Chapter Ninety-Seven: Trouble

"Don't worry about this, Tang Zheng will give you one more potion, everything is worth it back, and you can grab the seeds again."

Dong Zixuan persuaded, she didn't notice the consequences of Tang Zheng's distribution at all, not everyone would be considerate of others, after all, this is a seed related to the probability of survival, even Zhou Meng and He Lian, the survivors who are not qualified to share the spoils, seem to be indifferent on the surface, but in fact, they are also a little dissatisfied with Tang Zheng in their hearts, and even complain that the policewoman is talkative.

Jing Lan, these girls in a disadvantaged position, have no other ideas, and trust Tang Zheng very much, after all, until now, he has resisted all the problems, and has not abandoned anyone, of course, except for Li Wenbo's scum.

There are only three male classmates left, and there is no nonsense, according to Tang Zheng's nostalgic character, the seeds to be harvested next must be given to them, so he is on his side, very actively helping, and preparing to perform well next.

"There are three capable people in our team, plus the powerful Tang Zheng, the situation is getting better and better, there will definitely be seeds, what are you worried about?" Xiu Yingjie is still trying to make up for the mistake of standing on the wrong team before.

"Tyrants and mutants are also scum in front of us, I don't know what else you are afraid of?" Qian Wen is very measured, and now he wants to get more ammunition.

"Fight hard, divide the spoils according to everyone's contribution, even if you can't get the seeds, I'll give you potions, but if you paddle or only care about your own escape, then I'm sorry, you will be expelled from the team." Tang Zheng had already seen through most of the newcomers and gave them seeds. It is also Mingzhe's goods to protect his life, even if he falls out, as long as he holds the life-saving medicine, he will choke their lifeline, and he can't accept the softness, "By the way, don't be afraid of being bitten by zombies." I have medicine, and I won't get infected if I take a sip. ”

Tang Zheng's words made newcomers, including the traffic police, breathe a sigh of relief, and Kong Licheng was very angry. But there was no way, and his only thought now was to find the vending machine as soon as possible. He also gambled with his internal organs, he was fed up with this atmosphere.

"You two have something to eat, then go to the carriage to activate the ability, and I'll arrange for someone to keep vigil." Tang Zheng threw Zhao Dongtao a can of canned food, "Liu Man, you guard them, two hours later, I will find someone to change shifts." ”

Liu Man nodded reluctantly, ready to find an opportunity to exchange feelings with Tang Zheng, he was completely regarded as a passerby. This is not good, even if you are a loyal dog, you have to give a bone to eat.

"Very good, in the future, I will try to keep the gun with me, while I am free now. Familiarize yourself with how to use it, Zixuan, you teach them, there are still some spare guns from the police on the riot car, I can't use them for the time being, I'll exchange them for some food. Tang Zheng stood up. Patting the dust on his buttocks, he walked to the riot truck, he had observed, there were many people in the camp, far from being able to have a gun per person, and after escaping, the consumption of ammunition was also a big problem, and they would inevitably need supplies.

"I'm with you." A young man named Li Ranhao and Qian Wen stood up at the same time and went to chase Tang Zheng.

Carrying ten unused SCAR assault rifles and a backpack magazine, Tang Zheng and the three walked in the camp, looking for someone to trade.

Within 100 meters, a shirtless middle-aged white man shouted out to stop Tang Zheng.

"I'm going to buy a gun, how much does it cost?" The tired white man took out a wallet from his pocket, and after looking through it, it was only a few hundred dollars, and he felt that it was less, so he quickly took out another wallet and found a few coins.

"Sorry, we don't want money." Qian Wen refused, Tang Zheng glanced at the white man's bonfire, and there was a woman with a big belly sitting next to her, probably his wife, who was looking at her husband with a hopeful face, having a gun, which also meant that he could live, and there was an open backpack next to him, with only a small amount of food. ..., "One, please, just one." The white man blocked the way, and he was carrying a shotgun, which made Li Ranhao very vigilant.

"Get out of the way, we'll just change what we eat, and if we don't, we'll get out of the way." Qian Wen has also killed zombies, how can he care about a person, he was pushed on his chest behind him, and Li Ranhao also pulled out the Gluck pistol, ready to shoot at any time.

The white man was very strong, but he took a step back, and when he saw Li Ranhao's movements, his hand also subconsciously held the Remington M870.

"Stop, or I'll shoot!" Li Ranhao shouted, holding a gun in both hands, aiming at the white man, and his wife saw the scene, the blood on her face retreated, crawling with horror, struggling to stand up.

"Don't shoot, he's a good guy."

The natives camped nearby had long been paying attention to the movements here, and the people with weapons were all in their hands, but they didn't come forward, after all, Tang Zheng was tall, stained with blood and gunsmoke, exuding an iron-blooded tough guy smell, and he wouldn't cause trouble with a little eyesight, not to mention that the MG3 diagonally across his chest gave them great oppression.

"Don't be nervous, we don't have malicious intentions, we're just being nervous by zombies." Tang Zheng showed a very friendly smile, stretched out his arm, and pressed down Li Ranhao's pistol.

"I just want to get a different gun, otherwise I can't protect my wife from going to Washington." The white man let go of the handle of the gun, "I have food, I can exchange it with you." ”

Before Tang Zheng could answer, the white man had already anxiously run back to his wife, and while saying don't worry, he took food from his backpack, and after taking four cans of canned food, he hesitated for a moment and took two more packets of biscuits.

"Are these enough?" The white man shoved the food towards Qian Wen and went to get the rifle he was carrying.

"Wait, that's not enough." Qian Wen didn't take it, he is not a fool, firearms are in short supply, and they can raise prices arbitrarily.

"Please, sell me one, that's a third of our food." The white man begged Tang Zheng, sweating profusely, he didn't want to rob hard, but this thought only turned around in his mind for a while, and then disappeared, the eyes of the young man in front of him were too sharp, he had no doubt that as long as he moved, he would definitely be blown out of his head.

"I pity you, who pities me? Get out of the way if there is no food. Li Ranhao stretched out his hand to push the white man, he rarely spoke, but he was absolutely cautious and would not be affected by his feelings, which is why he lived until now.

"Change, get a rifle and three magazines and give it to him!" Tang Zheng stopped Li Ranhao, so many people watched, if he was too stingy, it would have a very bad impact.

"Thank you, thank you." Whites are grateful.

When the natives who were watching saw the success of the transaction, they also asked some people who wanted food to stand up, but before they could speak, they were blocked by Tang Zheng's words in their throats with a movement.

The white man turned to leave, and was suddenly grabbed by Tang Zheng's shoulder.

"Clever guy, I'm giving you a gun because of your big-bellied wife." Tang Zheng glanced at the food and showed a mocking smile, "One-third? Believe it or not, I can dig at least twice as much food out of your pickup? ”

The white man was stunned for a moment, sweating in and out of his body, and when the audience looked at his appearance, they knew that Tang Zheng had guessed correctly.

"Well, not to mention food, the distance from here to Washington alone is no more than five hours, and even if there is only half a backpack of food left, it is enough for you to eat for three days, or are you a pig?"

Although he was scolded, Bairen did not reply, and his wife wanted to come over, but he stopped him.

"For the sake of you being a good husband, I don't care about you, but don't treat me as a fool, if you want to trade, show sincerity in exchange." Tang Zheng let go of the white man, looked at the onlookers, and roared out with full anger. Hearing this, some of the guys who were still thinking of taking advantage immediately sat back, but a few still waved at him.

"Come here, I've got food." The one who shouted was an old man with a cowboy hat, there was an RV, and next to him, there was a little boy standing, who was looking at Tang Zheng timidly.

A few guys came around, and the old man expelled them with his eyes, but unfortunately no one paid attention, Tang Zheng wished there were more people and could bid.

"I have enough food for two rifles and five hundred rounds of ammunition." There was no way, the old man leaned into Tang Zheng's ear and whispered the request, "Ham, biscuits, and even desserts, you can choose." ”

"Wow, that's a lot." Someone still heard his words and pretended to be surprised and coaxed.

"Yes." Tang Zheng is too lazy to care, he will soon go to France, on the road, there is a lack of food, you can grab it, and the survivors are not good people.

"Wait, I'm going to change it too." A large man over two meters tall stood up and blocked the deal, and behind him were eight black men, all with shotguns in their hands, with fierce expressions on their faces.

"What do you get in exchange?" Qian Wen saw that this guy was empty-handed except for firearms, and he was obviously here to make trouble.

"I don't have food, but I can let you in, and with us here, we can keep you safe." This group of blacks comes from a gang organization and does extortion, so they don't care about these three little ones at all.

"You want to eat and drink for nothing, do you?" Li Ranhao was just about to pull out his gun, but the four black men had already dispersed and surrounded them, and if they didn't agree with each other, they were about to shoot.

"Young man, don't be impulsive." The black man was very proud, thinking that the overall situation was in control, and stared at the old man, "Go and prepare a good dinner for the brothers." ”

The old man reached out to pick up his gun, and the younger brother had already taken the lead, rushed to his side, waved the butt of the gun and smashed it on his head, and the old man was immediately overturned, bleeding profusely.

"Don't hit my grandfather." The little boy angrily pounced on the little brother, was kicked over, and couldn't get up in pain.

"You guys go find something to eat." After the black man finished instructing his little brother, he walked towards Tang Zheng, stared at the MG3 with black lacquer, and swallowed his saliva, "Good equipment, it's a sharp weapon for killing zombies." ”

The black man reached out and touched the gun, but the next second froze, a desert eagle was on his head, and with Tang Zheng's hand speed, the little brothers around him didn't have time to shoot to stop it.

"Brother, don't be impulsive." Blacks are scared.

"It's not just killing zombies, it's not bad to kill people." Tang Zheng sneered and calmed the scene. (Your support on this site is my biggest motivation.) )