Qiaodong.
It was another cold day.
The cold wind whistled, and the plants around the city had already withered, showing the changeable weather of the doomsday. The sky was gloomy, as if it was going to snow.
Now it was winter, and everywhere was filled with a bleak atmosphere.
But today, the east side of the bridge was livelier than ever. The weather was cold, but the people's hearts were warm. The entire east side of the bridge was bustling with noise. Every household, from the professionals to the warriors, to the survivors and refugees at the bottom, were all talking about it.
Every corner of the Qiaodong was talking about one thing. The forces belonging to the Qiaodong defeated the zombie tide, and even killed the leader of the other side on the spot, establishing the victory.
He remembered that a few days ago, there was a disaster. The stronghold dozens of miles away was surrounded by zombies, and the number of casualties was innumerable. This caused a panic, and everyone was trembling with fear that the zombies would attack the city wall the next day.
But now, the zombie tide was repelled, and the soldiers defended the stronghold, indicating that the Qiaodong would not be affected. This was simply a great joy.
Everyone put down the burden in their hearts, and changed the worried face of the past few days, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Market.
On a construction site.
There were many construction sites in the Qiaodong, and a group of people gathered here. They were all pitiful people in the doomsday environment, and they could use the coolies to exchange for some food.
These people came from all walks of life and had all kinds of identities. Due to the harsh working environment, there were often fights, injuries, and even deaths.
However, in this world, the most worthless thing was human life. As long as this group of ant-like guys could continue to work and not riot, it would be fine. Some of the patrol officers just turned a blind eye and didn't pay too much attention to it.
Although it was called a construction site, it actually included a lot of things. Because of the large number of people, it was also a small black market. There were spirits, information, and even some underground boxing markets.
A painful life would make people crazy. In such an environment, some ordinary people even held boxing matches, and the wager was none other than the rations they had painstakingly obtained.
Every week, there would be an underground boxing match at a certain time. There were almost no rules in the process, and it would only end when the opponent couldn't get up, and there were murders from time to time.
At this time, because of the zombie tide, the boxing matches that were originally held were suspended. Everyone was busy with their own things, or work, or sitting together with food, chatting, and having fun.
At this time, a worker without front teeth walked into the crowd. He was thin, and when he opened his mouth, you could see the missing front teeth, which made him look a bit funny.
The worker took a black pancake and chewed it in his mouth. It was food made by mixing roots and food. Although it didn't taste good, he ate it with relish...
Perhaps because he was too bored, the worker couldn't help but change the topic and said......... ... have you heard? ......................... a.........
.... where.......... where... where. where..... where. If the zombies are really so scary, we must have lost a lot of people, right? "
"Hey, look at what you're saying. With Major Xu here, no matter how powerful the zombies are, they're just targets." The worker was obviously Xu Hongzhuang's loyal fan, and when he mentioned the other's name, he used military rank instead.
However, the men on the side were a bit careless, and said loudly, "In this world, men and women are inverted, but so what if they're powerful? They still have to be ridden under. Hey, I don't know who's convinced! "
"Haha, that's right!"
"You don't say, with that small body, if you can ride under it, you'll lose five years of your life, no! Ten years is enough! "
The group of people were unscrupulous, and they loudly vented their desire to talk.
However, no one noticed that the worker's face was a bit strange. His originally funny face became gloomy, and when he looked at these people, his eyes were filled with a trace of killing intent.
"No!"
However, just as the crowd was talking, one of the men with a scar on the side of his face stood out and said in a deep voice, "What can a woman do? I heard that the reason why we succeeded this time was all thanks to Mr. Li Chuan. He personally chopped off the head of the zombie commander!"
Mr. Li!
Obviously, compared to the workers, he was a die-hard conservative.
Li Chuan!
Some people around him sucked in a breath of air.
Even the expressions of the people who were laughing became a bit serious. Compared to Xu Hongzhuang, who would not come in contact with them, Li Chuan was no stranger to these people. When the boxing competition was held before, Li Chuan came several times. He seemed to like blood very much. Every time he came, he would give some prize money as a reward, but there was a condition, and that was to win the competition, the enemy must be killed.
The superior had the ability to decide the life and death of people.
Compared to Xu Hongzhuang, they seemed to think that no matter how they talked, they wouldn't be able to see each other. Therefore, they were a bit more presumptuous. However, Li Chuan was different. They had personally witnessed how terrifying he was. Therefore, when someone mentioned his name, some people showed a look of fear.
The scarred man did not seem to think that there would be such a result. He sneered and said to the worker, "Put away your pitiful tricks, Xu Hongzhuang is just a woman. If you want to compare her with Mr. Li Chuan, the difference is too big. I don't accept that a woman can become the savior of this city."
"What did the war bring us? We only have a little rations. If you ask me, since this time the zombie tide was defeated, it is better to recuperate and plant more food so that we can have enough to eat. "
No one thought that it was just a chat, but in the end, it developed into a factional fight. Some people joined in the quarrel. Some supported the worker, believing that Xu Hongzhuang defeated the zombie tide, while some supported the scarred man, believing that he was right, and that it was Li Chuan who turned the situation around.
The voices began to become noisy. The supporters from the two factions were arguing together. They almost all believed that the faction they supported was the savior of this zombie tide.
The worker sat quietly at the side. He did not participate in the ruckus. Instead, he looked at the people who had been bewitched as if they were fools. He looked forward and saw that the scarred man also had an inexplicable smile on his face. The two of them looked at each other and nodded as if nothing had happened.
The public opinion was in chaos.
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