Something's wrong with the little monster I picked up

"Yezi, is your injury healed?" Mu Yufeng tried to care for her.

"It's ready, don't worry about it." Ye Zi replied stiffly, even turning her face away, not even looking at Mu Yufeng. .

It was rare for her to be so straightforward and not give Mu Yufeng face. Mu Yufeng was taken aback, feeling the subtle emotions in these words.

"I'm sorry," Mu Yufeng apologized to Ye Zi, "I've been in a mess these days, I didn't intend to ignore you, but it's just... I just can't take care of it."

"Actually, I also know that although I look older than you, in fact, I have always relied on you..." Mu Yufeng said, lowering his eyes and covering them with trembling eyelashes. There was a gloomy look in his eyes.

The back of the leaf tensed.

She can't hear such words.

Her sister is not a weak person, she is deliberately soft with Ye Zi.Ye Zi couldn't fail to see Mu Yufeng's intentions, so she couldn't resist.

Although the elder sister regarded Ye Zi as the substitute of the dead man, and although Ye Zi was injured all over for her elder sister, the elder sister finally accepted the ending of the dead man, and she walked out.

In the days to come, there will only be her and her sister.

"Yezi, everyone has left me, you can't leave me anymore..." Mu Yufeng's voice became lower and lower until finally, it almost merged with the night.

"Sister..." Ye Zi turned her head.

The ear-piercing sound of brakes sounded, and Mu Yufeng, who was defenseless, was thrown forward by inertia, and was sternly pulled back by the seat belt.

Pale headlights illuminated the front, and out of nowhere appeared a black mass of people, surrounding the front of the car.

The crowd was quiet, staring at the car windows like ghosts.

There were only four women in the car, and canned food from A Ling's base.

The leading young man whistled and knocked on Mu Yufeng's car window.

He easily picked the person with the lowest fighting capacity in the car, and he wasn't even misled by Ye Zi, who was clearly a teenager.

Meng Zhao held down the pistol slung around her waist with one hand behind her back. She winked at Ye Zi by her side and slowly opened the car window.

"What's the matter?" Mu Yufeng asked.

"Sister Fairy, please excuse me, please borrow some food, my brothers can't open the pot anymore."

The man had a nonchalant smile on his face, his eyes swept across the faces of Mu Yufeng, A Ling, Ye Zi and Meng Zhao one by one, and finally stopped at the supplies piled up on the back seat of the car.

His Adam's apple slid up and down, although he tried his best to look like he was out of breath, he couldn't hold back his swallowing.

Behind him, the people surrounding the off-road vehicle had sunken cheeks, like a walking skeleton, looking at Mu Yufeng and the others' car, like looking at a fat walking pig.

Meng Zhao closed the car window.

She hesitated for two seconds, and Ah Ling, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "What are you thinking about, Captain Meng? Drive quickly, and rush out! They are afraid of death and dare not stop them."

Mu Yufeng turned his head abruptly, staring at A Ling, but A Ling was unmoved.

"You can't be soft-hearted, Captain Meng, they are already starving." A Ling said eagerly.

If the door is not opened, those people will die, but if the door is opened, a group of lunatics may do something.

A Ling was a person who had run a refugee shelter base. She had always been hospitable and her base had sufficient supplies. Mu Yufeng did not expect that A Ling would be the first person to break through the moral dilemma.

Mu Yufeng has never experienced such a systemic famine, but she knows that during the great disasters in ancient times, the refugees would do anything to survive, even eating their own kind.

But, they have guns.

Opposite them are the absolute weak. They are sitting in a steel off-road vehicle with weapons and water in the vehicle. They have sufficient physical strength, and there are even monsters that cannot be killed. What are they afraid of?

Those people just want something to eat.

"Captain Meng, I think we should..."

Before Mu Yufeng finished speaking, Meng Zhao had already opened her own car door neatly and got out of the car, and did not forget to close the door tightly with her backhand.

"Okay! You are noble! I'm the only one who is a bastard! The surnamed Meng has been gnawed until there is no bone left, so I will drive away!" A Ling cursed angrily.

Meng Zhao stood under the light, negotiating with the gangster in the lead. The boy's face was so dirty that he couldn't see his true face, and he was just pulling fiercely inexperiencedly. Mu Yufeng guessed that he was not very old, but it wasn't until he and It was only when Meng Zhao stood together that he realized that he was so short that he could even be considered a child.

Mu Yufeng couldn't hear what they were talking about, but saw Meng Zhao go around to the back of the car and open the trunk, the child's eyes changed, and those refugees who looked like wooden piles rushed up, and several of them were at a loss. Meng Zhao was pinned down, and the others rushed up to grab the cans in the trunk like crazy.

The child took out Meng Zhao's pistol and gun. He held it in his hand and played with it twice. It was as novel as seeing a new toy. His eyes shone brightly. He pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Nothing happened.

Meng Zhao unloaded the magazine before getting out of the car.

The boy's face changed suddenly, and Meng Zhao easily broke free from the refugee's control. He shouted hoarsely, "Run!"

Meng Zhao snatched the gun from the boy's hand with a beautiful movement like a textbook, and loaded the magazine under the boy's desperate gaze.

More than half of the cans in the trunk were looted, and Meng Zhao glanced at the fleeing refugees.

They ran with all their strength, and no one even dared to look back at the boy who was trapped by the car door by Meng Zhao, but how fast could those skinny people run?

Meng Zhao opened the insurance, and the boy closed his eyes.

However, the gunshot did not ring out, nor did his head explode. The cold barrel of the gun patted his face, and he opened his eyes.

"You...don't kill me?" the boy asked uncertainly.

"Next time, it's okay to rob, but not to hurt people." Meng Zhao poker-faced, punched him in the stomach.

The boy squatted down clutching his stomach, his internal organs colic, and his eyes were filled with physiological tears. In the dim eyes of tears, he saw Meng Zhao put away his gun and got into the car, and then the off-road vehicle drove away. .

And so he was let go.

In the car, Meng Zhao slammed the door and stepped on the accelerator without saying a word.

"I can't see it, Captain Meng is quite capable, and he lost most of his supplies when he came up." A Ling smiled and ran on her.

To be honest, when the boy pointed the gun at Meng Zhao, Mu Yufeng's heart almost jumped out of his throat, and Ah Ling's hand had already touched the car door.

Then the situation turned in an instant, and Ah Ling withdrew her hand in embarrassment. Neither she nor Mu Yufeng saw Meng Zhao eject the magazine before getting out of the car.

A Ling came out of this kind of people. She knew these people best. She could pretend to be anything in order to survive since she was a child.This kind of person is an unfamiliar dog. Unless they are hung on the wall and buried in the soil, they must be ready to be bitten by them at all times.

Damn it.

But Meng Zhao didn't kill them.

It turns out that the so-called elites of the army do not kill people.

"What to do next, we must find the supply point as soon as possible." A Ling reminded Meng Zhao.

Meng Zhao looked at Mu Yufeng from the rearview mirror. They might need to re-plan the route. Daba, the artificial intelligence, only listened to Mu Yufeng.

However, Mu Yufeng hadn't recovered yet. She knew Meng Zhao's skill well, and it was impossible for her to be held down by those hungry people from the beginning.

It was as if she had created an opportunity for that group of people to rob them, and let go of the little boy who wanted to kill her.

Who would have thought that among all of them, the most virtuous one was Captain Meng, who was born and raised in this country, and has been living here since then.

But Mu Yufeng wanted to despicably use other people's feelings and trust as his own strength.But there is no way, she only has one heart, and after giving it all to You Ye, she has no heart.

Mu Yufeng awakened the Daba system, and skillfully gave instructions to let Daba search for the nearest human settlement on the southward route.

In a place Meng Zhao couldn't see, she also entered a second search command for Da Baa.

A Ling said that the supporters of the theory of body modification have always existed on the wasteland. They are heresies in the eyes of everyone, scattered in hidden corners.

Many of them have unique skills, just like Ah Ling, who can make drugs and make medicines.

Mu Yufeng needs to contact these people and use their fanaticism to help her find evidence to rehabilitate You Ye, so that the 200-year-old injustice can be cleared.

They regard You Ye as the suffering Jesus, but what Mu Yufeng wants to do is to falsify their beliefs, and Mu Yufeng feels that he is quite cruel.

But this is the only thing she can do for You Ye.

The anti-shelter organization's codes spread out, and the nearest human activity area was also found on the monitor of the off-road vehicle. The dense signals gathered there, were captured by Daba, and projected out.

Meng Zhao looked at the location and turned the steering wheel.

A hundred kilometers away, someone looked at his communicator suspiciously. The signal captured on it made him unbelievable. Could it be a coincidence?Is there such a coincidence in this world?

He received an embryo symbol pieced together with black dots, which looked quiet and peaceful, like a prank from somewhere.

But going back more than 100 years, this symbol is like a flag surging in the dark night. Countless people have dedicated their beliefs and even their lives to the past. The direction in which the flag is waved is the distance that their swords point to.

They tried demonstrations, they tried riots, they stormed shelters, and they fought guerrillas with government forces.

In the memories of the troubled times, the rats that they ravaged for a while were completely exterminated by people at an unknown point in time.

But faith never dies and is passed on from generation to generation.

The flag finally descended again, and his blood that had been silent for many years was rekindled. Could this symbol be a prank, a coincidence, or another crackdown by the authorities?

never mind.

He wants to let Banner know that he is still there.

In front of Mu Yufeng, the manual operation page of the Daba system suddenly lit up, the code received a response, and the light spot perfectly coincided with Meng Zhao's destination.

The author says:

Gradually change from anti-evil. Cult pioneer to evil. Cult leader (dog head)