Chapter 27 Granary

In the morning, when the first sunlight shone through the window, He Wen opened his eyes. His sleep was very shallow. As long as there was a sound, he could wake up immediately. This was a habit he had developed in the end of the world. If not, he might have become food in the zombie's mouth in his dream.

Ding Ding was still asleep. He Wen woke up in a different direction to block the dazzling sunlight while meditating.

He Wen now only wants to find food or guns, which is the capital to survive, and even if he goes to the gathering place of survivors in the original city, the two are indispensable.

He Wen turned his head and noticed a glance staring at him.

The owner of this look was Cheng Li, but He Wen just turned his head slightly and continued to meditate.

Cheng Li has been trying to think about what she is going to do so that He Wen can look at her. There is no other meaning. She just doesn't want He Wen to look at her. Even if she is a woman, she doesn't want to be a waste that will be abandoned by He Wen at any time.

She remembered what He Wen said last night, saying to those men, killing zombies!

Although it was a little difficult for a woman to kill zombies, this crazy idea could not be suppressed for a lifetime. Cheng Li was not scared by this idea, but wanted to do it more. She looked at He Wen and planned to ask He Wen for a weapon, a gun or a knife, as long as it was not empty-handed.

He Wen did not respond to Cheng Li's eyes. For him, he still has more important things to think about, such as looking for food and supplies.

The sun has hung high, and people have woken up. The box of milk is specially supplied for Dingding. No one dares to take it. Everyone else has finished their last meal and followed He Wen to prepare to find supplies.

He Wen patted the steering wheel and hasn't driven for several months. He remembered the pickup truck left in a village. He Wen arranged Cheng Li to sit in the back seat to take care of Dingding.

Because of the large number of people, He Wen had to find more means of transportation first. As for gasoline, Yang Wu had some savings before.

The vehicle roared, and He Wen's big gray cat and the big black dog last night also caught up. As soon as these two huge things appeared, they were shocked.

After He Wen declared that this was his pet, everyone was relieved, especially Scarface, which looked happy.

"For good, I reacted quickly and followed Brother Wen. Otherwise, I guess these two big guys can tear me apart." The scar face said in his heart.

Because of the appearance of the big gray cat and the big black dog, He Wen's strength and mystery in these people's hearts are even more unpredictable, and even some people secretly celebrate that they have not followed the wrong person.

The hot sun baked the earth like a huge oven, sweating everyone naked.

He Wen is fine. He wears a T-shirt, a pair of jeans, and a belt wrapped with a bone-picking knife. His big knife is wrapped horizontally in front of the front of the car. If he meets a zombie, he will be directly cut in half by a sharp knife.

This is a building, and the abandoned tall buildings are soaring to the sky, but they are empty.

He Wen intends to ask everyone to rest first. After all, the weather is really too hot. Although he doesn't care, Ding Ding can't do it, and there is not much water. Because on such a hot day, it is easy to dehydrate. He Wen did not strictly prohibit people to drink how much water to drink.

Everyone sat in an empty building and picked up abandoned books and newspapers to fan the wind.

Bum!

Dah...

A few sudden gunshots immediately shocked everyone, and then quickly got up, picked up the gun, crossbow and knife, ready to wait for He Wen to speak.

He Wen took a sip of water and continued to fan the hot Ding Ding, as if he hadn't heard a gunshot.

"Brother Wen..." Scarface is impatient. He was afraid that He Wen would not hear it and planned to remind him.

"I know. You just rest here. If you can't mind your own business, just don't do anything. If you can't do something, you can't do anything but to cause trouble for yourself." He Wen said it bluntly. He didn't want to do anything useless.

Scarface patted his head and said, "That's right. Brother Wen's head is still flexible."

"Let's have a rest. I'm exhausted just now. Brother Wen is sympathetic to you and rest more. We don't care about the rest. Use more strength when killing zombies later. Don't be like cowardice." Scar-faced said in a loud voice to everyone.

After listening to it, everyone didn't care so much. They found a cool place and sat and rested.

The gunfire was getting closer and closer, and He Wen frowned again. What he hated most was that there would be trouble that he had not been able to do anything.

"Get ready. If there is anything later, listen to me and do it. It's important to save your life. There is no need to fight for other people's troubles." He Wen said lightly.

But everyone thought wrongly. They thought that He Wen was taking care of them for their own good, and they were a little excited. Even Scarface also had a feeling of death for confidants. After all, this is the end of the world. Under the collapse of order, human life is not as valuable as rice.

However, if He Wen knew that these few words could make these people think like this, I guess he would have to say it dozens of times a day.

Sixty-seven cars that had been covered with zombie blood appeared in front of everyone, and the people in the car kept shooting at the back.

There are about a hundred zombies, chasing after them, but only three lickers take the lead.

The bullet hit the body of the licker, and it did not play any blocking role except for flying a few pieces of skin and flesh. Just like the scarfaces, they shot without aiming at all in panic, and almost none of them hit the head.

The car stopped, and a man and a woman came down from the car, guarding four gunmen, and the rest were blocking the zombies.

They found He Wen and others, and what made He Wen frown more was that they were running towards He Wen.

"Hello, which hero is leading here?" This is a middle-aged man. His tone is very kind. Except for the slightly exposed jun's belly, his deep eyes, and the vicissitudes of his face, he can see that he is an extraordinary figure.

Next to him is a woman, a beautiful woman in her twenties, with a virtuous and gentle appearance, with an arrogant look on her eyebrows. Occasionally, her eyes flashed with a trace of disdain, but she ruined this good appearance. It can be seen that she is also the daughter of a rich family.

He Wen didn't answer, and the others didn't answer. As for Scarface, I've been thinking about He Wen's words now, and I don't have the mood to pay attention to them, and I know at a glance that these people are troublesome.

This middle-aged man looked a little embarrassed, but it was well hidden and asked again, "This little brother, who is the leader here?"

"Hey! My father asked you, are you all deaf? Qiao Mengxi frowned and shouted, with impatience and a trace of anxiety in his eyes. If anyone had flattered her and flattered her with his father's status before the end of the world.

"How did you talk?" Qiao Guoxing scolded, "I'm sorry that the little girl has no way to discipline. I, Qiao Guoxing, was the former chairman of Guanfu Group. I want to talk to your leader."

He Wen seems to feel that this Guanfu Group is familiar with and vaguely remembers that it seems to be very famous.

Looking at one of the bodyguards in black that the licker had killed them, Qiao Guoxing's heart also began to feel anxious.

"What can I do for you?" He Wen said indifferently.

"Hello, you are the leader here." After all, Qiao Guoxing is an old figure who has been crawling over. From the occasional look of others looking at He Wen, he guessed that He Wen is the leader here.

"What's the matter? It doesn't matter if you call me if it's a good thing. If it's troublesome, I'm sorry, we don't know each other. He Wen continued to fan Ding Ding and help wipe the sweat stains on Ding Ding's forehead. It is a complete manifestation of neglect.

"Uh..." Qiao Guoxing was stunned, but Qiao Mengxi was impatient: "Don't you see that all of us are dying? Is it so difficult to ask you to help? It's a big deal..."

"What's the big deal?" He Wen looked at Qiao Mengxi and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Qiao Mengxi also choked. It seems that she really has nothing else to do except her appearance. It would be a supreme honor to ask his father to arrange a place casually before the end of the world. She will be popular all her life, but now the money is simply useless than toilet paper, and it is too hard to wipe her buttocks.

"You go, please don't disturb our rest." Scarface is rare to be so angry, mainly because of this beautiful woman.

"Wait, I know a granary." Qiao Guoxing saw that these people were invulnerable, so he had to grit his teeth and say.

"Oh?" He Wen's expression lit up. Didn't someone come to deliver toilet paper just as he was about to go to the toilet?

Qiao Guoxing naturally observed He Wen's expression, paused and continued, "I found an abandoned grain warehouse on the way, but half of the grain in it was intact, at least 50 tons."

Qiao Guoxing's words are like a big bomb, blowing up He Wen's calm lake with rapids and waves, but he still hides it very well. At the end of the world, 50 tons of grain is something that countless people are jealous of, which can make them pay a ton of food and eat well after entering the original city. For a while, there is no need to worry about food at all.

He Wenjing thought about whether these people were lying to him, but Jingjing thought that it didn't matter if he was lying to him. He just had a reason to confiscate all the guns in their hands. Even if he killed a few people, he did not feel guilty at all.

"How's it going?" Two bodyguards in black who were blocking the zombies had died, which made Qiao Guoxing more and more anxious.

"Okay, 50 tons, I want 30 tons!" He Wen said.

"No, 15 tons at most." Qiao Guoxing frowned. These people's appetite is too big. Do you want to eat?

"Oh? It's up to you." He Wen's expression began to become lazy. Anyway, it was not him who was anxious.

"20 tons, up to 20 tons." Qiao Guoxing gritted his teeth and said.

He Wen ignored it and fanned the wind by himself, looking quite leisurely.

"Ok, 30 tons is 30 tons, but you have to completely eliminate those zombies and make us completely safe." Qiao Guoxing hung a unclear smile on the corners of his mouth. He thought, and promised to agree. These people don't even have a regular weapon and won't be powerful. Maybe the zombies are finished. These people are almost dead. In the end, the grain is still his, which is not too much to be described as an empty-gloved white wolf.

He Wen looked at Qiao Guoxing, then asked Cheng Li to hold Dingding, got up and smiled, "I hope what you said is true, otherwise, it's definitely not me who regrets."

"Wing up! Follow Brother Wen to kill the zombies. Be honest. The zombies behind will be handed over to you later. Do you hear me? Scarface said to a group of indifferent people.

This is exactly the group of people who have been numb. He Wen gave them simple weapons and asked Scarface to ask a group of people to follow and supervise, and issued a death order. Those who do not kill zombies can shoot directly.

He Wen's big knife had been unloaded from the car for a long time, holding the big knife, and walked freely to the direction of the licker.