It was almost noon, and the hazy weather for days finally showed signs of giving in. A small head of the sun slowly emerged, shining on the street of the Taicang base.
Even Shen Feifei and others were affected by the weather. They were in a much better mood and walked with a bit of briskness.
A group of eight people left Maple Leaf Community and headed straight for the outer ring city.
Along the way, Shen Feifei learned that the man's surname was Li and his name was Li Zhong. Those few were part of their material search team and were assigned to live in their home by the base government. Their relationship was usually pretty good and there were no major conflicts.
When we arrived at the gate of Central City, we probably saw that they were all armed, and a few Central City policemen wearing hats crookedly came over to question them. But their attitude was quite good, and they knew they were looking for someone and didn't bother them. They took Li Zhong He was given two black steamed buns, and he enthusiastically pointed in the direction of District D of the Outer Ring City.
After passing through a neat area of military tents, Shen Feifei and the others came to a messy tent of various colors. This is what the police called Area D.
There are a lot of people here, and some people are cooking something unknown in the fire. In the dark pot, I can only smell waves of burnt smell going straight to my nose. Some people are making some messy movements, and What are the people selling? No one knows how to turn their eyes, and their faces are full of numbness and dullness.
But when they saw Shen Feifei and other neatly dressed Central people walking along, their faces immediately became lively, and many people moved towards them.
"Boss, do you want to buy porcelain? It's made in Jingdezhen. It's a high-quality product and only sells three steamed buns for one." A thin-faced man with a rat-like head was selling them a porcelain pot with a missing mouth. The porcelain pot looked like a handful. Expired urinal.
"Boss, do you want some porridge? I just made it, it's hot, five steamed buns in a bowl." The man who was cooking the burnt food also stretched his head to intervene.
Well, you can drink his porridge without choking to death from the burnt taste! Shen Feifei frowned and looked at the side of the pot. It was dark and had not been cleaned for an unknown period of time. It was not much bigger than a cat food bowl. .Five steamed buns a bowl, I really dare to ask for it!
"We don't buy things, we come here to find people," Li Zhong said.
"Tch, if there is anything to be found, it belongs to the dead!" The porridge buyer waved his hand, ignored them, and continued to fan himself while cooking the pot of burnt porridge.
When other people heard that they didn't want to buy anything, they all dispersed, not as enthusiastic as before.
"Let me ask, is this District D? Where is the district chief's tent?" Li Zhong asked the people around him loudly.
But after asking around, these people who had just come over seemed to have not seen them now, and they were still doing what they were supposed to do, but ignored them.
"Old man, where is the district chief's tent in District D?" Li Zhong asked an old man in his fifties and wearing glasses holding a bicycle bag and asked him.
no response.
"Old man, where is the district chief's tent in District D?" Li Zhong was a little reluctant and asked the dead old man again loudly.
"Ah, I can't hear, I'm deaf!" The old man pointed to his ear, his eyes flickering, but he ignored him, lowered his head and continued to play with the car.
What kind of people are these? They won’t even respond to me asking for directions!
Li Zhong was very angry and had nowhere to vent. Seeing Shen Feifei and his brothers looking at him, he felt that he was completely humiliated. He couldn't even ask for directions. The life of such a big man was in vain.
Shen Feifei was also a little helpless. It seemed very difficult to ask for directions before the apocalypse. It would be nice to either ignore you or not point you in the opposite direction. After the apocalypse, the temperament of these people from the Flower Kingdom has become even more It's weird, and it's getting worse and harder to figure out.
"Boss, if you buy my porcelain, how about I tell you where the district chief's tent is?" The man with the roe-headed and mouse-like eyes approached again.
"Okay, I'll give you three steamed buns and tell us." Li Zhong sadly took out three black steamed buns from his pocket and gave them to him. Just asking for directions cost him five steamed buns, which was enough for him to eat for a day. .Damn it, things in the outer city are so expensive!
"It's not three steamed buns, it's thirty steamed buns!" The deer-headed and rat-eyed guy stared at Li Zhong's pocket, swallowed greedily, and said.
"What? I just said it was three steamed buns and one porcelain pot, why are there thirty more? You are such a big deal!" Li Zhong was startled and immediately exclaimed.
"Yes, just thirty steamed buns and one pot, do you want it?" The deer-headed and rat-eyed guy curled his lips arrogantly and rolled his eyes.
These words made everyone around them stop what they were doing and look up at them. The porridge cook quickly moved the pot back to his tent, as if someone was trying to rob him.
Thirty, thirty steamed buns caught up with the consumption of the uncle and nephew for three or four days. Li Zhong was reluctant to part with them. Besides, this guy was obviously lying to him. Even if he was given steamed buns, he might not tell him. he.
"Humph, no, let's go!" Li Zhong was very angry and planned to take Shen Feifei and the others to look for them one by one. Someone would tell them where the district chief's tent was.
"It's not that easy to leave. You broke my porcelain and you still want to leave in vain!" I heard a crash behind me, and the guy with a deer head and rat eyes suddenly knocked the porcelain pot in his hand to the ground, causing the porcelain to break into pieces. , and the white forks splashed out in all directions.
Depend on it?
Porcelain?
Highway robbery?
When Li Zhong's brothers saw this situation, they immediately quit. They were all people killed from the pile of zombies. Who was afraid of whom? They gathered around with weapons and looked at the man with the deer head and rat eyes fiercely.
"Hey, you dare to cross paths with me when you arrive at the Outer Ring City, Brother Niu's territory! Brothers, please come out and show off your oak--" As the deer-headed, rat-eyed guy rolled up his sleeves and lengthened his voice, a group of shabby-dressed people came out. Among the men, there was a man named No. 100 who appeared from all corners of Area D in a coordinated manner. They all held iron bars, steel bars, machetes and other weapons in their hands, which shone coldly in the sun.
Well, no wonder the man who cooked the porridge had to move the pot. It turned out that he had guessed that this drama was going to happen. It seems that this guy with a deer head and rat eyes has done this kind of thing more than once.
Seeing this group of hundreds of people gradually gathering around with weapons, Li Zhong and the others quickly surrounded Shen Feifei and protected him in the middle. They also showed their weapons, but their hands were shaking constantly. Sweating broke out on the head.
It’s no wonder that there are more than a hundred people and eight people. With such a huge disparity in ratio, it’s no wonder that they are not nervous or scared!