Chapter 13 Dawn
After everything was packed, it was already evening. Zhao Yong and Mao Lang discussed and decided to rest here for the night and return to the warehouse the next day.

Zheng Jiangfeng also took over the overall situation, and released the prisoners Zheng Tianyao was imprisoned in the dungeon for human experiments one by one. When they saw the light of day again, their eyes were dull, without joy, and they looked confused and unbelievable.

When Zheng Tianyao was in power, people died of hunger and illness every day, and even more people died of side effects caused by injected viruses.

It wasn't until they were taken to the yard, and the back kitchen brought sumptuous food, that the eyes of these devastated people regained their vitality, and finally believed that they had survived the inhuman treatment.

"very pitiful."

Zheng Junyao came out of the bathroom in light blue pajamas, seeing these hungry people crazily grabbing the food on the table, she couldn't help but feel pity: "There is so much food stored in the granary, Zheng Tianyao actually won't let them eat a meal .”

Zhao Yong smiled and thought to himself, these people are just experimental guinea pigs in Zheng Tian's eyes, what if they are fed enough to rebel?
What's more, their destiny is to become puppet zombies who only obey Zheng Tianyao's orders, and zombies don't need to eat food.

"How about it, is the inventory finished?"

Seeing Zheng Jiangfeng approaching from a distance, Zhao Yong stepped forward and asked, "Is it a big loss?"

"Except for the 74 people killed by you, there are still 330 people left in the Zheng family's guards, and there are almost no losses."

Zheng Jiangfeng sat down, lit a cigarette, and continued: "The only thing that worries me is that a small team has escaped. I heard that they are all Zheng Tianyao's cronies."

"That's also impossible."

Zhao Yong picked up a burning stick in front of him and lit a cigarette, looked at the bonfire in front of him and said, "After all, Zheng Tianyao has been in charge of your Zheng family's overseas company all these years, and it's normal to have a few cronies."

A moment of silence.

The cool wind at night felt very comfortable on the body. Although after a day of fighting, Zhao Yong and Zheng Jiangfeng didn't feel sleepy at all. They both knew what the other was thinking. scourge.

"What are you going to do in the future?"

Zheng Jiangfeng was the first to break the silence, looked at Zhao Yong and said, "You can't do without your help here. If the things in the laboratory escape, I'm afraid it will cause a greater tragedy than that night."

Zheng Jiangfeng has always wanted to keep Zhao Yong, he felt that Zhao Yong has infinite potential, and maybe one day he can completely solve the thing in the underground laboratory.

"We'll leave after Maolang finishes counting the things we need."

Zhao Yong's attitude is still so firm.

After all, Zhao Yong killed so many people in Zheng's house. Although Zheng Jiangfeng and Zheng Junyao didn't blame him, the people under them might not think so, and they might have sniped at themselves at a certain critical moment.

Moreover, the location of Zheng's house is located in the main traffic road of Hangzhou City, surrounded by elevated highways and expressways extending in all directions, so it is easy to find it no matter if it is a person or a zombie.

The warehouse in the north of the city is relatively remote, and it is not easy to be attacked by large-scale zombies.

If Zhao Yong can establish a strong security zone in the warehouse in the north of the city, he can also form a corner with the Zheng family. No matter which side suffers from accidents, the other side can quickly rush to help.

Zhao Yong believed that Zheng Jiangfeng, who was a special soldier, would not fail to understand this truth.

Zhao Yong looked towards Zheng Junyao, and saw that she was feeding a thin little girl with a smile on her face.

Under the care of Zheng Junyao, the little girl slowly let go of her fear and vigilance, and smiled happily.

The former is like an angel and a mother. Maybe angel and mother are the same word, but they are called differently in different places.

"I heard from my sister that she also wants to go with you."

Zheng Jiangfeng suddenly said: "She thinks she is a heart-gouger and is not suitable to stay here. Being with you will be safer for others."

Zheng Jiangfeng's words startled Zhao Yong. Zhao Yong never thought of taking Zheng Junyao away. Instead, he believed that Zheng Junyao could receive the most thorough protection only in the safe zone of Zheng's family.

"She no longer needs protection."

Zheng Jiangfeng also looked towards Zheng Junyao: "I never thought that she would become so powerful, no matter whether it is mentally or physically, she no longer needs protection."

"I intend to send my most trusted person to go with you."

Zheng Jiangfeng looked at Zhao Yong and said: "You have just established the safe zone, and you must need a lot of people. They are all my confidantes, and they will never do anything to disappoint our friendship."

Zhao Yong understands that Zheng Jiangfeng's dispatch of cronies is not only to help them establish a safe zone, their more important task is to protect Zheng Junyao's safety, and of course it may be to set up eyes and ears.

But Zhao Yong didn't care about this, because Zhao Yong had already planted two small bloodworms in the safe area of ​​Zheng's family. On the one hand, they were monitoring every move of the tyrannical lord in the underground laboratory, and on the other hand, they were monitoring the Zheng family.

If anything unusual happened to the Zheng family, Zhao Yong would not hesitate to order the small bloodworms to massacre the Zheng family again.

Although they share weal and woe during the day, no one will completely trust the other.

This is what the end of the world will look like. Zombies are easy to kill, but people’s hearts are unpredictable.

"Okay, it just so happens that our side is in its infancy and needs manpower in all aspects."

Zhao Yong agreed without hesitation, because in Zhao Yong's opinion, a few people did not pose a substantial threat at all: "But first, I need to lend you some weapons and ammunition. We can provide food in exchange."

"no problem."

At dawn the next day, two trucks full of personnel, weapons and ammunition stopped in front of Zhao Yong.

Mao Lang jumped out of the car, patted the dust on his body and said to Zhao Yong: "It's all done. If there is one less bullet, you can chop off my head."

Zhao Yong took a brief look and opened a few boxes at random. After confirming that there were no problems, he took Zheng Junyao and set off to his base.

The warm morning sun shone on their faces, which was charming and warm, making them infinitely yearning.

Since the end of the day, Zhao Yong has been like a child running in the dark, not daring to stop for a moment, because he knows that as long as he slows down, he will die without a place to bury him.

After driving for an unknown amount of time, Zhao Yong's truck finally stopped in front of the warehouse.

"Old Sun! We are back!"

Maolang shouted excitedly towards the inside,

No one responded, and the entire warehouse was silent. The quieter the environment, the less uncomfortable Zhao Yong felt.

The small bloodworms that were supposed to be patrolling the warehouse also disappeared.

Zhao Yong felt bad, so he pulled out the alloy machete and did not open the door lock. Mao Lang also loaded the bullet and followed Zhao Yong, while the rest of the people were in charge of guarding in place.

Zhao Yong and Mao Lang quietly walked towards the safe room, hoping that the old Sun and his family were still alive.

(End of this chapter)

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