Chapter 375 Something is wrong with Xiaoliu

for a long time.

His knees gave way.

He knelt on the ground with a plop.

The machete in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

"Dad, I avenged you..." Xiaolu murmured to himself, his voice choked with sobs.

In the setting sun, his figure was stretched out.

Immersed in the bloody afterglow along with Li Fugui's gradually cooling body.

"Leader, I'm sorry."

Xiaolu's lips trembled slightly, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a few words: "I was too impulsive just now and scared your friend."

"It's just a small scene, it's okay." Su Qian winked playfully.

She walked forward and half-knelt beside the deer, reaching out to pat his blood-stained shoulder. "If I were in his place, I would have been even more ruthless against a traitor like him. You did the right thing."

Lu Yao crossed his arms and withdrew his gaze from Li Fugui's body.

It fell on the survivors not far away.

After the zombie siege, only seven or eight people were left out of the original dozen or so survivors.

They were pale and frightened. They sat on the ground, gasping for breath, huddled together, with fear still in their eyes.

“What to do with these people?”

Lu Yao looked at Su Qian and asked.

Su Qian slowly stood up and swept his eyes over the survivors.

After meeting Su Qian's eyes and witnessing the decisive killing of these people, several survivors looked terrified and shrank back unconsciously.

"Don't...don't kill us."

"We really don't have a close relationship with Boss Qian and Li Fugui, and we don't know the secrets of the organization behind them."

"Yeah, yeah, we were tricked here by Boss Qian with two steamed buns. We've only known him for two days, so we're not really familiar with him."

In this world.

Most people's only wish is to fill their stomachs and survive.

This is also the reason why Boss Qian can buy their lives with just two steamed buns.

"Do you want to live?"

Su Qian glanced at the survivors with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.

When the survivors heard this, their eyes lit up instantly and they nodded vigorously, "We want to live, we want to live so badly."

"Yes, yes, as long as we can survive, we are willing to work like slaves."

"Can."

Su Qian raised the corner of her mouth slightly, "Help me do something. After you succeed, I will not only let you survive, but also fill your stomachs. You won't have to go hungry in the future."

"What's the matter, girl? Just tell us and we will do it!" the older survivor said quickly.

There was a hint of flattery in his voice.

"I want you to drive out all the survivors in Xuancheng within three days. And spread the word that there is a rescue station dozens of miles away from Xuancheng that can provide sufficient food and safe shelter." Su Qian said word by word.

If you want to blow up Xuancheng, you must expel the survivors inside.

Su Qian knew that relying on just a few people was far from enough.

So these two days.

Su Qian and Jiang Xiaoyu built a temporary rescue station dozens of miles away from Xuancheng.

Upon hearing this, several survivors looked embarrassed.

One of the young survivors stammered, "Girl, this... this might be a little difficult. There are so many survivors in Xuancheng, and there's no way we can drive them all away."

"You just need to spread the word that the aid station has enough food, water, and medicine, and naturally many people will be willing to go there."

Xuancheng is a den of zombies, and there are not many survivors.

Want to drive them out.

It's not difficult.

"good!"

The older survivor gritted his teeth, a determined look on his face. "Girl, we'll do our best."

"But...you won't lie to us, right?"

Another survivor hesitated. "With so many of us, do you really have enough food and water to ensure our survival?"

This is also a concern for other survivors.

"Isn't the braised pork and rice just now the best proof?"

Su Qian raised her chin slightly, "Don't worry about that, just help me get things done."

After hearing Su Qian's words, several survivors looked at each other.

There was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"Girl, we believe you." The older survivor spoke first.

"Yes, just because you gave us a full meal just now and your friend rescued us from the zombie pile, we will remember this kindness. We will definitely get things done."

Another survivor also said quickly.

Afterwards, Jiang Xiaoyu distributed self-defense weapons to them, as well as the food and water they would need for the next few days.

After getting these things.

The few survivors still felt a little unreal and showed expressions of gratitude.

"Uncle, this is really food, and there is so much of it."

After the survivors walked away, a young man looked at the food in his hand and became emotional.

“What a clean water source.”

Tears welled up in the eyes of the middle-aged man being called Uncle. "If we had been able to find such a clean water source back then, your aunt wouldn't have nearly died of thirst and poisoned by drinking contaminated water."

In this world.

Both food and water are too precious.

The night gradually darkened.

"Aren't you afraid that they will change their minds after taking the food and just run away?" Lu Yao looked at the direction the survivors left, turned to look at Su Qian and asked.

"They won't."

Su Qian shook her head slightly, "Because they want to survive more than anyone else!"

"In this apocalyptic world, food and water are certainly important, but what they really want is a safe place to stay and long-term security."

"Let's go, let's go to Xuancheng too."

Su Qian glanced at the dark sky and said, "The sky of this apocalypse is about to brighten."

Two cars sped along the dim road.

The roar of the engine was particularly loud in the silent night.

Back seat of the car.

Xiaoliu didn't chatter as usual, but stared out the window in a rare silence, with a string of garbled characters seeming to dance in his light blue pupils.

Little Bai Ze flapped his little wings.

Flying around in the small carriage.

"Xiao Liu, what's wrong with you?"

Su Qian noticed Xiaoliu's strangeness and said, "Something has been wrong with you since the bombardment of the building."

According to Xiaoliu's usual temperament, after the building collapsed and attracted zombies, he would definitely rush forward excitedly, but he was abnormally quiet.

Xiaoliu slowly turned his head, a little stiffer than usual.

Looking at Su Qian driving, his lips moved but no sound came out.

After a while.

He whispered, "Sister, I missed the target with my first shot."

Xiaoliu bit his lip, still looking a little depressed.

This shouldn't have been in his program.

"That's it?"

Su Qian thought it was no big deal.

She smiled and consoled him, "It's okay if it tilted. Didn't it collapse the building in the end?"

"And that was just a small mistake. Who can guarantee that everything will go perfectly well every time? Xiaoliu, you did a great job. That shot really helped us a lot."