Chapter 29: Jiang Shao

When the little boss heard the Zhao family, his eyes jumped obviously. Obviously, he was more concerned about this.

But there is still some distance from the inner city of Jiangcheng, even if what happened, no one knows at all.

Suddenly the little boss looked a bit drifting, his eyes were murderous...

Fang Fan shrugged, clichéd plot.

Seeing Zhao Yaxin's angry face, Fang Fan patted her on the shoulder to comfort her.

"Don't be angry with your identity everywhere. Many times your identity will put your life in danger."

"Take care of Hai, Hans, please solve it."

Fang Fan waved his hand, and the Yellow Scarf Leader Corps and the Goth Submachine Gunner Corps hiding in the large truck behind took action at the same time. These dozen or so guys with weapons were not opponents at all.

Without even firing a single shot, the Yellow Scarf leaders solved it with the machete in their hands.

Blood shed all over the place, and the scene was exceptionally spectacular.

"Master, three pistols and seven semi-automatic rifles were confiscated."

Guan Hai stepped forward to report the battle.

"Well... all moved to the car, keep going!"

Fang Fan nodded, nodded the jeep, and moved on.

"Just now...thank you."

Zhao Yaxin's complexion was a little dizzy, she was thinking of helping Fang Fan, but she didn't expect to help in the end.

"I should thank you for it, and you are kind."

Fang Fan shrugged, looked dismissive, and continued to drive forward.

Zhao Yaxin stared at Fang Fan's back, it was hard to imagine that this cold-looking little man would be so decisive.

Only a few days after the end of the world... this will has been exercised.

The closer to the inner city of Jiangcheng, the number of zombies here increased, and at the same time, groups of small survivor camps appeared correspondingly, and the figures of survivors continued to shuttle.

When Fang Fan's car passed by, their faces showed ill-intentioned expressions, but seeing the more than 20 heavily armed soldiers transported in the truck behind, they put their fangs away again.

"The front is the inner city of Jiangcheng."

Zhao Yaxin reminded silently.

"Get off! Get checked!"

At the gate of the inner city, a temporary fortification was built, guarded by many heavily armed soldiers on both sides.

The leader is a young man with red hair, holding a submachine gun, and yelling at pedestrians.

"Hongmao, it is the young lady who is back! Today you are on duty at the city gate..."

Zhao Liang, who hadn't spoken for a long time, saw Hongmao scream, and he seemed to have known each other.

"It's Uncle Liang... Get out, get out! Let the car go first!"

When Hong Mao saw Zhao Liang, his complexion suddenly changed, and he hurried to clear the venue.

"Wait... I said what's the matter with your Zhao family? Don't you know what to check? The above orders are all ordered, no one is allowed to enter at will!"

"Can you still do it? Can't get out of here!"

A group of heavily armed men and horses walked over from a distance. The head was wearing black leather armor, with several teeth marks on his face. It seemed that he had been bitten by a zombie.

"Young Master Jiang, this is our eldest..."

Hong Mao's face turned dark, he was about to raise his muzzle...

After seeing the person's face, he whispered quickly.

"Yeah...it's Miss Zhao...what's the matter? Is this coming back again? The old man of the Zhao family hasn't been irritated these days!"

"Ms. Zhao naturally doesn't need to check, but these people... why haven't I seen them? What if they are thugs!"