Survival in the end of food

It is also a rare delicacy if it is rotten and smelly.Song Wenwu carefully wrapped the remaining half of it and put it in his pocket.

"Good eyesight." Song Wenwu said, turned and walked out the door.

Shuanzi stared at him dumbfounded, and said in a low voice, "Is there no other way to express it? I found it."

Tieta passed by him and sneered, "It's the first day you met him?"

Shuanzi watched him walk away.

It was getting late, and on their way home, Song Wenwu and a series of supernatural beings walked in front, chatting and laughing, and the iron tower, as the celebrity in front of Song Wenwu's eyes, walked slowly at the end.

Song Wenwu kept looking back at him, and finally slowed down deliberately, saying: "Wang Yong." He motioned for him to come over.

Tieta pretended not to understand and said, "What's the matter, Brother Song?"

Song Wenwu hit a nail and looked at him coldly.

Everyone knows that he gets along well with monkeys and has a good relationship.One of the people before the beating said with a smile: "Brother Song gives you face, I think highly of you, don't toast and eat fine wine."

Song Wenwu glanced at the man indifferently, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry.

The iron tower heard this from behind, looked at the speaker, and asked very simply: "If you have something to say, don't play with me. It's no fun to beat around the bush. What do you want to say, girl?"

The man stared at him, and couldn't help going up to fight him. The person closest to him hurriedly hugged him and said, "He's been like this for a day or two, let's go."

"It's useless!" the man scolded.

Song Wenwu swept across the iron tower with an implicit warning, and walked forward, and the others hurriedly followed.

After watching them walk away, Shuanzi came over and said with admiration in his tone, "Brother Yong, you are the only one who dares to talk to Brother Song like that. I will get angry when I see his bunch of bastards."

Tieta didn't speak, just ignored him with a sullen head.

Shuanzi said enthusiastically: "Brother Yong, there is something that has been on my mind for several days. I feel strange about it, so I will ask you about it."

Without waiting for Iron Tower to refuse, he said, "You know Dapeng, I think...his death is very abnormal."

Shuanzi said: "I remember hearing some movement that night. When I got up in the morning, I met Dapeng. He said it was not a dream, nor was it the sound of firecrackers. I was just asking him. Brother Song was rescued. Dapeng was so frightened that he told me It's like seeing a ghost, he didn't even dare to fart, he appointed something to hide from us."

As he was walking, he bumped his face against a wall and was forced to stop. Shuan Zi raised his head and said, "Oh, why don't you go..."

When he met the eyes of the iron tower, his voice gradually weakened.

Shuanzi whispered, "What's wrong with you."

Tieta said coldly: "What do you want to say?"

Shuanzi thought for a while and said, "I don't think Dapeng was bitten to death by zombies. It must be Song Wenwu who played a ghost and killed Dapeng."

Tieta squinted at him and said, "Keep your mouth shut."

"Then you admit it?" Tieta walked forward quickly, Shuanzi followed behind, and said quickly: "It's so strange, Brother Song doesn't like Dapeng at all, how could he suddenly take Dapeng with him that night? Go fight zombies..."

The iron tower suddenly stopped, and Shuanzi jumped back quickly with sharp eyesight, but this time he didn't hit him again.

The iron tower said: "Don't forget, there were not only Song Wenwu and Dapeng that day, but also me."

Shuanzi said: "I know. I came to ask you only after you knew the truth. You and Song Wenwu are not the same kind of people. You won't report me."

Iron Tower was stunned for three seconds.

Shuanzi has always been his acquaintance with him, a very enthusiastic and lively young man, and he is not the same type at all.The two of them didn't have a deep relationship, and he didn't react for a while when he heard his words in a tone full of trust.

Iron Tower said indifferently: "You are wrong."

After talking about the iron tower, he walked away quickly, but Shuanzi still wanted to follow, but he saw him deliberately avoiding him, and followed closely behind Song Wenwu.

Shuanzi scratched his hair, his face full of depression.

The iron tower followed behind him, and Song Wenwu thought to himself that Wang Yong was quite acquainted.

The road they are walking has been walked countless times, and the zombies on the road have basically been cleared up.There were only a few corpses passing by occasionally on the ground.It was quiet except for the sound of their footsteps.

The iron tower stepped forward, and a person beside him glanced at him from time to time, and when he was approaching the residence, that person mustered up the courage to come over.

That person was the one who had quarreled with the iron tower before, and approached with malicious intentions, and said, "You also know how to get better, don't worry, if you follow Brother Song, you won't be treated badly."

Tieta looked down on him and kept silent.

The silence of the iron tower made the person who took the initiative to show his favor turn into anger, and said coldly: "Shame on the face."

Gradually approaching the small building, the supernatural beings in front were chatting and laughing, and the ordinary people headed by Shuanzi behind were also enjoying themselves. Shuanzi asked everyone what he was most worried about, whether Brother Song would return the ham to him.

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have handed it in. Now it's all right. I didn't even smell it. Do you think I was wronged?" Shuanzi said.

A swarthy man responded: "No injustice. Don't think about it. If Brother Song finds out that you are hiding something, will you be okay?"

Shuanzi sighed, "I don't ask for more, one is fine, don't mention one, let's eat a bite, right? I found it, why should I give it to them?"

"Haha," the swarthy man said mercilessly, "Whoever made you useless, didn't you deserve it?"

The two were talking, when the supernatural person in front suddenly stopped, the monkey poked the peg carefully, and said, "Stop talking!"

They raised their heads and looked forward, only to see Song Wenwu with a straight back, looking forward as if facing a formidable enemy.

"What's wrong?" Shuanzi asked strangely.

They took two steps forward, and at a glance, they saw a van downstairs not far away.

van?

It's not that they don't have cars, on the contrary, according to the current environment, cars can be seen everywhere.But what is hard to come by is gasoline. Isn’t it useless to have a car without gas?

There are two barrels of gasoline in their building, which are released from other cars. They are very precious resources. Song Wenwu hides them like treasures and will not use them easily.

Shuanzi said: "Who doesn't have eyes, didn't Brother Song say that he is not allowed to drive? He even got the car out, not to scold or to scold."

The supernatural being who was arguing with the iron tower in front obviously thought of this too. Seeing that Song Wenwu was motionless, his brows were furrowed, and he immediately moved forward cursing.

"You don't want to live, do you? Who's on duty today, get out! Do you know that gasoline is worth more than your fucking life now? You better tell me that driving out is a matter of life."

"Use your nonsense, come back to me!" Song Wenwu said.

The man froze for a moment, and at this moment, the sliding door of the van was pushed back.

The first person to come down from inside was a simple and clean girl, with long and straight legs, standing outside the door.

Almost immediately, everyone's eyes were glued to her, their eyes were amazing and obscene.

In fact, Tian Cheng's appearance is just passer-by. Although she is beautiful, she can't reach the level of stunning.

But now it is unusual, after the two girls in the previous team passed away, a group of elders have been lonely for several months and have not seen a single mother.At this time, even if she saw a sow, she would think it was beautiful, not to mention Tian Cheng, who was already good-looking.

Behind the beautiful girl were several men, all of them with shaved heads without exception, standing in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The iron tower almost immediately connected the more than 100 zombies with these people.

They looked more relaxed than anyone he'd ever seen, obviously well fed and well fed.The clothes were clean and the people were refreshed. Although they were a little tanned due to the scorching heat, it didn't affect their high spirits at all.

It's like...a person who passed through a time machine and came from before the end of the world.

However, the aura on his body was very different from those of ordinary people.

They look very fit, muscular, and look like someone who has been exercising.

But what surprised them the most was... this group of people actually brought a child...

Song Wenwu sneered in his heart, this kind of waste who was obviously slowing down, it turned out to be someone who didn't even know the existence of crystal nuclei.

Eyes have not moved away from the child.

A figure came into view.

The figure got off the driver's seat of the van and bypassed the other side of the car. The whole person seemed silent and restrained, but his existence could not be ignored.

The man stood beside the thin young man, stepped forward slightly two inches, and looked towards this side.

Sensing the danger almost instinctively, Song Wenwu clenched his fists, his pupils constricted, the hairs all over his body exploded, and his mind went blank for a moment.

That was a subconscious stress response to the strong.

The emotions in my heart are complicated, one side is fear, and the other side is excited, sending out a signal to challenge him to defeat him.

The man stood in the distance, without saying a word, he took his eyes off Tian Cheng's body, and turned to the man.

The man noticed their gaze, moved his hands slightly in front of the young man, and raised his eyes to look this way, with a strong sense of oppression, making one's hair stand on end.

As soon as Zheng Yan lowered his head, he saw a generous palm in front of him, and whispered: "It's not me that people are looking at, it's you, if you don't believe me, stay away from me."

Huo Xian didn't move, his expression was displeased.

Tian Cheng leaned on the van, and said in a low voice, "Look at Huo Xian's virtue, it's too stealthy."

"Why is there such a big difference between people?" Zhou Zikang said pretentiously, "I've been turned into scum in seconds, so I don't care. Why did you bring him here? Wouldn't it be better to stay at home and cook for us?"

"..." Tian Cheng: "Did you wake up from wishful thinking?"

Tieta looked at Song Wenwu with sarcasm in his eyes, his back was stiff, and he stared at the front without saying a word.

Those who should come will always come. This time, there is no report from Dapeng, and other teams also come to the door.

There are people outside the people, and now, those people outside the people finally come to destroy his prestige, lest he really treat himself like a green onion, not knowing the heights of the sky and the earth, and become more and more arrogant.

Zheng Yan and the others put on a show of prestige, thinking that they would give a blow first.But what is going on with the other party, there is no excitement at all, they have been looking at each other for more than 2 minutes, and they still haven't expressed it?