Doomsday reloading

"Ah, it's spectacular..." Lu Mu got out of the car holding his red nose and looked into the distance. He saw that the long queue of densely packed cars blocked the toll booth like a canal made of iron.

Feng Keyhan pretended to take out two sports bags from the trunk, packed the remaining supplies in the car scatteredly, and threw them to Feng Zhan Liao and Lu Mu. "Wear the supplies with you, this section of the road has to be walked."

"Go along the highway?" Lu Mu nimbly packed his bag and followed up to satisfy his curiosity. They are different from those drivers who are still restless and waiting for the traffic to open. After all, the car that brought them over is also I don’t feel bad about losing someone who was requisitioned by an unknown person, and Fen Zhan Liao is also a character of “everything my brother says is right” and “must stay with my brother.” This kind of character just makes the movement of the group break away very neat and neat. Nor sloppy.

"Go down to 'Yu Ye' and then change the national road." Feng Yaohan thought for a while and replied, Fen Zhan Liao heard what he said, and he turned out a booklet of surrounding tourist maps and flipped to the exact place he said. one place. "Because the A71300 National Highway is a newly built national highway, so the traffic flow will be much less?" Feng Zhan Liao followed Feng Yaohan's footsteps and shuttled among the vehicles, but he kept writing and drawing.

Feng Keyhan gave him an approving look, Lu Mu looked at the tacit understanding between the two of them, thought about it for a while, and decided to quietly be a "good girl" and not go up to get that sense of presence for the time being.

Looking at the mountain and running dead horses, although the footsteps of Feng Yaohan and his party may not be very fast, they are definitely not slow.However, it was already noon when they approached the toll booth. Most of the survivors got off the car and circled impatiently, and looked around vigilantly from time to time. Those with a bad temper had already picked up people on the spot.

But at this time, almost everyone felt that the key letter was - as long as you escape from the city where the virus originated, everything will be fine, as long as you leave here, nothing will happen.The tense and dignified atmosphere doesn't seem to be that serious... So in some ways, ignorance is bliss...

After sighing with emotion, Feng Keyhan glanced at the sun that was already high in the sky and the survivors who were preparing to eat, silently counted the time in his heart and then stopped, "A Liao, let's have lunch first."

Although it seems ridiculous to emphasize the timing of three meals after the apocalypse, no one will have any objections, and Feng Zhan Liao, who believes in "whatever brother does", is not surprised. It still looks very logical.

Simple communication key letter Take out a wild alcohol pot from the 'backpack' and pour in mineral water, wait for the water to boil, open a few bags of instant noodles, put the golden noodles into the pot, wait until the noodles are cooked slightly When I spread out, I put in three fresh eggs and added a seasoning packet. Maybe I felt that the taste was not very authentic. Inexplicably, I opened the key letter of the obsessive-compulsive disorder mode in the diet, and found a bottle of vinegar and a bottle of vinegar in full view. The small bottle of sesame oil is added to the pot in an appropriate amount.

Finding a simple one-time lunch box, Feng Yaohan quickly divided the instant noodles into three parts and greeted the two buns for dinner, "I don't have any good ingredients for the time being, so I can make do with it." When Feng Zhan Liao and Lu Mu took over the noodles, Feng Yaohan was always expressionless. There was a little distaste on his face, as if he was not very satisfied with the selection of materials for his lunch.

But although Feng Keyhan himself secretly disliked it, the pot of instant noodles with ten miles of fragrance hooked the nearby survivors completely without their appetites. Look at the dry bread in their hands and look at the fragrant and hot bread in their hands Instant noodles, the anger of the broad masses of the people almost exploded into the sky - if it weren't for the wrong place and place, they really wanted to rush up and beat people, okay? !Those who don’t know thought it was a picnic, okay?Who would bring their own magic pot like alcohol to feed them when they go out? !

Besides, if you dislike it... anyway, I don't dislike it!Let me go! QQ

Keyhan doesn't know and doesn't want to know the psychological activities of the people around him, but what he has to admit is that in the background of the broken rules in the last days, survival of the fittest is really the survival of the fittest.Now the two strangers who survived may still give in to each other for the sake of looking good, but when things get worse-then publicity must have the capital of publicity.

Thinking of this, Feng Keyhan's thoughts went back to the past.For a moment, he was really maliciously speculating about what his good brothers would be like now without his hard-working, free-for-all thug shield.

——Anyway, it can’t be better than before, can it?

"elder brother."

The thought of sealing the key letter came back to the present, and Fen Zhan Liao had already quietly cleaned the alcohol lamp that had just been used without anyone noticing.

Although he didn't remind him, it seemed that Xiao Baozi's vigilance was not low. Feng Keyhan got up and patted his trousers that were covered with a layer of dust, put his backpack on his shoulder and said, "Let's go, go and see for so long. The reason why the toll booth is still not passable."

The two little ones followed suit, and this time they didn't bother approaching the toll booth because the distance was not too far away. Unlike the crowded and noisy scene at the back, this toll booth was quiet, even close to the toll booth. There are no car owners near the place.

Feng Keyhan squinted his eyes and looked carefully—there are three entrances and three exits at the toll gate, it seems that two of them were abandoned in an accident, and the remaining one was deliberately piled up with debris, which is obviously deliberate .

"Ah... the government's blockade method?" Lu Mu tilted his head and slumped his shoulders as if he was struck by his own thoughts, "...pretend I didn't say anything."

Fen Zhan Liao also sighed with some headaches, it was clear at a glance - this road was opened by me, and this tree was planted by me. The hooligan temperament really makes people unable to deal with it seriously. It's so troublesome to take a detour to clean them up... I don't know how my brother will choose?

"Go directly." Feng Yaohan's eyes were flat, but in fact, [-] subtitles roared past in his heart-why the hooligans in the setting of the end of the world always get the ability at the first time, then show off and play tricks, and finally directly cannon fodder.

——No more than 1000 words to describe the whole process, dear, don’t worry, free shipping!

...So it's really cheap bento labor.

To be honest, I really wanted to take a detour when encountering this kind of rhythm setting, but when he passed by here in his last life, he knew that because of the large number of survivors staying here, it was a hard-hit area for attracting zombies.

Unlike the various time delays in this life, when they wanted to take this shortcut out of the city, they happened to encounter a small flick of the zombie tide, even if it was only a little bit of after-the-fact influence on the process of rushing out of the encirclement, it was extremely dangerous.

Although it is risky to choose this path as the starting point of this life, but it is the best result calculated by the system and the key letter... at least the safety factor is the highest - and the problem they want to solve first , are these obstacles in the way.

After making a decision like this, Feng Keyhan and his party came to the blocked toll gate, and before they could make a sound, an extremely narrow opening was opened at the sundry place, which was obviously handy.

"If you want to go out of the city, you must pay enough supplies first." The person who spoke only showed a pair of eyes, and the drowsy look seemed to be a hangover.

"We don't have a car." Feng Yaohan replied calmly.

The owner of those eyes sized them up with a look of extreme disgust, and seemed to be muttering something like "the poor man has nothing but two oil bottles".

But after he looked at it for a week, his malicious eyes fixed on Lu Mu behind Feng Keyhan.

"Brother Wang, there are good products!"

The man greeted the back, and then a very rough voice responded to him amidst the ambiguous laughter and cursing, "Old rules, take it to the rest area next to it."

With the consent of Brother Wang, the gaps on the sundries were closed instantly, and at the same time, the small door of the toll booth on the right opened in response.

"Come here, don't worry about it." The person who opened the door had thick dark circles, obviously from playing too much in the past few days.

Just passed the toll booth smoothly, and after being semi-forcibly pushed into the service area, Feng Keyhan was surprised to find that besides them, there were more than a dozen young men and women who were forcibly tied up in the service area.

They didn't struggle, and some of them were still fully dressed, but most of them had ashes in their eyes.

The guards guarding these people played cards with laughter, and from time to time, they even looked at Feng Keyan and his party, all in the gesture of watching a show-this just proved the normality they had become accustomed to in the past few days .

The 'black eye' who brought them raised his chin at the group of people under guard, and stared at Lu Mu with a casual but malicious attitude.

"Did you see? These are all left by those who don't have enough supplies as 'compensation', who are you going to keep?"

So... Feng Yaohan lowered his eyes to suppress the emotions in his eyes, which meant that the people they were facing were the so-called abandoned people.

Thinking of this, Feng Yaohan turned his head to look at the two little buns standing behind him, Feng Zhan Liao responded to him with a smile that was no different from the past.Looking at Lu Mu again, he was malnourished in a woman's attire, and now he looks even petite. He blinked his eyes and his mouth was tightly pursed.

"No change." Feng Yaohan moved slightly away half a step, as if he inadvertently blocked the two buns behind him.

"what?"

"Brother Wang, this way please, Brother Wang."

The voice of 'dark circles' was mixed with the voice of compliments gradually approaching from far away, perhaps because he was used to this kind of stubborn resistance at the beginning, but he disdainfully plucked his ears and did nothing else.

And here, "Brother Wang" who pushed the door in amid the compliments of others aroused Feng Yaohan's great curiosity—if he wanted to have a place in the last days, then power was definitely an indispensable link.

And this brother Wang, who controls this one-third of an acre of land, is obviously a powerful supernatural being, which can be clearly seen from his particularly visually impactful musculature.

——Although the post-apocalyptic ratio of physical strength and multivariate control types is [-]-[-], but the muscles in this body that are useless can only be given a "low-to-medium" evaluation in the bottom of Feng Yaohan's heart .

Because the more explosive the real power-type superpower is, the more well-proportioned the body is, the proportion of the upper and lower body is completely uncoordinated... I don't want to mention it, but I guess the muscular arms are also one of the major means of deterring people.

Brother Wang entered the rest area and looked around to Feng Yaohan and his party, because the uncoordinated muscles of the upper body made his bald head look even more disproportionate.Feng Keyhan frowned. Although this man called Brother Wang didn't have any disgusting thoughts in his eyes, this kind of eyes that looked at people like goods was really uncomfortable.

But it might be that the timing just happened to meet them, and before Brother Wang took a step towards them, there was a lot of noise outside.

The author has something to say: try out the manuscript box for the second time!Well, yesterday's experiment was very successful, and today I will also entrust it to you, Mr. Manuscript Box!

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