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Chapter 8 008. Construction

Everyone had enough food and drink, and waited for everyone to sleep. He closed his eyes and rested, carefully planning his plan. He was not a person with a sense of justice, and he didn't care how much the zombies had lost to the world.

I just want to know how I can save my life to the greatest extent in such a chaotic world.

They are an isolated island, not only without rescue, but also in the foreseeable range, there will definitely be other surviving humans ready to plunder this place at any time.

Anyone can be lazy, but he can't.

He wants to protect this place, protect Ye Ting, fight alongside the fat man, and Bai Rongfeng.

A thought burst out in his mind.

When he was a child, he played the game "Red Alert". At the beginning of the game, all players' assets were the same.

However, as the players build, their country gradually becomes stronger and eliminates the remaining enemies.

He felt that his experience was not optimistic, but it was conceivable that there was no need to talk about other cities. In this city alone, there were several teams now with a favorable environment like Song Beichuan.

Maybe some people are sleeping in trees, some are hiding in the dark and small room, and some are thinking whether to commit suicide tomorrow; while he is sleeping in the soft bed at this time, the snoring of the fat man beside him is noisy, but it is very reassuring.

Comparing this catastrophe to a marathon, Song Beichuan is already far ahead.

He just needs to strengthen his strength and win in this struggle.

He had almost no sleep all night, and had amazing plans in his mind. He would not realize that his thinking beyond the times tonight would one day stand at the forefront of the world's current situation.

It’s a pity that he really lacks manpower now, otherwise he would have done something earth-shaking and big early on.

Sleep slowly in the midst of excessive brain use and extreme physical fatigue.

After a safe night, Ye Ting's playful play in the yard pulled him out of the Taoyuan Township in his dream.

He came to the bathroom wearing flip-flops, looking at himself in the mirror, his eyes were tired, and he hit his cheeks to make himself awake.

There was a yellow bandage on my forehead. I pressed the wound with my fingers a few times. I found that it was not so painful, so I took it off bit by bit.

Circles of bandages gradually disappeared, and when the last point was removed, the scar on his forehead was exposed, and the blood clots were solidified into a black scab, shaped like a lightning bolt that shocked the world.

He touched the scar, showed a fierce expression, and murmured: "Don't lose it, you must stay well."

After breakfast, Song Beichuan and Fatty searched carefully here. The first thing we can be sure is that this place must have been a leisure place for a big boss to entertain guests. Although I don’t know who it belongs, I must thank him.

Because the first point is that there are many rooms here, there is also a large pink round bed on the third floor. There is also a round bathtub in the bathroom of the room where the bed is located. This peachy layout is conceivable.

Song Beichuan also sighed that he had never enjoyed the huge kitchen and the luxurious living room before the disaster, but he enjoyed it in the end in this doomsday environment. Think about it carefully, life is really impermanent.

The most advanced one is that there is a water conservancy power station here. After careful study, Song Beichuan understood that it was using river water not far away to generate electricity. So to put it simply, as long as the river water does not dry up, they will always occupy the most scarce electricity now.

And when you stand on the top of the mountain and look down, you will feel that this place is a natural fortress, with a mountain behind it, a river on the side, and there is a lot of planting land around it. It has to be said that this should be the greatest luck, with superior terrain, difficult to attack and defend, and at the same time, it can be self-sufficient.

After checking the surrounding environment, Song Beichuan planned to take the fat man out to find some daily necessities to bring back.

But everyone was dissuading him, and Chen Laoyu said earnestly: "Now you are the backbone of everyone, how can you let you go out and take this risk."

When Song Beichuan heard this, he was secretly happy. Mr. Chen undoubtedly admitted his status among the crowd at this time, but he still had to be polite, although he didn't like it.

"Old Chen, I am just a child. How can I be the backbone? Everyone knows that the backbone here is you."

When Mr. Chen heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "I know you are praising me, but I am old now and it is useless at this time. You young people have to help you live a barely life."

When Song Beichuan heard this, he said he was unhappy, which was hypocritical, especially when a group of people had high expectations for you. He nodded and said, "If everyone thinks this way, then I will make a promise to everyone at this time that as long as I, Song Beichuan, have a breath, I will definitely not let you have anything to do."

The tone of this was very loud, but among the helpless people, an invisible cohesion was created, a subconscious mind, no matter what they did for Song Beichuan, they were actually done for themselves.

After the explanation was made, the fat man drove the big truck to set off, but Ye Ting held Song Beichuan's thighs and refused to let go.

"What's wrong? I'm not coming back, I see your promisingness."

Ye Ting nodded aggrievedly and said, "I want to go with you too."

"You can go with me when you grow up. You have to work hard and help your brother beat up the bad guys!"

Ye Ting had to nod his head slowly and let go of his hand.

"I'll be very awesome."

He swears secretly in his little heart.

The car drove on a country road and raised the loess.

The fat man said to Song Beichuan: "Who, Boss Song, Juan'er just told me that this time I could come back with some auntie scarf. At that time, I nodded and asked, what exactly is that?"

When Song Beichuan heard this, he burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at? If you know, tell me."

"Okay, okay, I said, aunt's scarf." He coughed twice as he pretended to be profound: "Aunt scarf is a band-aid for women, a special band-aid for women!"

He was laughing in his heart almost no longer. Seeing that the fat man was big and thick, he didn't understand anything between men and women.

"Oh, it's just a bandaid. I thought it was something like a scarf. What's the shame of saying about Bandaid? It's so mysterious."

After hearing this, he felt that he was laughing early. This fat man was so simple and cute.

Song Beichuan patiently gave him various knowledge and must be gentle to women during this period, otherwise the gentle woman would be fiercer than the tiger in the mountains and forests.

It didn't take long before the two came to a nearby department store, which was five stories high, and he didn't know if the zombies inside had all disappeared.

But now there is no electricity in the city. On weekdays, we see bright lights in supermarkets because there are many lights and there is no electricity now. The inside must be black and black, which is undoubtedly a bit more difficult. If you hold a flashlight and shine, you suddenly see a rotten and shaky and disgusting face, what will you feel?

Therefore, even if they see the department store, they dare not move rashly. If they are really careless, there will be no one to collect the body.

They had to give up and sought out some smaller supermarkets, convenience stores and other places.

There happened to be a convenience store nearby, where Song Beichuan and Fatty slowly got out of the car with guns.

The fat man kicked the door open with one kick. As a strong man who has served as a soldier, he could easily kick the door open.

The two of them entered the convenience store and checked for more than ten minutes first. They must make sure there are no zombies here. If there is still something like that and accidentally bite it, it will become the same thing in less than ten seconds.

The only difference is that you are relatively new.

After the inspection is completed, the fat man and Song Beichuan can be described as "elegant" words such as locusts passing through the border and the Japanese entering the village.

They have never felt the feeling of eating a king meal.

The fat man immediately took out a bucket of 2.5l of large coke, unscrewed the bottle cap, and poured it into his mouth.

After a big gulp, he immediately burped up, showing a happy expression. Song Beichuan was still better, not as wild as him, but he silently tore a bag of peanuts and put them in his pocket.

Peanuts are his favorite things. They can be cooked with some salt and roasted with crispy crunch. They are all good things that accompany wine.

After chewing a few pills, Song Beichuan said, "Okay, I'll move it to the car first, and it's not too late to eat it when I go back."

I saw a sausage in the left hand, a bottle of juice in the right hand, and a hamburger in the meantime, and a feast.

"Okay...I'll finish this bite."

Song Beichuan looked disgusted. This guy must have eaten so much. The word "foodie" was invented for him.

The convenience store is somewhat similar to the sparrow. Although it is small, it has everything inside, especially instant noodles, which are so many types.

But their hands and feet were quick and they witnessed the transformation of this convenience store from dazzling to empty in less than twenty minutes.

But they moved lively, but they didn't notice someone watching them secretly.

Several sharp eyes were like hyenas staring at their prey, constantly looking at them.

Just as Song Beichuan moved the inside cleanly and the fat man planned to evacuate, the few people appeared.

There were three people in total, but only one had a gun in his hand.

The man holding the gun was obviously their boss and said to the two of them: "Don't want to die, then you should hand over the things obediently, so that you can keep your life around you."

If you have never been pointed at by a gun, you will definitely not imagine the shock of that thing, an invisible pressure, has pushed Song Beichuan into breathing.

"Brother, now there are few wolfs and more meat. You can see two or three in a hundred meters in a convenience store. Why bother me specifically? What's more, if the gunfire sounds, no one can take it and take it."

The man holding the gun laughed: "You think I was scared? I just want your car today, but I'm just waiting for you to finish moving the things in the store."

Song Beichuan hates this kind of stupid guy who harms others and is not good for himself. He always thinks of killing each other, and when he is pointed at the head with a gun, he feels very humiliated.

However, he is a master of psychological tactics and knows how to observe the expressions on human faces. Although the person who shot in front of him was very arrogant, the other two people obviously showed a reluctant expression.

This opportunity was seized by Song Beichuan.

He sobbed in words: "Why are you not afraid of your two men taking the gun? You should take action against you when you are not prepared? Stay at the front line of your life and meet again in the future. If you do more of this kind of murder and robbery, your men will learn quickly."

Unexpectedly, this sentence was at the center. He was not a good person. He was not good to his other two subordinates. He even often made things difficult for them when he had a gun in his hand.

How could he be ashamed? He turned around and looked at the expressions on the two of them. But what was unexpected was that they did not show a guilty expression, but a very fearful and ferocious face.

One of them slowly raised his hand and pointed it into the air.

The man holding the gun felt his scalp tingling in an instant. He had not received professional training and felt that no one had received professional training.

He wanted to look back, but it was too late, it was really too late, and the gunshots were like lightning and thunder.
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