"Xijiao!?" Cheng Mengyun looked at the passerby in shock.

After thanking the other party, she immediately took off her coat and wrapped Qiaoqiao around her tightly, revealing only a pair of eyes.

She remembered Jian Tianyi's advice that it was best not to come to the western suburbs. Qiaoqiao is an infected person, she is not so stubborn, she tries to reject the infected person in the western suburbs.

So she wrapped Qiaoqiao tightly, hugged her in her arms, and walked back in the direction pointed by passers-by. Fortunately, it was not too far into the western suburbs by mistake.

I was blinded by the imprints left by Huang Daxian/weasel before, but now look at it and realize that the scenery here in the western suburbs is indeed very different from other areas.

The terrain in the western suburbs is also steep, the roads are stagnant on both sides, and there are many buildings that are only half-built. Looking around, there are only a few residential buildings or factories lying on the ground, and the western suburbs look undeveloped.

However, in the open space between residential buildings and factories, many vegetable greenhouses are erected, and the long dome-shaped greenhouses are neatly arranged, and people wearing sunscreen equipment come in and out from time to time.

There are also some ugly-looking, cylindrical "big barrels" standing in rows, with a height of more than ten meters, and I don't know what material they are made of. The outer skin of the "big barrels" is pitted, like the surface of the moon. Cheng Mengyun's eyes were sharp, and at a glance, he saw many people in red surrounded by the "big barrels", looking at patrolling.

And the towers of flesh and blood used for "reconnaissance" that are inserted straight into the sky are different from scattered in other areas. There are five or six erected on the edge of those "big barrels" alone!

"Oh, Mr. Zhao, look at that, it's just a tight guard!" Cheng Mengyun sighed "tsk tsk".

"The guard is so strict, do you think it's a granary? You see that there are not so many people patrolling the vegetable greenhouse next to it." Zhao Qinghan rolls a wheelchair by himself. The road in D City often has to climb the slope, except that it is more laborious to go uphill. Downhill is easy.

In the past few days of her wheelchair career, she has learned practical skills such as wheelchair drifting and rapid braking.

She asked Cheng Mengyun to hold Qiaoqiao to her, and Cheng Mengyun would push her in a wheelchair.

"It's very possible," Cheng Mengyun pondered, "this stance of strict guarding must contain important supplies. In the end of the world, the most important things are generally food and crystal cores."

"Aren't we looking for Daxian?" Qiaoqiao was wrapped in clothes and said in a stern voice.

Pushing his wheelchair, Cheng Mengyun explained: "Qiaoqiao, the western suburbs are not very peaceful, and we are not very easy to find. You can also see that Huang Daxian/weasel has nothing to do, and the day is quite nourishing. Maybe Enough is enough, and it's back."

Qiaoqiao is very smart. She can understand what brother Jian said at noon, and she also knows that she and brother Yin belong to the special group of "infected people". So she wrapped her wide coat tightly so that her fine black lines wouldn't show.

"Okay, Qiaoqiao can rest assured knowing that Daxian is doing well." Qiaoqiao replied.

This kid is really nice. Cheng Mengyun smacked his tongue. He was usually not noisy or noisy, and he learned things quickly, and he basically understood everything. If he hadn't been dragged to do human experiments, maybe the child would have gone to a good local middle school.

Speaking of middle school, Cheng Mengyun paused and asked, "Mr. Zhao, is there any school for children in D city? I remember that there is a similar kindergarten in the K city base."

The end of the world is coming, and many parents can't even take care of themselves, so there is often the phenomenon of abandoning their children. Sometimes power users go to K City, which is full of zombies, to perform tasks, and they can always bring back children who were abandoned by their parents. Many of the older ones have awakened their powers. Many of the younger children are malnourished and are as thin as bean sprouts. the same dish.

"I remember it was mentioned in that brochure, I'll ask the little reds later." Zhao Qinghan held Qiaoqiao carefully.

"What is school?" Qiaoqiao asked in a low voice.

Cheng Mengyun held back his distress and patiently told her: "It's a place where many children of your age gather to learn knowledge. There will be teachers, like us, who will teach Qiaoqiao a lot of knowledge such as arithmetic and literacy."

There is yearning in Qiaoqiao's eyes.

The three chatted while walking. The western suburbs look desolate, but farming is in full swing. On both sides of the road are not vegetable greenhouses, but also breeding places such as chicken farms and pig farms. It can be said that deeply understand why Jian Tianyi said that the western suburbs are the logistical pillar of D city.

Cheng Mengyun is relieved to see these, and the food reserves at the base are rich, which will bring a strong sense of security.

Turning over the steep slope of another section, heard a loud noise coming from the front.

In the middle of the road ahead, a group of people were pulling and pulling around a man in red, and those people were emotional.

"This is the western suburbs, where do the infected people come from!"

"Did no one send the base in City D? Have to send a half-human half-corpse?!"

A group of people surrounded the man in red, who looked like a very shy middle-aged man. He was pushing a cart with cardboard boxes, which should have come for delivery.

The middle-aged man in red was very at a loss, his face was flushed with embarrassment, his hands full of calluses were rubbing uncomfortably on the clothes, and he said dumbly: "I, I'll deliver something, horse, I'll leave right away. ."

"Your black lines have grown all over your face! What if you suddenly deteriorate?!" a person screamed.

Hearing this sentence, the crowd around the man in red stepped back with a "swoosh", and a "vacuum circle" of several square meters was formed around the middle-aged man in red.

Seeing the lively scene of "rejecting the infected", Zhao Qinghan clenched the Qiaoqiao in his arms tightly, and was relieved after repeatedly checking her coat to completely cover her black lines.

Cheng Mengyun immediately pushed the wheelchair out to avoid this place of right and wrong.

She was still hesitating whether to help the helpless middle-aged man in red. There were already several men in red running over there whistling and holding horns.

"What's wrong?" A man in red blew his whistle. After the whistle rang, the citizens were quiet for a moment, and turned to surround the people in red who came to maintain order, and said in a loud voice:

"Ouch, little comrade, why did you send an infected person to the western suburbs for delivery?"

"What if you turn into zombies eating people in public? In the western suburbs, we don't have as many abilities as other places in D City. There are many children and old people who are helpless."

"It's not like this has never happened before. Didn't you also promise not to arrange for infected people to come?"

The man in red, who maintained the order, called other colleagues to bring out the infected person who was at a loss, and then patiently said: "Citizens, City D has recently strengthened public security, so many staff have been dispatched to perform tasks. Today is very likely to be The base is out of manpower, so the infected are sent to deliver."

The infected person in red huddled behind a few colleagues, and promised to say: "Yes, yes, I, I will send it to the door, and will not go into the western suburbs."

The man in red who maintained the order stopped the indignant citizens, and said in a good voice, "You heard it, citizens, it is true that there is not enough manpower, let's each give in, everyone spreads out, and let this little red go. ."

Who knows that this sentence did not have the desired effect, but added fuel to the fire.

A citizen shouted: "Let's make a step? How else do we make it! If it weren't for these half-humans and half-corpses, we wouldn't offend the City A base, and now the 'power awakening medicine' developed by them is being used outside!"

"The task of the western suburbs is so heavy. Every day you work tirelessly to farm, and you are raising a lot of waste in D city! Don't think we don't know how many free food people in your base in D city!"

"That's right! Aren't you bragging about how good the combat department is at fighting? As a result, after the last zombie wave, not many people in the combat department went out to kill zombies, right?"

"For more than ten hours a day, you plant food and build roads, and you call us forbearance; the infected deteriorated and killed dozens of citizens, you call us forbearance; the houses in the western suburbs are in tatters and the living conditions are poor, you call us forbearance! We also How long will you endure!"

The more the citizens talked, the more excited they became. It seemed that these things had been suppressed for a long time, and a fuse would ignite the accumulated emotions.

Cheng Mengyun's ears were good, and they were stunned.

Qiaoqiao has been silently watching everything that happened on the road.

"I heard several big melons when I came here..." She felt more and more that this was a place of right and wrong, so she didn't dare to look around, and was about to push Zhao Qinghan to run away, when she heard one after another screaming from the other side. .

"He's turned into a zombie!"

"Why are the infected coming here!"

"Help!"

Cheng Mengyun groaned in his heart, looked for his voice, and saw the middle-aged man in red, who had completely turned into a zombie at this moment, with black lines all over his face, and was grabbing a man in red and biting him at the moment!

The zombie's eyes are only the whites of the eyes, the lips are torn open, and the sharp teeth are opened and closed. In a few seconds, the shoulders of the man in red are bloody!

The citizens who were still condemning just now fled in a panic, and some fell to the ground. There was a lot of crying on the way.

After the other men in red froze for a moment, they immediately showed their unruffled quality. Someone organized the citizens at the scene to evacuate in an orderly manner, and someone took out the electric baton from their waist and rushed forward.

Unexpectedly, a hurricane blew up in the sky, like a blade, scraping the man in red who rushed forward to a bloody mess.

"Oh no, it turned out to be a zombie with supernatural powers!" A man in red shouted, and he quickly ordered the people around him to call for help.

Because there are few infected people in the western suburbs, and the law and order has always been good, the tide of zombies rarely affects here, so the proportion of staff with supernatural powers is also small.

There is only one man in red present who is a supernatural being, and he is still being pressed and bitten by that zombie.

The man in red adjusted his breathing and tried his best to restrain his trembling hands. He had to prevent this wind-type supernatural zombie from escaping before reinforcements arrived. It would be terrible if he let the other party enter the residential area!

Why did it suddenly get worse? Obviously it looked normal just now? Could it be that what the citizens in the western suburbs said is true, that the infected will deteriorate at any time, and they cannot live with them?

He was maintaining order in front just now, and he didn't know why the infected person suddenly deteriorated.

"Hey, hurry up! It's dangerous here!" Another man in red yelled at a girl and a patient in a wheelchair by the side of the road.

The man in red who was bitten by the zombie desperately "locked" the zombie's body with his hands and feet, so as not to let it have the opportunity to harm others.

His ability is to strengthen the body. He raised his fist and slammed the zombie's head, but the wind from the other party blew his fist away.

Several men in red wanted to step forward to help, but were forced back by the hurricane.

Seeing the breathing of their colleagues become weaker and weaker, the eyes of the people in red became hot, and they tried even harder to rush forward or use long-range weapons to attack, but they were all stopped by the hurricane one by one.

A figure flew by, sprinting towards the zombie.

The people in red saw that the girl with double braids who was watching, plunged headlong into the hurricane with an indomitable attitude!

"Hey?!"

The people in red couldn't pull it even if they wanted to.

The girl ran out of the hurricane covered in blood, completely ignoring the crazily gushing blood, jumped a few times, raised the blade in her hand, and beheaded the zombie neatly!

The skulls of the zombies rolled down, and the storm that was created out of thin air stopped instantly.

"Why are you standing there? Call the doctor!" Cheng Mengyun kicked over the zombie that was lying on the man in red, and wiped the butterfly/butterfly/knife on the zombie's clothes to wipe off the zombie blood on the knife.

Only then did the people in red come to their senses, and frantically took out their walkie-talkies to call.

In the distance, several cars were driving towards this side at a high speed, and the raised sand covered half of the sky. It should be the people in red who came to reinforce them.

Several people in red stood up one after another and kept thanking this good citizen who had done what was right.

Zhao Qinghan pushed the wheelchair over, but didn't get very close.

A somewhat ethereal child's voice suddenly sounded in the air:

"I saw it."

The child who was held in the arms of the person in the wheelchair blinked those small black pupils and stared straight at the detached zombie:

"Someone injected him with something."