The more Yu Xifeng thought about it, the angrier he got: "That grandson did it on purpose. Such a wide road makes him stand out."
When the two cars passed each other, Yu Xifeng saw the person in the driver's seat.
He was a very young man wearing sunglasses and whistling.
Zhang Qiu looked in the direction of the RV with a unhappy expression.
But Yu Xifeng was already furious, so Zhang Qiu couldn't get any more angry and could only pat Yu Xifeng's shoulder to comfort him.
Yu Xifeng was still in shock: "What is he showing off? The specifications of that car are not as good as mine. It's just a showpiece."
Yu Xifeng modified this car a lot and even painted it himself. At first glance, it looks a bit unsightly.
But the configuration of various hardware is truly top-notch, far beyond what that young man’s RV can compare to.
"You are right. What you just did was also right. It is not worth risking your life for that person."
Yu Xifeng gritted his teeth: "I should have hit him to death."
Yu Xifeng took a deep breath, stopped driving, and went to the second floor.
Standing on the roof of the second floor, you can already see the crowds of people in the distance.
They are survivors who have gathered from various places to the northern base.
All of them were in tattered clothes and hungry, and they followed the convoy in front.
Yu Xifeng could imagine the looks in their eyes.
Glowing green, like a wolf.
In her previous life, she was also one of these people.
When his rationality returned, Yu Xifeng felt heavy in his heart.
“Zhang Qiu, we should be very close to the northern base.
There are two options. One is to drive the RV through a special passage into the northern base. The second option is that I will park the RV in a safe place and we will go in with the refugees. "
Zhang Qiu said: "I will listen to you."
Yu Xifeng nodded without further explanation: "Then pack it up. It's the same emergency kit we used to have in the underground shelter."
Zhang Qiu really did as Yu Xifeng said and streamlined all the luggage.
The two of them had so much stuff on the RV as they walked along.
Comfortable bedding, a variety of food, sufficient water, cleaning supplies...
From Zhang Qiu's perspective, once these things are given up, they may never be returned.
Zhang Qiu still carried out Yu Xifeng's words without any discount.
Apart from the emergency kit, there was only enough compressed biscuits and water for three days in the bag.
Then Yu Xifeng gave him a very dirty makeup.
Zhang Qiu's face had never been covered with so much stuff before, it was almost impossible for him to open his eyes.
As time goes by, the makeup will only become more and more faded and dirty, and the closer you get to the ideal effect.
Yu Xifeng patted his face and said, "You'll get used to it. Don't wash your face these few days. Put on your coat. It may be a little small, but make do with it."
The coat had been through the pond mud and was smelly and dirty.
Zhang Qiu's expression changed several times.
Yu Xifeng thought for a moment and said, "It's ok to wait until the clothes are dry before wearing them."
Zhang Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.
Yu Xifeng himself was not much better, and almost copied the same makeup as Zhang Qiu.
It’s also a stinking coat.
But her hair was much longer than Zhang Qiu's, and it was soft, shiny and smooth, very eye-catching.
Yu Xifeng originally planned to make a ball of mud.
She hesitated in front of the mirror for a long time, but couldn't bring herself to do it, so she asked Zhang Qiu to cut her hair.
With short hair and a gray headscarf, it looks pretty good.
Two people each with a backpack.
The RV stopped at a deserted place. Zhang Qiu got off first and Yu Xifeng drove away.
This time it took a lot of effort, and some people on the road had already noticed Yu Xifeng's RV and wanted to get closer.
Yu Xifeng took some time to get rid of these people.
The walk back took some time.
When the two met again, Yu Xifeng looked Zhang Qiu from head to toe and stomped hard on Zhang Qiu's shoes.
Zhang Qiu loves cleanliness so much that he washes everything that can be washed almost every time he goes to a place with water.
The little white shoes are clean and eye-catching.
Zhang Qiu stood there and sighed: "Where are your shoes? Should I step on them for you?"
Yu Xifeng bent down, grabbed a handful of dirt and smeared it on his shoes: "I can do it myself."
Zhang Qiu: "..."
So you have to step on his shoes, right?
"Did you just see a motorhome passing by with a spare tire painted white?" someone asked.
Yu Xifeng and Zhang Qiu looked at each other and shook their heads.
The further we went, the closer we became to the group of survivors.
Both of them had sweat on their foreheads and their faces were even dirtier.
Yuxi's style of makeup is so well done that if you don't look carefully, you can't see any clues.
As soon as the convoy in front stopped, the survivors stopped as well.
Those who had food drank some, and those who had water drank some water. Everyone looked at the convoy ahead with longing in their eyes.
Yu Xifeng saw the young man’s car in the convoy.
Want to kill someone.
Yu Xifeng raised his head and took a sip of water, then handed the rest to Zhang Qiu.
"Please be kind. I haven't eaten for many days. Please give me something to eat. I'm not picky. Anything is fine."
The car window rolled down, revealing a pitiful face.
This was a kind person and she actually handed over a pack of cookies.
The survivors swarmed in and surrounded the car.
"Give me something to eat, please, just one bite."
"I didn't get anything to eat and I had a two-year-old at home."
"And I, I—"
The packet of biscuits was quickly divided up.
More and more people are crowding into this car.
Someone was kneeling on the ground to pick up the biscuit crumbs, and those who came later stepped on his body to squeeze forward.
Their faces were pressed against the car, their mouths still opening and closing.
The kind person was frightened, and her mother rebuked her for her recklessness: "Drive quickly!"
The car started, but the people in front were still reluctant to leave.
The mother covered her daughter's eyes and said in a cold voice: "Open! Get out of here!"
Someone was caught under the wheels, and the RV finally left the group of crazy survivors.
This kind of conversation happens in almost every RV.
From request to pleading, the voice became louder and sharper.
"I can't walk anymore. This is my child, kind man. Please help take him to the base. He is a boy and can do anything for you."
"Please, give me something to eat."
In some cars, armed bodyguards came out to drive people away.
"Please give me a chance to live—"
"You dare to block my way, are you looking for death?" The young man opened the car door, and it was the one who had Bie Yuxi's windmill.
He kicked the person who was rushing towards him a few meters away.
He then pulled out a gun and shot several people.
"Let's see who dares to come over."
Blood bloomed, and the young man laughed loudly.
Yu Xifeng watched coldly, with no expression on his face. Only when his eyes fell on the young man did a trace of anger emerge in his eyes.
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