Chapter 269

"It's getting dark earlier and earlier."

Wang Yi looked up at the sky. It was only six o'clock in the evening. The sky was completely dark.

"Yes." Zhang Fei didn't know when to walk behind Wang Yi.

"It's the end of October now. If we go to Hohhot at our speed, it will be the coldest months of the year.

Wang Yi looked at Zhang Fei in surprise. He didn't know when Zhang Fei could have considered so much.

Maybe they have adapted to the end of the world.

"Brother Yi, brother Fei."

Wang Yi just wanted to open his mouth, but Ling Xuan ran over in the dark to greet them.

Xiao Ni has been forenoon since Wang Yi had been playing a trick on him in the morning.

"Yo, what's the matter with Ling Xuan? Is she so red?" When Zhang Fei saw Ling Xuan's red face, he couldn't help wondering.

Ling Xuan didn't answer. She left a sentence to eat and trotted away.

"Brother Yi, what's wrong with this little girl? Are you sick Zhang Fei didn't know why, so he turned to ask Wang Yi.

"Cough." Wang Yi smiles awkwardly.

"Who knows, go to dinner first."

As for what happened to the little girl, only Wang Yi knew.

The dinner was in the original canteen of the prison. The canteen was small, but it was enough to sit down more than 80 people in the team. Wang Yi sat at the same table with several persons in charge of the team. The food was the same. It was not class system, but convenient for Wang Yi to communicate with several team leaders.

The food on the table is very rich. All kinds of meat, vegetables and fish soup are basically no different from those before the end of the world. By Feng Shan, a professional cook, the food is extremely delicious.

"Brother Yi, that's Feng Shan." Zhang Fei sat beside Wang Yi and pointed to the middle-aged man sitting with the logistics department.

"Oh?" Wang Yi was puzzled and looked at Feng Shan.

Feng Shan was wearing a tall white hat, with no hair showing. There was a red mark on his left cheek. His round stomach propped up his apron. He was pushing a cart, carrying a long spoon and adding vegetables to the empty plate on the table.

Where do I seem to have met this man? Wang Yi stared at Feng Shan for a while, his eyes puzzled and thought about it carefully.

His name is Feng Shan. He is a cook with a red mark on his left cheek.

"Could it be him?" Wang Yi gave a low voice, with a trace of uncertainty.

Feng Shan and Wang Yi were together in the gathering place of Weishan Lake, but they didn't meet each other.

Because there is a big difference between them.

Wang Yi was just the leader of a small corpse hunting group in the Weishan Lake gathering place, and Feng Shan had become the second person in the gathering place at that time.

At that time, Wang Yi had no chance to meet Feng Shan. He just heard other people talk about Feng Shan's deeds.

Feng Shan was exiled to Weishan Lake in the second year of the outbreak of the end of the world. At first, he joined a corpse hunting group. Later, when he went out to collect materials, he was abandoned by the corpse hunting group because of uneven distribution. Later, he was surrounded by zombies and killed to death, but he was bitten by zombies. He thought he would die, but Feng Shan was a power, Because that's Feng Shan, but he has just become a secondary evolutor, so even Feng Shan doesn't know he has powers.

But Wang Yi didn't know much about the specific ability. He only knew that Feng Shan was not afraid of zombie virus infection after that. He fought with zombies crazily outside the gathering place. After dying, he finally raised his strength to level 4. Then Feng Shan went back to the gathering place and slaughtered the abandoned corpse hunting group.

At that time, Feng Shan's ability was valued by the officials of the gathering place, and then incorporated into the gathering place. Until Wang Yi was killed by the Zombie King in the last generation, Feng Shan had already climbed to the position of the second leader of the gathering place.

When Wang Yi thought of this, his eyes flashed. As far as his previous life knew, Feng Shan was a decisive figure. No matter whether he was a zombie or a survivor, Feng Shan had killed many people. Now, by chance, Feng Shan joined the team. If he was like the previous life, it would not be a good thing for the team.

"Zhang Fei, go and call Feng Shan over." Wang Yi put down his chopsticks and turned to Zhang Fei.

"Er... OK." Zhang Fei was stunned for a moment. He didn't know why Wang Yi was suddenly interested in Fengshan, but he went to Fengshan according to Wang Yi's instructions.

"Brother Yi, I brought it to you."

Zhang Fei came over with Feng Shan and sat down, leaving Feng Shan standing in front of Wang Yi.

Wang Yi gazed at Feng Shan for a while, and he was more sure of Feng Shan's identity.

People with the same name, the same family name, the same occupation, and a red mark on their faces, if they were not reborn, they would never meet another.

"Hello." Finally, when Feng Shan could not resist Wang Yi's electric eyes, Wang Yi spoke and stretched out his hand.

"Hello, you." Feng Shan stammered, maybe because he was scared by Wang Yi. After all, Feng Shan already knew that the prison massacre that day was planned by Wang Yi.

Looking at Wang Yi's outstretched palm, Feng Shan was stunned for a moment. He rubbed his hands on his apron twice, and then he dared to shake hands with Wang Yi.

Zhang feilinfeng and others sitting on a table looked at Wang Yi shaking hands with Feng Shan, and all of them were surprised.

They have been following Wang Yi for some time, but they have never seen Wang Yi and anyone so polite.

"Yi, brother Yi, what can I do for you..."

Feng Shan didn't know where to put his hands back, so he had to put them on his protruding stomach and put on a face of no laughing or crying. He looked at Wang Yi carefully, for fear that Wang Yi would not like to see him, so he snapped himself.

"Well..." Wang Yi pondered for a moment.

"You're a good cook."

"Er... Yes, yes, it's all because there are good ingredients in the team." Feng Shan's eyes glared. He didn't know why Wang Yi had said such nonsense. However, his strong desire for survival made Feng Shan flatter the team.

"Do you get used to it in the team these days?" Wang Yi's eyes were burning, staring at Feng Shan.

Feng Shan was a little unnatural when Wang Yi looked at him. He tried to grab his hair, but he was blocked by the tall hat.

"Adaptation, adaptation, is better than in the third brother, oh no, than in the triangle eye." Feng Shan waved his hand and looked nervously at Wang Yi.

"Just adapt." Wang Yi nodded.

"If you need anything, just say it directly. No matter what happened before, you are in the team now."

"OK, OK, thank you brother Yi, thank you brother Yi." Feng Shan nodded and bowed for a while, reached out and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He had a feeling that facing Wang Yi was more deterrent than facing the corpses in a pool of blood.