"Why don't you drive? They all ran away!" The young man looked at the old man who kept calling his grandson with puzzled expression.
A burly man pushed the crowd away and shouted to the young man: "Boy, don't talk nonsense. If you don't open it, just give me the key. I want to go out. I never want to do this again."
It’s time.”
As he said that, he reached out to snatch the key from his hand.
Seeing this, the old man quickly said: "Didn't you hear the gunshots outside? There must be a big problem outside, otherwise how could we hear gunshots here, even the people guarding us?
Ran out.
You all heard what the person on the walkie-talkie said just now, right? They are rebelling and they are fighting."
Hearing this, the burly man sneered and said mockingly: "That's not just right, it gives us a chance to go out. Boy, give me the key quickly."
"It's not like you don't know how far the wall is built. We built the wall, but it's not finished at all now. With such loud gunfire, and it's night again, the zombies outside are very likely to come in!
If we don’t open the door, our place is the safest place. If we open the door, everyone will die!”
The old man's eyes were scary and calm, but he still explained patiently.
Because he knew there were many people inside, who had the same idea as the burly man, and wanted to escape from here.
"Haha, I believe you! Don't force me to do it!" The burly man stepped forward and took the key from the young man's hand.
Some people nearby had uncertain expressions on their faces after hearing what the old man said.
And more people had the same idea as the burly man. They felt that if zombies came in, the biker gang would definitely cease fire and stop the zombies.
This is also the only chance for these slaves to escape.
This opportunity is too rare. If they don't seize this opportunity, they may never have another chance again.
So they all looked at the young man with evil eyes, and the meaning was very obvious.
The young man saw this group of people approaching and quickly took a few steps towards the old man.
He asked in a low voice: "Old Huangtou, what should we do now?"
The old man sighed inwardly, and a stern look appeared in his eyes.
Said to the young man: "Xiaoye, go and open the door, remember not to give them the key."
The young man curled his lips. Although this old man often took advantage of him and often called him grandson, he had seen how powerful this old man was. If it weren't for this old yellow head, the two of them would have died in this apocalypse.
It is extremely difficult for an old man and a young man to survive in this cannibalistic apocalypse.
All this is due to Lao Huangtou's ability to make accurate judgments every time.
The correct judgments made again and again made the young people trust the old man more and more.
"Don't grab, don't grab, I'll open the door right now." Xiaoye looked at the people slowly approaching and shouted quickly.
"Don't drive!" Some people said to young Xiaoye after hearing what Old Huangtou said.
"Drive quickly! If you don't drive, I will kill you."
"Open the door!"
These burly men said to Xiaoye fiercely.
Xiaoye looked at their fierce looks and felt extremely unhappy.
So fierce, why should you be more ruthless in the face of those motorcycle gangs? Usually there will be fights between slaves like them.
These are the masters who bully the weak and fear the strong.
The young man quickly walked to the door and inserted the key into the lock.
Bah!
The lock is opened.
boom!
As soon as the lock was opened, the iron door was pushed open by the burly man.
Then he ran outside with excitement on his face.
Tap tap tap!
A large group of people followed the burly man and ran outside together.
"Ouch." The young man was hit several times by the people running away. He could only stay away from the door, and then watched them leave.
At this moment, a quarter of the people in the factory were missing.
Many of the remaining people were waiting to see if there were any zombies outside. Those who went out would only know when they saw it.
When they see it, they can decide whether to go out or not.
The burly man who was the first to run outside the factory saw thick smoke billowing outside, fire everywhere, and gunshots coming from the front.
But, I just didn't see any zombies.
He was about to run outside, but after taking two steps, he suddenly remembered what Old Huangtou had just said, so he took a few steps back.
He shouted to the people inside the iron railing: "You damn old man, where did the zombies come from? I haven't seen a single zombie. Come out quickly. If you don't come out, you won't have a chance."
I watched him go out, and then came back to tell me about the situation outside. Having learned from the past, everyone who stayed inside the iron railings desperately wanted to go out. At this time, they could no longer hold it in and started to go outside.
run out.
After hearing the burly man's words, Old Huangtou's eyes flashed with thought.
Finally decided not to go out.
This evening, the boss of the motorcycle gang suddenly ran out with most of the gang members. He must have encountered some problem.
It was now evening, and they did not hear the roar of a large number of vehicles in the factory. Judging from the noise, only a few people should have come in.
What about the others? Where are they?
There must be something fishy in it.
In addition to these people who had just returned, not long after their return, rebellion broke out outside and conflicts broke out, so there must be something wrong.
The most important thing is, even if you run out now, what will happen next?
In the dark night, there are zombies outside the wall. If they run out of the factory, where else can they go?
At most, it is nothing more than getting out of the cage of this factory and entering a cage surrounded by zombies. There is no point in escaping without being able to completely escape.
What's more, Old Huangtou doesn't want to take risks.
The gunshots outside were so loud that most of the biker gang members ran out and never came back. There must be a shortage of manpower inside, and there is a high possibility that they will not be able to hold the wall.
Once the wall is broken down, the biker gang's lair becomes a dead end.
The safest thing is to stay in this cage-like factory building, at least you won't die.
After thinking about it for a while, Old Huangtou's eyes suddenly became firm, and he believed in his own judgment.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Then, he slowly approached the door and the young man he kept calling grandson.
Wow~
More and more people can't stand the temptation of freedom. They have been squeezed and bullied too hard by the motorcycle gangs during this period, and they can no longer stand it.
In the factory, there are very few people moving at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.
Soon, the factory, which originally housed more than a thousand or nearly two thousand people, was suddenly reduced by more than half.
Among those who stayed, some were still waiting and watching, wanting to wait a little longer.
Some people listened to what Old Huangtou said and felt that what he said made sense, so they stayed.
There are also some people who don’t know what they are doing. It feels dangerous to go out, but they feel safer if they stay.
Suddenly, several people walked out of the factory, led by a short man.
In any group, even in prison, there will be some people who get together to form gangs, and if there is a gang, there will be a boss.
This group of people is the stronger group among the slave group.
When Old Huangtou saw these people approaching, his eyes changed.
He opened his mouth, revealing two missing front teeth, and said to the short man at the head: "Jiuge, do you want to go out too?"
The short man took a deep look at Old Huangtou and looked at the other people in the factory.
After thinking for a while, he slowly approached Old Huangtou and whispered: "Old Huangtou, you are a smart man, tell me why you don't go out?"
After hearing this, Old Huangtou suppressed his smile and said to Jiuge: "Didn't I just say that the gunshots outside are so loud, and the wall is not well built, so it cannot hold up."
The short man took a deep look at Lao Huang and said, "I hope you won't lie to me."
Then he said to the young man: "Boy, bring the key."
Xiaoye glanced at Old Huangtou, the meaning in his eyes was very obvious.
You definitely can't beat them, so what should you do?
Old Huangtou pondered for a few seconds, this little man wanted to get the key in his hand now, for what purpose.
After all, the doors are open.
The purpose of the key is obvious——
He is closing!!
"Give it to him." Lao Huang's mind changed quickly, and he immediately thought of the short man's intention.
The young man threw the key towards Jiuge, who took it, then walked to the people following him behind him and whispered a few words.
After listening to the short man's words, those few people's eyes were filled with surprise, and then they walked towards the door and guarded the iron-railed door.
Then wrap the iron chain around it, put the lock in place, and close the door halfway.
As long as you want to close the door, you can pull the door shut at any time, pull the chain and lock it, which is very convenient.
But it doesn't mean they are all locked up. If someone wants to get out, they can just get under the chains.
Xiaoye walked up to Old Huangtou and asked in a low voice: "Old Huangtou, why did you ask me to give them the key? This makes us very passive.
If there are really zombies rushing in outside and he doesn't close the door, we will all die.
If there are no zombies outside and he closes the door, we will lose the chance to escape."
Old Huangtou took a look at the young man. He was quite tall, about 1.9 meters tall, but he was too thin, weighing less than 120 pounds.
"Can you beat them?" Old Huangtou glanced at Xiaoye and said calmly.
"..." The young man looked at the figures of the people guarding the door. He was a little dissatisfied, but also helpless and speechless.
"Sun Zai, those who know the current affairs are heroes. This is the first truth.
The second truth. Sometimes, you must be clear about one thing and understand other people's intentions. If you want to do something, it is not enough to rely on your own strength. As long as you figure out other people's intentions, if they are consistent with your own interests,
If there is no conflict, then you can make concessions on some things.
When times come, heaven and earth all work together, and the heroes are not free.
Go with the trend, sometimes you have to take advantage of it..."
The young people seemed to understand, but not completely.
But in order to show that he understood, he didn't want to be looked down upon by Lao Suntou, he was also a person who wanted to save face.
So he looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, pretending to be serious, with deep eyes, nodded and said, "That makes sense."
When Old Huangtou saw him like this, the corner of his mouth twitched.
How come this boy's moral character is exactly the same as his father's?
So fucked.
But when he was relieved, this boy still respected the old and loved the young very much. Although he never recognized him as his grandson, he did not leave him alone many times when he was in danger.
As time went by and they experienced more things together, he began to treat this boy as his own grandson.
........
As the gunfire rang out, the zombies became more and more restless on the unfinished wall of the motorcycle gang's lair.
Click!
Suddenly, there was a strange noise from a wall on the right.
The wall was only half-built, and the entire middle was blocked by vehicles. The vehicles were entangled with chains and then stuck on the cement.
At this time, the car in the middle was pushed by the zombie group.
Click, click, click!
The vehicle that was originally stuck, as an iron lock loosened, the gap in the middle of the vehicle became wider and wider.
Boom!
The car was completely pushed away, and a large group of zombies got in through the gap.
These zombies are like a tide, and the tide rushes towards the blocked cars. Once there is a hole, other blocks can be easily broken open.
Soon, the gap grew larger and larger until a six to seven meter long opening was formed.
More and more zombies are rushing in.
And at this moment.
The burly man who had just ran out of the factory building saw people on both sides of the center still fighting, and had already entered into a fierce gunfight.
Feeling happy, I circled around the center and ran to the right.
He wants to escape!
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