Chapter 29 The Sad Hunter

Qiao Guoxing and others stood aside, couldn't interrupt, and it was embarrassing to sit quietly.

Qiao Mengxi frowned. Now she dares not shout at will. After all, these people are crazy, and she doesn't want to provoke crazy people.

"Go find some gasoline to cremate them all." After He Wenxun finished speaking, he said to the scar face.

"Yes!" Scarface gave an unstandard salute to He Wen with a smile on his face. He Wen seemed to give them a sense of belonging to the formation of the team. Although it was not clear, everyone felt that they were no longer that kind of ignorance.

Scarface takes out two barrels of gasoline from the trunk of the car. Although it is very luxurious, everyone does not feel it is a waste. Maybe everyone has such a day. No one wants to throw the body into the wilderness and be eaten by other animals or zombies.

"Well, now it's time for us to talk about food." He Wen walked towards Qiao Guoxing.

Qiao Guoxing's face is ugly. Now he is regretful and even knotted his intestines. You know, he lost more than 50 tons of food, and now he has given it to others for nothing. Although he still has 20 tons left, he is also painful.

"Don't worry, I won't break my promise, but I think we should take a break here and recover our strength." Qiao Guoxing took a deep breath and tried to maintain a normal look.

"Oh? Why?" He Wen frowned.

"Because we haven't rested for a long time, we were besieged by a large group of mice in the morning and tried our best to escape." Qiao Guoxing felt a little bitter in his heart.

"Rat?" He Wen is puzzled.

"Yes, a mouse bigger than the domestic cat before the end of the world." Qiao Guoxing's words changed the look of other bodyguards in black, and the fear in his eyes was obviously not disguised.

"Hmm." He Wen nodded, but he was shocked. Sure enough, he guessed that almost all animals had mutated, even mice.

"We have to change the road later. That road doesn't work, because those mice are more horrible than zombies. Wherever they pass, there is almost no grass, and even the tires can be gnawed, so 50 or 60 of us died." Qiao Guoxing suddenly seemed to be in his teens, and the bitterness of his expression was obviously true, but it was just a moment.

"I want to join you." After a slight pause, Qiao Guoxing said something that made He Wen more puzzled.

"Dad, you!" Qiao Mengxi took Qiao Guoxing's hand and said urgently, "Why? It's not that we can't live, and we have guns in our hands. Even if there are zombies, we won't be afraid. If we join them, no one knows what they will do to us.

"Reason." He Wen stared at Qiao Guoxing, as if he wanted to penetrate his eyes and know what he was thinking.

"I don't have the ability to live with them. We may live longer with you. I'm old, but my daughter is still young. I also want her to live, and these people who follow me." Qiao Guoxing said calmly that He Wen did not see Qiao Guoxing's purpose. Maybe he hid it deeply, or what he said was true.

"And then?" He Wendao.

"I can help you." Qiao Guoxing stared at He Wen: "My business mind is unmatched by you, and I have absolute confidence in this."

"And then?" The corners of He Wen's mouth raised slightly, indicating to continue.

"Your achievements are not limited to the present. There are heroes in troubled times. In the end of the world, you are qualified to rise." Qiao Guoxing exhaled slightly and said, "As a businessman, I don't think you can win by touching the fish first in this muddy water, but you can still stand when the muddy water turns into a flood, which is the real winner."

"Oh?" He Wen frowned.

"Oh, maybe I didn't understand enough." Qiao Guoxing looked at He Wen and listened, and his eyebrows were relaxed: "That is, to stand firm your own power, then absorb all kinds of talents, stand at the top, and then recover the city."

"I just want to live." He Wen shook his head.

"To survive, you also need to have the capital to live. No matter how strong your personal strength is, it is impossible to resist thousands of troops. The only thing is that you also have countless subordinates who can scare countless people." Qiao Guoxing smiled, which was the unique expression of profiteers.

He Wen sat down, picked up Ding Ding, and laughed, "First of all, weapons, secondly food, and then the base, how to do it?"

"So you need me. We now have 50 tons of food as the foundation, which can make us eat for a long time, and then we can empty this time to find pre-end military bases. After that, we can gather people to experience killing and slowly become qualified soldiers." Qiao Guoxing Buddha also stood tired and said, "You are old. You will feel tired after standing for a while."

"You said it very well. I heard that ordinary businessmen are very eloquenced, and they are all like you." He Wen said lightly.

"Praise, how does Brother Wen feel about my opinion?" Qiao Guoxing seems to have entered the role, and the title of He Wen is also respectful. It's just that Qiao Mengxi, who is beside her, is not happy. When has she received this kind of treatment, and this shows that she will be sheltered by others in the future, and it feels unbearable to think about it.

"You said very well." He Wen shrugged his shoulders: "Do you mean that you are under my jurisdiction now?"

"Yes, since I have joined you, I must follow Brother Wen's instructions." Qiao Guoxing laughed.

"The guy in your hand is very good, the Type 85 light submachine gun." He Wen is a little jealous of the things of these people under Qiao Guoxing. If this thing is put in the hands of people who can use it, it will definitely be a very good thing. He Wen is also a half-baked military fan, because he has been looking at this kind of thing almost all the time except for killing pigs.

"Brother Wen joked. Brother Wen wants to use this thing. Just take it. Even people are yours. Do you still need to talk about these guns? There are still more than ten in the car, all of which are in stock, but there are not many bullets. Qiao Guoxing said with a wry smile.

"Don't be so numb, I don't like men." He Wen shook his head with a smile in his eyes. Qiao Guoxing's joining still made him very happy, and he got the 20th person, more than 30 guns and 50 tons of grain in vain. This is almost the same as God dropping the pie.

"Well, now I will order these 27 of you as reserve members. You are the captain of the reserve team, under your command, and the largest commander is still me. My orders must be obeyed. Those who disobey will be punished by the death squad, and will be organized for life, or executed! What do you think?" He Wen said in a commanding tone, as long as they are angry, well, get out of here.

"Yes." Qiao Guoxing did not make any comments, but nodded seriously without even frowning. He could guess that as long as he was a little dissatisfied, then the initial remarks were all nonsense.

"Okay, Brother Wen, we can go now." Qiao Guoxing took a picture of Qiao Mengxi, who was in a very unhappy mood. He didn't say more. After all, it is the end of the world. It won't accommodate anyone. If he wants to live, it's better to put away his previous temper.

He Wen has no modesty. Since their gun is superfluous, it's a waste to use it.

Eleven 85 light submachine guns and a 928.5mm pistol. This pistol is comfortable to hold, has small recoil, does not shake hands, and can improve the shooting accuracy of beginners. Undoubably, the most suitable one to use this pistol is Cheng Li, who threatens to kill zombies. As for Qiao Mengxi, Qiao Guo Xing will give her better goods.

He Wen handed the gun to Cheng Li and said, "This is just for your self-defense. When you really kill the zombies, I will let you go."

Cheng Li nodded and took the gun. Suddenly, there was a feeling of crying. This was the first time He Wen took the initiative to talk to her. Maybe people were all lowly. He Wen's indifference made her arrogant and at a loss. When she gradually adapted to this indifference, He Wen spoke slightly gently, but she had a feeling of being flattered. The so-called bitch is pretentious... It should be this kind of people.

He Wen took one by himself, fired other guns, and then prepared to set off.

Now He Wen's fleet is not small, with a total of more than 20 vehicles, which consumes a lot of fuel, and the city has obviously been swept away. Even if it encounters an abandoned gas station, it will only be empty.

It was calm along the way, and there was no other situation other than occasionally killing a few unlucky zombies.

He Wen's death squad opened the road in front of them, and stopped immediately as soon as there was a situation. The so-called death squad, in the hearts of everyone, is the one who can die, the one who can find death, and the one who can die.

The two cars in front of the death squad stopped, so all the cars stopped and were on guard.

He Wen has now found a full-time driver, and he is sitting in the back row with Cheng Lidingding.

He Wen put Ding Ding in Cheng Li's arms, holding the Type 85 submachine gun in his hand, frowned slightly, and walked to the front.

"What's going on?" Behind He Wen, Qiao Guoxing also came up.

Following the eyes of the death squad, He Wen looked at a broken bridge on the roadside.

The hunter!

In He Wen's eyes, an unlucky hunter was clamped by the broken bridge. Because he smelled the human smell, he was struggling crazily, but it didn't help. He could only keep roaring at He Wen, with a fishy ** hanging around his mouth. I guess he was hungry for a long time. For a period of time, even my spirit has been depressed a lot.

"Lao Liu, bring a bucket of gasoline." He Wen said to the scarface that caught up.

"Brother Wen... There is not much gasoline." Scarface hesitated.

He Wen frowned, then glanced around and stretched his eyebrows: "Anch some people to cut some dead branches and cut more. I'm useful."

"Yes." Scarface answered.

"Brother Wen, what's going on?" After Scarface left, Qiao Guoxing asked.

"No, I'll let you feel the hot visual feast later." He Wen's mouth showed a light smile, but everyone present was inexplicably cold.

The hunter was still shouting there and singing a monologue, and everyone had a feeling of silence for it.

"Brother Wen, all right." Scarface took more than a dozen people and tied ten dead branches.

"Okay, come with me." He Wen nodded and then walked to the predator.

Everyone is still a little afraid of this huge thing. After all, the strength of the predator is not comparable to that of the lickers, but He Wen walked in front, and the scar-faced people did not dare to be too slow, so they had to drag the withered branches and leaves.

He Wen walked in and knew that the predator was almost stuck in his waist by three huge cement mixed with boulders. Maybe the waist was empty and weak, and it happened to be just a thin waist. The rest of the place were bulging muscles. It was stuck there and could not get in and out. Not to mention how sad it was.

He Wen couldn't help showing a sneer at the hunter who was opening his teeth and claws.

He Wen ordered several people to surround the predators with dead branches and leaves, spread this piece, set up a large tree trunk on it, and then lit a fire.

The fire was extremely prosperous. Under the scorching sun, it seemed that everything could be melted. Listening to the fierce roar of the predator in the fire, everyone had a feeling of the same feeling and kept pouring water on themselves. I only heard the predator's violent roar, and my teeth were trembling.

"Well, everyone is resting for a while, and they are tired of rushing. Let's wait for the fire to go out."

Since He Wen has said something, everyone happily agreed and found a shady place to hide and pray for this tragic predator.