16 years

He Laosan sometimes feels that the end of the world is an opportunity given to him by God.

His biological father was a bad alcoholic, his biological mother ran away with others when he was three years old, he grew up wandering around in the village alone, hadn't studied for a few days, squatted in the bureau more than a dozen times, dangled In his 40s, he was still an old bachelor.

Before the end of the world, most of the villagers mentioned him at the wine table during the festival, accompanied by words such as "Do you want to be like him?" child.

He wandered around in tattered clothes, gambling today to steal tomorrow, and wasting half his life in the village, only to have the reputation of "trash" and "human scum".

So what about waste, He Laosan sometimes thinks, the end of the world is coming, and we still have to rely on waste.

Only rats know where the gutter is, and those "serious people" can't think of a way to survive.

After the end of the world, He Laosan entangled a dozen gangsters from the neighboring villages and formed a temporary "brotherhood". They dared not beat zombies, but dared to bully ordinary people. From the beginning of the family, doors and windows were smashed to grab rice and grain. Relying on the large number of people, they robbed the village all over.

Immediately afterwards, he collected the rice, flour, grain and oil, then detained the wives and children of various families, and ordered the young and middle-aged men in the village to go out to find supplies to exchange rations with him.

At first there were disobedient ones, but it didn't matter, he took the group of punks and beat one to death with a shovel in front of everyone, and the rest became obedient.

A virus has turned the world upside down, the powerful and powerful have to live by their eyes, no one dares to call him "trash" anymore, even the old village chief who once hated him the most, has to Tremblingly, he called him third brother.

He learned to be a "tyrant" without a teacher, and even formulated a very strict anti-infection method-as long as anyone has a wound on his body, no matter if it is scratched or scratched by a kitchen knife, he must throw it away. Go to the other side of the mountain to deal with the zombies.

He has no father, no mother, no wife and no children. The implementation of this regulation has no psychological burden, and he is very complacent, only thinking that he has found a good way to sit back and relax.

He is like an earth emperor, as long as he coaxes those little bastard brothers well, he doesn't have to worry about anything.

He Laosan felt that he had never survived so well in his life, and wished he could find a mountain to kowtow to God a few times.

In the beginning, He Laosan was greedy for money, but later he found that money was useless, so he started to be greedy for other things - rice and food, cigarettes and alcohol.But it didn't take long for He Laosan to discover that he was really "disadvantaged" by raising this group of people. This is a rural village with no village in front and no shops in the back.

He counted the food in the village, and began to feel that those fellow villagers and neighbors who lived with him day and night were a great burden, so one night, he did not do anything at all, and brought the group of brothers to smear into Datong shop, and took the The group of people were slaughtered one by one.

He sneaked around and cheated for half his life. When he killed someone for the first time, he thought he would be afraid, but when the hot blood sprayed on his face, He Laosan felt that it was normal.

It's no different than killing a pig, he thought.

But the remaining rations were not enough, and there were more than a dozen gangsters in that group, and they had to be drunk today, and they didn't know how to write frugally.

So later they started to rob roads, choose a provincial road out of the city, and then find a few abandoned cars to cross the road. If someone passes by, they must get down to move the car or stop and turn around. At that time, they will rush up to smash the glass, and then After looting all the contents, the person will be knocked out and thrown on the road, waiting to be bitten by zombies.

This business has always been going smoothly, but until a few months ago, He Laosan finally encountered a problem.

It was a three-car convoy. From the outside, the body was dusty and nothing could be seen, but the leader was a very young foreigner with tall legs and long sunglasses. He looked very rich. A bunch of "bodyguards" who were big and rough, each with a gun, swept away four or five of their brothers if they disagreed.

He Laosan has no other advantages, only one point of being able to bend and stretch. At that time, he knelt down to the other party, begging the other party with snot and tears, saying that he has the old and the young, and he can't survive. For business, I just ask the other party to show their hands high and spare his life.

The young man hooked off his sunglasses with his index finger, looked at him for a while with a half-smile, and said something in English.

He Laosan had no education and could not understand bird language, but the "bodyguard" next to the man strode over after hearing the words, and forcibly "lifted" him from the ground.

He Laosan subconsciously raised his head and looked at the other party, only to find that the other party had a pair of dark green eyes. He Laosan shuddered for no reason, thinking that he saw a live wolf.

"You are fine." Joe Eden changed into slightly blunt Chinese. He looked at He Laosan for a while with a half-smile, and compared the ground with his glasses frame: "Do something for me and send you supplies."

The request of the "boss" with a pair of wolf eyes is very simple - He Laosan just needs to continue in this robbery, and then wait for the "group of people" to come over.

"W-what group of people?" He Laosan asked hesitantly at that time: "Are there... photos or something?"

"I don't need those things." Joe Eden signaled the mercenary to let go of his crumpled clothes, smiled with his eyes bent, and exaggeratedly drew an arc around himself with the legs of his sunglasses: "It's very similar to mine. This kind of person, you must know it when you see it.”

He Laosan was full of doubts at the time, but the boxes of food and drinking water were real, so he was obsessed with money, so he just dealt with the other party errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, and then continued this errand.

He had planned to take the other party as a fool and cheated him, but he didn't expect that a few months later, he would be able to block Fu Yan and his group on the provincial highway.

"I really don't know who he is." He Laosan snotted his nose and burst into tears. In the pouring rain, his hair stuck to his face like a lock, looking extremely embarrassed.He can't do anything else, but his eyes are thieves. He can see at a glance that Fu Yan is the leader of this group of people, so he picks and chooses his previous affairs, and keeps the unreasonable parts ambiguous, and only expresses his feelings to Fu Yan: "I met him on the road. I will do whatever he asks me to do. He has a gun, so I dare not ask about anything else."

"When did he pass by here?" Fu Yan asked.

"Oh, I don't remember this clearly." He Laosan rolled his eyes and said in a mournful voice, "I'm so confused, I haven't finished my last meal, how can I have a day in my mind—"

Before he finished speaking, a gunshot suddenly exploded in his ear, and a bullet hit him not far from the tip of his toe, causing a burst of foul-smelling dirt.

"Nine months!" He Laosan pulled his neck and shouted: "It was only eight or nine months ago!"

He can bend and stretch, he has no concept of "loyal servant" in his heart, and he sells people very neatly.

"The time is right." Shao Qiu, who came out of the mountain lair at some unknown time, suddenly said, "It was probably about this time when he went to the Yangan Line - he should have gone straight to the northeast after coming out from there. , go to the research institute where the petri dish is."

"At that time he guessed that we would go?" Liu Ruosong's heart turned cold: "Can he guess that we will go this way?"

"I don't think so, it's not that mysterious." He Feng said: "He may have come here on all the necessary roads to D City, casting his net everywhere, focusing on catching us."

He Laosan didn't dare to participate in their discussion. He put his head in his hands, crouched on the side in awe, and glanced at Fu Yan from the corner of his eye from time to time.

Fu Yan didn't talk much, and he was very strange, neither as kind-hearted as the young man next to him, nor as outraged by his robbery as the little girl next to him.He didn't have much emotional ups and downs, and he was calm when he asked questions. He Laosan was beating his heart, and always felt that he couldn't see through him.

"When did those gangsters die?" Fu Yan asked He Feng.

"A few days ago." He Feng said: "It shouldn't be far away. I saw one or two on the way. The clothes are quite new, and the people are not rotten."

He Laosan was slightly taken aback, wondering why this person didn't continue to ask his mysterious "sponsor". He was afraid that the other party would find out something, so he quickly wanted to bring the topic back: "Uncle Liberation Army, listen to me, I will tell you what to say." That group of people really doesn't matter, I just met that side before... I thought I would have to rob anyway, so I agreed, it was really a coincidence!"

He Tang was so disgusted by his "uncle of the People's Liberation Army" that he was about to scold him when he heard Fu Yan sneer.

"Lie." Fu Yan said, "You have connections with them."

He Laosan's expression suddenly changed.

"The materials he gave you are limited. If the materials were not enough, you wouldn't want to be them after eating with those people for nine months." Fu Yan said: "The only explanation is that your 'boss 'I have been continuously delivering supplies to you, at least to ensure that so many of you can live comfortably for nine months, and can also satisfy your sense of crisis and greed. As for why you suddenly killed them, maybe the zombie pit has formed, You don't need them anymore, or maybe your boss has ignored you recently, and didn't send you supplies when it was time to deliver—right."

He Laosan's face suddenly became extremely ugly, he faltered, waved his hands indiscriminately, and kept saying no.

Fu Yan's face suddenly darkened, he stood up, pulled the gun on the bolt, and scolded: "To be honest, what did he ask you to do!"

He Laosan was so frightened by the black muzzle that he almost peed his pants, lay down on the ground trembling, and quickly took out a communicator-like thing from his trouser pocket, raised it over his head like a confessor, and cried: " Spare me, spare my life—he, he just asked me to send him a letter when I see you!"

As soon as He Laosan finished speaking, the communicator on Fu Yan's body suddenly rang. He turned on the mobile earphone, only to hear the frequency on the opposite side, which sounded very unstable.

"Captain Fu, this is the investigation team of the Military Region of C Department." The strange male voice on the other side of the communication was very anxious: "The target you asked us to keep an eye on seems to be starting to evacuate!"