Song Shijie rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the tourism agency and finally found the plastic bag, but while he was collecting it, he heard obvious footsteps behind him.

Looking back vigilantly, he was a gentle man wearing glasses. In addition to his pale face, he felt very kind. He didn't look as annoying as Zhang Zimin, and he was not strong. He was also very polite and did not approach immediately.

This made Song Shijie relax a little, and tried to get up and ask, "Are you a team or a lone walker?"

The Cobra looked lost and answered the question irrelevantly: "There was a team before, but they... drove me away."

Song Shijie frowned and became alert. There must be a reason why this person was driven away by the team. Such people must not be trusted.

Song Shijie took the knife on his hand vigilantly and said, "You go quickly, there is nothing you want here."

The cobra then shook his hand as usual, and hurriedly said, "Don't be nervous. I have been observing the pile of things here for a long time. I was about to come and get it, but you were already there. I don't want it all, just give me a generation of cookies and a bottle of Coke."

Originally, it would be fine to give a generation of cookies, but now there are such things everywhere. If you are willing to take some risks, you can get a lot of them in the cars on the street.

However, seeing that the other party is very gentle with glasses, she is very cowardly and timid after analyzing it. She also saw that there was a very suitable slasher on her waist that was very suitable for the doomsday. Song Shijie thought a little differently.

"Really, I only have a bottle of Coke and a bag of cookies, and I won't bother you again." Cobra said.

Song Shijie didn't say anything, and started to walk out with something trying.

The Cobra hurriedly stepped back with a nervous look.

Seeing this action, Song Shijie looked at the knife on his waist again and smiled and said, "Why are you so worried about? I won't steal you."

"I... are timid, I have been snatched by someone, and I have been snatched up at the gathering points." Cobra said.

"Why are you so useless, you?"

Song Shijie frowned a little. He saw that he was bullied and trustworthy before, and he had the idea of ​​taking him away to form a team, but now he found that this person was definitely useless, and would drag him down and waste food.

In the end, Song Shijie was a little bullying tone, "Glasses, I can give you a bottle of coke for a generation of biscuits, but give me the hijab around your waist first?"

"OK."

Without thinking about it, the Cobra took off his waist knife and threw it at Song Shijie's feet.

Song Shijie couldn't help but be stunned. He saw that he was so stupid and so easy to bully...

Song Shijie picked up the knife and took a look, and said, "There is already a gap in the blade, and it was ruined by you. Food is now a super strategic material. This knife is not worth so much. A generation of biscuits, just like that, there can be no more."

After saying that, he detained Coke and threw a generation of cookies over.

The Cobra bent down calmly and picked up the biscuits, opened them and ate a piece, closed their eyes and calmed down.

Hou Moran said: "It's rare that I took too much medicine, and suddenly I had a bad brain... I can grab something, can I not trade it normally once?"

"You say it again!"

Song Shijie didn't know what he was talking about, and he walked into two steps with a knife in a bluffing manner.

But I didn't expect that the cobra no longer retreated timidly, but also flashed forward like a phantom.

Song Shijie's expression changed drastically and he slashed out with a sharp knife.

It was too late, and the Cobra seemed to know Song Shijie's path and calculate it well. He avoided Song Shijie's sword and continued to advance. An inconspicuous short sword had already pierced Song Shijie's heart.

After observing Song Shijie's horrified eyes, Cobra said, "Why do you think I only have a knife? With people like you everywhere, why don't you think about how a man with glasses with poor eyesight can survive to this day?"

"I originally wanted to 'organize' you and wanted to take you there to build a home, but you couldn't even trust the boss. If you can't be the boss and you can't be a good brother, it's strange that you can live to this day."

In this final remark, Song Shijie would not respond, and twitched for a few seconds before falling to the ground.

Carrying Song Shijie's big mountaineering bag, the cobra turned around and left, not even looking at the food left by Chen Xiaoya in the plastic bag.

That's unlucky, they used to be the attributes of bait.

People who know how to eat bait must have the attributes of fish.

The cobra did not destroy these foods, so leave them to others.

As for whether the person who picks up these foods in the future is a fish, it depends on his mentality and ability. Because even fishes still have fish at the top of the food chain, and fishermen may not be lucky after hanging them up.

I don’t know if I have taken too much medicine. When I thought of this, Cobra stopped and turned around again, looking at the corpse of Song Shijie, who had not yet transformed into a corpse, said: "If you don’t have enough IQ and ability, you must be kind enough and let me feel it. It will definitely cost me to figure out your position. I believe you can’t even do zombies well. You will make a bet. After the transformed corpse, you will not live next summer and you will be slaughtered by humans like you. Not everyone likes to keep zombies like me."

After saying that, after walking a few steps with a large mountaineering bag on his back, the Cobra always felt something was wrong, as if he was being stared at it?

I can't even tell whether it's a sense of threat!

The cobra did not try to observe because it belonged to the same egg.

At the same time, the Cobra did not return to the temporary residence and walked slowly towards different directions.

At some point, there was movement in a farther place on the other side of the street. Cobra analysis: It is very likely that it was the movement created by Zhang Zimin's follower Chen Xiaoya.

This is the only opportunity!

So the cobra didn't even think about it, and with intuition, he ran away like a cheetah on his back and disappeared into the messy ruins.

"Hey, sister, have your glasses disappeared?"

A little boy carrying a telescope on the rooftop murmured.

The woman in a semi-sleeping windbreaker suddenly opened her eyes, and after hesitating, Shaoqing had to say, "You are going to be a waste again..."

"Sister, don't blame me. I'm still young, so it's normal for me to be distracted. Because that 'he' appears and there is movement on the other side, when I go to observe, the glasses suddenly disappear." The little boy said.

"Where is the backpacker man?"

The woman in the windbreaker said.

"He was killed by glasses."

The little boy was unwilling to say that, but in fact the form was getting closer and closer to the danger that the elder sister said. This is the human danger she had always talked about.

"oh……"

When the woman in the windbreaker heard this, she became interested and thought to herself, "That's great, I'll kill the glasses and avenge the man in the backpack."

The little boy said with some concern: "Sister, don't do this."

The woman in the windbreaker interrupted lightly, "I don't want to do this, but glasses must die. He has a terrible personality and terrible ability. Remember, glasses are not 'him', glasses are like me, and they are already half a monster. Monsters must die!"

...

The words are divided into two ends.

Zhang Zimin took Chen Xiaoya to a city village that had not yet been renovated.

This is a brick-concrete building, but it is relatively not high. The disadvantage of this type of place is that the distance between the buildings is too crowded and too close, and all the insides are equal to narrow alleys.

Compared with the later super-high-rise buildings, the floor area ratio of such places is actually not large, but the depth seems too small due to planning reasons, which makes it difficult to detour when there are zombies everywhere.

Except for Chen Xiaoya, most survivors are not interested in getting close to such areas.

The reason why Zhang Zimin and the others tried to enter was because they saw traces of men and women before.

They killed many zombies nearby with an orderly teamwork and then went back with their supplies. Obviously: their gathering point was in this urban village called "Baitadui".

Find survivors, distribute leaflets to let them know the existence of the government, let them know the existence of order, let them know the threat from the dark night, and avoid danger through some precautions, and let them know some "dangerous people" who were blacklisted by the government to be wary of them.

These are the next grassroots work designed by Zhang Zimin, and will also be Chen Xiaoya's visit in the future.

In fact, there were internal oppositions in the early stages of the decision to carry out this work. Tang Li, including him or her, advocated to find someone and understand the situation (test), and then let him or her join the postal area.

But in the end, Zhang Zimin's opinion still prevailed and decided to take: voluntarily join or not, and choose two-way inspections in both directions. However, they must help when they need it, and visit, communicate, contact and inspect when they are not needed to improve their chances of survival.

Compared to rushing to achieve such natural things, Zhang Zimin believes that it will be more effective.

The most important job is to understand each other and share information with each other to establish a preliminary credit list. Those who like to dig their own graves in the end.
Chapter completed!