When Zhang Cheng left the neighborhood on his motorcycle, the remaining owners of the few houses in the neighborhood were all looking at him.
Seeing that he had really left.
They were also prepared to carry out their plan and leave the neighborhood.
As for rescue?
If help could come, would they still have to wait so long?
Therefore, while he still had the strength, he wanted to find a way to survive for his family.
Life was unrestrained, and they would find a way out for themselves.
In order to survive, several owners in the neighborhood opened their doors at the same time and picked up weapons that they could use.
Zhang Cheng had already left the neighborhood on his bike.
They missed the scene of the owners of the residential area fighting desperately to survive.
Tang Ying was watching them from the balcony.
Although they didn't have any interactions, the owners downstairs were really pitiful.
In order to protect her child, the mother was bitten by a zombie and dragged to the ground.
Her husband picked up the child and continued to run to the basement.
As more and more zombies gathered, the number of people surrounded by zombies also gradually increased.
Even though it was cruel.
However, there were still people who arrived at the basement and successfully started the car, leaving the neighborhood with their families.
The people who escaped gave the survivors courage. Then, another person rushed out of the building.
However, they were not so lucky.
……
Zhang Cheng came to the alley from yesterday.
At that moment, there were not many zombies in the alley.
There were only a dozen zombies left. They were still wandering or knocking on the iron door unwillingly.
Zombies didn't like to stay under the sun.
This was the experience that most Survivors had gained in the two months since the apocalypse broke out.
At this moment, the door of the police station suddenly opened.
Hearing the noise, the zombies immediately rushed to the thug who opened the door.
However, the thugs were tall and strong. With a knife and a rod, they easily took care of the zombies in a short while.
The corpses of the zombies were also thrown to the sides, clearing a path.
A man with a knife scar on his eye was commanding,""Hurry up, don't dawdle.”
At this moment, in the courtyard, the six thugs got into two cars.
These six thugs were not the ones he had seen yesterday.
Moreover, they did not have guns on their waists. They only had sticks and machetes in their hands, and there were no tattoos on their arms.
It seemed that people without guns had a lower status in the police station.
Perhaps he got the inspiration from the rich second generation.
Two police cars drove out one after the other.
There was a few minutes between them.
A car honked to attract the zombies 'attention.
One car was responsible for searching for food and water.
The iron door closed quickly.
On the roof of the third floor of the police station, a man was looking around with binoculars.
It was as if he was keeping a lookout for his companions who were out.
He had a walkie-talkie in his hand, constantly observing the movements of the zombies and the road ahead.
Zhang Cheng found a shady corner and used the zombies as cover to record the number of thugs and the time they left.
About five minutes later.
The police car that had just driven out came back.
Behind their car was a large group of zombies.
The area around the street was not a high-end neighborhood. It was an ordinary residential area, so it was densely populated and had a lot of zombies.
If the car drove around, it would alert at least thousands of zombies.
Although there were a lot of zombies, and every time they went out, they would risk their lives. However, in order to survive, everything was worth it.
"Open the door!"
When the thugs saw their companions return, they immediately opened the iron gate.
The car quickly drove into the courtyard. Then, the iron gate was closed and the iron chain was locked.
Obviously, this was not the first time he had done something like this.
The trunk opened.
Water, rice, oil, flour…
There was also a small amount of white wine and beer.
It was full.
However, one of the thugs, who had a fat head and big ears, grabbed one of them by the hair and cursed,""Don't you understand what I'm saying? Why did you only bring so little wine!"
This fat man had a gun on his waist and tattoos on his back.
The man who was caught immediately begged for mercy."Brother Biao, there are too many zombies. We don't have a chance.”
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