The tire factory is located on the edge of the old industrial zone, surrounded by large areas of abandoned farmland and messy and dilapidated natural villages. Inside the factory there are two battered cement factories and some brick and tile bungalows.
The scrapyard and material yard are not small either.
"Tu tu tu tu..."
A three-wheeled agricultural vehicle emerged from the wilderness. The cracked windshield was covered with corpse blood. The driver was a young man wearing glasses with a dirty face and unshaven beard. He was wearing a black baseball cap.
Wearing the same dirty and tattered jeans.
"Don't close the door, wait for us..."
The older girl next to the young man shouted. The older girl was a newly minted killer. She wore purple leather shorts and fishnet stockings. She wore a small pink leather jacket. Her hair, which was highlighted and permed, was as messy as a chicken coop and as dirty as a chicken coop.
I haven't showered in many days.
"Don't shout, come in quickly..."
There were a few middle-aged people standing inside the side door of the tire factory. After the agricultural vehicle suddenly rushed in, several people quickly closed the door and blocked the iron door with thick wooden pillars. They followed them to surround the agricultural vehicle and jumped
Get up and check the supplies in the truck compartment.
"Oh my goodness! There is a big dog chasing us. Fortunately, there are compatriots here..."
Zhao Guanren jumped out of the agricultural vehicle, took out a pack of crumpled cigarettes and distributed them to several people. He deliberately asked with a Beijiang accent: "Uncle! Why are there no zombies in your area? The dog stopped chasing after it.
Can we live here?"
"You can live here if you want, but you have to pay the rent..."
A bearded man held a spear made of steel pipes, lit a cigarette and said: "We are the gatekeepers here. We are responsible for opening and closing the doors during the day and patrolling at night. You have to pay us a fee every week, calculated on a per capita basis."
, ten pounds of food per person, and we will find a place for you to live!"
"Twenty pounds a week, you guys are too shameless, make it cheaper..."
Zhao Guanren took out a Japanese knife from the car and put it on his back. The bearded man exhaled breath smoke and said: "You don't have to give me a tael, but if your things are stolen and your vegetables are pulled out, we won't care about it. You can build your own ladder to get in and out."
Climbing the wall, at least five pounds per person!"
"Okay! Five pounds is five pounds, find us a clean house..."
Zhao Guanren took out a large bag of flour from the side of the cart, and the bearded man took it with a smile, and got on his bicycle to lead them the way.
The factory area is like other places. Every place that can grow vegetables has been planted. Different areas are fenced and signed. Some women are fertilizing or drying clothes. They are in good spirits and their clothes are clean and tidy.
Still chatting lazily about family matters.
"At the moment, it seems that the people here are okay. They don't come around to grab things. They just have some small tricks..."
Killer Ke Xuelin took out a lady's cigarette and deliberately breathed the smell of smoke on her clothes. There were only two factories in the abandoned factory area. No one lived in the tile-roofed houses built against the wall. It was probably that the outer buildings were too dangerous.
It was converted into a public toilet.
"Okay! Come in..."
The bearded man stopped at the door of an old factory. The big iron door of the factory was closed, and only a small door was opened for people to enter and exit. There were about a dozen small shooting holes cut into the door, and there were also living corpses left behind.
With blood and scratches on his face, a group of old women sat in front of the door chatting.
"Hey~ Newcomers are here. Do you want furniture and bedding? My house is of high quality and low price..."
A group of old women gathered around hurriedly, stretching their heads to look into the truck bed. Ke Xuelin took the initiative to get out of the car and started chatting with the women. Zhao Guanren walked into the dilapidated factory alone with a Japanese knife on his back, and the smell of a group renting a house suddenly hit his face.
Come.
"Holy crap! This is the house you were talking about..."
Zhao Guanren looked around in surprise. The dilapidated factory building was the size of three basketball courts. The rooms were separated by wooden boards or iron sheets on both sides, leaving a three-meter-wide aisle in the middle. However, the aisle was also filled with tables, and men and women were sitting at the tables.
We choose vegetables, play cards and chess, and there are children running around.
"Although the conditions are a little rough, it's safe because there are so many people. If something happens, we can take care of each other..."
The bearded man led him to the wooden house in the corner, took out the key and opened a small wooden door. The dim room was only a dozen square meters, and it didn't even have a roof. The lighting came from broken windows high up in the factory building, and the windows were also
Covered with plastic sheeting.
"You can hear this fart next door. Isn't there a better room? I'll pay more..."
Zhao Guanren walked in with an unhappy face. There was only a double bed in the room, and a set of rusty iron file cabinets. There was no quilt on the bed, let alone a table, chair, or bench, and the air was filled with body odor.
.
"Little brother! You think this is a hotel. There are several big rooms in the material yard next door, but do you dare to live there..."
The bearded man followed up and said: "The people who live in the stockyard are all murderers, and you have to deal with the living corpses yourself. It's not like we have a security team here, and we can't get in the undead and living corpses. Besides, there are benefits here that you can't imagine."
, let me open your eyes first, Xiao Lu!"
"Here it comes! I heard a handsome guy is here, right..."
A young woman with heavy makeup walked in, bringing with her a long line of older girls and sisters-in-law. They were all dressed in very revealing clothes. They rushed in laughing and surrounded Zhao Guanren quite actively. The strong smell of perfume almost knocked him away.
Somersault.
"Ladies and gentlemen, my wife is still outside the door..."
Zhao Guanren hurriedly squeezed to the door, grabbed his clothes and said with a smile: "Don't be so enthusiastic at noon. Let's talk slowly after dark, right! A fellow countryman of mine may have also come here. His name is Zheng Weilong.
Have you heard of it?"
"Sexy ghost dragon! You live in Factory Building No. 2, and you are also from Beijiang..."
Mama Sang smiled and put her hand on his chest. Zhao Guanren nodded and said: "Of course! Can't you hear me with such a strong accent? Did you hear the town government's broadcast calling for survivors to go to Qiaotou Town to find the army? Some of you went
?”
"Who doesn't want to go, but you have to have your life to go..."
Mother Sang said solemnly: "Brother! I'm not scaring you. The land going south is not clean. As long as you cross Tianlin Road, you will be haunted by ghosts and commit suicide inexplicably. A few days ago, someone drove around and tried to go around, but he came back and hanged himself in the middle of the night.
It’s at the door!”
"Really? Is it so evil..."
Zhao Guanren looked at her with feigned surprise. As a result, a bunch of girls nodded and talked about hauntings. Although they were very exaggerated, everyone had seen suicides with their own eyes, and many of them died before and after.
Hundreds of people.
"No way?"
Zhao Guanren crossed his arms and said suspiciously: "According to what you said, we are trapped here. There is not much food around here. Have you tried to go to the county seat?"
"Go to the county town to find death. There are so many living corpses there that it's scary..."
Mamasang warned: "Don't run around. Many people who don't believe in evil are dead. Besides, the troops will come sooner or later. Did you hear the sound of artillery yesterday? The radio said that the troops have already reached Shuanghe County.
Let’s just wait patiently!”
"Sister! Let me tell you something..."
Zhao Guanren leaned over and whispered. Mamasang covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Little rascal! The requirements are quite high, but the price is not cheap. The first time I have to pay at least a few hundred kilograms, why don't you try the ones that just came out of the sea?
, not a baby but still clean, I’ll help you with fifty pounds!”
"don't want!"
Zhao Guanren said contemptuously: "You think I don't know how to count, and I charge so much for going to sea. But I have a lot of antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs, and a big box of alcohol. Can I exchange it for food?"
"Of course you can change it, antibiotics are valuable..."
The girls shouted quickly, Mamasang glared at them and said with a smile: "Medicine must be more valuable than food, so let's do this, you give me twenty boxes of antibiotics, and I will find you two beauties who just went to sea.
How about you change your tricks for two days and I'll help you look for them, Xiaochu?"
"Don't kill me, I'll ask about the price..."
Zhao Guanren turned around and walked out. Ke Xuelin was still chatting with the women outside the door. Zhao Guanren said hello to her, lit up a cigarette and walked to the No. 2 factory building, but Mamasang hurriedly chased him out again and kept urging him to exchange.
antibiotic.
"As long as your price is right, I will exchange it with you..."
Zhao Guanren handed her a cigarette and asked: "Are there many sick people among you? How to solve the problem of drinking water?"
"Antibiotics can save lives. Who doesn't prepare a few boxes of them, especially children who are prone to getting sick..."
Mama Sang put the cigarettes into a small leather bag and said: "There is a well in the sand and gravel quarry. A group of murderers occupy the well and sell water. The water they sell is not expensive, so everyone tolerates it. Someone is guarding the well.
It’s better than being polluted, and there is a well in the village, but occasionally there will be corpses of cats and dogs, and it takes more than half an hour to go back and forth!”
"Who lives in the scrap yard? Why do they live separately..."
Zhao Guanren looked at a courtyard wall to the east. A doorway was cut out in the wall. Next door was a collection station filled with all kinds of junk. Many people were sorting junk. There was only a row of bungalows in the yard, and there were buildings next to it.
There are about ten prefabricated houses.
"It's not anyone. All the rags picked up by everyone are thrown over there for recycling..."
Mama Sang said: "There are a few people who specialize in collecting and exchanging things. They have several generators to provide power to everyone for a limited time at night. Otherwise, how can we survive in the summer, so everyone is willing to throw the rags over, and there are blacksmiths who make knives."
Where’s the armor!”
"Oh! Very good..."
Zhao Guanren walked forward noncommittally. The sand and gravel quarry was to the north of the factory. The three fields formed an L shape. From a distance, he could see a lot of sand and gravel in the quarry. They were piled up like hills.
There is also a small two-story second floor.
"Hey! How is your relationship with Zheng Weilong..."
Mamasang suddenly grabbed him, and Zhao Guanren said in surprise: "What's wrong? Actually, I don't know him, but his sister and I had a good time, but he was eaten by zombies. Her sister said that Zheng Weilong is here, and there are a few from her family.
Relative, I just wanted to send him a message!"
"Then don't get too close to him, he will offend others..."
Mama Sang whispered: "Zheng Weilong thought he was dead, so he killed his wife that night. But the other day he came back and threatened to kill him. He asked his wife to sleep with him, but she still refused.
, they dare not go out these days!"
Zhao Guanren said in surprise: "Isn't Zheng Weilong single? Where did he get his wife? Where are his relatives?"
"We are in love. As time goes by, we will become our wives..."
Mama Sang covered her mouth and said: "Actually, they are here for her sister. Her eldest sister is Zheng Pingping, a pretty little widow, but the pervert has done several disgusting things, and his relatives don't want to see him anymore.
Zheng Pingping is even less willing to help him sleep with others!"
"Zheng Pingping is a widow. Is her husband Jin Yongyan dead..."
Zhao Guanren frowned instinctively, but Mamasang had never heard of Jin Yongyan's name at all, so he had to quickly walk into the No. 2 factory building. As a result, there were more people here than No. 1, and the rooms were very cramped, but there were still
An elevated floor with about a dozen large rooms above.
"Xiao Rui! Come here and introduce a handsome guy to you..."
Mamasang suddenly smiled and waved, and a beautiful girl walked out of the room, but Zhao Guanren took a breath of cold air. This young and beautiful girl was not someone else, but his lover in his previous life, from the old Wang family next door.
Wife——Hu Xinrui!
"Brother! This beauty is a stewardess..."
Mother Sang Fuer smiled and said: "It's like a real yellow flower girl. I finally managed to get through her ideological work, but she asked for a higher price, five hundred catties of grain and one hundred catties of anti-inflammatory drugs of the same price, so
No one has been looking for her, so if you are interested, you can chat with her!"
"Sister Lu! Who is this? Is this new..."
Hu Xinrui wore a long black dress and looked at Zhao Guanren in surprise.
"Haha~ Miss, you..."
Just as Zhao Guanren smiled and wanted to chat, a young mature woman in a white dress walked towards him again. He was stunned for a moment and then suddenly realized that she was Jin Yongyan's first love girlfriend, Zheng Pingping, who was drowned in the reservoir...