The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

Hearing the words 'something happened', Xia Meng's heart skipped a beat and he quickly stepped forward to ask.

"What's going on? What happened?"

Zhou Fuxiang was shivering from the cold, his face was red from the cold, and his eyelashes were covered with white frost.

When Zhou Fuxiang saw Xia Meng, the fear in his eyes faded a little, and he opened his mouth, but because he kept trembling, he couldn't say a complete sentence.

Xia Meng handed Zhou Fuxiang a cup of hot water, "Here, warm yourself up, don't be anxious, speak slowly!"

It's so cold!

Zhou Fuxiang didn't care about the heat, picked up the water cup and poured water into his mouth!

After drinking a cup of hot water, Zhou Fuxiang finally felt a little warm in his body. He no longer shivered and shivered all over his body. He was finally able to speak.

"We escorted Professor Zhao to Jingcheng University smoothly. There are many teachers and students in Jingcheng University, but they are also facing the problem of food shortage. After the principal learned of our intention, he received us and expressed his willingness to cooperate with us."

"Their school is also currently looking for ways to cultivate 'soilless' food. They are also researching small wind energy generators. If there was no shortage of materials, they would have developed it long ago."

"After Professor Zhao reached a cooperation with them, they sent two biology professors, two agricultural college professors, a wind energy power generation professor and 30 college students to help us. Unexpectedly, we met halfway A gang of robbers.”

"There are about twenty people in this group of robbers, and everyone has a knife in their hand! The professors and students are no match for them, so I ran back desperately to report the news!"

"Where are they now?" Xia Meng stood up immediately and looked at Zhou Fuxiang with some worry, "Can you still leave?"

Zhou Fuxiang shook his head and tried to stand up straight, "No problem! I can do it!"

"It's okay, it's okay," Wang Hu pressed Zhou Fuxiang on the chair, "Your legs are still trembling now. I'm familiar with the surrounding environment. Tell me where they are, and I'll go!"

Zhou Fuxiang looked at Xia Meng, he didn't trust Wang Hu very much.

Wang Hu seemed to have noticed Zhou Fuxiang's thoughts, snorted coldly, turned around, and stopped talking.

Xia Meng said, "Captain Wang is trustworthy. Tell me where they are now!"

When Wang Hu heard Xia Meng say: He is trustworthy, his body trembled slightly, and then he let out a cold snort again,

"Don't think that if you say that, I will be... moved. Huh, it's useless!"

Seeing that Xia Meng decided to trust Wang Hu, Zhou Fuxiang told Wang Hu the specific address.

Wang Hu immediately turned around and said to Xia Meng seriously,

"I know this place. It's about 3.5 kilometers away from our community. It's not that far!"

"Without further ado," Xia Meng said, "Take your team members and let's go!"

Wang Hu, "Yes!"

"Oh, that's right!" Xia Meng suddenly stopped and said to Wang Hu,

"You go gather people, and I'll go home and get something."

Wang Hu didn't know why, but he still nodded, "Okay!"

Wang Hu went out to gather people, and Xia Meng quickly returned home. Well...he took a dozen Tang knives over one meter long from the space!

These Tang knives were specially made by Xia Meng in his previous life. They were already sharpened and were used by Xia Meng just in case.

After Wang Hu gathered people's hands, he saw Xia Meng holding a bundle of things in his hands. He couldn't see clearly at first, but when he saw what Xia Meng was holding clearly, he exclaimed,

"Such a long knife?"

"You...where did you get this?"

Xia Meng gave each security guard a Tang Dao, "Don't worry about it, just use it!"

Wang Hu also shut up. After getting a Tang Dao, he held it in his hand curiously and looked left and right. He obviously liked it very much!

In this era, having a handy weapon can greatly improve the survival rate and give people an inexplicable sense of security.

Xia Meng took Wang Hu and his men, six of them in total, each carrying a knife and set off.

Afraid of something happening, Xia Meng walked quickly, while Wang Hu and several of his men chased after him desperately. A group of people braved the howling cold wind and shuttled through the white mist in the sky. Although it was not far away for 3.5 kilometers, the wind was too strong. Even if they ran hard without stopping, they walked for almost an hour. By the time they reached their destination, When they landed on the ground, everyone except Xia Meng was already panting from exhaustion. They opened their mouths wide and took big breaths, feeling that their lungs were about to explode.

When Xia Meng dreamed, he happened to see a group of people surrounding a house, smashing the windows of the house, and throwing ice cubes, bricks and other objects into the house.

Xia Meng guessed that Professor Zhao and the others were hiding in this house.

This house should have been a shop before. After the bottom was frozen, only the top floor remained. However, many of the window glass on the top floor had been smashed before, and the contents inside had been evacuated. The mess is full of garbage, so no one lives in it.

"Haha... If you don't come out, don't blame us for being rude when we get in!"

"A bunch of brats who don't even have hair yet dare to challenge me. When I was in the world, you weren't even born yet!"

In peaceful times, these people who hang out on the streets are like rats in the gutter, unable to get on the stage. Most of them come from bad backgrounds. In order to climb up, they are willing to sell everything, cooperate with people "above", and exploit the poor people together.

They themselves were born into poor people, but when they took up the butcher's knife and aimed it at the poor people, they abandoned their own class, and they were destined to not end well.

But this group of rats, in such a catastrophic world, has risen again due to the decline in government control, and has begun to blatantly rob and kill, and even more blatantly put the butcher knife on the necks of ordinary people.

Their sharp and harsh laughter made Xia Meng's face grow colder and colder. They were teasing Professor Zhao and the others in the room like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Hand over the useful things you have on you, and I can let you live. Otherwise...I will go in soon, and it won't be as simple as just grabbing things."

If these people just grab some food, they will also take off people's clothes.

In such a cold weather, if you take off your clothes, you will freeze to death very quickly!

This group of people said nicely that they would not hurt people's lives, but if they took off people's clothes, they would still die. They just didn't insert the knife into people's bodies themselves!

There was no movement inside. It was obvious that Professor Zhao and the others did not intend to agree to these people.

"Humph," the leading man, who was tall and strong, shouted immediately when he saw that the people in the room were ignorant.

"Brothers, rush for me! Whatever is on those people in the house belongs to whoever grabs it!"

"Ooooooooo!!!"

A group of robbers immediately started shouting excitedly. They held up kitchen knives, machetes, butcher knives, or iron sticks in their hands, like uncivilized monkeys, and began to rush into the house with a cry of 'aow'.

In the room, a group of young college students stood on the outside, protecting the teachers and professors on the inside. These college students were not stupid. They knew that there were dangers along the way, so when they left the school, each of them took a wrist-thick wooden sticks for self-defense!