However, everyone had already discussed it before, and all the conversations were conducted by the Extraordinary Dao. So they did not dismantle the Extraordinary Dao.

Although I heard the strange name given them, I didn't say anything.

Gao Xianda was holding back his laughter, Lu Fen looked indifferent, and Gui Mei vomited a mouthful of angry saliva to the side.

But this is not a big deal, it is very consistent with their character. After all, there is nothing strange about a few weirdos in the circus.

"What do you want to do?" said the middle-aged man holding a gun.

"We want to find a safe place to spend the night." He sighed very much, "What happened recently is so incredible. There are such... You know, monsters! I watched one of my friends suddenly go crazy and pounce on me, and actually want to bite me!"

"You weren't bitten, are you?" said the middle-aged man holding the gun vigilantly.

"No," said very much, "this is probably the only thing to celebrate. I was saved by Alexandra. But my other friends were dead, and only four of us were left."

"Okay, come with me." said the middle-aged man holding a gun. "But we only provide accommodation and not food. If you want something to eat, you have to find it yourself or exchange it for daily necessities."

"We found some food before we came," said very much. "My trainer friend was preparing to feed the tiger's beef. Unfortunately, the tiger was crazy, and he almost fed the tiger himself."

As he spoke, he looked at Gao Xianda very much.

"This joke is not funny at all." Gao Xianda said, pretending to be true, "It is my friend."

"My friend who can eat my friends," said very much. "Anyway, when we ran away, we took out the beef. Although we were ready for animals to eat, the taste would not be too bad if we roasted it."

He was very proud to hold a plastic bag in his hand, which he prepared in advance, and there were a few pieces of bloody steak inside.

The bloody smell inside had aroused the suspicion of the middle-aged man holding a gun, but when he heard it was beef, he couldn't help swallowing. It seemed that he hadn't eaten serious food for some time.

"That's good." He tried to act calmly, but his attitude was obviously much gentler. "Come with me, by the way, my name is Rick."

"Thank you, Rick." He nodded very much, then turned around and blinked at Gao Xianda and the others. It means he succeeded.

However, Gui Mei, wearing leather shorts, still gave him back only to spit on the ground full of contempt.

Gao Xianda and his team followed Rick to the center of the camp, briefly introduced them to everyone, and also introduced the people in the camp.

It turned out that Rick was actually the deputy sheriff of the Raccoon City Police Department, but was injured and hospitalized a few months ago.

Later, due to a zombie riot, the hospital was shut down, and he escaped from the hospital. After some adventure, he met with his relatives and friends.

Next to the campfire, there was a beautiful young woman named Rick's wife Lowry, and next to her was a seven-year-old child, the son of Rick and Lowry, named Carl.

On the other side of the camp, there is another strong man with a troll named Sean, who is Rick's colleague. He used to be a partner and was a good gunman.

Another long-haired man who doesn't like using guns but uses a giant crossbow is called Daryl. He is very good at survival in the wild and shoots crossbow arrows very accurately.

In addition, there are several men who, although they are holding guns in their hands, have not been trained and can only play a vigilant role. If there are really zombies rushing over, they will not play much role.

Because Rick had been a policeman and had a higher position than Sean, he was now the leader of this team, and his opinions were decisive. Since he decided to let Gao Xianda and others come over, no one else was too much trouble.

Those who like to chat had a simple chat with Gao Xianda and the others; the others, at most, just moved their butts silently, leaving some space for them.

The campfire was burned very vigorously, which could warm the cold hearts of everyone who lingered or lost their loved ones, and also warm the bodies of Gao Xianda and the four people who had just experienced the ice storm.

Qidao took out the steak, processed it briefly, then put it on the branches and baked it on the fire. His cooking skills can finally come into play.

In Gao Xianda's opinion, his skills can only be considered average. After all, Gao Xianda once worked in the Dalai Lama and met the cooking masters in the palace. Although he claimed to have learned cooking skills from the Imperial Chef, he may not have learned it well.

But in the eyes of others, this "magic" from the East can be described as cool.

The stability of his wooden sticks and the freehand paintings of sprinkling seasonings were all that others had never seen before. And not long after, a strong smell of meat wafted out of the meat, which drew into everyone's noses and eyes.

This may have a little less temptation to contractors such as Gao Xianda, but Rick and others have not eaten serious food for several days. After seeing the very delicious barbecue, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Rick and several other adults said nothing due to politeness. But his son Carl couldn't help it.

"Dad, I want to have barbecue too," Carl said.

"Don't worry, I'll heat you up the can of beans." Rick ran to the back and took a can of baked beans and put them next to the fire.

From his importance to that can, we can see that their food is not much, and even canned beans are a very important asset for them.

"No, I don't want to eat beans! I want to eat barbecue!" Carl screamed loudly after all.

His voice made the other children make noise.

"No, we don't have barbecue, only beans," Rick said. "If you don't want to eat, I'll put it away."

His wife Lowry's lips moved and wanted to speak several times, but she still held back and hugged her son, trying to prevent him from making noise.

"Dad, what are you afraid of? We don't know them! We have guns in our hands! You ask them to hand over the barbecue!" Lowry couldn't control Carl at all, and Carl was still shouting loudly.

"Pan!" Rick gave Carl a loud mouth.

"We are humans, not those... livestock!" Rick said angrily. His mouth twitched a little because of anger, and his eyes were a little red because of his mistake.

"We can't steal other people's things!" Rick insisted.

"It doesn't matter if you want to eat barbecue," said Niu smile. "We don't have much appetite, there should be leftovers. As you said before, you can exchange other daily necessities for exchange."
Chapter completed!