My MCV and Doomsday

"Huh?" Jiang Liushi was taken aback, can't go to the gas station?

After listening to Wen Lu's explanation, Jiang Liushi understood the reason.

The boss of the speeding party took up almost all the resources of the entire town, including gasoline.

They use motorcycles to travel, and gasoline is an important resource for them.

He even placed his base camp directly near the gas station.

Wen Lu advised Jiang Liushi not to get close. All survivors in this town will be searched by these people. Those who are unlucky and try to resist will be killed directly. The opponent is stronger and is not an opponent at all.

Survivor teams like them can barely survive under their control, but they will definitely not take the initiative to run close to the gas station.

As for Jiang Liushi, he not only resisted, but also killed a member of the speeding gang, so he must have been targeted.

Jiang Liushi pondered for a moment, then asked, "What's the name of that boss?"

"I only know it's Brother Yu," Wen Lu said.

She saw that Jiang Liushi didn't seem to react much after listening to it, and she didn't know what Jiang Liushi was thinking.

"If you need fuel, you can still find it in the fuel tanks of some cars, but our town is small and there are not many cars. The fuel tanks of those big trucks have already been emptied, and they are too lazy to pump them for the time being, so there is still some left. "Wen Lu said, although this will delay a lot of time, there is no other way.

In the last days, there are too many helpless things.

"You only need a hundred liters of oil to fill it up. I'll help you find it. Maybe you can collect it in three or four days." Wen Lu said.

Listening, Jiang Liushi shook his head inwardly.

A hundred or so liters is only a fraction of the fuel stored in his fuel tank, so it's not enough.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of an engine, and Wen Lu's face changed suddenly: "That group is here."

Jiang Liushi turned around following her gaze, and several motorcycles appeared in his field of vision.

He calmly put his finger on the button next to the dashboard, while the various performance data of the base car appeared in his mind.

The base car is ready to start.

These motorcycles approached quickly. Jiang Liushi looked at these people and found that they were all unfamiliar faces. Judging by their expressions, they didn't recognize their car.

These people are from the same group as those who came to rob him before.

Jiang Liushi let go of his fingers, but the base car was still in "waiting to start".

Seeing that these people didn't seem to respond to the car, Wen Lu, who was nervous, was immediately relieved.

"Brother Jiang, you're in the car, I'm going down first." Wen Lu whispered, then got out of the car secretly, and walked back to the courtyard. At this time, the survivors in the house also heard the movement and came out one after another. , stood at the door and looked around, with a look of fear on their faces.

When the motorcycles passed by the minibus, they all looked up in surprise, but they didn't pay much attention.

The leader of this group was a yellow-haired young man wearing a leather jacket. This man was so sleek that he almost wrote "I am a gangster" sign on his face.

Jiang Liushi guessed that "Brother Yu" who is now in charge of the town might have been a member of the Speeding Party back then. It's a standard little punk.

"Get the fuck out of here!"

The young man in the leather jacket yelled loudly at the door, and slammed on the iron gate of the yard with an iron rod in his hand.

A group of survivors came out in a panic.

And Wen Lu had quick eyes and quick hands, randomly grabbed two handfuls from a pile of ashes left after cooking, mixed them with water, and wiped them on Wen Xiaotian's face without any explanation.

"Ah!" Wen Xiaotian cried out in surprise after being plastered all over his face by his younger sister.

But Wen Lu's face was anxious at this time, she lowered her voice and said, "Don't shout, it will be bad if they follow you!"

Wen Xiaotian also reacted quickly, and she immediately understood that these speeding gangs might kidnap beautiful girls and ravage them. The end of the world is coming, the law collapses, and those gangsters who can still commit rape and obscenity even in a society ruled by law will come to the end of the world , it must be getting worse.

"Hand over all the food to me, don't try to hide it privately, if you find a grain of rice in a while, I will break your legs!"

The young man in the leather jacket clamored with an iron rod. He obviously enjoyed the feeling of showing off his might. As a gangster, he had a very unsatisfactory life before the end of the world. He is the uncle, and he can do whatever he says. Those women who were high and high before the end of the world are not allowed to be trampled by him now. He enjoys this rule-breaking world brought about by the end of the world very much.

Facing the Speeding Gang, the survivors had no way to resist, not because they were cowardly, but because they knew that they couldn't resist.

Before, a group of people united and refused to pay the food, and even beat up the members of the Speeding Party. As a result, "Brother Yu" came to the door and killed them all.

It is said that the scene was very tragic, and many people who were killed were dismembered, which was not worse than the scene of zombies biting.

Facing such a powerful "Brother Yu", what can they do?

They handed over the food tremblingly. The old man tremblingly held out the half bag of rice he found earlier, his cloudy eyes were full of reluctance, as if he was giving his life.

"Old man, hurry up, you're dying!"

Seeing the old man's reluctance to hand over the food, Huang Mao in the leather jacket began to curse impatiently.

Huang Mao in the leather jacket snatched the rice bag, and the old man in his strong belt staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"You guys, go in and search!"

Huang Mao in the leather jacket waved his hand, and the little brother behind him rushed into the yard with a huff.

Suddenly there was a sound of ping, ping, pong, pong, and pots and pans were knocked over. This group of people was like a swarm of locusts, and no grass grew anywhere they passed.

"Damn it, these idiots are actually cooking!" A younger brother's voice came from inside the house.

The yellow hair in the leather jacket raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the group of survivors.

The old man felt a "thud" in his heart, and was stared at fiercely by the yellow hair in the leather jacket. He felt scared and said boldly: "This little brother, originally agreed that the food collected will be divided in half..."

"Bah! That's dry food. Do you dare to keep the rice?" The saliva from the yellow hair in the leather jacket splashed on the old man's face.

"Take them all away! You guys are still eating..." Huang Mao in the leather jacket said disdainfully.

"This... little... little brother, can you save some for us, my grandson has a fever at home..."

The old man said pleadingly that his grandson is only five years old, and the end of the world is coming. Human life is very fragile, and lack of nutrition can easily make people sick. Eating dry food every day, adults can still persist, but children can hardly stand it.

"You fucking never stop!"