The waste is going to strike back

Yan Shaohui came to where Wang Jia and the others were in a few jumps. He jumped from the roof of the abandoned car to Wang Jia's side with a cold smile in his eyes, "It would be boring if I were alone. You should join us."

As soon as he finished speaking, the abandoned car in front of Wang Jia was split into two halves by Yan Shaohui.

Wang Jia never knew that there really was a sword in this world that could cut iron. He used to think that the giant sword carried by Yan Shaohui was just a decoration, a thing that only added weight. But after seeing it today, he realized how wrong he was.

Thinking of the last time when Yan Shaohui beat him up, Wang Jia was extremely grateful that Yan Shaohui showed mercy and only beat him up. If Yan Shaohui was really angry, he would probably end up like this car that broke in two. Wang Jia felt cold sweat on his back, and he felt like he had been reborn after a disaster.

Wang Jia twitched his mouth, then rubbed his soft leg muscles, stood up tremblingly, with a gun without bullets in his hand.

Zhang Ting, who was not far away, didn't know what Yan Shaohui and Wang Jia said. He just saw that Yan Shaohui had just finished speaking when he split the car in front of Wang Jia into two halves. Looking at the car wreckage that was still emitting thick smoke, Zhang Ting felt very uneasy, so when he saw the zombies fighting fiercely with Ming Xiche and the others, he took the opportunity to run to Wang Jia in a hurry, his tone full of concern.

"Are you okay?"

Wang Jia was brought back to his senses by Zhang Ting's words. He shook his head stiffly and looked at Yan Shaohui, "We can kill the zombies, but I don't have bullets."

Yan Shaohui sneered and glanced at Wang Jia with a look of contempt that made people feel very uncomfortable.

Wang Jia remembered that when they first arrived at the Mu family, he laughed at Yan Shaohui and the others for using such cold weapons.

At this moment, I just felt my face was painful and hot, as if I had been slapped a dozen times.

Yan Shaohui saw Wang Jia's ashamed expression, and then he slowly took out two packs of bullets from his pocket. "When I came here, I saw two packs of bullets dropped on the roadside. They must have been accidentally dropped by the people in the barracks when they escaped."

Wang Jia took the bullet bag and opened it. It was full of bulging bullets with a metallic luster, which illuminated the eyes of Wang Jia and Zhang Ting.

This pack of military bullets has 100 rounds, and two packs means 200 rounds! If you use them sparingly, they will be enough for you to use when you return to City C.

Yan Shaohui helped them a lot!

But this does not mean that they have to hand over the bullets to Ming Xiche.

Because they knew that once they gave the bullets to Ming Xiche, the outcome would be that Ming Xiche would take most of them himself, and then distribute the remaining little bit to them.

It has been like this for such a long time, and everyone in the team has a lot of opinions about it. Wang Jia has also hinted at it to Ming Xiche before, but Ming Xiche thought it was natural, so Wang Jia didn't say anything more.

Because Ming Xiche has Xiahou Shuo by his side, and behind Xiahou Shuo is the Xiahou family. Ordinary people cannot afford to offend such a noble family. If Xiahou Shuo brings up old scores when they return to City C, they will be in trouble.

So they could only swallow their dissatisfaction and say nothing.

So if you want to get more, you have to rely on yourself! Ming Xiche must not know about these bullets!

Zhang Ting and Wang Jia looked at each other, obviously thinking the same thing.

Yan Shaohui didn't know what Wang Jia and Zhang Ting were thinking, but the eye contact between the two made Yan Shaohui read something unusual.

After seeing Wang Jia handing the bullet bag to Zhang Ting, the two of them loaded bullets into their guns respectively, and then packed the bullets naturally, Yan Shaohui knew that these two people were planning to keep them for themselves.

As expected, snakes and rats are of the same nest, all selfish. Yan Shaohui's eyes flashed with disdain, and he complained in his heart.

"Thank you..." Wang Jia was about to say something of thanks when he was interrupted by Yan Shaohui.

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me, I have conditions." He is not a saint who will help these people out of righteousness, Yan Shaohui said.

Wang Jia and Zhang Ting looked at each other, then swallowed their saliva, looked at Yan Shaohui cautiously, and asked, "What are the conditions?"

"I saw you guys carrying out a lot of boxes of supplies, so I want some."

Zhang Ting asked nervously, "Part of it...yes, how much?"

Yan Shaohui curled his lips and said, "Not much, just one third."

Suddenly, Wang Jia and Zhang Ting felt that the smile on Yan Shaohui's mouth was simply the smile of a devil.

Two hundred rounds of ammunition in exchange for several large boxes of supplies! Not to mention whether they agree or not, even if they agree, will Ming Xiche agree?

Obviously not!

Moreover, Wang Jia was reluctant to give so many supplies to Yan Shaohui. This was the second time! This was the second time he asked for such a high price! Even if he helped himself and Zhang Ting, the price was too high!

"You can refuse to agree, but just give the bullet back to me." Yan Shaohui stretched out his hand towards Wang Jia.

"No, no!" Zhang Ting was anxious, and then he pulled Wang Jia's arm, "Wang Jia! You must agree to it! Otherwise, we will only wait to die when we go out."

Wang Jia was naturally uneasy. After thinking it over again and again, he gritted his teeth and agreed to Yan Shaohui.

"Then let's go. I'm sure these dozen or so zombies must be giving Ming Xiche a headache." After saying that, Yan Shaohui laughed as if he remembered something interesting.

He just likes to see this past rival suffer a setback, which makes him very happy.

When Yan Shaohui and the other two walked out from behind the car that was split in half, Ming Xiche and Jia Renzhong were still fighting the zombies.

At this time, Ming Xiche hid in a place with higher terrain. The gun in his hand had long run out of bullets. Looking at the zombies below who could not come up and could only bar their fangs and claws at him, his brows were frowned, obviously not knowing what to do.

Jia Renzhong was obviously not in a much better condition. He was still running in the open space, with two or three zombies chasing him.

When Jia Renzhong saw Yan Shaohui appear, he ran towards him as if he had seen a savior.

Yan Shaohui was not in the mood to save people, so he simply made room, revealing Wang Jia and Zhang Ting who were left behind. Zhang Ting was quick-witted and shot the zombies to death.

Jia Renzhong finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the two of them, a little surprised. "Wang Jia? Are you and Zhang Ting okay?"

"It's okay, Yan Shaohui saved both of us." said Wang Jia.

He wiped the sweat off his face and walked to Wang Jia, "I'm so tired."

"You're not hurt?" Zhang Ting walked around Jia Renzhong a few times and found that apart from a lot of dust on his clothes, there were no signs of scratches from zombies. He was a little surprised.

"No, I used to be a long-distance runner. Those zombies couldn't catch up with me." Jia Renzhong smiled faintly.

Wang Jia looked around but didn't see Ming Xiche, so he hurriedly asked Jia Renzhong where Ming Xiche was.

Jia Renzhong pointed to a high platform not far away and said, "There, we are trapped by zombies and can't get down."

Wang Jia originally thought that Ming Xiche had been eaten by zombies, and only a pool of blood was left like Yue Le.

I feel a little sad, but also a little excited.

Once Ming Xiche dies, I will be the captain of the team, right?

But this beautiful dream didn't last long before Jia Renzhong cruelly shattered it. Wang Jia looked towards the platform and saw Ming Xiche standing there, not knowing what to do.

"Don't you have bullets? Now that the zombies haven't noticed us, quickly kill the remaining zombies and save the boss." Jia Renzhong glanced at Yan Shaohui, then said to Wang Jia.

Naturally, he didn't dare to ask Yan Shaohui for help. He was keenly aware that Yan Shaohui didn't like them. Moreover, because of the relationship between Yan Shaohui and Mu Xin, it was impossible for the other party to be kind enough to save Ming Xiche.

When Wang Jia was about to use his gun to kill the zombies, the zombies seemed to be forced into a corner by Ming Xiche. They raised their necks and roared loudly. The sounds came one after another, and it was creepy.

Mu Xin on the treetop obviously heard the roar. He frowned and felt something was wrong.

This roar is very similar to the sound that animals make when they are calling their friends, because this sound has a strong sense of rhythm. It seems chaotic, but in fact it is well-arranged and orderly.

I didn't expect that zombies have evolved. At least the skill of calling other zombies did not appear until at least a year after the outbreak of the apocalypse in the previous life, but now it is obviously not the time yet.

Could it be that the butterfly effect occurred after his rebirth, which caused the unexpected change? Mu Xin was puzzled.

Before Mu Xin had time to think, as the zombies' roars gradually became louder, he discovered that hundreds of zombies had gathered outside the military camp and were rushing inside.

"how come……"

If it were just that, it wouldn't be too bad, but the next discovery made Mu Xin's heart tighten, and he subconsciously spoke in surprise.