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

Chapter 150 Peng Liu

"Hey Wang Wei, is this the only deck of cards?"

"There are no more?"

Not only the elderly driver but even the two men sitting next to Hou Shubin were also eagerly asking.

By the looks on their faces, it seemed these playing cards were very important.

Hou Shubin couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed.

"Isn't it just a deck of poker cards?"

"Seeing you guys like this, here, I'll just give these cards back to you. I'm not interested in this stuff anyway."

The truth was not that he wasn't interested but rather that these things were plentiful in the safe zone.

After all, most people's entertainment activities were just that limited.

Computers and television were Zhang Ye's privilege.

As for others, having a light bulb at home meant living in relatively good conditions. Some people with insufficient status didn't even have electricity to use.

Therefore, playing cards and mahjong had basically become the only entertainment methods for the survivors.

The next thing was finding a partner of the opposite sex to explore the meaning of life.

When the two men beside him heard this, they were immediately overjoyed and reached to take the cards from Hou Shubin's hand, but he twisted his hand and tossed the cards to Wang Wei at the back.

"Here, I'm giving them back to you."

However, Wang Wei's expression when he received the cards was a little strange.

He then suddenly asked:

"Where did you guys come from?"

"Jiangnan?"

Big Beard and Hou Shubin were both a bit puzzled when they heard this, but after exchanging a glance, they vaguely said:

"No."

"We came from the east."

But they did not further explain exactly where in the east they came from.

Nobody else asked further questions.

At this time, it didn't really matter where one came from.

There were zombies everywhere, or those dogs that seemed to have contracted rabies.

Wang Wei nodded thoughtfully and asked no more questions.

The remaining two men also took this time on the road to introduce themselves.

The taller one was Chen Kaiyuan, and the slightly shorter one was Song Yu.

The two were cousins.

The elderly driver was indeed Wang Wei's father, Wang Guoqing.

He was forty-six years old this year.

Besides these four, there were originally two more people in the group.

When mentioned, everyone was somewhat silent, clearly having died in the store earlier that evening.

Hou Shubin actually wanted to ask what they were doing there in the middle of the night.

But Big Beard kept making gestures at him.

It was obvious he was signalling not to ask too many questions to avoid revealing that the two of them were outsiders.

In these times, survivors had a habit: they were xenophobic.

Perhaps it was because they were worried about others taking the already scarce resources.

Or maybe it was just to reduce some competitive pressure.

From building to building, from compound to compound.

Even sometimes, in the same building with seven or eight survivors, they could divide into two groups.

In such a situation, if they were found to be coming from the city center, the following actions would probably become difficult.

Moreover, the most important thing was to follow these people and find their settlement.

That would be a true achievement.

After the minivan left the alley, it headed eastward all the way.

It only slowed down when the tall buildings and skyscrapers on both sides turned into low self-built houses, finally stopping outside a courtyard.

It was silent all around.

So quiet that one could hardly hear the sound of insects.

The number of zombies on the streets they passed decreased sharply; by the time they arrived here, they had completely disappeared.

Clearly, someone had cleaned up.

There were still a few cars outside the courtyard, but no one could be seen inside.

"Thump!"

Suddenly, a beam of light shone down from above.

The bright light streamed through the car window, illuminating the inside clearly.

"Tsk, not a single one of the six is missing?"

"Lucky break."

The man's voice was slightly surprised, but it seemed he had mistaken someone's identity.

He obviously mistook Big Beard and Hou Shubin for the two companions who had gone out with Wang Wei and the others.

Wang Guoqing chuckled, poked his head out of a car window, and waved to the man above, shouting, "Alright, Brother Six, let us in quickly!"

"It's not safe outside."

"Stay out too long, and it makes you feel really anxious."

Meanwhile, Big Beard and Hou Shubin in the car were quietly observing the large courtyard surrounded by high walls in front of them.

This was clearly the survival enclave where Wang Wei and the others were located.

The walls were very high, likely over two meters.

The gate looked even taller than the wall, probably over three meters high, and there seemed to be a sentry post on top.

The man Wang Guoqing referred to as Brother Six was standing there, apparently armed.

Big Beard squinted his eyes to see that it was actually a gun.

The barrel was over half a meter long.

It was a shotgun.

The enclosing wall extended in both directions as far as the eye could see.

Based on the observations made on the way here, the courtyard covered an area that was definitely more than a thousand square meters.

For such a large settlement, there were at least a hundred survivors inside.

At the same time, Wang Wei was whispering to them about the backstory of the man above called Brother Six.

His real name was Peng Dehui, a cousin of the convoy leader Peng Yue, and because he was the sixth in line in his family, he was nicknamed Peng Liu.

The survivors below wouldn't dare to call him that, so they called him Brother Six.

The Peng family brothers were the local strongmen of this place.

As Wang Wei was talking, the front gate opened wide with a clang, and Peng Liu also hurried people to quickly get inside.

But as soon as the car drove in, several people blocked them and stopped them.

It wasn't long before Peng Liu came down from above.

He smiled at a slightly nervous Wang Guoqing and yanked him out of the car door.

His gaze then fell on Big Beard, who was slightly bowing his head.

"Brother,"

"I don't think I've seen you before."

As Peng Liu spoke, he looked into the back seat of the car. Chen Kaiyuan and Song Yu immediately flashed him a flattering smile.

"Six, Brother Six,"

"What are you doing?"

"We've just made it back from outside, and we even brought something special for you."

The two men spoke cautiously, but the other's gaze remained on Hou Shubin, who was in almost the same posture as Big Beard, before coldly saying:

"Enough talk, have you forgotten the rules here?"

"No outsiders allowed!"

"Who are they?"

Seeing the shotgun in his hand, Chen Kaiyuan and Song Yu didn't dare to speak and quickly, under Peng Liu's cold stare, stepped out of the car and cautiously crouched on the roadside.

Now, only Big Beard, Hou Shubin, and Wang Wei, who had yet to rise in the back seat, were left in the minibus.

"Brother Six, you've got it wrong!"

"These two are my friends, they're from the suburbs on the east."

"If it wasn't for their help today, the four of us would probably have died out there."

Wang Wei jumped out of the car, laughing and trying to lower the gun in Peng Liu's hand, but a mere look from him scared Wang Wei into staying still.

They had been here for over two months, and they knew very well what kind of person Peng Liu was.

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