Chapter 827： Disagreements continue (thanks everyone for waiting)

The main peak of Mount Wuhong...

Forty people sat together pale.

I thought it was just an ordinary conflict. Although people died in the end, most people didn't care very much. After all, the people who died were not them.

In their opinion, the outside world is extremely dangerous. The crazy bloodthirsty of virus-infected people, no one can face them without being afraid, and no one is so stupid to leave this place with inherent advantages, even if Feng Delong and the others are different. The strength of ordinary people.

But when everyone got up the next morning, they found that Feng Delong, Ma Qiang and the others had quietly left.

No one has the courage to chase it out, and even calculates that everyone finds that all the car keys are gone, and no one cares about the transportation problem.

No one is looking for food for them, they can only wait eagerly for the pie to fall from the sky and endure hunger.

As the hunger became stronger, the faces of these numb survivors only appeared at this time, and they had to face the fear of death.

For these survivors who have become parasites, everyone wonders why other people around them are not looking for food, and why they are looking for food to share with others.

Some people even feel lucky and feel that if they bear with it a little bit, someone who can't bear it will take the initiative to look for food, and he only needs to wait for that person to return to divide the food fairly.

The selfish humanity was amplified little by little in the crowd and spread rapidly among them.

However, even among such a group of numb survivors, there are still a few people who have the ability to think independently. They all discovered the serious problem of the disappearance of all the car keys, and they knew who did it without scrutiny.

"Manager! The keys were all taken by those boys. We don't have a car to use. Now we can't go if we want to go!"

The four men stood by the exit of Yixiantian and muttered cautiously. Without Ma Qiang, the power evolutionary, no one could move the stone that was removed. They could only use some tables and chairs to reluctantly block them.

But the slightly savvy people also know that doing so is no different from deceiving yourself.

The youngest of these four men is 23, and the oldest, Manager Zhang, is already 40. They all work in the same chain of intermediary companies and are the last group of survivors to escape here.

Although they are afraid of death, they are not as numb as the other survivors here.

Zhang Zicheng glanced at the survivors who surrounded him, lowered his voice and said:

"We have to leave, while we still have some strength, like these stupid forks, it will take another two days, even if we want to run, we have no strength, we can only wait to die! The worst is starved to death!"

"Manager! But how can we solve the problem of the car? We can't run the zombies. If we don't have a car, we will easily be overtaken by them!"

Another man said with a worried look.

Zhang Zicheng's gaze searched for a moment among the survivors, and finally locked on a young man who was covered with grease.

"Xiao Cao, Xiao Li, go get that kid over. That kid is an apprentice repairer. He should know the principles of some cars. He might know how to set the car on fire! Take him!"

Xiao Cao and Xiao Li's eyes lit up when they heard it. Obviously, they both felt that Zhang Zicheng's idea was very unique.

Their little actions on this side could not escape a pair of chicken thieves' glasses after all, so someone else discovered their sneaky.

Immediately someone stood up and asked loudly:

"Zhang Zicheng! What are you four sneaky doing?"

Zhang Zicheng didn't even look up! A cold snort of disdain:

"Lao Zhou, what do I want you to take care of? This is your site? We can do whatever we are willing to do. Is it possible that we have to wait for death with you here?"

Lao Zhou's face became reddish purple:

"We can only live if we are together, so you can't leave the group for everyone's safety!"

Lao Zhou stared vigorously, as if he wanted to show his prestige.

"Stupid!" Don't worry about him! let's go!

Zhang Zicheng snorted and turned around to take a few people away.

Lao Zhou's sinister eyes rolled, and then he shouted loudly:

"They have food! They must have hidden the food! We can't let him run away!"

When I heard the word food, the other survivors who were still indifferent all raised their heads, and their eyes looked like hungry wolves.

Zhang Zicheng was stunned. Lao Zhou's hand was really mean. After hearing the word food in the state of these people, he would not even think about the authenticity of the words.

With a deep expression, Zhang Zicheng took out a pistol from his arms, and aimed directly at the smug Lao Zhou.

With the trigger pulled, a clear bullet hole appeared on Lao Zhou's forehead following the sound of the gun.

Lao Zhou Yi's face was unbelievable, his expression was still frozen at the last second of his life, and as his body fell, those who were still gathering for food were stunned.

No one would have thought that this self-proclaimed murder would kill people, it turned out to be much more decisive than Feng Delong and the others!

Little did they know that this was because they had witnessed the conflict between Feng Delong and the survivors, which made Zhang Zicheng a clear truth, that is, these guys should not be treated as adults.

"Come on! If you dare to step forward, Lao Tzu will break you!"

Zhang Zichengyang raised the pistol in his hand. He had touched the pistol from the body of a survivor before. It was always hidden next to his body, just to use it as a trump card to save his life at the most critical moment, such as right now!

This is the moment of life and death!

Gunshots and death brought these starving people back to the real world temporarily. No one dared to move for a while, all looking at the pistol in Zhang Zicheng's hand.

"Xiao Cao, Xiao Li, don't be so stunned, hurry up!"

Zhang Zicheng urged that after Xiao Cao and Xiao Li recovered, they quickly pulled the greasy youth over.

"go!!!"

Zhang Zicheng tilted his head, and the three of them quickly moved away the tables and chairs. In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Zicheng and the five of them quickly descended the mountain along the stone ladder.

Zhang Zicheng and the five of them had good luck. After Ma Qiang, Feng Delong and the others left, no zombies came over, otherwise it would be a problem whether they could walk to the parking lot alive with their combat power.

However, the sound of the gunshot just now reverberated in the valley, and the sound was loud. It won't be long before something will be attracted. This gunshot is undoubtedly a switch to accelerate everyone's death.

With the pistol in hand, Zhang Zicheng felt a little more confident, but he knew that the bullet was a consumable that was one less. He would never shoot unless he had to.

When Feng Delong and the others left, Zhang Zicheng had the idea of ​​leaving together, but considering their weird abilities, Zhang Zicheng was not at ease, so he has tolerated it till now.

Compared to being someone else’s cannon fodder, Zhang Zicheng feels that he has a greater hope of living with a few cannon fodder!

People do not die for themselves!

Everything must be built on the premise of being able to live!

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Zhang Zicheng urged, and he rushed to the parking lot in the shortest time.

After walking to the side of a commercial vehicle, Zhang Zicheng severely hammered the driver's glass with the **** of his rifle.

And this car was the car they drove over at the time. It is worth mentioning that Zhang Zicheng kept a hand for himself, and he hid some compressed biscuits under the seat.

"Hey! Kid! Come here and see if the car can light up!"

Zhang Zicheng abruptly pulled the bewildered young man to the position of the main driver.

The good luck of the five seems to have been thrown in advance and used up on the way down the mountain.

Several corpses that were lying on the ground staggered to their feet. These zombies felt like a pile of ribs. While they roared in a low voice, they approached Zhang Zicheng's side!

One, two, three...seven

A layer of cold sweat appeared on Zhang Zicheng's forehead, and he pushed the already frightened Young Nian and urged loudly:

"Hurry up!!! Don't want to feed the zombies, hurry up!"