Military Marriage: Apocalypse Big Shot Marries Soldier King, Stronger Together

Apocalyptic big shot Jiang Yan died in a zombie tide. She transmigrated with her spatial ability and system to the parallel 1970s, becoming a pitiful young girl constantly manipulated by her biolog...

Chapter 768 The 29th Victim

An old lady in her sixties or seventies, who looks old and weak, and even walks unsteadily, who would be on guard against her?

During this trip, Wu Dayong found out a lot of information. He knew that the whole county was looking for him. There were checkpoints everywhere, and there were people on duty at the train station and bus station. It would be extremely difficult for him to escape.

He cursed inwardly and walked away tremblingly. In addition to eating, the main purpose today was to gather information.

This matter cannot be concealed at all. The common people all know that the authorities are catching the fugitive, and people are talking about it on the streets.

"I heard that he was responsible for more than 20 deaths and even dared to kill people who were investigating the case."

"I heard about it, too. Fortunately, that person was lucky enough to survive."

old lady……

A sinister look flashed across Wu Dayong's face, he was not dead!

He has never left any of his men alive!

What a bad luck! If it weren't for him, I would have run into the woods long ago. Why would I have to hide here and there like a rat that cannot stand the light?

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got, and I couldn't suppress the anger anymore.

Wu Dayong walked very quickly and went to the state-owned restaurant to eat first.

The control is not so strict now. You can eat without food coupons, but the price is a little higher.

Wu Dayong was still dressed as an old lady at this time, and the waiter didn't make it difficult for him. He paid the money and asked the kitchen to prepare it.

After a while, the noodles are ready.

Wu Dayong took the noodles back to his seat and started eating.

He has certain anti-detection capabilities. Even though he was eating noodles, his eyes were not idle. He would scan the situation inside the restaurant from time to time, especially at the door. He would always take a few more glances to make sure that the environment he was in was safe.

Coincidentally, two police officers pushed the door and walked in. They were wearing white uniforms, which were very conspicuous. Wu Dayong saw them at a glance.

He lowered his head, ate the noodles in small sips, and withdrew his gaze, but his ears remained perked up.

The two of them bought ready-made buns to eat, not for anything else but for the speed and convenience.

Seeing the two people eating the buns with big mouthfuls, Wu Dayong's tense nerves relaxed a little. It seemed that the two people came here to eat.

The buns were quickly eaten. The two had been hungry for most of the day and were really hungry.

"Colleague, can you get us some hot water?"

Eating just the buns was too choking, so they took their bowls and tried to get some hot water to drink.

"Okay, wait a minute."

It is said that the attitude of waiters is bad these days, but it depends on the situation. When facing ordinary people, they do have a bad temper and find it troublesome, but when facing the powerful, the rich, and public officials, they have a good temper.

After pouring the hot water, the waiter personally handed it out, "Comrade, be careful of the burns."

"Okay, thank you."

The two drank the water, put on their hats and left.

Wu Dayong relaxed completely and ate much faster.

After finishing a bowl of noodles, Wu Dayong took out a noodle bag from his pocket, walked to the window, and handed it to the waiter. "Girl, pack twenty buns for me. I'll take them home so I don't have to cook."

“Still no food coupons?”

"No." Wu Dayong whispered, "I'm old and can't remember things, so I forgot to bring it. I have money, so it's okay if it's a little more expensive."

After saying that, he took out a handful of banknotes, counted out six dollars and handed them to the waiter.

"I want meat."

The waiter took the money and packed twenty meat buns for him.

Wu Dayong swallowed his saliva and felt the food was too salty.

There was too much sauce in the noodles.

"Girl, can you pour me a glass of water? I'm thirsty." Wu Dayong felt that his request was not excessive at all. He bought so many things, so what's wrong with giving him a bowl of water?

What’s more, didn’t those two men in uniform just now also ask for water?

"Drink water? Where can I get water for you? Our kitchen will need it later. Let's go quickly and drink it at home!" The waiter threw the bag of noodles at him and it almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Wu Dayong grabbed the bag.

"What are you looking at? Get out of the way and don't block my work."

The waiter rolled his eyes, not noticing that the man's face was slightly twisted and his eyes seemed to be filled with poison.

What he hated most in his life was being looked down upon by others.

Not long after he was born, his father died. The children in the village laughed at him for having no father and bullied him.

When he was eight years old, his mother remarried and didn't want him anymore, so he lived with his grandparents, who laughed at him for not having a mother.

Wu Dayong was born smaller and thinner than his peers, and because of his feminine appearance, he had heard countless nasty things in the village.

When he was fifteen or sixteen years old, his grandparents passed away one after another, and he became a completely alone person.

Without worries, there are no concerns.

Those who wanted to bully him and those who had bullied him were all retaliated by him.

He is not tall, but he is very strong. Although he looks like a girl, he is very ruthless when he gets angry. After fighting many times, he has also developed a set of skills.

Thanks to his excellent physical fitness, Wu Dayong served as a soldier for two years, and that's how he acquired his anti-reconnaissance skills.

After retiring from the army, Wu Dayong returned to the village and became even more dangerous. He was invincible in the village and became more and more violent and aggressive.

The reason why he left his hometown was because he got into trouble in his hometown and accidentally killed someone, so he started his life on the run.

Some people are born bad, but isn't Wu Dayong also forced to this point by the secular world?

During his escape, he committed crimes repeatedly and became more and more ruthless, eventually causing a disaster and taking the lives of more than 20 people.

Most of these people died because of conflicts of interest or verbal disputes with him.

Now, the waiter's contemptuous eyes, differential treatment, and unfriendly tone have all become the key to releasing the ferocious beast in Wu Dayong's heart.

Wu Dayong turned and left, but a thought came to his mind: she was dead.

The next day, Xiao Jia, a waiter at the state-owned restaurant, was found dead in an alley.

The relevant departments arrived at the scene quickly and cordoned off the area for evidence collection.

When she died, her eyes were wide open and terrified, as if she had seen something terrible. The deceased's neck was purple, her larynx was broken, and her money, food coupons, and a watch were missing, but they were not violated...

It was temporarily classified as a sudden case, a murder for money. It happened to be a salary payment that day, and Xiao Jia's salary was 32.80 yuan.

When Li Jiangshui came to see Bao Shengli in the evening, he told him about this matter.

"There were no witnesses around, and everything was normal. Zhou Wei and his team checked twice and found nothing unusual."

Zhou Wei is from the county bureau and knows them all.

Jiang Yan instinctively felt that it was the man named Wu Dayong who took action, and the waiter Xiao Jia was the 29th victim.

"We are all so busy. Please get better soon so that you can help me share the burden. I am almost dying of exhaustion."

Bao Zhiguo was able to sit up now. A hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes. What was the point of getting better? He couldn't work anymore.