Zhang Xiaoqiang finally decided to fill his dump truck with rice. As for where to put it?
He would think about it when the time came. Brother Long was still in the rice sack, and Zhang Xiaoqiang was not in a good mood, so he walked out.
When he walked out of the warehouse, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that Yang Ke-er and the rest were not there. When he reached the gate, he saw his Hummer parked about a hundred meters away from the granary, and a few women were cooking. There were a few zombies that had died in the granary, and the smell was not good. It was already noon.
The few women then left the granary to prepare lunch.
The cars and corpses that blocked the entrance were all dragged out of the granary, and Vulture was nowhere to be seen. It seemed like he had gone to look for survivors. Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to walk towards Yang Ke-er.
A thick black smoke rose from the old building, and he could faintly hear people shouting and cursing. Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart tightened, and he hoped that nothing bad would happen. He heard that the sound came from the survivors hiding in the granary, so he held onto his Beast Horn Spear and walked into the alley.
On both sides of the alley, there were old walls made of black bricks. It looked fine from the outside, but the deeper he went, the more humid the walls became. There were patches of dried or yellowish moss sticking to the walls, and when he reached the innermost corner, there was a layer of white salt on top of the moss. After walking out of a small plaza, he saw that both sides were the old style dormitories, and all the doors and windows were sealed with red bricks.
Facing this side was a large steel door that was covered in rust. The steel door was the kind that was completely covered in steel and was very thick. Nowadays, one could no longer see such high security steel doors. The steel door was full of marks from being hit, and the bumps and bumps were not very obvious. Even the D-Type couldn't do anything to it.
Behind the old style dormitory was the granary, and the back wall of the dormitory was the wall that separated them from the granary. It was no wonder the zombies knew if there was anyone there, it was too close.
The steel door was now half open, and behind the door, there were some large stones scattered on the ground, most likely used to block the door. There was black smoke coming out of the door, and some of the smoke caused him to cough. He took out a washcloth from his bag, and poured some water from the flask on the towel. He then covered his nose and mouth with the towel, and walked towards the door that was filled with all sorts of noises.
Behind the gate was another small courtyard. The courtyard was not big, only about ten square meters. Other than a tightly covered well and a bucket tied with hemp rope in the corner, there was nothing else. On the ground, there were a few fires that were emitting thick smoke. Vulture must have seen that the people inside did not open the gate, so he made a few Molotov cocktails and threw them in. The people inside were in a desperate situation and had no choice but to open the gate.
Zhang Xiaoqiang walked around the smoke and saw a row of black brick houses. The thickness of the brick walls on this side was several times thicker than the ones outside, and all the windows were sealed with iron rods. All the doors were made of metal, and now that the metal door was opened, the men that came with Zhang Xiaoqiang were coming in and out, and from time to time, they would find survivors from the corners.
More than 10 haggard looking men were hugging their heads and squatting down facing the wall. As Vulture's men found the people who were hiding, the number of people hugging their heads and facing the wall increased.
One of the men saw Zhang Xiaoqiang and quickly greeted him.
Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that it was someone he knew, one of the two Common-Face that he had saved. When Common-Face saw Zhang Xiaoqiang looking around, he quickly said, "Zhang Xiaoqiang, the women are all in the house. Without Brother Long's permission, no one would dare move."
As they were speaking, Vulture walked out from inside, and when he saw Zhang Xiao Qiang, he smiled at him. Vulture was always gloomy, and it seemed like he might as well not smile at all.
Vulture opened his mouth, his voice low and hoarse, "Zhang Xiaoqiang, go in and take a look?
There's a pretty good girl, according to Zhang Xiaoqiang.
This girl is yours for sure! "
Zhang Xiaoqiang's interest was piqued, and he walked into the dimly lit house. Immediately, Zhang Xiaoqiang smelled a particularly unpleasant smell. It was very cold inside, and the floor was scattered with straw, old clothes, and even a few wooden planks.
Were these the beds of survivors?
Four to five naked women hugged each other as they looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang's group in horror. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Vulture, and Vulture thought that Zhang Xiaoqiang was reprimanding him, so he quickly said, "When we came in, these women were like this. We didn't touch them."
Actually, Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to ask why they didn't put clothes on them. He walked a few steps forward, and used the light from the window to look at the women. They were of different ages, the oldest was in their thirties, and the youngest was 16 or 17. All of them had a look of horror on their faces, and their hair, faces, mouths, chests, abdomens, and legs were all covered with white sticky substances. There was a fishy smell coming from their bodies, and it made Zhang Xiaoqiang want to vomit. Needless to say, they were surrounded by more than 10 men.
Zhang Xiaoqiang wasn't in the mood to continue watching. He wouldn't want these women, no matter how beautiful they were. He had a slight obsession with cleanliness, and he didn't care if the women were virgins, but he didn't want to do those things with a woman who had a pair of jade arms as pillow for a thousand men, and a bit of red lips for ten thousand men to taste.
Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't stand the smell of the women, and walked out of the door. The survivors all hugged their heads and squatted down obediently. Some of them peeked at them from the corner of their eyes. They saw that the people who caught them didn't look like good people, and their legs began to tremble.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at them, and lost interest. A bunch of things that only knew how to vent on women, how could they have the guts to do so?
He immediately lifted his feet and walked out. Yang Ke-er and the rest should have already prepared lunch.
"Ah ~ ~ ~ ~" A scream from the side room interrupted his footsteps, and he immediately turned and ran towards the side room. He pushed aside the few people blocking the door and entered the room. Vulture followed.
In the room, there was a row of filing cabinets, and two back-to-back desks stood under the window. There were a few opened bags of rice on the desks, and under the desks were about 10 bags of rice.
In the corner of the room, there was a large hole dug out, and the black soil was piled up to the height of a person. A few shovels and metal poles were thrown to the side. One of Vulture's men sat on the pile of dirt, holding his arm and groaning. Fresh blood seeped out from his fingertips.
One of the men behind Vulture came forward to bandage his wound. Vulture's face was gloomy as he asked, "Speak, what happened?"
The man's face was pale, and he stuttered as he spoke …
At first, when he saw this hole, he was too timid to go down. He called one of his companions to go down with him. When they reached the bottom of the hole, there was a passageway. They climbed along the passageway until they reached another hole. His companion went up first, but after a while, there was no movement. His heart was in his throat, and he slowly climbed up the hole. Just as he stuck his head out, he saw a black shadow stabbing something at him. He hurriedly slid down, but the black shadow was too fast. His shoulder was stabbed, but he didn't dare to delay. He followed the passageway back here. When he saw that his arm was bleeding, he began to scream in pain. Then, everyone was attracted over.
Vulture looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang's inquiring eyes, obviously waiting for Zhang Xiaoqiang to make the decision. Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at him and said, "My agreement with Brother Long has been completed, the rest has nothing to do with me. You can do whatever you want, I won't help, nor will I interrupt."
Vulture didn't say anything more. He kept asking the injured man, and in the end, he confirmed that it was a living person. The weapon he used was the steel spear that the first man took.
As long as it was a living person, everything would be simple. He ordered his subordinates to start a fire at the entrance of the cave. He added wet clothes, straws, and other miscellaneous items into the fire. Then, he ordered his men to fan the smoke into the cave.
There was no reaction from within the hole, but the people outside started to make a ruckus. Walking out of the room, they saw a nearby granary with black smoke coming out from its ventilation hole.
The warehouse that was smoking was on the right side of the warehouse. Everyone pried open the warehouse and rushed in together. Not long after, they ran out coughing. A very sturdy and fierce-looking man and a very bewitching woman were escorted out. There were also a few people carrying a corpse. The corpse's neck was twisted in a strange position, and it was clear that it had been broken.
Both the man and woman were covered in soot. The woman had a good figure, her waist was slender like a water snake. Her buttocks were round and taut, and her thighs were long and slender. When she walked, her body was twisted in a way that caused others to feel uneasy.
Brother Long and Chen Yi walked over and looked at the corpse, their faces ugly. Today, none of their subordinates had been harmed by the zombies, but the survivors they had saved had killed one and injured another. Brother Long's subordinates were all looking at him, and in their grief, they wanted to see how Brother Long would make the murderer give them an explanation. Brother Long looked at them and did not hesitate. With a wave of his hand, 2 men went up to tie up the man, and brought him to the parking lot to kneel.
The survivors and the rescued women, as well as Brother Long's subordinates, all stood there watching the man kneeling on the ground. When the man realized that something was wrong, he started to scream and beg for mercy. No one made a sound, and the survivors all lowered their heads, not daring to look at him. Brother Long's subordinates were all watching with glee. The injured man was laughing the loudest, and a few of the rescued women stared at him, their eyes filled with glee. The youngest one was sobbing softly, and it seemed like this man was not a good person.
One of them wielded a weapon that looked like a Tang sword and stood behind him. Following that, another grabbed his hair and pulled his neck out. The man's screams turned into screams of agony, and he writhed on the ground, shaking his head as he tried to shake off the hands that were grabbing his hair. A puddle of water flowed out from his butt.