Chapter 783 The biker gang’s lair undergoes sudden changes!

"Why don't you drive? They have all run away!" The young man looked at the old man who kept calling his grandson with confusion on his face.

A burly man pushed the crowd away and shouted to the young man: "Boy, don't talk nonsense. If you don't open it, just give me the key. I want to go out. I never want to do this again." It's time."

As he spoke, he reached out to snatch the key from his hand.

Seeing this, the old man quickly said: "Didn't you hear the gunshots outside? There must be a big problem outside, otherwise how could we hear gunshots here, even the people guarding us? ran out.

You all heard what the person on the walkie-talkie said just now, right? They were rebelling and they were fighting. "

When the burly man heard this, he sneered and said mockingly: "That's not just right, it gives us a chance to go out. Boy, give me the key quickly."

"It's not like you don't know how long the wall is built. We built the wall. Now it's not finished at all. With such loud gunshots, and it's night again, the zombies outside are very likely to come in!

If we don't open the door, our place is the safest place. If we open the door, everyone will die! "

The old man's eyes were scary and calm, but he still explained patiently.

Because he knew there were many people inside, who had the same idea as the burly man, and wanted to escape from here.

"Haha, I believe you! Don't force me to do it!" The burly man stepped forward and took the key from the young man's hand.

Some people nearby had uncertain expressions on their faces after hearing what the old man said.

And more people had the same idea as the burly man. They felt that if zombies came in, the biker gang would definitely cease fire and stop the zombies.

This is also the only chance for these slaves to escape.

This opportunity is too rare. If they don't seize this opportunity, they may never have another chance again.

So they all looked at the young man with evil eyes, and the meaning was very obvious.

The young man watched the group of people approaching and quickly took a few steps towards the old man.

He asked in a low voice: "Old Huangtou, what should we do now?"

The old man sighed inwardly, and a stern look appeared in his eyes.

Said to the young man: "Xiaoye, go and open the door, remember not to give them the key."

The young man curled his lips. Although this old man often took advantage of him and often called him grandson, he had seen how powerful this old man was. If it weren't for this old yellow head, the two of them would have died in this apocalypse.

It is extremely difficult for an old man and a young man to survive in this cannibalistic apocalypse.

All this is due to Lao Huangtou's ability to make accurate judgments every time.

The correct judgments made again and again made the young people trust the old man more and more.

"Don't grab, don't grab, I'll open the door right now." Xiaoye looked at the people slowly approaching and shouted quickly.

"Don't drive!" Some people said to young Xiaoye after hearing what Old Huangtou said.

"Drive quickly! If you don't drive, I will kill you."

"Open the door!"

These burly men said to Xiaoye fiercely.

Xiaoye looked at their fierce looks and felt extremely unhappy.

So fierce, why should you be more ruthless in the face of those motorcycle gangs? Normally, there will be fights between slaves like them.

These are the masters who bully the weak and fear the strong.

The young man quickly walked to the door and inserted the key into the lock.

Bah!

The lock is opened.

boom!

As soon as the lock was opened, the iron door was pushed open by the burly man.

Then he ran outside with excitement on his face.

Tap tap tap!

A large group of people followed the burly man and ran outside together.

"Ouch." The young man was hit several times by the people running away. He could only stay away from the door and watch them leave.

At this moment, a quarter of the people in the factory were missing.

Many of the remaining people were waiting to see if there were any zombies outside. Those who went out would only know when they saw it.

When they see it, they can decide whether to go out or not.

The burly man who was the first to run outside the factory saw thick smoke and fire everywhere, as well as gunshots coming from the front.

However, there were no zombies seen.

He was about to run outside, but after taking two steps, he suddenly remembered what Old Huangtou had just said, so he took a few steps back.

He shouted to the people inside the iron railing: "You old yellow head, where did the zombies come from? I didn't see any zombies. Come out quickly, or you won't have a chance if you don't come out."

Watching him go out, and then come back to talk about the situation outside. Having learned from the past, everyone who stayed inside the iron railings, who originally wanted to go out desperately, could no longer hold it in and started to go outside. run out.

After hearing the burly man's words, Old Huangtou's eyes flashed with thoughts.

Finally decided not to go out.

This evening, the boss of the motorcycle gang suddenly ran out with most of the gang. He must have encountered some problem.

It was now evening, and they did not hear the roar of a large number of vehicles in the factory. Judging from the noise, only a few people should have come in.

What about the others? Where did it go.

There must be something strange in it.

In addition to these people who had just returned, not long after their return, rebellion broke out outside and conflicts broke out. There must be something wrong.

The most important thing is, even if you run out now, what will happen next?

In the dark night, there are zombies outside the fence. Where can they go when they run out of the factory building?

At most, it was just entering the cage surrounded by zombies from the cage of this factory building, and the escape that could not be completely escaped was meaningless.

What's more, Old Huangtou doesn't want to take risks.

The gunfire was so loud outside that most of the motorcycle gang members ran out and did not come back. There must be a shortage of manpower inside, and it is very likely that they will not be able to defend the fence.

Once the wall is broken, the motorcycle gang's lair becomes a dead end.

The safest thing is to stay in this factory that looks like a cage, at least he won't die.

After thinking about it for a while, the old Huangtou's eyes suddenly became firm, and he believed in his own judgment.

Then, he slowly approached the door, approaching the young man he had been calling grandson.

clatter~

More and more people can't bear the temptation of freedom. They have been oppressed and bullied by motorcycle gangs so hard that they can't bear it long ago.

In the factory, there are fewer people at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, the workshop that originally accommodated more than 1,000 people and nearly 2,000 people suddenly lost more than half of it.

Among those who stayed, some people are still waiting and watching, they want to wait a little longer.

Some people listened to what the old Huangtou said and felt that what he said made sense, so they stayed.

There are also some people who don't know what they are doing. It feels dangerous to go out, but it feels safer to stay.

Suddenly, several people came out from the factory building, led by a short man.

In any group, even in a prison, some people will get together to form a gang, and every gang will have a boss.

This group of people is the stronger group of slaves.

When the old Huangtou saw these people approaching, his eyes changed.

Grinning his mouth, revealing two mouths missing front teeth, he said to the short man in the lead, "Jiu Ge, do you want to go out too?"

The short man took a deep look at Old Huangtou, and then at the other people in the factory.

After thinking for a while, he slowly approached the old Huangtou and said in a low voice: "Old Huangtou, you are a smart man, tell me why you don't go out?"

Hearing this, Old Huangtou suppressed his smile and said to Jiuge: "Didn't I just say that the gunshots outside are so loud, and the wall is not well built, so it cannot hold up."

The short man took a deep look at Lao Huang and said, "I hope you don't lie to me."

Then he said to the young man, "Boy, bring the key here."

Xiaoye glanced at the old Huangtou, the meaning in her eyes was very obvious.

You definitely can't defeat them, so what should you do?

Old Huangtou pondered for a few seconds, this little man wanted to get the key in his hand now, for what purpose.

After all, the doors are open.

The purpose of requiring a key is obvious——

He's closing the door! !

"Give it to him." Old Huang's mind changed quickly, and he immediately thought of the short man's intention.

The young man threw the key towards Jiuge, who took it, then walked to the people following him and whispered a few words.

After listening to the short man's words, those few people looked at him with surprise, and then walked towards the door, guarding the iron railing door.

Then wrap the chain around it, put the lock in place, and close the door halfway.

As long as you want to close the door, you can just pull the door shut at any time, pull the chain and lock it, which is very convenient.

But they don’t have to lock them all up. If someone wants to get out, they can just slip under the chains.

Xiaoye walked up to Old Huangtou and asked in a low voice: "Old Huangtou, why did you ask me to give them the key? This makes us very passive.

If zombies really rush in outside and he doesn't close the door, we will all die.

If there are no zombies outside and he closes the door, we will lose the chance to escape. "

Old Huangtou glanced at the young man. He was quite tall, about 1.9 meters tall, but he was too thin, weighing less than 120 pounds.

"Can you beat them?" Old Huangtou glanced at Xiaoye and said lightly.

"." The young man looked at the figures of the people guarding the door. He was a little dissatisfied, but also helpless and speechless.

"Sun Sha, those who understand current affairs are heroes. This is the first truth.

The second reason. Sometimes, you must be clear about one thing and understand other people's intentions. If you want to do something, it is not enough to rely on your own strength. As long as you figure out other people's intentions, if it does not conflict with your own interests, then You can give in on some things.

When time comes, heaven and earth all work together to transport heroes without freedom.

Go with the trend, and sometimes you have to take advantage of it.”

The young man seemed to understand, but not completely.

But in order to show that he understood, he didn't want to be looked down upon by Lao Suntou, he was also a person who wanted to save face.

So he looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, pretending to be serious, with deep eyes, nodded and said, "That makes sense."

When Old Huangtou saw him like this, the corner of his mouth twitched.

How come this boy's moral character is exactly the same as his father's?

What a fuck.

But when he was relieved, this boy still respected the old and loved the young very much. Although he never recognized him as his grandson, he did not abandon himself and leave first when he was in danger many times.

As time went by and they experienced more things together, he began to treat this boy as his own grandson.

With the sound of gunshots, the zombies became more and more restless on the unfinished wall of the motorcycle gang's lair.

Click!

Suddenly there was a strange noise from a wall on the right.

The wall was only half-built, and the entire middle was blocked by vehicles. The vehicles were entangled with chains and then stuck on the cement.

At this time, the car in the middle was pushed by the zombie group.

Click, click, click!

The vehicle that was originally stuck, as an iron lock loosened, the gap in the middle of the vehicle became wider and wider.

Boom!

The car was completely pushed away, and a large group of zombies got in through the gap.

These zombies are like a tide, and the tide rushes towards the blocked cars. Once there is a hole, other blocks can be easily broken open.

Soon, the gap grew larger and larger until a six to seven meter long opening was formed.

More and more zombies rushed in.

And right now.

The burly man who had just ran out of the factory saw people on both sides of the center still fighting, and they had already entered into a fierce gunfight.

Feeling happy, I circled around the center and ran to the right.

He wants to escape!

(asking for monthly ticket)