You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

Peng Liu?

Liang Wenjie's expression froze.

The Peng family brothers, who had killed Chen Xiaoyong and taken over the Ecological Park, were now quickly making a name for themselves in Jiangbei. Many merchants returning from there said that place would eventually develop into the second Wanhao District in Jiangbei District.

With its back against the mountains and facing the water, not only could one grow melons and vegetables, but it was also a natural fortress.

As long as they guarded the gate, they would be impenetrable.

It would be very difficult for outsiders to invade.

Moreover, it was said that there were very few swarms of corpses there; after all, going further east from the Ecological Park would lead to several towns and villages under the jurisdiction of Sanjiang City.

With already low human traffic, it was destined that no large-scale swarms of corpses would appear nearby.

And even if there were, they wouldn't be able to touch the people inside.

Walls four to five meters high.

Bai Jian's?

At this thought, he couldn't help but look at Peng Liu again and asked, "So you came from the Ecological Park on the east side?"

Peng Liu raised his eyebrows, and a smug look appeared on his face.

"You know about that?"

Seeing this, Liang Wenjie's unease immediately faded quite a bit, and he quickly flattered, "Hehe, who in Jiangbei wouldn't know you guys now?"

As he spoke, he cast a probing look and asked, "So the person in the room just now was... "

Peng Liu was proud but became cautious upon hearing this, squinting his eyes to look at Liang Wenjie and chuckled,

"What are you asking so many questions for?"

"Want to join us?"

Liang Wenjie was startled and hesitated on how to respond when the thin man beside him suddenly urged, "Alright, alright, let's just hurry up and take him back, Sixth Brother."

"We don't want any trouble later."

Heeding this, Peng Liu nodded, confirmed the direction, and once again led the way.

Liang Wenjie didn't dare say more and hurriedly followed.

The three of them quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Who knows how much time passed.

The quiet alley suddenly filled with the sound of creaking footsteps, as three people cautiously entered from the opening, all with solemn expressions, holding their guns aimed towards the depths of the alley.

The bodies piled up like garbage in the corner of the wall were quickly found by them.

One person slipped, face-planting into the mud, and the taste of blood filling his mouth prompted him to quickly climb up, spitting and cursing as he did:

"Ugh!"

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!"

"The soil is all f*cking reeking of blood!"

The other two had already begun examining the bodies on the ground with the light from their flashlights; one of them also extracted a slightly deformed bullet from a wound.

"That's strange, this doesn't seem to be our bullet."

"Could it be from outsiders?"

The man wearing a duckbill cap frowned.

The companion hearing this quickly came over to look, eventually reaching the same conclusion.

"Indeed, it's not from around here, looks like it's made of steel?"

"Made by outsiders?"

The duckbill cap nodded, looked around, and noted how the blood flowing from the body had dyed the nearby soil a deep red.

Even the surrounding walls were splattered with fresh blood.

It seemed the shooting happened at close range.

A robbery?

Or a shootout?

The district hasn't been very peaceful lately.

Ever since restrictions were lifted, more and more survivors have been pouring in, and the conflicts between them growing increasingly intense.

Various gangs have been emerging, with a few people dying every now and then.

But it was rare for there to be a shooting like tonight.

Who could it be?

The man in the duckbill cap was contemplating when he suddenly heard the companion who had fallen earlier cry out, "Come here, quick, these footprints look fresh!"

Footprints?

He hurriedly got up and ran over.

Indeed, following the direction the body had fallen, and moving forward led to a fork in the road; the footprints headed down one of the paths, stretching out like a signpost to the end.

The expressions of the three men became excited, and they immediately followed the footprints.

They wanted to see just who was so bold.

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Damn it.

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Meanwhile, Peng Liu was standing in front of a shanty.

Familiar wooden boards and iron sheets, these common materials had now become the most used building materials in all major settlements.

From the small shelters of the survivors to the exterior walls and awnings.

They were almost all built with these things.

Useful and cheap.

The only problem was that the buildings made of these materials were often not very sturdy.

Take this shanty in front of them, for example, it looked a bit crooked.

As if someone had pushed it from the side.

It seemed like it could collapse at any minute.

"This is where you live?"

"It's a bit short."

Peng Liu looked at the small iron door that reached just to his neck, hesitated for a long time, but decided not to go in.

Liang Wenjie nodded, hurried forward, and knocked on the door:

"Girl, open the door fast!"

"Daddy's back, and I brought you something delicious!"

He knocked several more times, bang bang bang. Even with two fully armed men guarding him, he still didn't feel at ease, glancing around like a thief.

Fearful that someone would suddenly appear and snatch away all the treasures he held in his arms.

With a creak, the iron door quickly opened.

A face appeared.

Big eyes, a somewhat scared look at the three men outside, "Daddy, who are they?"

Liang Wenjie didn't bother to introduce them, hurriedly pulling his daughter inside.

Then he poked his head out again and said:

"Brother Liu, why don't you come in, too?"

"Take a rest?"

The two men outside tried to peep into the door, but in the end, they all shook their heads. The tiny space was even smaller than the cargo space of their truck.

If they went in, turning around would be a hassle, let alone resting inside.

Peng Liu finally glanced at the woman on the mat.

She indeed looked ill.

He hadn't lied.

He hadn't accompanied Liang Wenjie just for his safety; he had another task, which was to confirm whether what this guy told Zhang Ye was true.

If the two of them had followed him here and didn't see a sick wife and a hungry daughter.

Well, then there'd be one additional corpse tonight.

They all understood Zhang Ye's temperament very well.

He didn't like being lied to.

Now that they confirmed everything was true, the two of them naturally could leave. After a simple goodbye, they turned and walked back the way they had come.

Inside the shanty, Liang Wenjie excitedly opened a can of food.

The cramped space was suddenly filled with the aroma of meat.

The woman's throat moved, one glance at the contents of the can revealed the most precious meat, and her weakened body immediately gained a bit of strength.

Yet she maintained a degree of calm, turning her head to her husband and asked:

"Wenjie, where did you get this can?"

"You didn't steal it, did you?"

Morality had long become discarded trash at this point.

Only those with no bottom line could survive.

The woman wasn't trying to blame Liang Wenjie; after all, how many of the living hadn't stolen anything?

She was just afraid of the consequences if these actions were ever discovered.

Wanhao District had laws.

If caught, it could mean getting a hand chopped off. Worse, it might cost a life.