Chapter 1314 I Want to Fight Two!

June 13th.

The storm that lasted for ten days finally stopped on this day.

To be precise, it was much lighter. The heavy rain was still falling, but the wind was much lighter.

The dark clouds above seemed to be blown away by the strong wind.

The light is no longer so dark, but it still seems to be covered with a veil.

The rain kept falling with no end in sight.

The low-lying areas on the ground have already been submerged by the ten consecutive days of heavy rain.

Northern Territory.

The building assigned to the Mighty Gang.

"Where is Boss Gao?"

"Alas, the boss was struck by lightning. We, the Mighty Gang, cannot be without a leader for a day. I propose that Li Chuhe be the new boss of our Mighty Gang!"

Li Chuhe was happy when he heard this, but he didn't show it on his face. He looked at someone in the crowd quietly.

Zhou Meng is the only person who is qualified to compete with him for the position of gang leader.

When Zhou Meng heard someone proposed that Li Chuhe be the boss, he stood up angrily and shouted:

"I object! How can he, Li Chuhe, be the boss!?"

Uh-huh!

Li Chuhe's face suddenly darkened. He didn't expect Zhou Meng to be so direct.

So he winked at the man who just proposed. He has already won over some people in advance and asked them to speak for him.

Seeing Li Chuhe's eyes, the man understood instantly.

"Zhou Meng, Li Chuhe is originally the second in command of our Mighty Gang. If he is not qualified, who is!?"

Zhou Meng patted his chest and said, "Me!"

"Of course it's me! Brothers, if you are willing to follow me, raise your hands! I promise to take you to delicious food and drink!"

Li Chuhe's eyes narrowed and he saw a dozen people in the crowd raising their hands.

Seeing this scene, he instantly understood that this old thief Zhou had also won over some people.

The man next to him who had surrendered to Li Chuhe did not show weakness when he saw this scene:

"Then let's vote, the minority obeys the majority!"

"Those who are willing to let Li Chuhe be the new leader of our Mighty Gang, raise your hands!"

Uh-huh!

Dozens of people present raised their hands, obviously many more than Zhou Meng.

The man following Li Chuhe raised the corners of his mouth, looked at Zhou Meng and said:

"Zhou Meng, you have seen that the minority obeys the majority, and now more people vote for Li Chuhe!"

Zhou Meng's face was uncertain. He was the third in command of the Mighty Gang, but he had never dealt with Li Chuhe.

Asking him to obey Li Chuhe's leadership would be more uncomfortable than killing him.

"I don't accept it!"

Zhou Meng's eyes were as big as copper bells and he shouted to everyone:

"Everyone knows my temper, Lao Zhou. If you are willing to follow me, stand behind me!"

"This Li Chuhe is a sinister villain. Don't be fooled by him."

Li Chuhe heard this and sneered:

"Zhou Meng, don't put gold on your face, don't pretend to be so great. I remember you were the one who opposed entering the northern border. If we didn't come, would we still be alive today?"

Zhou Meng stretched his neck and was about to refute.

Li Chuhe said again:

"Brothers, we must unite as one. We are in a difficult situation due to natural disasters. If we do not unite and engage in division, we will definitely be looked down upon by other forces, or even targeted."

"Once we are divided, our strength will be weakened and life will be difficult for everyone."

"I hope everyone will not be deceived by Zhou Meng."

When everyone heard what Li Chuhe said, most of the dozen or so people who originally raised their hands in favor of Zhou Meng becoming the boss suddenly hesitated.

He thought to himself, yes, what Li Chuhe said does make sense.

And judging from the conversation between the two, it is clear that Li Chuhe has a more overall view and is more considerate of everyone.

From this point of view, this Li Chuhe is indeed more suitable to be the boss.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Zhou Meng knew that he would never have the chance to be the boss, and if he stayed, there would probably be even fewer people willing to follow him.

So he said to everyone:

"I'll ask you again, is there anyone willing to come with me?"

After a few seconds, two people came out of the crowd.

These two people were the closest to Zhou Meng, and they still chose Zhou Meng at this moment.

Zhou Meng saw that only the two of them came out, and looked a little disappointed at the other people who he thought would definitely follow him.

After seeing Zhou Meng's eyes, those people lowered their heads.

"Brother Zhou!"

"Brother Zhou!"

Zhou Meng's eyes were cold and he glanced at Li Chuhe.

Silently, he led the two of them to pack their things and luggage, and then walked out the door.

"Wait, the things are left behind, people can leave!" That bitch Li Chuhe closed the door and looked at the three of them jokingly.

Zhou Meng was tall, and when he saw that little Kalami, who had only been beside Li Chuhe before, now dared to block his way, he became angry.

He pulled out his long knife and struck it with one blow.

When Li Chuhe saw Zhou Meng coming at him, he rolled and crawled to avoid it.

"You're crazy!"

"Stop him quickly!"

Everyone in the Mighty Gang hesitated, but still walked slowly.

Zhou Menghe and the two people behind him were holding long swords and their momentum was not weak.

"If you want what I have, come here and let me see if you can take it!" Zhou Meng looked at everyone fiercely.

Seeing Zhou Meng's posture, no one dared to step forward.

After all, he used to be a member of the Mighty Gang, and he knew Zhou Meng well. Zhou Meng was the kind of person with a bad temper and murderous intent, and he was also very powerful in combat.

If you really push him, he will definitely be able to take away a few people.

No one wanted to die, so they all stopped.

Li Chuhe saw this scene, walked out and said:

"Let them go!"

The crowd stopped and looked at Zhou Meng with complicated expressions.

Zhou Meng did not appreciate Li Chuhe's kindness.

He snorted coldly, carried his bag and walked out of the door, stepping into the rainstorm.

"The wind is weak, I'll open the door and take a look. I wonder how high the zombies are piled up?"

Some people did not retreat in time and stayed here in a sentry tower at the main gate of the northern wall.

When he looked out, the man was immediately disappointed.

Although the zombies were only piled up to more than 20 meters, they were only piled up to half the height of the wall.

But the speed visible to the naked eye was much faster than before.

In the storm, there are not only great restrictions on people.

The same is true for these zombies.

A large number of zombies will be blown down by the strong wind when they crawl up and pile up.

The higher you climb, the greater the wind resistance you encounter, so the height of the zombie piles has been suppressed to more than ten or twenty meters these days.

It's like a pyramid. The more you go down, the more zombies there are. The densely packed zombies are intertwined, supporting each other to prevent being blown down by the storm.

To climb to a height of several dozen meters, a lot of zombies are needed.

The storm is smaller, and the speed of these zombie piles increases suddenly.

The zombies are tireless. Every time they are swept down by the strong wind, as long as their heads are not fatally injured, they will still crawl towards the wall.

In the rainstorm, the sensitivity of these zombies increases. They step on their companions and keep climbing up.

Even if they are blown down by the wind, blown dozens or hundreds of meters away, and hit the ground, they don't know the pain at all, and still crawl on the wall numbly.

More and more people come out of the sentry tower.

Looking at the tide of zombies outside the wall, they are suddenly panicked.

"What should we do? What should we do? The zombies are climbing up!"

"Why are you in such a hurry? The zombies can't climb up so quickly in such a short time!"

"Now it seems that the storm a few days ago saved us. If there was no storm, the zombies below would have climbed up long ago."

"Stop arguing!"

A man with a shotgun stood up.

"Don't say these useless things. Hurry up and prepare for the battle. At this point, we have no way to retreat. If we can't defend this wall, we will all die!"

The man with a shotgun in his hand is a small leader of the caravan. The people who came out of this sentry tower are basically all members of the caravan.

When they heard him say this, everyone suddenly quieted down.

Indeed!

At this point, they can only go up, and they have to hold on even if they can't.

Once the zombies break in, all of them will be finished.

"Wang Ran, you go down the wall and notify the boss, tell him the situation here, and let him call other forces to a meeting and send people to reinforce this side of the wall."

Wang Ran heard this and nodded vigorously, "Second brother, I'll go now!"

As he said this, he walked down the wall with a mace.

Oil City.

From the thunderstorm disaster at the end of May to the storm that lasted for ten days, the storm stopped and the heavy rain continued.

After more than ten days, a small number of survivors in the trading market faced the situation of running out of ammunition and food.

After the storm ended, many survivors here spontaneously traded with each other.

They adopted the method of barter.

At first, it was only Xie Dongming and Feng Jinrong who conducted simple transactions in the building where they were, and they exchanged grain for grain.

Xie Dongming had a lot of smoked pheasants, and he wanted to use these smoked pheasants to exchange for some starchy food.

Later, the people of the Axe Gang and the people of the Summer Resort from the North heard the news and came to buy and trade.

With their start, some people followed suit, and this method instantly became popular in the entire trading market.

This is somewhat similar to the bed exchange of antique shops before the end of the world.

They put the things they brought to sell in the room, let people choose, and then quote each other.

The trading market formed four relatively concentrated trading places in the southeast, northwest and northeast.

In this market, the most precious thing is food.

And it is basically the hardest hard currency.

People who basically take out food for trading either exchange it for food.

Or he specifies something that he needs urgently.

Otherwise, he can't buy other people's food at all.

Trading market.

Northwest corner, the area where the members of the Northern Territory live.

A man with a mole on the corner of his mouth quietly walked to Chen Dachui's side.

He bumped Chen Dachui with his elbow.

"Da Chui, I heard there is a hehe place in the row of houses next to it."

"Hehe place?"

Chen Da Chui frowned, raised his head in confusion and asked:

"What hehe? Er Gou, please explain clearly."

"Brother Chui, do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand?" Er Gou blinked and said:

"It's just a little happiness!"

Chen Da Chui understood immediately, widened his eyes and asked:

"No, who built this place? Will it violate the regulations of the trading market?"

Er Gou laughed and said:

"Brother Chui, I have carefully studied the regulations here. You can't force buying and selling, right?

I also inquired about the situation over there. I heard that it was created by a force from Tingfeng Tower. Some women who lacked food joined voluntarily.

This kind of thing is consensual and does not violate the regulations."

Chen Dachui rubbed his hands, hesitated for two seconds and asked:

"Is it expensive?"

"Not expensive, two tortillas can be used for one round, and you can have more fun." Ergou raised his eyebrows and said with a sly smile.

The people who came from the northern border are richer than most survivors.

In addition to the food they stored themselves, they also took a whole portion of food when they came here to participate in the construction of the trading market.

"Then let's go and have a look?" Chen Dachui was somewhat tempted.

Ergou nodded vigorously.

After all, Chen Dachui was the boss of the tattoo party, and he could still afford such small consumption.

They left as soon as they said they would, and the two put on raincoats and rushed into the heavy rain.

"That house?" Chen Dachui shouted in the rain.

"It's the one in the middle in front, the whole building is Tingfenglou." Ergou replied.

Chen Dachui touched his chest, which was the eight tortillas he brought.

He hasn't had meat for a long time, and the recent continuous natural disasters have made him very upset. He must have a good time today.

There are not many entertainment activities for people in the end of the world, so things like this are not new.

He hurried to the building where Tingfeng Tower belongs. The door was open, and two people were bored and watching the heavy rain outside.

"Guests are coming." One of them scratched his eyes and said to the person next to him.

The two stood up straight, waiting for Chen Dachui and Ergou to arrive.

"What services do you have here?" Chen Dachui shook off the rain on his body and asked the two.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"We have everything you want."

"Come in."

Chen Dachui was a little nervous, he was afraid of being cheated.

But this is a trading market after all, if he is really cheated, he will complain and report it.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt much calmer.

There are two rooms specially used for entertaining guests, and the conditions are a bit simple.

The rooms are separated by cloth strips,

and the movements and sounds on both sides can be heard very clearly.

"Come on, two distinguished guests, come and pick."

A bald man bit a branch in the corner of his mouth and said to Chen Dachui and the other two.

"Can you still pick?" Chen Dachui was a little surprised.

"Okay."

The bald man led the two to a room where a row of people stood.

Chen Dachui was a little excited and pointed at two women who looked fatter.

"Two?" The bald man asked.

I didn't realize that these two were also quite capable.

"Yes, I want to fight two!" Chen Dachui waved his hand and said with high spirits.

"Four tortillas!" The bald man stretched out his hand.

Chen Dachui gave eight directly, and then said to Ergou next to him:

"Old Second, you also choose."

"I'll leave first."

In the humid room,

the two people who were chosen followed Dachui to a small compartment made of cloth strips on three sides.

Chen Dachui asked the two excitedly: "What's the rule?"

One of them said: "Lie down."

Hiss!

(Seeking monthly tickets)