"Don't worry about it. Tang Zheng will give you one more potion and everything will be worth it. Besides, you can still grab more seeds."
Dong Zixuan persuaded, not realizing the consequences of Tang Zheng's distribution. Not everyone will be considerate of others. After all, these are seeds related to the probability of survival. Even Zhou Meng and He Lian are not qualified to share the spoils.
On the surface, the survivors seemed indifferent, but in their hearts they were somewhat dissatisfied with Tang Zheng, and even complained that the policewoman was too talkative.
Girls like Jinglan who were in a disadvantaged position had no other ideas and trusted Tang Zheng. After all, until now, he had overcome all the difficulties and never abandoned anyone, except, of course, scum like Li Wenbo.
There are only three male classmates left, so there is no nonsense. According to Tang Zheng's nostalgic character, let's close Chapter 97
The seeds gained from causing trouble must be given to them, so I stood on his side, actively helped, and prepared to perform well in the future.
"We have three ability users in our team, plus the powerful Tang Zheng. The situation is getting better and better. There will definitely be seeds. What are you worried about?" Xiu Yingjie was still trying to make up for the previous mistake of being in the wrong team.
"The tyrants and mutants are scum in front of us. I wonder why you are still afraid?" Qian Wen is very measured and wants to allocate more ammunition now.
"Fight hard and divide the spoils according to everyone's contribution. Even if you can't get the seeds, I will give you medicine. But if you paddle or just focus on your own escape, then I'm sorry, you will be expelled from the team." Tang Zhengzao.
He has seen through most of the newcomers and gave them seeds. He is also a wise man who can protect themselves. Even if they fall out, it doesn't matter. As long as he takes the life-saving medicine, he will strangle their lifeblood and they will not give in. "By the way, they were killed by zombies."
Don’t be afraid if you get bitten. I have medicine, and you won’t be infected if you take a sip.”
Tang Zheng's words made the newcomers, including the traffic police, heave a sigh of relief. Kong Licheng was very angry, but there was nothing he could do. His only idea now was to quickly find the vending machine and gamble with his internal organs.
Enough of this Chapter 97
Troubled atmosphere.
"You two have something to eat, and then go to the carriage to activate your abilities. I will arrange for someone to keep watch overnight." Tang Zheng threw a can to Zhao Dongtao, "Liu Man, you keep watch over them. I'll find someone in two hours."
Shift change."
Liu Man nodded reluctantly, preparing to find an opportunity to exchange feelings with Tang Zheng. She was completely treated as a passerby. This was not okay. Even if she was a loyal dog, she still had to be given a bone to eat.
"Very good. I will try my best to keep the gun close to my body in the future, and take advantage of my free time now to familiarize myself with how to use it. Zixuan, you teach them. There are some police spare guns on the riot vehicle. They are not used for the time being. I will take them to replace them."
Order some food." Tang Zheng stood up, wiped the dust from his butt, and walked to the riot vehicle. He had observed that there were many people in the camp, and it was far from enough for each person to have a gun. Moreover, after escaping, the ammunition was consumed.
It’s also a big problem, they definitely need supplies.
"I'm with you." A young man named Li Ranhao and Qian Wen stood up at the same time and went after Tang Zheng.
Carrying ten unused SCAR assault rifles and a magazine in a backpack, Tang Zheng and the others walked in the camp, looking for someone to trade with.
Within a hundred meters, a shirtless middle-aged white man shouted to Tang Zheng.
"I want to buy a gun, how much does it cost?" The white man with a tired face took out a wallet from his pocket. After looking through it, there was only a few hundred dollars. He felt it was less, so he quickly took it out again and took out a few coins.
"Sorry, we don't want money." Qian Wen refused. Tang Zheng glanced at the white man's bonfire. There was a woman with a big belly sitting next to him, probably his wife. She was looking at her husband expectantly. She had a gun and also
It means that you can survive, there is an open backpack next to it, and there is only a small amount of food.
"One, please, just one." The white man blocked the way, carrying a shotgun, which made Li Ranhao very wary.
"Get out of the way. We only exchange for food. If you don't have any, get out of the way." Qian Wen had also killed zombies before. How could he care about a person? He pushed him on the chest from behind. Li Ranhao also pulled out the Gluck pistol.
Always ready to shoot.
The white man was very strong, but he just took a step back. When he saw Li Ranhao's movements, he subconsciously held the Remington M870 with his hand.
"Stop, or I'll shoot!" Li Ranhao shouted, holding a gun with both hands and aiming at the white man. When his wife saw this scene, the blood on her face suddenly disappeared, and she was covered with panic and struggled to stand up.
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"Don't shoot, he's a good man."
The natives who camped nearby had been paying attention to what was going on here, and those who had weapons all had them in their hands, but they did not come forward. After all, Tang Zheng was tall and tall, stained with blood and gunpowder smoke, and exuded the smell of an iron-blooded tough guy.
, even if they have some eyesight, they won't cause trouble, not to mention the mg3 slung across his chest gave them great pressure.
"Don't be nervous, we don't mean any harm, we're just nervous because of the zombies." Tang Zheng showed a very friendly smile, stretched out his arm, and pressed down Li Ranhao's pistol.
"I just want to exchange a gun, otherwise I won't be able to protect my wife when she goes to Washington." The white man released the handle of the gun, "I have food, I can exchange it with you."
Before Tang Zheng could answer, the white man had already anxiously ran back to his wife. While saying not to worry, he took food from his backpack. After taking four cans, he hesitated and took two more packages of biscuits.
"Are these enough?" The white man pushed the food towards Qian Wen and went behind him to get the rifle he was carrying.
"Wait, these are not enough." Qian Wen did not answer. He was not a fool. Firearms were in short supply and demand exceeded supply. He could raise the price arbitrarily.
"Please, sell me one. This is already one-third of our food." The white man begged Tang Zheng, sweating profusely. It's not that he had never thought of robbing him, but this thought was only in his mind.
He turned around and then disappeared. The young man's eyes in front of him were so sharp that he had no doubt that if he moved, his head would be blown off.
"I pity you, who pity me? If there is no food, just get out of the way." Li Ranhao reached out to push the white man. He rarely spoke, but was absolutely cautious and would not let his emotions affect his judgment. This is why he is still alive today.
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"Change, give him a rifle and three magazines!" Tang Zheng stopped Li Ranhao. With so many people watching, if he was too stingy, it would have a very bad impact.
"Thank you, thank you." The white man burst into tears of gratitude.
When the onlookers saw that the transaction was successful, they also asked some people who wanted food to come forward. However, before they could open their mouths, Tang Zheng's action blocked the words in their throats.
The white man turned to leave, but Tang Zheng suddenly grabbed his shoulder.
"You smart guy, I gave you the gun because of your pot-bellied wife." Tang Zheng glanced at the food and showed a mocking smile, "One third? Believe it or not, I got it back from your pickup truck."
Can you dig out at least twice as much food?"
The white man was stunned for a moment, and his body was covered with sweat. When the onlookers saw his appearance, they knew that Tang Zheng had guessed correctly.
"Well, not to mention food, the distance from here to Washington is only five hours at most. Even if there is only half a backpack of food left, it will be enough for you to eat for three days. Or are you a pig?
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Although he was scolded, Bairen did not reply. His wife wanted to come over, but he stopped her.
"Because you are a good husband, I won't argue with you, but don't think of me as a fool. If you want to trade, just show your sincerity in exchange." Tang Zheng let go of the white man and looked at the onlookers.
He shouted angrily.
After hearing these words, some guys who originally wanted to take advantage immediately sat back, but a few still waved to him.
"Come here, I have food." The caller was an old man wearing a cowboy hat and an RV. Next to him, stood a little boy, looking at Tang Zheng timidly.
A few people who were joining in the fun gathered around, and the old man chased them away with his eyes, but unfortunately no one paid attention. Tang Zheng wished that there were more people so he could bid.
"I have enough food for two rifles and five hundred rounds of ammunition." There was no other way. The old man leaned into Tang Zheng's ear and whispered the request, "Ham, biscuits, and even desserts, whatever you choose.
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"Wow, there are so many." Someone still heard what he said and started hooting in surprise.
"Okay." Tang Zheng was too lazy to worry about it. He was going to France soon. He was on the road. He was short of food and could grab it. The survivors were not peaceful and kind people.
"Wait, I want to change too." A big man over two meters tall stood up and blocked the transaction. Behind him were eight black men, all holding shotguns in their hands, with ferocious expressions on their faces.
"What do you want in exchange?" Qian Wen saw that this guy had nothing in his hands except for firearms. He was obviously here to cause trouble.
"I don't have food, but I can let you join the gang. With us here, we can ensure your safety." This group of black people came from a gang organization and were engaged in extortion, so they didn't care about these three little shrimps at all.
"You want to eat and drink for free, right?" Just as Li Ranhao was about to draw his gun, the four black men had already dispersed and surrounded them. If they disagreed, they would shoot.
"Young man, don't be impulsive." The black man was very proud, thinking that the overall situation was under control, and stared at the old man, "Go and prepare a sumptuous dinner for the brothers."
The old man reached out to pick up the gun, but a younger brother had already taken the lead and rushed to his side. He swung the butt of the gun and hit him on the head. The old man was immediately knocked over and his face was covered with blood.
"Don't hit my grandpa." The little boy angrily threw himself at his younger brother and was kicked over. He was in so much pain that he couldn't get up.
"You two go find some food." After the black man ordered his younger brother, he walked towards Tang Zheng, stared at the black-painted mg3, and swallowed, "Good equipment, it is a weapon for killing zombies."
The black man reached out to touch the gun, but froze in the next second. A Desert Eagle was pressed against his head. With Tang Zheng's hand speed, the boys around him had no time to shoot to stop him.
"Brother, don't be impulsive." The black man was afraid.
"It's not just about killing zombies, killing people is also good." Tang Zheng sneered and calmed the scene.
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