"Haha, don't get excited, young man, drink some water first, I think your story will be very long!" Liu Fugui said cheerfully, pointing to the teacup on the table.
The young man nodded, picked up the cup and took a few sips, then wiped his lips and began to tell: "Not long after I was born, my father passed away due to a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, and my mother also died on my 18th birthday. I was killed in a car accident. After that, I relied on the help of my neighbors for a period of time. When the court finally decided, the party responsible..."
After he finished speaking, the young man's shoulders began to tremble.
"What happened to the party responsible?"
"He was sentenced to 30,000 yuan!"
Liu Fugui, who knew the reason, patted the young man's shoulder in time and sighed: "This sentence is unfair."
"Yes, Mr. Liu, who can say otherwise! But I was just a child at the time. I was weak and had no ability to redress my mother's grievances. My neighbors also persuaded me to take the money and end the matter. Don't even take the money when the time comes. No. But...but how can I get this money? I...I'm not willing to accept it!" His fists were clenched tightly. Even after so many years, the young man was still feeling sorry for himself for not being able to get it back for his mother. Fair and chagrined.
In Liu Fugui's opinion, these things were too common. The society in the past had always been a world of the upper class and the rich, and the laws were just made by a small group of people to restrain the poor.
It is precisely because he has seen through this that he will do whatever it takes to become a master.
However, his sympathy for the young man's tragic experience at this time was completely driven by a purpose. He just wanted to know about the JZ County Stadium Shelter.
Huang Yong obviously didn't have such a good temper. He didn't expect that this young man had been talking about these useless things for a long time.
I can't help but curse inwardly, who the hell wants to hear your life story? Who do you think you are? Damn it!
"Believe me, young man, good people are rewarded. Look, you survived. As for those bad guys, I believe God will take care of them. Maybe they have already entered the belly of the zombies!" I have to say that Liu Fugui is indeed Good at persuasion.
"Yes, they will definitely be punished." The young man looked fiercely, believing that if those who handled the case appeared in front of him now, he would not hesitate to rush forward and fight them desperately.
Raising the glass again, the young man took two sips of tea to calm down, and then continued: "In the end, I chose to collect money and settle. I had no choice but to survive. After receiving the compensation, I bought a car from a neighbor. The abandoned cart selling fried skewers was simply repaired, and I started selling fried skewers from dawn to dusk. Although it was hard work every day, I could finally make a living by myself and no longer had to rely on the help and assistance of my neighbors."
Liu Fugui was somewhat touched when he heard this, because it reminded him of his precious son.
The latter's current age is several years older than the age described by the young man in front of him, but look at others, they are working hard to make a living at a young age, while his own son is indulged in a world of indulgence and indulgence all day long. In the final analysis, this is all due to his father's lack of discipline when he was young.
"But until that day, everything changed." The young man's conversation suddenly changed, and his tone became frightened.
And Liu Fugui and others basically guessed what "that day" in the young people's mouth meant.
"That day, I set up a stall in front of the school as usual. Business didn't start to pick up until the students got out of school. But not long after, I noticed a commotion on the streets. I think you, Mr. Liu, can more or less guess what happened next."
Liu Fugui sighed and nodded: "It should be an epidemic."
"Yes, that scene was so tragic. A living child was pushed to the ground and eaten out by his own father. The students were so frightened that they began to run away. I didn't care whether they gave him any food or not. The money, after collecting the stall, started running with the flow of people.”
"But not long after, the tragedy happened again. Not only that, this time the scope was larger, and more and more people around me were attacked. I was scared at the time. In order to survive, I threw away the fried skewers. , and ran towards the nearest Ziyan Chicken restaurant."
"Fortunately, the clerk inside didn't close the door when he escaped. I hid there for about four days, relying on the cooked food in the store until the rescue team arrived."
Staring at the young man on the sofa, Huang Yong secretly thought that this guy's luck was too damn good.
Fugitive actually ran into a deserted deli. It looked like his food for the four days must have been pretty good. He was probably going to get tired of eating chicken.
"Then I went to the gymnasium with the rescue team and stayed there all the time. I spent almost a week there, and then one day, all of us were suddenly told to evacuate the place urgently. As for the specific reason, the troops did not know the reason. Explain that there are rumors that a large number of zombies have gathered in several streets around the base. In order to avoid being surrounded by them when they fall, the superiors have decided to evacuate everyone from this place."
"Then...how many of you were there at that time?" Liu Fugui asked.
"No more than 300 people!"
"Oh, it may not be easy to evacuate so many people." Liu Fugui could imagine the chaos of the scene.
"Yeah, but the troops seemed to be well prepared. They divided us into groups of dozens of people according to the form, and then loaded us into trucks in separate rows. The speed was very fast." It seemed like we were back to that day again, the young man narrated quickly: "That day, we left in a hurry and didn't bring anything with us. There was a huge convoy of Changliu people, and we packed up and left the stadium."
"Oh!" Liu Fugui simply responded, then asked: "Then where did you go after you left?"
"This...I don't know."
"I don't know? Could it be that something happened again!" Huang Yong's eyes widened, as if he was about to touch him. He obviously didn't believe what the young man said.
In this regard, the young man was a little helpless: "Yes, because the car I was in was hijacked the night I left the city."
"What? Hijacking?" Huang Yong couldn't believe his ears.
"Yes, they were hijacked. I only found out later that some of the survivors in my car were fugitives. They killed the truck driver at night, and then used all of us in the car as hostages to hijack the car. In the end, the troops had no choice but to let him go."
"Fuck! What happens next? Why are you alone again?" (To be continued.)
