As far as the three of them were young and strong, Tang Xianhe and others put their hopes on them.
Lin Dongyang was wearing sportswear. He sneered and pulled up the collar, looked at Huang Mao and Su Chang, and said, "I have no problem, how are you two?"
Zhou Chang hesitated for a while, nodded and said, "I have no problem either."
Huang Mao's heart was ten thousand unwilling. He didn't want to work for anyone, but everyone looked at him and had to say, "You can't live if you don't go, Old Man Xiao, open the door!"
The three men carrying fire-fighting axes, Old Man Xiao and Tang Xianhe left and right, opened the courtyard door by a gap, and Lin Dongyang was the first to leave the courtyard door.
Huang Mao and Zhou Chang followed him, and the three of them bent over and rushed to the opposite side of the road. Lin Dongyang and Huang Mao picked up the fire axe, one left and one right, blocking the zombies coming up with their teeth and claws, and bought time for Zhou Chang.
Zhou Chang hurriedly stuffed milk, bread, instant noodles, mineral water and other foods into a large plastic bag. Tucked half of the bag and fled back together.
Tang Xianhe and Old Man Xiao met at the door, and when the three of them entered the courtyard door, they banged and closed the door immediately. The corpses threw on the door, noisy for a while, and gradually dispersed.
It was the second day of the catastrophe. It was at the peak of the power of the zombies. After Lin Dongyang and the three fled back, their faces were pale. Zhou Chang couldn’t hold the axe in his hand, and even the axe was taken by the zombies. went.
Tang Xianhe calmed the three of them, took out the food, and put them on the small table in different categories:
There are three boxes of instant noodles, three boxes of chocolate sandwich biscuits, two boxes of milk, two bottles of mineral water, four large buns, and four bags of twelve sticks of ham sausage.
Sixteen pairs of eyes of eight people stared at the food in exchange for their lives. There was a groan in their stomachs, everyone was hungry.
Sophia thought: "Why do you take instant noodles, because there is a shortage of water, and you have to soak them with water." But she also understood that the zombies rushed up in groups, and Zhou Chang was afraid that the souls were scared at the time, and even got them in her hands. What is it
Tang Xianhe picked up the instant noodles and said, "The food was all bought by the three of Dongyang and the others. Therefore, for the three boxes of instant noodles, each of them has one box for each of them." After a pause, "Everyone has no comments?"
Sophia takes the lead
Say: "No, no, thank them."
Old man Xiao also said, "I don't have any opinions."
Su Xiaochen and Mei Juan also nodded.
"The rest of the food..." Tang Xianhe continued, "It is still divided into eight portions, including the three of Dongyang and the others, one portion for each person!"
Speaking from the bottom of his heart, Tang Xianhe's distribution was fair, encouraging the strong and comforting the weak.
But Huang Mao didn't think so. He thought, "Why do I want to give you the food that Lao Tzu spent his life in exchange for? Just two days ago, Lao Tzu didn't even know you people!"
Next, Tang Xianhe meticulously distributed the food, making sure to be absolutely fair, four bags of forty-eight ham sausages, exactly six per person.
Other foods cannot be divided into pieces. For example, there are only three boxes of chocolate sandwich biscuits. The package is torn apart and the pieces are distributed. The two extra pieces are broken into pieces, and there is a small pile for each person. Tang Xianhe couldn't wait to have a balance at hand.
Two days later, the three of Lin Dongyang ventured out to get the food back. This time, Huang Mao was stunned, and Tang Xianhe didn't let Tang Xianhe do anything, so he divided the food into three parts.
Huang Mao left one share for Lin Dongyang and Zhou Chang, and then swept his share into the bag, without saying a word, and went to the warehouse.
When other people looked at each other, maybe Zhou Chang picked up his share too, followed Huang Mao's footsteps, and went to the warehouse, curled up like a mouse in the corner of the wall where he was lying.
Lin Dongyang recovered for a long time and sighed, "I'm the one, everyone."
But one food for six people, even the gap between the teeth is not enough.
Tang Xianhe understood that he could only rely on himself. He tore off his usual disguise, lifted the hatchet and said, "The food is across the street. If you don't want to starve to death, you have to get it yourself."
Old Man Xiao, Sophia, Su Xiaochen, and Mei Juan looked at each other. Su Xiaochen said tremblingly, "But... but I dare not!"
Tang Xianhe snorted: "You can figure it out by yourself."
At this point, Old Man Xiao had to beg Lin Dongyang: "Dongyang, you lead us... Let's go there together."
Lin Dongyang sighed: "First eat something, add some strength, let's talk about it."
Half an hour later, Lin Dongyang raised the fire axe and told Xiao Lao
The head said: "Uncle Xiao, you are old and have inconvenience in your legs and feet, so you can stay and leave the door for us."
Old man Xiao was so touched, he promised again and again.
Sophia was carrying the hatchet, and Qin Se was behind Lin Dongyang and Tang Xianhe, feeling that the canteen just across the road seemed to be on the other side of the world.
What she didn't know was that the two-way four-lane urban highway outside the courtyard was only 30 meters wide according to the Silk Country's urban motor vehicle road standards, plus the green belt in the middle and the sidewalks on both sides, it was only more than 70 meters.
But even this distance of less than one hundred meters has become the gap between life and death at this time.
Behind Sophia, followed by Mei Juan, Su Xiaochen shrank in the concierge, her face pale and muttering to herself, no one understood what she was talking about, and no one cared about what she was talking about.
At this moment, striving to survive is the most important thing.
On the road, there seemed to be more zombies than before.
It is also their bad luck. The street in front of the door is a bustling commercial street in Huzhou City, where thousands of living dead are swimming.
Under the leadership of Lin Dongyang, the four people came back soon, and they brought back two bags of food. Tang Xianhe divided into five parts:
One for himself, one for Lin Dongyang, one for Sophia, one for Mei Juan, and one for Old Man Xiao.
Sure enough, there is no copy of Su Xiaochen.
Mei Juan pinched two Wangwang snow cakes and a can of eight-treasure porridge, and looked at Su Xiaochen who was shrinking in the corner of the concierge.
There was a small iron stove in the corner. When it was left unused for heating, it was dirty and covered with dust. Su Xiaochen's expression was as gray as the iron stove.
Tang Xianhe understood Mei Juan's meaning, and said indifferently: "You don't necessarily survive on your own. What is the heart of the Virgin?"
Mei Juan ignored it, but walked over and passed the snow cake and eight-treasure porridge.
Su Xiaochen did not answer, she pushed away Mei Juan's hand, stood up and said, "You haven't got much food, don't worry, I won't be starving."
With that, Su Xiaochen left the concierge and walked towards the warehouse.
The old warehouse is very high. Only three meters away from the ground, there are only a few circular vents. If you stay for a long time, you will feel psychologically suffocated, so normally, no one wants to stay in it.
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