Arc 4.4

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The other team is also a mercenary team, the captain is Wu Hanfei, from Geng Province. Their original base was broken by a wave of zombies, and they fled here all the way.

This mercenary team had no more than fifteen people, seven abilities, two with wounds, eight ordinary people, all in ragged clothes and thin faces, and the car was in tatters.

This is probably the main reason why they chose to take the risk to join Qi Liang's team.

Then Meng Zezhi saw Qi Liang’s child, a child who looked very well-behaved. His upper body was wearing a black short sleeve printed with cartoon patterns, a pair of jeans underneath, and a pair of white sneakers on his feet, neat and tidy. Coupled with a clean face, it gives people a pleasing feeling.

In short, it doesn't look like a child in the end times at all.

Then Qin Yaochen bent over and hugged him up. He didn't know what the child said. Qin Yaochen couldn't help but bend his lips, reached out and touched the top of his hair, and then Qi Liang walked over... …

Meng Zezhi took a deep breath, turned his head, and simply lost sight of it.

He gritted his teeth and broke the child!

The car was not far out of Wei County, and bad news came one after another.

The bridge in front of it collapsed, and the river was full of mutant carps five or six meters long. It would take at least four days to make a detour.

The group was very worried, but there was no choice at all.

At noon, the convoy stopped to cook.

The old woman read about Meng Zezhi's motion sickness, and drove a small stove to cook him a bowl of longan and jujube soup.

Huang Wu, who was in charge of searching for supplies in nearby villages, brought home a family of two men, two women, and a little boy, all of them scrawny.

The leading middle-aged man quickly surveyed the surrounding situation. The corner of his eye fell on the submachine gun in the hands of Zhou Tie and others. Uneasy, he stretched out his hand and pulled the corner of Huang Wu's clothes: "Brother, you Didn't you say that your team only has dozens of people?" And it's mostly old people and children, and there are only nine people with supernatural powers.

The use of the word ‘only’ is really subtle.

Huang Wu immediately raised a vigilance in his heart, and he replied calmly: "Well, the people over there are from other teams. We have made an appointment to go to the Chongzhou base together."

"Oh oh oh." The middle-aged man gritted his teeth behind his back. The matter is now, and he can only count one step at a time.

After speaking, the group arrived in front of Meng Zezhi, and Huang Wu said, "Uncle, these are villagers in the front village. They want to join our team. This is Zhao Song, an earth-type superpower."

Most of the 80-odd people in the team came from this way.

The middle-aged man, Zhao Song, hurriedly shouted, "Uncle."

"Yeah." Meng Zezhi put down the soup bowl in his hand and looked up and down the family.

Under Meng Zezhi's gaze, Zhao Song's heart burst into nowhere. Just when he was about to lose weight, Meng Zezhi said, "Okay, then stay."

Zhao Song loosened his heart and said with gratitude: "Thank you, uncle, thank you."

"Small things." Meng Zezhi said with a smile, his eyes fell on the little boy in front of Zhao Song, and he greeted: "Child, come here."

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