The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Many people worked together, and before long, the hands of the twenty-six Niuyazi survivors were tied. They cooperated very well and did not put up any resistance during the whole process. Some of them even showed a relaxed look after being tied up, and breathed a sigh of relief, as if they were freed.

"Brother Zhang, you can't treat me specially. I should tie it up too, otherwise it will look bad. The same goes for this bastard."

Wang Guangjun chatted with Zhang Su and waited and waited, but in the end, no one tied up he and his son with ropes, so he had to pull them out himself.

"Dad, you...you are making things difficult for Brother Zhang."

Wang Zhetao was happily enjoying his privileges, but he didn't expect that his father would voluntarily apply to be tied up. This was too outrageous.

Wang Guangjun shook his head and said in a loud voice: "No, no, it's hard for Brother Zhang, and we seem to be out of tune with the brothers! Xiao Lu, do you still have any rope?"

Wang Zhetao felt dry after hearing what his father said. Why did he always think about others? Couldn’t he think about himself?

"Look at me... Brother Su..."

Lu Yubo was a little embarrassed. If it were anyone else, he wouldn't have much to say, but facing the uncle who had once been kind to him, he found it difficult to bring himself to do it.

Zhang Su didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He remembered Wang Guangjun's personality traits: he was stubborn, unyielding, and slow to act. So he said, "Old Wang is right. Don't treat them specially because of me. Just treat them equally!"

Since Zhang Su had spoken, there was nothing more to say. Lu Yubo started to tie up the Wang father and son.

"Yes, yes, that's how it should be. A person with a clear conscience has nothing to fear. We can't make things difficult for Brother Zhang!"

Wang Guangjun tested the tightness with ease, and seeing that he was in line with his brothers who had shared hardships with him, a look of peace appeared on his face. However, Wang Zhetao felt a little uncomfortable, pouting his lips, and was obviously not happy.

"Lao Wang, let's talk about the past when things are settled! Um, Lao Liu, send three brothers out and drive these three cars, otherwise there won't be enough space for everyone!"

After giving the order, Zhang Su patted Wang Guangjun on the shoulder and walked towards the convoy with the fighters.

"Brother Wang, please bear with me for now. These are necessary procedures. I'm going to drive first. You guys take these first."

Tan Huajun took out cigarettes and lighters from her bag, as well as a plastic bag containing pork jerky.

Wang Guangjun hesitated for a moment, but finally accepted it and said in a low voice, "Thank you, sister."

"No, Brother Wang, you don't have to thank me. I really want to thank you. That's it for now. We can talk again when we get to Tianma Island!"

After saying that, Tan Huajun turned and left with a smile. Back then at the gas station, Wang Guangjun was like a fire that warmed her body and mind, which made her always grateful.

Finally, when Tan Huajun walked away, Wang Zhetao leaned close to Wang Guangjun's ear, which was still good, and asked, "Dad, what's going on with this fat aunt? Between the two of you, hehehe..."

"You bastard, care more about what you should care about!"

Wang Guangjun was obviously not happy that his love life was known to his son, and he scolded him with a stern face.

"Dad, please don't hide it from me. I'm not a child. I can see everything. Besides... I can also see that Aunt Tan has a high status in Tianma Island. In the future, we can..."

"What should we do in the future?" Wang Guangjun hadn't made a big deal out of it before, but after hearing what his son said just now, his face immediately darkened, and his already scary face became even gloomier.

It didn't matter that his hands were tied. He turned his wrists and pulled Wang Zhetao aside, saying in a low and stern voice, "If Brother Zhang is the leader of this group of people, your Aunt Tan is indeed a core member, but Brother Zhang doesn't tolerate any injustice. Why do you think your Aunt Tan is appreciated by Brother Zhang?"

Without waiting for Wang Zhetao to answer, he knew that Wang Zhetao would not be able to give a shit, so he said directly: "When the zombie outbreak first occurred, your Aunt Tan was able to kill zombies single-handedly, and she killed more than one. She is much better than those losers in your university!"

"If you plan to take advantage of your relationship with Aunt Tan to get any special treatment, I advise you to give up this idea. If you don't work hard to become stronger, no one can help you, including me. Do you understand?"

Wang Guangjun was very strict, a completely different person from when he was with Zhang Su and the others. Perhaps he only showed the characteristics of a strict father when he was disciplining his son.

"Got it, got it, let's go, Dad, let's get in the car."

Wang Zhetao had a complicated expression, solemn and aggrieved. He nodded to accept his father's criticism. As for what he was thinking, only he knew.

"Brother Su, I was a little excited just now, so... you won't blame me, right?"

After running a few quick steps, Tan Huajun caught up with Zhang Su beside the tank and said somewhat embarrassedly that she had just promised to take care of Wang Guangjun without his consent, which was not appropriate.

Zhang Su smiled and shook his head: "Old Tan, what you said is true. Old Wang escaped from the community with me. Although the process of getting to know each other was a bit bumpy, we also shared hardships. Seeing how miserable he is, I feel bad too. There's nothing wrong with taking care of him, but his son is another matter."

Speaking of Wang Zhetao, Zhang Su looked forward and happened to see Zheng Ziwen following behind Ding Yongguo. For some reason, he didn't like Wang Zhetao at first sight. By comparison, Zheng Ziwen, who he originally didn't like, became a little more pleasing to the eye...

Tan Huajun understood Zhang Su's character and nodded quickly, "I understand. The young man is strong and healthy, so he must be able to support himself!"

She has children of her own, so how could she not see Wang Zhetao's problems? This is a common problem among college students nowadays. It is better when parents are not around, but once they have someone to rely on, they can't help but work harder!

"Okay, go quickly, Lao Wang and the others will be well soon."

Zhang Su glanced back and said.

It is extremely difficult to fit ten people in three cars, but for the people of Niuyazi, this is not a problem. If there is not enough room in the front, there is still the trunk. Open the trunk and squeeze three people in side by side. It is easy!

There is no danger if you don't drive fast, but if you need to accelerate suddenly, a few people might fly out...

"Hubby, hubby, is it really Uncle Wang who is here?"

Zhang Su returned to the tank and heard Zheng Xinyu's voice through the intercom.

She was standing guard in front of the convoy, not daring to leave her post without permission. She resisted the urge to watch the excitement and did not run to the rear of the convoy. She just asked people about the situation and contacted them immediately when she saw Zhang Su and his group coming back.

"That's right, it's Lao Wang. This group of people are the Niuyazi survivors who contacted us last night! Let's not talk about this for now. Notify everyone, cheer up, and set off!"

Zhang Su replied and then gave instructions.

The convoy set off again, with three more cars and twenty-eight more people than before, and the team grew again.

Inside the tank, Zhang Su let out a long sigh, his face full of regret. He rarely showed this expression in front of outsiders.

The power of zombies makes people feel stressed, but it is precisely because of the increasing pressure from the outside world that the survivors scattered everywhere gather together intentionally or unintentionally.

There are people with ulterior motives, such as the gangsters from Absolute Justice and Bajiazi Village, and there are also people like Ding Yongguo and the survivors of Niuyazi who are truly trying to stick together for warmth. However, after experiencing the apocalypse for a few months, Zhang Su realized one thing: strength does not necessarily come from numbers!

When there are more people, various drawbacks and problems will begin to be exposed, and black sheep, parasites, and idlers will begin to emerge.

Only when all these problems are effectively controlled can the power of numbers be truly reflected.

The convoy was so large that even if the roads in some places were wide enough for two or three vehicles to run side by side, it would still take four to five hundred meters. Such a large movement would naturally not be peaceful.

The ten-kilometer journey from the city center to the North Second Ring Road was attacked by no less than ten waves of zombies. Although the largest number was no more than twenty, it still slowed down the overall progress.

Even so, Zhang Su did not arrange anyone to explore the way ahead. The zombies are so powerful now that it would be easy for problems to occur if one goes alone. It would be better for a large group to move slowly. At least it would be stable. There is no need to rush!

I thought there would be some survivors along the way, at least that's what Zhang Su hoped in his heart, but unfortunately there were no such survivors.

Arriving at the traditional dividing line between the urban area and the suburbs, Zhang Su stopped the tank and looked back. The tall buildings stood in a desolate and dilapidated state, and the whole city exuded a desolate feeling.

If the city is people, then people become the blood of the city. Without the supply of blood, the city will gradually die in the wind, rain and snow.

After the convoy got on the North Second Ring Road, the situation was not as easy as it used to be because this area was sparsely populated. Some zombies that were previously trapped in the village and unable to get out now ran out. Not only did more ordinary zombies attack the convoy, but there were also some big guys.

The test gradually became more severe, and more fighters were thrown into the task of killing zombies. There was no room for tricks, and all the zombies encountered had to be dealt with. If the corpses could not be taken away, they were not thrown away randomly, but piled on the ridges of the fields, waiting for a chance to drag them away later.

If the city is desolate and full of the breath of death, then the wilderness in the suburbs is truly filled with death. Wherever you look, you will see zombie corpses lying around.

The convoy moved forward slowly and encountered attacks from time to time, but due to their strong strength, they were able to escape danger safely. Even if someone was injured, most of them were abrasions, bruises and sprains caused by the cold weather. The overall atmosphere was relatively relaxed and people had smiles on their faces. However, it was different in the satellite village at the foot of Tianma Island. The atmosphere seemed depressing and tense.

"They are in the mountains, with heaters on, and they are comfortable, but we are freezing and starving here. Look at our quilts, they are so torn, what a piece of crap!"

Inside a private house, Da Niu stood on the kang, hugging the quilt in his hands and complaining.

More than ten people gathered in the room. Seven of them were sitting on the big kang, and a few people were squatting in the middle of the room, both men and women. Several of them were smoking, and smoke was floating in the air.

After leaving the Tianma Island mountain gate, Meng Changwei led everyone down to the village. Faced with a satellite village that could accommodate hundreds of people, more than 30 people quickly divided the houses. The people in Daqiaobao Township were busy sorting out their internal affairs, but here they were plotting something big!

"It's good to have a place to stay, don't complain!"

A man rubbed his leg with a worried look on his face, not wanting to hear Daniu's complaints.

“That’s not the case. We, the Flying Wolf Gang, are living comfortably in Shihu Town. If the zombies hadn’t suddenly become stronger, things wouldn’t have turned out like this. In this world, the brave will die of overeating, while the timid will die of starvation. Only an old cripple like you doesn’t care about these things!”

Da Niu threw the quilt on the head of the kang with a look of displeasure on his face.

There is a Shihu Town about ten kilometers north of Qing County. This group of people are local survivors in Shihu Town. It is also the northernmost survivor camp in Qincheng. Further north is Chengcheng.

"Who the hell did you say was a cripple? Say it again if you dare!"

The middle-aged man called Old Cripple turned his head and glanced at Daniu, looking a little creepy in the dim light.

The old cripple's real name was Xie Guangfa, and he was a genuine hunter.

Qing County is mountainous, and in his early years he accidentally broke his leg while chasing prey in the mountains. It was not too serious at the time, just a fracture, but due to delayed treatment, his two legs eventually became slightly different in length.

It’s a bit of an exaggeration to call him a cripple, because although his movements look a bit awkward, it doesn’t affect his normal life at all.

Daniu was choked by Xie Guangfa, and his anger rose immediately. He threw away the old cotton wool in his hand, glared at Xie Guangfa who was sitting on the edge of the kang, and said word by word: "I'm talking about you, cripple, old cripple!"

The air suddenly became quiet, with only smoke floating slowly in the air, but this quietness did not last long.

A whoosh.

Xie Guangfa, who was called the old cripple, spun on the spot, and his whole body instantly rose from the ground like a top. The people sitting around him only felt a gust of wind, and then a black shadow flashed.

boom!

Thump...thump...puff.

"Ah... you fucking!"

Da Niu stood on the kang, unwilling and indignant. He never expected that Xie Guangfa would start fighting with him just because of a disagreement. No, he should have kicked him.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and raised his arms to block his chest, thus avoiding serious damage. However, he was still kicked back several steps by the opponent's powerful kick. He leaned against the wall to relieve the force, and his arm was in pain.

"Does it feel good to be lame?"

Xie Guangfa stood on the kang with his body tilted, glancing coldly at Daniu, like an irritated wild beast.

The people who were originally sitting on the edge of the kang had already stood in the middle of the room, worried that they would be affected...

"Hey, Old Xie, Daniu is just like a fool, he's used to talking nonsense, why are you arguing with him, come on, calm down."

Qi Dabin, the leader of the Flying Wolf Gang, tried to mediate. He stood by the window with a cigarette in his mouth. He could have spoken before Xie Guangfa went berserk, but he waited until Xie Guangfa had vented his anger before he acted as a peacemaker.

To him, Daniu is far less important than Xie Guangfa.

"You little bastard, remember this: keep your mouth shut from now on. If I hear you say bad things about me again, it won't just be a matter of kicking you!"

Xie Guangfa uttered these harsh words, then sat back on the edge of the kang and continued rubbing his legs, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Uh...uh..."

Da Niu leaned against the wall, groaning, his face red with anger, but fortunately the room was dimly lit and no one could see.

The eyes of people around him were flickering. Xie Guangfa's temper was not without reason. His niece was bitten to death yesterday, and he had to run all the way until he met people from Daqiaobao Township. He was struggling on the brink of death and his heart was tense. It was normal for him to be a little angry.

"Let me be fair..."

Seeing that the situation had calmed down, Brother Gongdao raised his watch and said, "Actually, what Daniu said is true. We didn't bring much with us when we escaped. The food and drink will only last us half a month at most. What will we do after half a month? We in the Flying Wolf Society cannot be so cowardly. There are only the elderly, the weak, women and children left on the mountain. Once we take it, the mountain road will be easy to defend and difficult to attack. We can rest assured in the future! Don't you agree?"

"Take it, take it, take it, take your sister. Don't you see that the people in Daqiaobao are cowards? There is no hope at all with the weapons in our hands!"

The skinny guy who was huddled in the corner smoking silently rolled his eyes at the man who was speaking.

"No, old man, how can you tell that there are only the elderly, the weak, women and children left on the mountain? Is it your dog's nose?"

"Women are the only ones left to show up in public. What else can we do but the old, weak, women and children?"

"Stop arguing! Apart from brute force, have you ever thought of outsmarting me? You are a bunch of pigs!"

Qi Dabin thought he was both brave and resourceful. He put out his cigarette and looked at everyone with an unfathomable look on his face. It was obvious that he already had a plan in mind.

"I have something to say!"

Xie Guangfa, who had just demonstrated the power of his kick, spoke before Qi Dabin announced his plan.

As the force leader in the Flying Wolf Gang, Xie Guangfa has always been taciturn, but when he wants to speak, others give him face and just watch quietly.

"Tianma Island has done its best to provide us with a place to stay. I am very grateful!"

Although he didn't say much, his meaning was very clear: he didn't want to have a conflict with Tianma Island.