Wang Zhongyu took Wenquan Xin and dumped the body in front of a construction site more than ten kilometers away from the villa. Not long after doing this, they were told not to return to the villa tonight. Lao Xu did not explain the reason and just asked They find a safe place to stay temporarily, and there may be new tasks assigned to them later.
Considering that you may need to leave to perform a mission at any time, searching for accommodation is obviously a thankless business, not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also risky.
And listening to Lao Xu's tone, it wouldn't take long to issue a new task, so the two of them simply found a usable small truck on the side of the road and stayed in it.
Anyway, as long as you drive the car to a place where there are few zombies, the protection of this iron Gada should be able to cope with small-scale zombie attacks.
The plan was finalized, but it was still early, and both of them were hot-blooded men who couldn't bear the loneliness, so they drove the new car while looking for a suitable parking place and seeing if they could get some supplies to take back to the villa.
Since there were only two of them, their actions were quite cautious. They also carefully considered the location where they started. For example, they directly skipped the larger supermarkets and shops, and only found those on the street. They will only slow down when they see a small store and observe carefully before making a final decision.
This seemingly unintentional move by Wang and Wen to kill time actually resulted in good profits. Although it was not as good as the previous operations they participated in to specifically search for supplies, at least 1/3 of the containers were filled. Full to the brim. And they are all the food supplies that the villa is currently in urgent need of.
Watching the sky darken, Lao Xu has not yet sent a new action plan. In order to avoid all kinds of trouble after dark, the two stopped their plan to continue searching along the way and quickly drove back to a parking place they had selected before.
The location of the foothold is accessible in all directions. Not only that, because this place was originally a cemetery, the doors of the rows of front houses here have always been locked, and no merchants are willing to move in.
The real estate company that came to undertake this project must be extremely depressed. However, this brought great convenience to Wang and Wen.
After parking the car, they simply cleaned up a few zombies that came after hearing the news, and then they dived into the container and started preparing food and drink for them.
Eating outside during the apocalypse is always so simple. Instant noodles seem to have become the preferred staple food of survivors, although Wei Yang thoughtfully prepared rice for the two of them. High-end goods such as side dishes, but the two lazy people did not find a place to live in order to save trouble, so the matter of hot meals became empty talk.
Fortunately, a lot of supplies were collected today. Wang Zhongyu didn't spend much time rummaging through a pile of randomly placed boxes and found a bag of Wuxi salted duck that was intact in plastic.
Wenquan Xin, who has a good eye, spotted the attractive "sand duck" son on the bag at a glance. His eyes were glowing green as he snatched the bag away. After confirming that what he saw was correct, he said ecstatically: "Haha, Xiao Wang, we are now rich!"
Wang Zhongyu ignored the fussing Wenquan Xin and continued to rummage. After a while, 2 barrels of instant noodles, 2 cups of Youlemei, a bag of Laoganma peanuts, and the side dishes prepared by Weiyang were neatly placed on the empty space of the container.
"Done!" Wang Zhongyu pointed to the things on the ground and said to Wenquan Xin: "Well, our dinner is quite rich."
Wenquan Xin burst into laughter and said: "Nonsense, it goes without saying, but it's a pity that we don't have any wine!"
Wang Zhongyu curled his lips, blew a breath and said: "Pfft, come on. I'll give you back the wine if you're content. You think we're on a trip and we can't drink even if we have wine. Now, just take it and make do with it."
Holding the milk tea cup that Wang Zhongyu lowered, Wenquan Xin muttered silently: "Youlemei. Damn, what the hell is this? It sounds so familiar!"
"This is milk tea, high-end stuff, you bumpkin. Come here. Give it to me!" Wang Zhongyu couldn't help but take back the milk tea cup from Wenquan Xin's hand, tore off the seal on it, and took out the tea powder bag inside. He handed it back to Wenquan Xin and said: "Now, take it, add hot water to it and you can drink it."
The latter curiously slowly added the hot water from the thermos bottle to the paper cup, and soon an alluring scent of milk tea erupted under the high temperature. Wenquan Xin took two greedy sniffs and grinned with a big mouth. : "Hehe. It smells pretty good!"
"Of course!" Wang Zhongyu just wanted to laugh when he saw Wen Wen Xin's silly and narcissistic look. He took the opportunity to order the latter to make all the remaining instant noodles and milk tea, while he himself leaned on it happily. He smoked a cigarette leisurely on the door panel.
As soon as the lid of the instant noodles box was opened, the unique aroma of the seasoning packets immediately filled the narrow carriage, making the gluttons in the stomachs of the two older men begin to stir uneasily.
"Let's eat!" Wang Zhongyu flicked his hand and popped the cigarette butt out of the car, and at the same time gently closed the car door, ready to start his sumptuous meal.
Tang Xiaoquan was still on the balcony, occasionally raising his binoculars to look in the direction of the factory. The guards in the camera were eating dinner in the guard room. Judging from the way they were swaying on their chairs and dancing, it seemed that they We are discussing something interesting.
But Tang Xiaoquan has no intention of understanding this now. It had been another half hour since the black off-road vehicle returned to the factory, but during this period the factory was still business as usual. No suspicious characters appeared, and no vehicles carrying people left.
They didn't even use the mobile phone, which made Tang Xiaoquan speechless as his eyes started to swell.
"Xiao Tang, let's have a rest. Come back to the house and eat the food while it's hot." Lao Zhao was worried that Tang Xiaoquan wouldn't be in the mood to go downstairs to eat. At the same time, in order to avoid further arguments between him and Wang Qiang, Lao Zhao simply gave the former a single plate. Bowls of food were served.
"Ah! Uncle Zhao, look at this... I'm so sorry that you brought my food!" Tang Xiaoquan quickly took the hot meal from Old Zhao's hand and thanked him repeatedly!
"Haha, okay, why are you so polite to Uncle Zhao? If you really feel embarrassed, then go back to the house and eat all this food. Then Uncle Zhao's worry for you will be in vain." Zhao had a kind smile on his face. Both Tang Xiaoquan and Qiangzi were like his own children to him, so of course every time he went on a mission with them, he felt that he had an obligation to take good care of them.
Tang Xiaoquan took two mouthfuls of the pickled rice in the bowl and praised it: "Well, Uncle Zhao, it's so delicious!"
"If it's delicious, eat more. If it's not enough, I'll go down and give you more. Go inside and eat. It'll get cold after eating outside."
"It's okay, Uncle Zhao, I can eat quickly."
"Come on, what's wrong with speed? Do you think Uncle Zhao is stupid? Don't worry, go inside and eat. Uncle Zhao will keep an eye on the factory for you!" (To be continued.)
