Ning Qing arrived at the gate again.

When the man with wheat-colored skin saw Ning Qing approaching, he immediately stood up straight and gave her a bright smile.

"Boss."

Ning Qingchao nodded.

"Um".

Looking at the formation he had set up on the ground, he saw that it was surrounded by a fence made of dead wood.

Ning Qing was quite surprised and turned her head to look at the wheat-skinned man beside her.

The man received a question in Ning Qing's eyes.

"Here's what happened. You said we shouldn't touch anything scattered on the ground, so a few of us discussed it and picked up some dry branches to make a fence around it."

Ning Qing nodded. "Well done."

The man with wheat-colored skin was overjoyed to receive a compliment from Ning Qing.

It's even more exciting than winning the lottery.

Ning Qing is now undoubtedly a hero and idol in their hearts.

He touched his head somewhat embarrassedly and gave a sheepish smile.

But I was incredibly excited and yelled with excitement.

Ning Qing took out several ropes from her spatial storage and handed them to the wheat-skinned man beside her.

Under the questioning gaze of the other party.

He began to explain.

"I'll break the formation in a bit. You can tie up the people inside. They're armed, so don't be careless."

The man with wheat-colored skin nodded repeatedly in agreement after listening.

He held the rope out in his hand, ready to take his position.

Seeing his tense and serious expression, Ning Qing raised her hand and patted his shoulder.

"There's no need to be too nervous. After several days without food or water, they won't be able to cause any major trouble."

The man with wheat-colored skin nodded repeatedly.

"I'm not nervous, I'm just on guard against them pulling out guns."

Ning Qing didn't say anything more and immediately deactivated the formation.

After Ning Qing picked up the small items on the ground one by one in order and location.

He instantly revealed his true colors.

Several men from Country K lay helplessly on the ground.

Their eyes were vacant, their pupils dilated and unfocused.

A little unidentified liquid dribbled from the corner of his mouth, and he grinned foolishly.

The clothes were filthy.

Upon seeing the people appear, the wheat-skinned man immediately grabbed a rope and went over to tie them up one by one.

Once Ning Qing saw that the men were tied up, she ordered the man with the wheat-colored skin to confiscate all the guns from their bodies.

Upon hearing this, the wheat-skinned man chuckled. Back then, they had been so arrogant in injuring his brothers because they relied on their advanced firearms and superpowers.

Upon receiving Ning Qing's order, he immediately began to carry it out. He loved this mission so much!

He immediately crouched down and searched them thoroughly, collecting quite a few valuable items.

The man with wheat-colored skin put the items he had found into a large pot lid and handed it to Ning Qing.

Ning Qing glanced inside and noticed a small pistol.

I thought to myself, this little gadget is small and doesn't take up much space, so it's suitable to carry around. I can take it back for Xiaoyuer to use as a self-defense tool.

So, after choosing that small pistol...

Let the man with the wheat-colored skin take it back and divide it among the rest of them.

Ning Qing walked to the side of the tall, blond man and stretched out one of her long legs.

He kicked the other person.

He didn't react.

I kicked him again, and he was still grinning foolishly.

Ning Qing looked down at him with a disdainful glance.

"If you don't speak up now, you'll never have to speak again."

Upon hearing this, a fleeting change seemed to pass through the eyes of the blond man on the ground.

Ning Qing lost patience and ordered the wheat-skinned man to drag them outside to feed the zombies.

Upon hearing Ning Qing's words, a hint of disdain and hope flashed in the blond man's eyes.

As Ning Qing spoke, her eyes never left the blond man's face, and she naturally didn't miss any emotion in his eyes or expression.

Ning Qing licked her lips and smiled.

Interesting, it's not afraid of zombies.

Ning Qing was preparing to carry out the order when the wheat-skinned man was about to do so.

I called out to him.

“I’ve changed my mind. There’s no need for all that trouble. Let’s just bury him alive on the spot.”

Sure enough, the expression on the Jinhua man's face immediately froze.

His grin was extremely unnatural.

Upon hearing this, the man with the wheat-colored skin immediately went to find tools and started digging a hole on the spot.

Every shovel strike felt like a blow to the blond man's psychological defenses.

After the pit was dug, they dragged the people on the ground into it and covered it with soil.

The blond man finally lost his composure.

He opened his mouth and said in an extremely harsh, hoarse voice, "You can't treat us like this."

The tanned man chuckled upon hearing this, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "So you've been pretending to be stupid all along! You're quite the actor, aren't you? What? You can't keep up the act anymore now?"

The blond man ignored the tanned man's sarcastic remarks.

He knew that Ning Qing was the boss here, and that he had to go to him for negotiations.

He spoke to Ning Qing in broken ancient language, "If you let me go, I can give you an unexpected reward."

Ning Qing glanced at him. "Oh, then tell me what kind of reward would surprise me."

The blond man insisted, "Let me go first, and I'll pay you after I leave this place."

Ning Qing waved her hand gently, "Hurry up and bury it."

The wheat-skinned man who had been waiting for a long time received the young man's order.

Immediately pick up a large shovel and start shoveling soil to fill the hole.

After eating a few mouthfuls of sand, the blond man in the pit shouted anxiously, "I have a medicine that can change the smell of a person. It's a smell that zombies hate. They'll just stay far away from it and won't attack the person who smells it."

Ning Qing became interested after hearing this and called a halt to the people who were happily shoveling soil to fill the hole.

"How did you get this medicine?"

The blond man said, "These zombie viruses were actually developed by us."

The tanned man standing nearby exploded upon hearing this.

He spat at the man in the pit.

He yelled, "So this virus was researched by you heartless, despicable bastards?"

At that moment, the wheat-skinned man wished he could pounce on the man in the pit and tear him to pieces.

Ning Qingchao asked the blond man, "Where's the medicine?"

The blond man insisted on leading them to get the medicine himself, as he was the only one who knew the location where the medicine was hidden.

Ning Qing completely lost her patience.

He instructed the man with the wheat-colored skin to bury it quickly.