Pick up an assassin as a wife

"Bang!" With a sound, Tang Xiaolong slammed the table and said angrily: "You are clearly robbing, and you are talking about bullshit cooperation!"

"Robbing? Children, don't say it so harshly! If we follow the administrative geographical division before the end of the world, the headquarters of our Yin Yang Sect is in Beitang! Who is robbing whom?" Yin Yang said with a sneer.

"Don't think that the Yin-Yang Sect is one of the ten legions, and our heaven will be afraid of you! If you have the ability, just come over!" Tang Xiaolong said angrily.

"Xiaolong, stop saying a few words!" Li Tian stopped Tang Xiaolong, poured a glass of wine for Yin Yang, and then said, "I wonder how Master Yin wants to cooperate? Do you just want the land?"

"That's right! You create the land, and I create the people! Then we work together. You know, three years ago, Beitang was the largest scientific research city in the northwest region, and Beitang was full of talents. After I established the Yin and Yang Sect, I was fortunate to start from here. Thousands of people were rescued from Beitang. Unfortunately, within three years, these people died due to various reasons, and now only five or six hundred people are left."

Five to six hundred people, the best in all walks of life, their strength is not very prominent in this post-apocalyptic era where warriors are in power and everything is about using force to solve problems.

But what about five or ten years later? What about waiting until the zombie crisis is under control, or even when the zombie problem is solved?

Then these five or six hundred people will become priceless treasures.

"Why do you want to cooperate with me? You have a research team of five to six hundred people, which is of great benefit to your Yin and Yang Sect." Li Tian asked.

"Why?" Yin Yang stretched out his fingers and tapped his masked face gently, and continued: "If the zombie virus is not solved for a day, I will have to live under this dark iron shell for a day. I hate it. This life with a mask!”

"In our Yin-Yang Sect headquarters, there are only a few hundred living people, and even more are corpses and dead soldiers! These people stay in my Yin-Yang Sect, and within a few years, they will eventually turn into corpses and dead soldiers! And Only by finding a suitable place for them to live, where they don’t have to worry about survival or live in fear, can their potential be fully unleashed.”

"The inner city of Beitang is probably the most suitable place. Moreover, I heard that your people have already gone to the forefront in zombie research!" Yin Yang said.

Although Yin Yang has strong personal desires, this does not affect Li Tian's affection for Yin Yang.

"Okay! I'll cooperate with you!" Li Tian extended his hand to Yin Yang: "Happy cooperation!"

…

The next day, Yin Yangmen headquarters, four or five floors underground.

This place is like hell, shrouded in darkness all year round. The lights in the corridors are always so dim, making people wonder what year and month it is in the outside world, nor whether it is day or night.

In such an environment, rows of prison-like rooms housed people who had escaped from Beitang.

Regardless of whether they were men, women, old or young, these people were all skinny and ragged, and their bodies were full of stench. And because these people have not been able to see the sun all year round, their pale yellow skin is now white without exception, an unhealthy white color.

"Get up, get up!" Several soldiers knocked on the doors and windows with iron rods in their hands, waking up the sleeping people.

"Get up, I'll take you to a good place today!" said the mourning soldiers.

These people's eyes were a little dull. After walking out of the door, they stood obediently in front of the door like prisoners. After waiting for everyone else to walk out of the room, they walked down the stairs to the ground, led by the mourning soldiers.

"Where are you taking us? Are you going to go out for some fun and some sunshine?"

"That's not right. We've just been out in the sun this week. Are you going to let us go?"

"Those bereaved soldiers just said they wanted to send us to a good place? Couldn't it be...?"

Walking out of the Yin Yang Gate headquarters, it was sunny and windy outside, surrounded by grass and the sound of birds and flowers.

"Don't stop, keep walking!" the soldiers shouted.

Although these people were confused, they did not dare to resist. They could only continue to follow the first few soldiers and move forward.

Soon they saw zombies moving slowly in the distance and walking towards them.

These people immediately screamed in terror, and some even cried.

"Brothers who are bereaved soldiers, please lock us in. We will go back and work overtime to do research. I beg you!"

"Stop talking nonsense and just follow along!" The soldiers said impatiently.

"Uh-huh!"

"Uh-huh!"

Several figures flashed out from the group of zombies and rushed towards the zombies, killing the low-level zombies in three strokes.

They had been walking for more than ten minutes, but they were still following the leading soldier, and they had no intention of stopping.

And every time zombies appear, the zombies will kill them quickly and will not let the zombies get within a hundred meters of these people.

Seeing that the zombies were eliminated one by one by the zombies, these people finally felt at peace.

These people breathed the fresh air greedily and stretched themselves.

"Brother the mourning soldier, where are you taking us?" An old man followed closely behind the mourning soldier in front and asked tremblingly.

"Heaven!" the soldier said coldly.

The old man staggered and almost fell.

"Brother...brother, can I not go to heaven! I haven't lived enough yet!"

"Okay! You can just turn around and walk back now, no one will stop you!" said the soldier.

The old man actually started crying: "Wow, we have been walking for more than an hour. If I go back, what if I encounter a zombie on the road?"

"Then you will really go to heaven!"

"Uncle Han, are you still so afraid of death at your age? No matter what, even if we die now, at least we will die under the sun. It is better than those who commit suicide underground!" said the man behind the old man. A man in his forties said.

The old man cried for a while but followed the mourning soldiers after seeing everyone, and then slowly calmed down.

During this period, people kept coming out of the big team, ran to the nearby willow tree, folded a few weeping willow branches, braided them into a hat and put it on their head.

Some women walked into the grass, picked a small yellow wild flower from the grass and put it on their heads.

Soon they left the grassland and walked into the steel forest of Beitang.

"We're back again! It seems we are going to die in Beitang!" I don't know who said this.

The happy atmosphere among the crowd immediately disappeared, replaced by sad faces.

Mr. Han was walking in this familiar yet unfamiliar city, mumbling something to himself: "There is an artificial lake over there, and I took my little granddaughter to fish there; there is a park in front of me, and I took My little granddaughter has flown a kite..."

As he spoke, Mr. Han shed tears again.

"Die, just die! It's not bad to be reunited with your family!"

At this time, the soldier walking in front suddenly shouted: "We'll be there soon! You can enter the city!"

"Going into the city? We are required to take the initiative to feed the zombies! We might as well run away now! Maybe there is still a way to survive!" Someone thought in their mind.

On the wall above the city gate, a person suddenly appeared, and the person shouted: "Welcome home!"

"Crunch~"

The city gate with thick walls was opened from the inside, and a dozen humans came out from inside, making a welcoming gesture.

"This Beitang has been brought back by humans!"

"Oh my God! We...we...actually arrived in 'heaven'"

Almost instantly everyone cried with joy.