I Was Bitten by a Zombie

　　Rusty kitchen knives, scissors, steel balls, and a large iron pan with a hole in it.

　　Don't look at these as junk, but in the apocalypse, inconspicuous junk can be of great use.

　　"Boss, I found something good, it's kerosene, haha."

　　A young man was carrying a soda bottle, and there was not much colorless and transparent liquid in the bottle.

　　However, the young man smelled it just now and confirmed that it was kerosene.

　　Kerosene is a good thing.

　　If you get a mild burn, immediately soak the injured area in kerosene, which will relieve pain after a few minutes, reduce swelling and prevent blistering.

　　If you are stung by a wasp or a scorpion, you can also apply caustic soda and kerosene to the affected area to reduce swelling and relieve pain.

　　Of course, kerosene is now an important fuel for Liu Feng and others.

　　"Boss, come here quickly and see what I found."

　　At this moment, a man shouted loudly.

　　Liu Feng and others followed the man's shouts and came to a wooden house.

　　At this time, the floor of the first floor of the wooden house has been pried off.

　　On the floor, there are actually a lot of rifles, and they are old-fashioned grandfather-level rifles.

Chapter [-]: Drive away!

　　These rifles are often seen in anti-Japanese dramas, and now they must be antiques.

　　"This shouldn't be a three-eighth cover."

　　"It seems so."

　　"How can there be such a thing here?"

　　"Who knows?"

　　In the discussion of several men, Liu Feng took out a rifle.

　　These rifles are buried in straw, and there are a lot of bullets beside them.

　　It is estimated that the owner of this house, who once picked it up, hid the gun at home.

　　Although it is illegal to hide a gun, as long as you don't tell it and show it off, who knows?

　　There are a total of 16 rifles, and the bullets are all calculated, a total of 407 rounds.

　　"The maintenance is not bad. Before the outbreak of the virus, the owner of this gun must have cleaned the gun when he has time."

　　"Is this gun still usable?"

　　"Who knows, this gun is older than my grandpa's."

　　"Why don't you try a shot?"

　　"I, I dare not."

　　Seeing Liu Feng pulling the bolt, the men started talking again.

　　Guns are a good thing. In the apocalypse, guns can pull up a team and dominate one side.

　　In the future, there is no need to waste time and effort, and take risks to search for supplies.

　　As long as you catch a team of survivors and grab them directly, you need food and food, and women and women.

　　Liu Feng's group lacked guns. If they had guns, they would definitely have a big fight.

　　Liu Feng said to the surrounding men: "Put it away first, find a place to try it out, if it can sound, we will make a profit. Even if it can't sound, we can scare people."

　　It should be raining today, but when I woke up early, I didn't see the sun.

　　Zhang Cheng and Tang Ying tossed for a night last night. Although he was an old wife, Tang Ying became more and more good at serving people.

　　Zhang Cheng had a comfortable night, and when he woke up, he was refreshed.

　　Although the weather is bad today, it does not prevent Zhang Cheng from patrolling.

　　It is known from Ren Qingxia and others that the patrol by Zhang Cheng and others was very successful, and the survivors around the site did not dare to approach easily.

　　This is the effect Zhang Cheng wants.

　　People do not offend me, I do not offend others, how can there be such a good thing in the world?

　　Every husband is innocent, but he is guilty. Zhang Cheng has so many women, and there are grains and guns on the site. Which one is not missed by people?

　　As for sharing?To have all this, Zhang Cheng had to save up. Before the virus broke out, he had never seen those rich people, who worked hard to make money, and finally donated all of them to strangers for free.

　　Zhang Cheng doesn't want to be a saint, no matter whether he is a saint or a bad person, a wicked person, a traitor, whether his reputation is good or bad, it has nothing to do with him, he doesn't care.

　　As for human unity and communication?He doesn't need either.

　　He now feels that he is living a good life, that he cannot save the world, and that others should not bother him.

　　For now, keep it up.

　　Jia Huilan also made white cut chicken this morning, and it tasted really good.

　　The three-pound rooster all entered the stomachs of Zhang Cheng and others.

　　The desserts and snacks that follow are the same.

　　It can be seen that Jia Huilan is very attentive, changing tricks to let Zhang Cheng and others eat well.

　　Moreover, every day I will find ways to come up with some new tricks.

　　Zhang Cheng is not a fool, he knows that Jia Huilan wants to please them, and Tang Ying also mentioned Li Shasha's name to Zhang Cheng.

　　Tang Ying felt that Jia Huilan was not easy, and when Zhang Cheng and Tian Molan spent the night, Tian Molan also mentioned this matter.

　　Zhang Cheng is not a good person, let alone a saint. Now that the sea of ​​corpses is vast, it is easier said than done to find a living person!

　　Therefore, you can only follow the fate. If you encounter it in the future, you can bring it back.

　　However, Jia Huilan's cooking skills are really good. The hot pot he made last night, and the pickled fish the day before yesterday, the taste was so mouth-watering that he unknowingly ate two more bowls of rice.

　　Zhang Cheng said something casually: "Today, I will stop by Shipan Town for a walk, and go and bring back all the gasoline. By the way, I will stop by and get some bananas."

　　Ye Jingting heard the words, took it to heart, and went back to talk to Jia Huilan.

　　Ye Jingting knew that Jia Huilan would be very happy after listening to it.

　　Although Zhang Cheng did not say that he would go to Shipan Town to find someone, but the scope was expanded, and the possibility of encountering Li Shasha was higher.

　　However, for a few seconds, Ye Jingting's eyes dimmed again.

　　Jia Huilan has hope, but what about her hope?

　　Xiaoying sat next to her, swaying her legs, and said, "I want to eat hot pot at noon."

　　Zhang Cheng picked up the potstickers with chopsticks and stuffed it into Xiaoying's mouth: "Eat, eat, eat whatever you want, and still be hungry?"

　　"Um...a little hot..."

　　Xiaoying said vaguely.

　　Tang Ying and the others covered their mouths and smiled.

　　Zhang Cheng and others set off to patrol.

　　There are gas stations in Wenhua Town and Dongling Town, but you eat what's in a bowl and look at what's in a pot.

　　In the gas stations in Wenhua Town and Dongling Town, the gasoline inside was stored in the stronghold by Zhang Cheng.

　　As for the gasoline in other towns, Zhang Cheng also wanted to pull them all back and store them in the stronghold.

　　These are important materials, even if Zhang Cheng can't use them up, he can't just leave them alone.

　　If Zhang Cheng does not take it, he will also take it for others.

　　And if the survivors have fuel, they will have more means to survive. If they linger around Wenhua Town and Dongling Town and don't leave, it will only be a threat and trouble.

　　Simply drive them away, as far as possible.

Seven hundred and ninetieth chapters: Explosion!

　　There is only one gas station in Shipan Town.

　　To open a small gas station in a township requires a gas dispenser, a gas pipe, a gas gun, an oil tank, an oil, and a canopy.

　　In addition to building station buildings, interior decoration and office supplies, there are also procedures that need to be handled, such as business licenses, refined oil retail business licenses, and hazardous chemicals business licenses.

　　If there is a convenience store in a gas station, a health permit, a cigarette license, and a liquor license are also required.

　　In short, to get a small gas station down, at least two or three million, and it has to be related, it doesn't matter, the procedures can't be approved.

　　Zhang Cheng had a map, so he could easily find the location of the gas station.

　　However, before entering the gas station, Zhang Cheng and others cleaned up a batch of zombies.

　　Not many, about two hundred.

　　These zombies were eating the corpses. Judging from the situation at the scene, it should have been a car accident.

　　As for the cause of the accident?It may be because of the car breakdown, or it may be slippery on a rainy day.

　　In short, Zhang Cheng is not a traffic policeman, nor is he interested in investigating.

　　The Risheng gas station in front of you is a small gas station with a maximum oil storage capacity of about 40 tons.

　　However, since the outbreak of the virus, there have been so many survivors coming and going, and Zhang Cheng doesn't know how many people have come to get oil and how much they have taken.

　　Just one thing is certain, the average survivor team does not have such a big appetite.

　　Li Yan said with a smile: "I hope to fill our tanker truck."

　　After following Zhang Cheng, the days of Li Yan and others became more and more satisfactory.

　　If you see it, you can grab it, and if you grab it back, you are not afraid of being missed by others, and you will come in if you have the ability.