Chapter 113

Angry deskmate

Fang Xin jumped out of the car holding a submachine gun and wearing an explosion-proof helmet.

Wearing thick-soled leather shoes, he strode forward, holding the charge in both hands, and skillfully pushed into automatic mode.

He stood upright, his eyes expressionless, and decisively pulled the trigger, aiming the gun at the checkpoint and shooting wildly.

“Bang, bang, bang…”

Gunshots rang out, catching everyone off guard. There were about a dozen people in the level, all of whom were shot in the head and had to hide in panic.

At this time, Grandpa Li flashed out from the rear of the car, picked up a large spray gun, and attacked the people who were dodging.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

Those who failed to dodge in time would have blood mist bursting out of their chests, and the spray would directly explode their chests and pierce their lungs.

Grandpa Li moved sideways while constantly pulling the trigger.

"You're collecting tolls, old man. I'm going to tear down your stall today."

Don't be fooled by the way these people usually shout and yell. When they really start fighting, they are more afraid of death than anyone else.

At this moment, the survivors nearby were shocked and fled in panic.

The two men's powerful firepower completely destroyed each other.

There were only three people left who were still breathing and they didn't dare to show their heads at all.

Fang Xin and Grandpa Li, holding their guns, strode towards the interior of the checkpoint.

Fang Xin stepped on the broken garbage, making a crunching sound.

To the three people, it was like the arrival of death. Their hearts were instantly crushed. One of the thin men squatted behind a trash can, gasping for breath. His chest heaving violently. He covered his stomach which was bleeding. His coat was soaked with blood.

He was scared and he didn't want to die.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer, his breathing became heavier.

His throat rolled unconsciously, and he shouted out bravely, "I surrender."

He stood up from behind the trash can, threw away the pistol in his hand, and raised his hands.

"I surrender, please spare my life." He was trembling all over, his eyes tense as he looked at the two people approaching him.

The other two people hiding in the checkpoint also stood up upon hearing the sound, and raised their hands tremblingly.

Fang Xin heard the voice and said calmly, "Can we go through now?"

The thin man immediately replied, "Yes, yes, yes."

Fang Xin looked at the man in front of her and felt as if she had seen him somewhere before. She stared at the man in front of her. His face was dark, his cheeks were sunken, and he was completely thin. Her original appearance could not be seen, but the scar on his forehead made her feel familiar.

When she was in junior high school, his deskmate also had a scar like this on his head. It was caused by a beating from his drunken father, and he had three stitches in the hospital.

Her desk mate had a bad temper and would often throw his used things at her like garbage.

"Here you go, this pencil is so hard to use."

"I'll give you this notebook too. It's so annoying. This broken notebook is of really bad quality." After saying that, he threw it to her in annoyance.

So she used it carefully, fearing that he would see her not using the things he gave her and beat her up.

This tense mood continued until I graduated from junior high school.

I haven't seen him since.

I heard that his father didn't let him continue his studies and asked him to go out to work and earn money to support the family.

She was somewhat relieved for this, finally she didn't have to endure his temper.

Later, when I grew up and entered the society, I realized that all the complaints, poor quality and bad temper were just to take care of her because she was poor.

I didn't expect to meet him here.

Fang Xin regained his thoughts and asked, "What's your name?"

The thin man looked up in confusion, his voice trembling, "My name is Sun Ziyao."

Fang Xin understood that it was indeed him. She pointed the gun downward and said softly, "I won't kill you."

"Really, really."

Upon hearing this, Fang Xin turned around and walked towards the car.

Grandpa Li still stood there with his gun pointed at the three people, on guard. He waited until Fang Xin started the car and passed the checkpoint before jumping onto the rear container. However, he still held the gun and remained alert to avoid being shot.

The luxury RV behind wanted to help, but they had no chance to show their skills. When Fang Xin started the car, they followed the truck and passed the checkpoint smoothly.

The survivors who wanted to sneak through were stopped by the thin man, who lowered the railings of the checkpoint to block many of the survivors.

Some of the survivors were still dissatisfied and shouted, "Why can they survive but I can't?"

The checkpoint officer raised his pistol to the opponent's forehead and asked, "What do you think?"

The thin man stared at the direction where the truck was getting farther and farther away, his eyes full of confusion. Why did she ask his name? Why did her attitude suddenly change? Although the change was very subtle, he, who had been struggling for many years and had seen everyone's faces, still noticed it keenly.

Fang Xin's car entered City B smoothly.

There are many sanitation workers on the streets of City B, cleaning up the thick mud and abandoned vehicles on the road and improving the sanitary environment. They avoid approaching cars.

From a distance, we can see a large number of machines and workers working in an orderly manner.

They should be building a huge base.

There were also a lot of construction vehicles constantly passing by on the road, seemingly in a hurry.

Everyone is busy.

This is the only different city that Fang Xin has visited along the way.

The car quickly drove out of the busy and vibrant city B.

Fang Xin turned the steering wheel to find a place to stay for the night. He would take a rest tonight and get enough rest before heading to City A tomorrow morning.

I don’t know what City A will look like.

The roads here are much wider, so you don't have to take a detour even if there are a lot of abandoned vehicles on the road.

Fang Xin turned the steering wheel to avoid the abandoned cars blocking the road, even if he bumped into some of them it didn't matter.

At this time, the anti-collision railing plays a very good protective role.

If you really can't get around it, it doesn't matter if it's completely blocked.

Just knock it open and drive past.

The car was very heavy and had a crash barrier, so it easily knocked aside the cars blocking the road.

Finally, after driving for a while, we saw a service area ahead. The terrain there was higher and there was not much water on the road.

Fang Xin turned the car into the service area, and the RV behind him also turned in and stopped behind Fang Xin's car.

There were many scrapped cars in the service area. They had been frozen and scrapped after three years of extreme cold, but Fang Xin still saw two cars that were different.

There must be some survivors who came here to rest.

Anyone who can drive a car at this time can be said to be quite strong.

People in both cars got out and moved around.

Guo Yuan walked up to talk to Grandpa Li, and saw Fang Xin nodded politely.

Although Guo Yuan had never met Fang Xin, he could feel that Fang Xin had a cold personality and was unwilling to talk to others. However, he did not care, as capable people usually had a bad temper.

"Brother, your daughter's driving skills are incredible," Guo Yuan said with a thumbs up.

"That's right. Don't you see whose family it belongs to? It belongs to me." Grandpa Li responded with a smile.