infinite boiling

Chapter 977 Make trouble
"Don't worry about these, Tang Zheng will give you one more potion, everything is worth it, besides, you can grab the seeds again."

Dong Zixuan tried to persuade her, but she didn't realize the consequences of Tang Zheng's allocation. Not everyone would be considerate of others. After all, it was related to the seeds of survival chances. Even Zhou Meng and He Lian were not eligible to share the spoils. The survivors seemed to be indifferent on the surface, but they were actually somewhat dissatisfied with Tang Zheng in their hearts, and even complained that the policewoman was talkative.

Girls like Jing Lan who are in a disadvantaged position have no other ideas and trust Tang Zheng very much. After all, until now, he has resisted all the difficulties and has not abandoned anyone, except of course, Li Wenbo's kind of scum.

There were only three male students left, and there was no nonsense. According to Tang Zheng's nostalgic personality, the next harvest must be for them, so he stood by his side, actively supported him, and prepared to perform well in the future.

"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 being on the wrong team.

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

"Fight hard and divide the loot according to everyone's contribution. Even if you can't get the seeds, I will give you the potion, but if you paddle or just care about your own escape, then sorry, you will be expelled from the team." Tang Zheng said early Seeing through most of the newcomers, giving them seeds is also a prudent thing to protect their lives. Even if they fall out, so what, as long as they hold life-saving medicine, they will pinch their lifelines, and they will not be able to accept softness. Don’t be afraid if you bite, I have medicine, and you won’t be infected if you take a sip.”

Tang Zheng's words relieved the newcomers, including the traffic police. Kong Licheng was very upset, but there was nothing he could do. His only thought now was to quickly find the vending machine and gamble with the internal organs. Enough of the vibe.

"You two have something to eat, and then go to the carriage to activate your abilities. I will arrange someone to watch the night." Tang Zheng threw a can of food to Zhao Dongtao, "Liu Man, you guard them. I will find someone in two hours. Shift."

Liu Man nodded reluctantly, planning to find an opportunity to exchange feelings with Tang Zheng. She was completely regarded as a passerby.

"Very good. I will try my best to keep my guns close to my body in the future. I will take advantage of my spare time to get familiar with how to use them. Zixuan, teach them. There are still some police spare guns on the anti-riot vehicle. I won't use them for the time being. I will replace them with them." Order some food." Tang Zheng stood up, patted the dust off his buttocks, and walked towards the anti-riot vehicle. He had observed that there were many people in the camp, and it was far from enough to have a gun in each hand. Moreover, after escaping, the ammunition was exhausted. Also a big problem, they will definitely need supplies.

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

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

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

"I want to buy a gun, how much is it?" The tired-looking white man took out a wallet from his pocket. After looking through it, there were only a few hundred dollars. He felt that it was too little, so he hurriedly took out a few more 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 him, probably his wife, looking at her husband expectantly. Means to live, with an open rucksack next to it, and only a small amount of food.

"One, please, just one." The white man blocked the way, he was carrying a shotgun, which made Li Ranhao very vigilant.

"Get out of the way, we only trade for food, if you don't have anything, get out of the way." Qian Wen also killed zombies before, so he didn't care about a person, so he pushed him on the chest from behind, Li Ranhao also pulled out the Gluck pistol, Always be ready to shoot.

The white man was very strong, but he just took a step back. Seeing Li Ranhao's movements, he subconsciously held the Remington M870.

"Stop, or I'll shoot!" Li Ranhao yelled, holding guns in both hands, aiming at the white man, his wife saw the scene, the blood on her face faded away, covered with panic, struggling to stand up .

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

The natives who camped nearby have been paying attention to the movement here, and all the people with weapons are in their hands, but they didn't show up. After all, Tang Zheng is tall and straight, stained with blood and gunpowder smoke, and exudes a tough guy with iron blood , a bit of vision will not cause trouble, not to mention the MG3 slanting across his chest gave them great pressure.

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

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

Before Tang Zheng could answer, the white man ran back to his wife anxiously. While saying don't worry, he took food from his rucksack. After taking four cans of food, he hesitated and took two more packs of biscuits.

"Is this enough?" The white man stuffed the food towards Qian Wen, and went to get the rifle he was carrying behind him.

"Wait, these are not enough." Qian Wen didn't answer, he is not a fool, firearms are in short supply, and the supply exceeds demand, so he can raise the price arbitrarily.

"Please, sell me one, this is already a third of our food." The white man begged Tang Zheng, sweating profusely. It's not that he didn't want to grab it, but the thought was only in his head After turning around in a circle, he disappeared. The young man's eyes were too fierce. He had no doubt that as long as he moved, his head would definitely be blown off.

"I pity you, who pity me? Get out of the way if you don't have food." Li Ranhao reached out to push the white man. He rarely spoke, but he was absolutely cautious, and his judgment would not be affected by his feelings. This is why he has survived until now. .

"It's changed, give him a rifle and three magazines!" Tang Zheng stopped Li Ranhao. With so many people watching, if he was too stingy, it would have a bad effect.

"Thank you, thank you." The white man was grateful.

Seeing the success of the transaction, the onlookers asked some people who wanted food to stand up, but before they could speak, Tang Zheng's movement blocked the words in their throats.

The white man turned to leave, and Tang Zheng grabbed his shoulder suddenly.

"Smart guy, I gave you the gun because of your pregnant wife." Tang Zheng glanced at the food and smiled mockingly, "One-third? Believe it or not, I returned it from your pickup truck. Can you dig out at least double the amount of food?"

The white man froze for a moment, his body was sweating profusely, and the surrounding audience saw his appearance and knew that Tang Zheng had guessed right.

"Well, not to mention the food, the distance from here to Washington is only five hours at most, even if there is only half a rucksack of food left, it is enough for you to eat for three days, or are you a pig? "

Although he was scolded, Bairen didn't reply. His wife wanted to come, but he stopped her.

"For the sake of you being a good husband, I don't argue with you, but don't treat me as an idiot. If you want to make a deal, just exchange it with sincerity." Tang Zheng let go of the white man, looked at the crowd, He roared out angrily.

Hearing these words, some guys who were still thinking of taking advantage sat back immediately, but a few still waved at him.

"Come here, I have food." The one who shouted was an old man wearing a cowboy hat, who had an RV, and beside him stood a little boy, looking at Tang Zheng timidly.

A few guys who joined in the fun gathered around, and the old man drove them away with his eyes, but unfortunately no one paid any attention, Tang Zheng wished that there would be more people so that he could bid.

"I have enough food, two rifles, and five hundred rounds of ammunition." No way, the old man leaned into Tang Zheng's ear and whispered his request, "Ham, biscuits, and even desserts, take your pick. "

"Wow, that's a lot." Someone still booed in feigned surprise after hearing his words.

"Okay." Tang Zheng was too lazy to worry about it. He was going to France soon. On the way, he was short of food and could grab it. The survivors were not Anxian people.

"Wait, I want to change too." A big man with a stature of more than two meters stood up and blocked the transaction. Behind him were eight black men, all holding shotguns in their hands, with fierce expressions on their faces.

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

"I don't have any food, but I can let you join the gang. With us here, we can guarantee your safety." This group of black people came from a gang organization, and what they did was extortion, so they didn't care about the three little shrimps at all.

"You want to eat and drink for free, right?" Li Ranhao was about to draw his gun when the four black men had already dispersed and surrounded them. If there was any disagreement, they would 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 big dinner for the brothers."

The old man stretched out his hand to pick up the gun, but a younger brother was already one step ahead, rushed to his side, swung the butt of the gun and smashed it on his head, the old man was immediately turned over, bleeding all over his face.

"Don't hit my grandpa." The little boy threw himself at his younger brother angrily, and was kicked over, unable to get up in pain.

"You guys go find something to eat." After the black man ordered the younger brother, he walked towards Tang Zheng, stared at the black lacquered MG3, and swallowed his saliva, "Good equipment, it is a sharp weapon for killing zombies."

The black man reached out to touch the gun, but froze in the next second. A Desert Eagle was pressed against his head. With Tang Zheng's hand speed, the boys around him had no time to shoot to stop him.

"Brother, don't be impulsive." The black man was scared.

"It's not just killing zombies, it's also good to kill people." Tang Zheng sneered, calming down the scene.

(End of this chapter)