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Chapter 173 Taoist Priest, where are you going?

 The crowd was silent for a moment, but the silence did not last long.

"Everyone listen to me and charge! They don't have as many bullets as we do!"

Following this shouting, those who hesitated to move forward pushed forward desperately again.

For them, even if they are not shot to death, they will starve to death.

Since you are going to die sooner or later, of course you have to fight hard before you die.

Before a person dies, his potential is unlimited. In addition, there are many of them. Although some were killed by guns, they quickly gained the upper hand and controlled the situation.

Those in the lead even got their guns, raised their arms and shouted, "Everyone, rush with me! From today on, the underground city is ours!"

Everyone cheered and followed behind, heading towards the next floor.

There are no residents on this floor, and the warehouse is not here. If you want to have food, drink, and a place to live, you have to go downstairs.

As these people left, silence gradually returned to this level, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The old Taoist priest who had been silent until now spoke hurriedly.

In the more dangerous underground city, it is difficult to live a stable life. Zhou Ziyang really dares to think about what kind of life Nan Ci is living at this time.

The eight people had no choice but to get back outside the RV.

Mu Qianqian sighed and raised her head to look at the stairs.

Zhou Ziyang was not so optimistic, and shook his head lightly, "Although Nan Ci is very powerful, it is difficult for a clever woman to make a living with rice. You left with Zaizai and the others without bringing anything to eat or drink. You even left without anything to eat or drink.

After arriving at the base, even in such weather, I know that you have not found the shelter you have learned, and you have nothing to eat or drink..."

Jiang Taidong and Mu Qianqian looked at each other.

The old Taoist priest nodded in agreement, "We are participating in our power disputes, but we can also let us arrange it. You haven't observed it casually just now. Except for the square, there are shops and shops on that floor.<

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Apart from this, there are only two rooms, both of which are equipped with stainless steel doors and windows. They are where the management staff live, so the risk is not guaranteed.

But those words came from the mouth of an old Taoist priest, and Zhou Ziyang was convinced that he was suspicious.

Mu Qianqian patted Zhou Ziyang's shoulder, "Are you too worried that Nan Ci is still vague about his abilities? If so, you will be fine."

We were worried and were about to go out to search when a snowstorm suddenly came.

The eight of them decided to waste no more time and immediately headed towards the room the old Taoist priest mentioned.

These three people are none other than Mu Qianqian, Zhou Ziyang and the old Taoist priest.

Over the past few days, we have searched for all the survivors, and there is no sign of Nan Ci at all.

It must have been what someone else said. Zhou Ziyang probably learned it from the club.

Mu Qianqian wanted to comfort Zhou Ziyang for a while, but when she opened her mouth, she knew what she could say.

The violent storm and snow gave us a chance to continue moving forward. Let alone looking for someone, it was unclear what the situation was even two meters away.

But the three of them also understand that it is not so easy to stay out of the matter.

Mu Qianqian's face was grave, "The Taoist Master is right, we can sit back and wait to see who among us is the loser, and find ways to protect ourselves from danger."

"Taoist Priest, Ziyang, what did they say you should do?"

Zhou Ziyang said with a smile on his lips.

Just as the eight people were about to reach the door of the room, a voice suddenly sounded in front of them.

They neither want to be bullied nor fight with these survivors.

But the smaller the hope, the smaller the disappointment.

The old Taoist priest also laughed together, "We don't have time to worry about you, so we should worry about ourselves. From now on, the life outside the city will be worse."

Before dinner was cooked, we specially served Nan Ci with food and left it aside, and then we ate together.

The old Taoist priest smiled and shook his head, "You have nothing to say."

The more Zhou Ziyang spoke, the more worried he became, his voice was choked with sobs, and his eyes filled with tears.

As soon as the conflict broke out in the crowd, the three of them quietly hid in a corner.

The sound was so sudden that all eight of them froze for a moment, then turned around sharply and looked in front of them.

In a corner with low light, three people stood.

Since both of them were very curious about the meaning of the old Taoist priest's words, but having known each other for so long, they both understood the old Taoist priest's character and knew that even if they asked me again, I would still say it, so they asked again.

"Taoist Priest, what did he mean when he said that? Does he know something?"

Jiang Taidong thought for a while, "While we are in chaos now, we should also find a house to live in."

At that time, even if we are willing to doubt, we have to deny that Jiang Tai really retreated to the city.

Zhou Ziyang, who was crying silently, suddenly heard that sentence and continued to cry without thinking, and immediately looked at the old Taoist priest.

During the few days in the underground city, the eight of them had been searching outside the group of survivors, hoping to find Nan Ci.

That person is someone else, none other than Li Chuang.

"I also know how Nan Ci is doing now."

"As long as you are dangerous, you are bad."

"Because they are so pessimistic, Nan Ci is even less capable than they imagined."

Although we really wanted to wait for Nan Ci outside the RV, we were waiting for someone. We had no choice but to pack some supplies and rush to the underground city with other survivors in the distance.

"Taoist Priest, where are they going?"

Neither Jiang Taidong nor Mu Qianqian had any objections to the old Taoist priest's proposal.

For Jiang Taidong, it is enough to know that Nanci is dangerous.

Under the bright light, you can see a thin figure standing nearby.

On this day, when Nan Ci left, he said that he would come back late and asked us to have dinner while waiting for you.

But until we finished eating and the sky inside was completely dark, Jiang Tai still hadn't come back.

We have brought a lot of supplies, so eight people can save food and hold on for ten days and a half. There is no problem.

The manager on that floor hadn't been killed yet, so the survivors all went up. The two rooms had also been searched. At this time, the small door was open, which was convenient for us.

If we occupy these two rooms, we will be attacked from both sides, and we will eat, sleep and suffer.”

After that, Zhou Ziyang was only concerned about Jiang Tai's safety. He never thought about what we should do before. Now that he heard what the two said, he didn't feel relieved.

No matter if someone takes control of the situation for a while, the days that follow will not be stable.

But in such weather, the RV was not dangerous. It was blown by the wind and bumped into the igloo. We were sitting outside and were also blown around.

What if our life ends at this point, is it in vain to think so little?

As for what to do ten days and a half ago, we can only take one step at a time.\r


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