The most intuitive feeling of the increase in the number of people is the increase in contradictions. Even if a family lives a normal life, they will have countless conflicts and quarrel over tea, rice, oil and salt.

What's more, suddenly a group of people who had no social interactions before were arranged to live under a roof, how could they be safe and sound?

Song Beichuan had never been a leader before, and he did not deal with those in the student union in college. He stayed away from him. What he hated the most was to be a manager.

However, due to the situation and for the sake of revenge on that day, he must assume this responsibility and have a strong team.

After thinking, the best way to reduce conflicts is to have rules. Everyone acts according to that rule, and all contradictions will gradually disappear.

So he summoned everyone over one evening and said to everyone: "There are a lot of things recently, and everyone has become restless. The thing is just a big sesame seed, it's just that you are more and I am less such a small matter. However, if you keep leaving it alone, the sesame seeds will turn into watermelons."

"So I decided to set a few rules to restrain everyone, and I hope my family can strictly abide by it."

Zhang Shouren, who was standing beside him, slowly walked out. After several weeks of understanding, Song Beichuan began to value him very much. He had experience, ability, and was not bad-minded and knew how to take care of others. He gradually gave him more tasks and became more trustworthy.

There are even signs that you will be sitting in the second-in-command position.

When Song Beichuan was not around, his words were definitely worthwhile. The most important thing was that Mr. Chen was too old and unwilling to get involved. The fat man was too straightforward and was not suitable for this. As for Bai Rongfeng, you have seen him say a few times and said that he was an opera singer, but Song Beichuan had never heard of him. Regarding his identity, Song Beichuan felt more and more like a mystery.

Holding a piece of A4 paper in his hand, with a few lines of small characters written on it. Zhang Shouren browsed the paper in front of everyone and said, "These are three rules set by Beichuan. One is not allowed to steal, two is not allowed to rape ** women, and three is not allowed to be executed if they kill or hurt people."

Everyone looked at each other. Seeing this, Song Beichuan smiled and said, "Everyone doesn't have to feel uncomfortable. This is normal. If there are conflicts in the future, come to Lao Zhang to argue. He is the best at deciding the case."

Zhang Shouren smiled and shook his head without notice, thinking: This kid is really good at being a hand-off manager.

"And there are several items that are not explicitly stipulated. From now on, the supplies received every day and every month will be equal to everyone. I am also included. I am not allowed to carry guns and ammunition in the house. I will give them to the fat man for storage and count them every day."

Several core figures have gradually emerged in this team. The fat man basically said the final word. Zhang Shouren was in charge of the matter inside. As for Bai Rongfeng, Song Beichuan also wanted to delegate power to him, but judging from his temperament, he really couldn't think of what he could do. Humanoid monitors? This is also interesting.

Also, Mr. Chen often said that he felt that now is no different from his previous life. He was living a retirement life comfortably, and it was much more lively than before. This old naughty boy is a optimistic school.

At the end of the meeting, Song Beichuan formed a search team with only three members, namely Bai Rongfeng and Fatty.

The three of them are considered iron triangles.

Bai Rongfeng, who is invincible in close proximity and the fat man of a gun expert, although there are not many people, the combat power that comes out when encountering big scenes is extremely amazing.

Before everyone left, Zhang Shouren suggested giving the place a name.

But these people don’t have a few kilograms of ink in their stomachs, and they can’t even think of a good name even if they want to break their heads.

"Anning Village" Old Chen smiled and said from his mouth: "It means always peace and tranquility, and not to be disturbed by zombies and war."

Everyone nodded, thinking that the name was good.

Song Beichuan looked at the scene in front of him, laughing and laughing, and the hopeful eyes in everyone's eyes, and the heart that was poured into steel gradually softened.

For a moment, he planned to let go of his thoughts of revenge and to use all his life to give everyone a peaceful world.

"I will clean up the zombies in Dadi City." Song Beichuan said to himself as everyone left the scene.

Zhang Shouren was still standing behind Song Beichuan and said, "I believe it."

Song Beichuan nodded and said, "Let's go to bed."

There was nothing to say all night. When the next morning, Liu Juan found Song Beichuan and said, "Ye Ting coughed a little, and seemed to have a little fever."

Song Beichuan was dependent on this child at the most difficult moment in his life. Although he asked him to call him brother, in fact, his love for him was like a father.

He hurried to the bedroom and asked anxiously: "Don't feel comfortable?"

"The head hurts a little."

He instantly realized that being sick was a serious problem at this time.

Now Anning Village needs to eat and drink, and even cultivated farmlands have been planted with crops such as dry rice, corn, radish and cabbage.

It is no exaggeration to describe it as eating and drinking. Even the amount of food stored can cope with the lives of hundreds of people.

However, the medicine to deal with the disease is zero at this moment, and even a piece of cold medicine cannot be found.

With annoyance, he gently touched Ye Ting's forehead and said, "You have a good rest, brother will find you medicine."

Immediately afterwards, Song Beichuan called Fatty and Bai Rongfeng and drove a jeep. Now, as for the big truck, the goal is too big and it is not an indispensable moment and will not drive it easily.

The fat man drove to the pharmacy. They walked in carefully and found three or four zombies, which were their opponents.

It took only one minute to end their lives.

Then, the three of them started working as a porter that they had to have every day.

The movements were fast and skillful, which was the result of recent exercises, so it took less time to pack a trunk of medicine. When she wanted to return to Anning Village, Song Beichuan saw a hospital not far away.

One hundred percent of the hospital is located in a downtown area, which can ensure that there are unprecedented numbers of zombies there.

Of course, Song Beichuan wants to go. Who doesn’t want to get medical equipment? Even inconspicuous objects such as glucose and normal saline can be useful at critical moments.

Looking at the watch, the fat man next to him saw this action and asked in a panic: "Boss, don't you want to go to the hospital, right?"

"I think a little bit."

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, the zombies inside are probably old."

Song Beichuan turned his head slightly, looked at his eyes and said, "What's wrong, are you afraid?"

"Fear! Can fat grandpa be afraid? His head can be broken, blood can flow, and style cannot be lost." After saying this, he hurriedly brought up the sunglasses on his collar, and matched it with the machine gun on his shoulder, which really made him Schwarzenegger's aura.

He turned around again, asked Bai Rongfeng beside him, and said, "Cai Cai, are you afraid?"

The cabbage was the nickname that fat man wanted to give him when he was eating cabbage and stir-fried pork one day. That day, he hugged a cabbage and said to Liu Juan: "Look at whether this Baibaijing looks particularly like that boy Bai Rongfeng."

Liu Juan chuckled and said to the dining table. From then on, no one called him Rong Feng, all of them were called Baicai. Although his name sounds nice and sounds generous, it would be as friendly as this Baicai wouldn't be called.

Bai Rongfeng shook her head indifferently.

"Okay, let's go through this gate of hell."

The fat man smiled and said, "What are we called? Do you have to say that, knowing that there is a tiger in the mountain, and going to the tiger mountain?"

"Yes, this is well used. Fatty, you have been with me for a long time and you are very polite when you speak."

"I can't work hard to do my best? Why did everything be learned from you? Isn't there any saying, "Are you going to be a scholar for three days? If we don't see each other for a few hours, your fat grandfather will become a great writer. That day, we will also chant a few songs of spring flowers and autumn moons in the whole area of ​​small round glasses to give you a taste."

Song Beichuan hurriedly disgusted and laughed and scolded: "Don't disgust me anymore. You still have spring flowers and autumn moons. You are still wearing glasses. Your big face will break your glasses!"

Bai Rongfeng sat in the back seat of the car and watched them quietly appear, like a pair of crosstalk actors.

"drive."

Bai Rongfeng spoke.

Song Beichuan quickly sat down, but the fat man didn't dare to delay and rushed out with a kick in the accelerator.

That was Bai Rongfeng, a great god who could not say a word for a week or two. Now they were impatient and spoke, and they were really scared.

It didn't take long to go, the three of them drove downstairs of the hospital, and more than a dozen zombies were wandering meaninglessly.

The fat man smiled and said, "It's okay, not as much as we imagined."

Song Beichuan nodded and said, "I'll cover these three."

The fat man was willing to let him go, "Don't worry, I'll give these four to me."

The last Bai Rongfeng walked out slowly, and then in the blink of an eye, he drew his sword and pulled it away at a speed like a flash, extremely fast.

I saw Fatty and Song Beichuan, who originally planned to kill a few zombies to enjoy it, but now it was awesome. This great god wiped out all the zombies in the blink of an eye.

They even felt a little pitiful from the bottom of their hearts for a few seconds.

However, I have to say that his kung fu is really good. Not only is he quick to draw his sword, but even the blood foam splashed from the zombies was not touching his body.

Looking at the hospital that was towering across the sky, there seemed to be a little more haze in the sky.

Suddenly, a few drops of rain slowly fell from the sky.

The fat man said, "The sky changes so quickly. It will be sunny when you come out in the morning."

"A autumn rain and a cold, and winter will not take long."

"You want winter to come?"

"No, I have an idea that if winter comes, will these zombies be frozen and lose their ability to move."

"If so, that would be great." The fat man smiled.

Suddenly, a loud thunder sounded, and the rain in the sky seemed to be a little heavier.
Chapter completed!