Yang Wangfu must have been in a very bad mood at this time. The first time he came out to be a lobbyist, he ended up being tied up like an old sow and couldn't move at all.

I saw a group of people surrounding him, holding guns in his hands, looking at Yang Wangfu with a fierce look on his face.

"Hey hey, hey, I've sent a peace talk! You actually treat me like this?" Yang Wangfu could only say this to save some face.

But in fact, these people didn't listen at all, and still kept their motionless posture, pointing at the three of them with the dark gun hole.

After finding that he could not communicate with these guys, Yang Wangfu cleverly chose to remain silent.

At this time, a person slowly walked out of the Qingyang Archery Hall. This man was not tall but very fat. The shiny light exposed from his eyes obviously proved that he was not a thug or something.

"Are you here to negotiate? I think you are here to persuade the surrender!" He shouted angrily.

But Yang Wangfu was not afraid of him, but just said in an understatement and said, "You are right. I am here this time to persuade you to surrender to the Hongyun Party led by Mr. Song Beichuan!"

"Song Beichuan? I don't know you! I have to eat and drink here, why should I join you!"

At this time, Yang Wangfu shook his head and sighed, "Do you really want me to be tied up and talked about it all the way?"

"After all, the dead won't talk to me."

Yang Wangfu was shocked. This guy was really unreasonable and was about to start killing before he could do anything.

He could only give up and said loudly: "After all, you are a living person now! Nowadays, many people have become that kind of monster. The ultimate goal of the organization led by Mr. Song Beichuan is to wipe out these monsters together, so that everyone in the world can regain freedom without having to escape everywhere by zombies in our own homeland. If you are in danger, do you really plan to live like this for the rest of your life!"

A trace of hesitation flashed in the fat man's eyes. No normal person was going to be chased by those zombies and hid in a corner like a rat.

"What you said is better than what you sang. Do you want me to believe you like this?"

Seeing that his words were a little relaxed, Yang Wangfu raised his lips slightly and said, "Just send someone to Anning Village to see what life we ​​live, you will know that everything I say is true!"

The fat man hesitated for a moment while touching his chin and said, "Then what are the benefits of joining you?"

"The advantage? It's better to say that there are any disadvantages! If I die here today, then I dare say that your place will be razed to the ground if it doesn't take a day!"

"You scare me!" the fat man shouted.

"You can try it as much as you like!" Yang Wangfu said this, while stretching his neck forward to him and letting him deal with it.

The fat man is not a fool either. He knows one truth well, that is, the strong prey on the weak. In this chaotic era, this natural law is definitely showing an intensified trend.

If you are disobedient, you will be beaten to your obedience, and if you are disobedient, you will disappear from this world.

The fat man took a deep breath, and his news was well-versed, and he also heard about the tiger gang's strife. He was not sure if the next one would be his Qingyang group, so why bother to hold on.

After thinking about it, he weighed the pros and cons. He personally helped Yang Wangfu up and then untied the rope on his hand.

He said with a smile on his face: "I don't know what your name is?"

"Yang Wangfu, I don't know what the boss of Qingyang Group is called?"

"He Xin, I hope Brother Yang will not hold grudges. You know this nowadays. You have to be more careful about everything, otherwise you will lose your life one day. Also, I don't dare to call me a boss in the future. Our boss now is Song Beichuan!"

Of course, Yang Wangfu is not a stingy and petty person. Compared to the injuries he suffered before, those sadnesses were nothing to be tied up.

Moreover, Song Beichuan took this spot. He has experienced great honor and disgrace and has tasted all kinds of life. Compared to others, he will definitely be the calmest person in case of things, so he asked him to negotiate.

"I'll treat my brothers with some good wine and food first. In the afternoon, we'll go back together."

Seeing that he agreed, Yang Wangfu was naturally happy, which was indeed a failure of Song Beichuan's trust in him.

They were talking lively, but they didn't notice the situation around them. At this time, there were still other people nearby, secretly monitoring them. After seeing them all in, the man emerged from the weeds beside him.

After slapping off all the dead grass on his body, the man took out the walkie-talkie and said to the other end: "Boss, this He Xin has defected to someone else!"

On the other end of the intercom, he asked, "Who did you rely on?"

"I didn't hear it clearly because I was too far away. I just heard clearly that the other party's boss was named Song Beichuan?"

The intercom searched for this name in his mind. Neither the known underground gang or the fisherman gang had heard of this number, so he said indifferently: "I haven't heard of it. You continue to stay there. If they come out, report it quickly!"

The Qingyang Group is not large in size. It belongs to a small gang with about twenty people.

At this time, Yang Wangfu and He Xin were having fun. These two were both businessmen before the disaster, but they naturally talked about more topics. What's more, He Xin was also uneasy about the new place they were going to, so he naturally asked a lot about Song Beichuan's situation.

Of course, Yang Wangfu was not stupid either. He almost praised Song Beichuan for being so arrogant. If Song Beichuan himself heard this, he would blush.

At this time, both of them had been drinking for three rounds and the dishes had been eaten for five flavors. One of He Xin's subordinates came over and said to He Xin: "Boss, you have already brought everything and you can set off at any time!"

He Xin's face flushed after drinking some wine, and said, "This place is somewhat emotional, and he is a little reluctant to leave when he leaves!"

Yang Wangfu looked at his expression of emotion and said, "What's this! Our Governor Mr. Song Beichuan is to liberate the whole country. If you perform well in places like this, he will reward you with ten!"

At this time, He Xin laughed happily, threw the plate on the wall, and said, "I will come back until that day and continue to open the archery hall. This time I will open ten! Global chain!"

Seeing him drunk and his imagination, Yang Wangfu began to think about how to spend it. When everything ended, he shook his head and said that whether he could live until then was a mystery.

Afterwards, the Qingyang Group took away all the things they could take away, and loaded a total of nine cars.

In the first car, Yang Wangfu and He Xin were seated, plus a driver, who guided the road for the cars behind.

When the man in the grass saw that the vehicles were slowly starting, he hurriedly picked up the walkie-talkie and started contacting.

The group drove on the country road and saw several zombies from time to time, standing on the open grassland like stone sculptures. Now everyone can see the abnormal changes of zombies, but no one pays attention to them. Instead, they are killing each other for the sake of the territory.

At this moment, with a gunshot, I saw the car where Yang Wangfu was riding. The driver inside suddenly stiffened his body, and a hole suddenly appeared on his head, and blood flowed out of it.

When he fell on the steering wheel, the horn kept ringing, like the wailing of the dead.

He Xin was so scared that he was shocked by this sudden shot that he woke up a little and hurriedly crawled under the seat.

Yang Wangfu asked, "What happened? Do you have any enemies?"

He Xin smiled bitterly and said, "Now everyone is an enemy. For some supplies, they are earning bloody things. Now there is no reason to kill people."

Seeing that he was talking, he hurriedly took out a radio from his arms and planned to contact Anning Village and ask for support.

At this time, seven or eight big men rushed out from the side of the road, one of them held a grenade in his hand, pulled off the pull ring, and threw it into the first car.

Listening to a metal object rolling around, He Xin's hair stood up and he hurriedly shouted, "Run, grenade!"

Yang Wangfu reacted very quickly. He opened the car door and leaped out with all his strength.

When he was about to say that, he saw that he had just jumped out, the grenade under the car exploded. Before he could land, the powerful air wave shook him three or four meters away.

His brain was in chaos at this time, his ears were filled with buzzing sounds after the explosion, and even blood was flowing from his nose. He didn't know how this blood was produced.

He shook his head hard and checked whether the parts on his body were blown away. But after touching it, fortunately, everything should be there. At this time, he turned around to look for He Xin.

Due to his deafness in his ears, his volume unconsciously increased, and he shouted loudly about something he couldn't understand.

At this time, he saw everything around him, a group of big men holding guns pulled out all the people in the car and seized their weapons at the same time.

Everyone was in a mess, but Yang Wangfu remained calm. He knew in his heart that in this crisis situation, only Song Beichuan could save them.

He carefully took out the walkie-talkie in his arms and wanted to contact Anning Village headquarters.

He had just turned on the walkie-talkie, and at this time, a big man came from behind, snatched the walkie-talkie in his hand, threw it to the ground, and turned it into a pile of waste.

Then the big man pinched his neck and threw it into the captured people in the Qingyang group.

He just received the impact of the grenade and was pushed like this, his feet were unstable and he staggered a few times. When he got up, he found He Xin was in their hands.

His eyes were closed and his face was pale. The two big men clamped him up with their arms. Looking down, Yang Wangfu saw that he had lost one leg. At this time, blood was flowing down from the wound.
Chapter completed!