, and no one noticed the green liquid. Shangguan Li and Captain Ji should have discovered it first than me, but they both looked like they knew nothing.

I climbed backwards away and secretly held the flying ashes in my sleeves. Thanks to the close distance between the two sides, it did not exceed the use range of flying ashes.

I concentrated my energy and used flying ashes to attack the bullet-fired thing, which surprised me even more. I wiped out a wave and a new fire point would appear in the same position.

One wave after another, as if endless, I had the intention to compete. As soon as it appeared, I would decompose it. This repeated so many times that I had no time to do it.

With my unremitting efforts, the bullet rain lasted for ten minutes. What is this? It is equivalent to prying open the bullet box and pouring it out for ten minutes.

All the cars were scrapped, and there were more than a dozen of them hit the fuel tank. Before we came out, we thought we would encounter robbers or groups of wild wolves looking 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 was not the one who attacked us.

I was still within a bearable range for me for ten minutes of continuous use of mental power, but what was annoying was that my efforts did not achieve much.

The convoy was destroyed, and most of the survivors were killed or injured, especially the two transformants. We and the Safe Harbor could not explain them once they died. This is also what I think is bad.

Shangguan Li and I were not dead, but the "commissioner" of the Transformation Monster died. When I returned to the safe harbor, I said that the Transformation Monster was afraid that he would kill all of us to vent his anger.

Could it be... this attack, which is not intended to be robbed, is a conspiracy?

The bullet rain stopped, and the energy metal also disappeared from the scanning area of ​​the antenna. I stood up first, slapped the snow off my body, and walked towards the position where the bullet rain flew.
Chapter completed!