Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

Wang Ke?

The little nurse who was rescued from the hospital last time.

Wu Heng picked up the walkie-talkie and asked directly: "What's going on?"

"There's not enough oil in the generator. Sister Hong took her out to look for gasoline this morning. She told me that if she didn't come back by noon, she might have encountered some danger and asked me to come find you." The other person explained.

Gas stations will not be located near residential areas. At most, they can only get some gasoline from cars.

With Li Yahong running a repair shop, it shouldn't be difficult to pump oil from the fuel tank.

He had cleaned up all the zombies nearby, so there shouldn't be any danger anyway.

If I was just pumping gas nearby, I should be back in the morning.

"How many of them are there?" Wu Heng asked.

"Five, Sister Hong and the other four eldest brothers."

"Where did you get the oil? Do you know the location?"

"I only know that I went to the north. They said there was a place where the car crashed and there were more cars." Wang Ke continued.

If you go north, it's the way to Building Materials Street.

There were a lot of crashed cars along the road, so I probably went to search for some gasoline along the road.

He continued to hold the walkie-talkie and said, "Okay, I understand. Just go back and wait. I will go over and take a look."

"Oh, okay, thank you!"

After ending the walkie-talkie call, Wu Heng also began to wonder if Li Yahong and the others had encountered any danger.

The auto repair shop is close to the roadside, so even if you go north, it shouldn't take that long.

Besieged by zombies? Or maybe we encountered some other dangers.

Re-seal the organ jars, and the remaining two first-level corpse cores can only be used when they come back.

Continuous consumption of corpse core is also a burden on the body.

Moreover, Li Yahong and the others are indeed of great use to themselves. The number of their skeletons is increasing, and they still need them to provide weapons.

Giving them food in exchange for the iron spears they need is a very good way of mutual benefit.

As much as possible, do not put them in any danger.

After a brief tidying up, he greeted the skeleton team on the roof and started to go downstairs.

Let Xiaoxiao go north to find the opponent's target in advance, and lead the team directly out of the community and head north along the road.

…

Leading to Building Materials Street, there is a section where scrapped cars collided one after another.

The hands of Li Yahong and others were tied tightly, and they were sitting on the side of a scrapped car. There were several oil drums containing some gasoline beside them.

Not far away, there were four middle-aged men searching for supplies in a shop on the street.

Li Yahong looked at her companions on the side, communicating with each other about how to get out of trouble.

At this time, several men from a distance came back.

The leader was a tall man with a sinewy face, wearing a blue stab-proof suit, holding a kitchen knife in his hand and a pistol on his waist.

His eyes glanced at the tied people and stayed on Li Yahong for a few seconds.

Said: "Xiaodong Auto Repair, is Lao Li still alive? Or are you the only one who survived?"

"Yang Yitian, we are just passing by, this place is given to you, let us go!" Li Yahong stared at the other party coldly.

Li Yahong knew the person in front of him.

Yang Yitian, a well-known street gangster in the neighborhood, was often arrested and imprisoned for several days because of some things.

I didn't expect that such a person could survive and seemed to be doing well.

"Don't worry! We are all acquaintances. In this apocalyptic world, of course we have to reminisce about old times when we meet." Yang Yitian said, then looked at the oil drums beside him and asked, "You guys collect gasoline, what's the point? Find a place of refuge and plan to go there?”

No one answered him, and Li Yahong also glanced aside.

Bang~!

Yang Yitian felt a chill on his face, raised his foot and kicked the nearest person on the head with a bang.

His head fell back and hit the car door he was leaning against with a clang.

The loud noise startled everyone. They immediately looked around and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that no zombies were coming.

The person who was kicked groaned and lay on the ground.

"What did I ask, and what did you answer? Otherwise, don't blame me for not remembering our old friendship and feeding you all to zombies." Yang Yitian said coldly, and continued to ask: "What are you collecting gasoline for?"

"There is news about the survivor base." Li Yahong replied bravely.

"Oh? Where is it?" Yang Yitian and the others looked over.

Li Yahong said: "There is a rescue point set up south of the 'Shadow Chang Bridge'. As long as you escape there, there will be troops to protect the survivors."

"Are you serious?"

"Why did I lie to you? Let us go and we will go there together." Li Yahong glanced at him carefully and continued.

"Go over there? Haha, why should I go over there? His side is the army. How can I have a good life in the past?" Yang Yitian patted the pistol on his waist and said directly.

Unlike the timid survivors.

Yang Yitian is a very courageous person.

After gathering a few survivors nearby, they began to arrange for people to search for supplies outside.

Others may think this is the end of the world, but he thinks it is getting rid of the shackles.

With his own courage and ability, he might be able to do something.

Even if you are looking for a base, you are looking for someone with similar strength and a chance to have the final say. Wouldn't it be a recipe for death to go to the army?

"Sick!" Li Yahong cursed.

"Cao!" Yang Yitian cursed and continued: "Have you looted all the food and supplies here?"

The nearby shops were all ransacked.

Except for the moldy vegetables and meat in the refrigerator, no food was left.

Li Yahong looked at him, "Do you think we have this ability?"

"I didn't talk about the zombies here, but did you get the supplies here?"

"no."

"Then how do you know there are no zombies here to steal oil?" Yang Yitian continued to ask.

"How you got here is how we got here."

"Damn you!" Yang Yitian yelled angrily.

Anyone can see that this is nonsense.

"Brother Yang, what nonsense are you talking to her about? Brothers are all holding back. Let's get the things done first, and we'll talk about the rest when we go back." Several people behind them with kitchen knives began to urge.

His eyes kept looking at Li Yahong.

Yang Yitian smiled and said, "Okay, hold her down for me. I'll replace you when I'm done."

"Okay." Several people came forward, pulled Li Yahong up, and pressed her forward on the hood of the car.

The expressions of the other people at Xiaodong Auto Repair also changed.

He immediately planned to resist.

But his hands were tied, and his legs were numb from squatting for a long time just now.

He was knocked to the ground again by a flurry of punches and kicks.

"What are you going to do? Yang Yitian, you don't deserve to die..." Li Yahong struggled and cursed.

"My temper is still so bad. Today, my uncle will teach you what it means to be polite on behalf of your dead father." Yang Yitian laughed and began to untie his belt.

The other people who were beaten with bruises and swollen faces also cursed loudly, but there was nothing they could do.

Just when he took off his pants to his ankles and stretched his hands to the waist of the woman in front of him.

Suddenly there was the sound of dense footsteps in the distance.

Everyone looked back.

Then he saw several skeletons approaching the size of tigers, running straight from a distance.

Bones collided and rattled.

"Cao! Damn it."