"Follow me! Enter the factory!" Of course, Wang Qiang quickly replied.
But what he didn't expect was that just as he finished speaking, Huang Yong smiled coldly: "Haha, who told you that you can go in now?"
The cold words made Wang Qiang a little speechless, but immediately he raised his eyes and angrily shouted, "Nonsense! It's your Mr. Liu..."
Before Wang Qiang could finish speaking, Tang Xiaoquan stepped forward and said before his brother could say anything: "Mr. Huang, I'm sorry, this is my first time coming to your place and I don't understand some of the rules. I hope you'll forgive me for the next step." What do we need to do?"
"Quanzi! You..."
Raising his hand to make a "shut up" gesture, Tang Xiaoquan stared at Huang Yong in front of him with a smile on his face.
"Pile up all your hands, feet, and clothes at the collar, and let me check!" The deep voice was emotionless, and Huang Yong did not give Tang Xiaoquan a good look at his kind gesture.
Wang Qiang was very angry about this, but due to his brother's "warning", he could only act on his words angrily.
However, Huang Yong did not deliberately make things difficult for the survivor. After confirming that the latter had no obvious bite or scratch marks, he passed the so-called "inspection."
Then, he pointed to the iron bucket on the ground and motioned to everyone: "Please throw all the weapons in your hands into it!"
"What! You guys have gone too far!" If the previous 'inspection' could be tolerated, then the current 'disarming' Wang Qiang could not bear it no matter what.
Not only him, but also Hu Xiaodong also expressed his intention to refuse.
In this regard, Tang Xiaoquan could only speak again: "Mr. Huang, I think you should know that we are here this time at the invitation of Mr. Liu to escort his son to your place. We relied on these weapons to defend ourselves along the way. You It would be inappropriate both emotionally and rationally for us to hand over our weapons now!"
Tang Xiaoquan's purpose is very clear. He hopes to move Liu Fugui out to deter the other party.
But who would have thought that Huang Yong didn't take it seriously at all. He just said lightly: "This is the rule set by Mr. Liu, no matter who you are, you must abide by it! As for the ownership of the weapons, when you leave, we will naturally return them in full. "
After saying that, Huang Yong closed his mouth again, but his sharp eyes warned the survivors not to try to avoid this move.
In desperation, the survivors could only surrender their weapons in sequence under the leadership of Xu Renjie.
That's all, Huang Yong also carefully ordered people to check the bodies of several people to ensure that they did not have hidden weapons.
However, Xu Renjie, who had taken precautions in advance, still "luckily" escaped the search with the Type 92 pistol that he had specially put in his high boots.
This gave him some confidence for the next trip. At least in the event of an emergency, everyone on his side would not be passively beaten and have no power to fight back.
"Okay! Everyone! You can follow me now!" After confirming that the handover work was completed, Huang Yong finally gave the instructions to let go and led the way for the survivors.
It must be said that Liu Fugui's factory is "atmosphere".
To the south of the factory is a row of modern storage warehouses. The order number of each warehouse is clearly marked with red paint.
Tang Xiaoquan took a rough look and found that there were as many as 15 rooms. As for what was inside, he could guess without asking, it must be boxes of various food supplies.
From this, it is no wonder that Liu Fugui can be so confident and fearless even after being besieged by zombies for so long. He really has food in his hands and no panic in his heart!
A large parking shed is located in the southwest corner of the warehouse. The original green awning is now in dilapidated condition. A few of the top panels and even the entire piece are missing, making it look very uncoordinated from a distance.
And in the lower space that was originally used to park bicycles and electric scooters, there were now some survivors lying in twos and threes. Most of these people looked exhausted, and it looked like their usual food was not that good.
Looking from a distance, we saw a two-story dormitory building with several half-open windows, curious faces looking downstairs.
As for the middle of the factory area, there is a large factory building. From the words "An important factory area, keep away from idlers" on the upper part of the factory building, it is not difficult to see that it should be the food operation room.
Avoiding the dull gazes of the lifeless crowd under the parking shed, the group of survivors, led by Huang Yong, arrived in front of the office building east of the warehouse.
This is the building that Lao Xu and the others observed with a telescope before. The silver-gray brick walls were full of texture under the sunlight.
Two stone lions lie prone on both sides of the gate, like two door gods. Their huge copper bell-like pupils are always watching the people passing by, giving people an indescribable sense of domineering majesty.
When you step into the office building, you are greeted by an arc-shaped 360-degree circular welcome bar. To the right of the bar is a small reception room. The design of the fully transparent floor-to-ceiling glass room makes this small reception room look particularly transparent. .
Due to the power outage, the elevator, which used to be a very common means of transportation in modern cities, is now a pile of useless scrap iron equipment.
The elevator was not working, so Huang Yong led Xu Renjie and others through the reception room and entered the safe passage.
He climbed up to the third floor and then opened an exquisite wooden door. Huang Yong pointed to the room and waved for everyone to go in:
"You guys should rest in the VIP room for a while now. Mr. Liu will make arrangements later." After saying that, he closed the wooden door and retreated.
The so-called VIP room is actually a larger conference room. There is a long round table in the center of the room, surrounded by a circle of chairs and stools.
It felt like a round table meeting, which made Tang Xiaoquan wonder whether Liu Fugui was interested in King Arthur's Knights of the Round Table?
Wang Qiangqiang didn't care, ran to the front of the long table, opened the chief's seat, sat on it, and then said to everyone in a serious manner: "Here, everyone, sit down, let's talk about entering the factory Let’s see how you feel afterwards!”
Ignoring Wang Qiang's tricks, Tang Xiaoquan found a spot and sat down, then said seriously: "Have you noticed the survivors in the bicycle shed at the bottom of the building?"
"I noticed it. It seems that the distribution system here is very unbalanced! Obviously the staff dormitory can accommodate these people, but..." Hu Xiaodong immediately gave his answer.
"Yes! Even a fool can see it!" Wang Qiang immediately added: "They have no intention of caring about the life and death of the people outside! In my opinion, this Liu Fugui is just a second-generation scar face!"
Hearing the words "scarface", Xu Renjie's expression immediately tensed up.
For him, those three words were a red light. He had sworn that history would never repeat itself, so he immediately expressed his attitude:
"See you later, Liu Fugui. Let's hurry up and get supplies. As for the rest, we'll make plans after we leave!" (To be continued.)
