Looking at the sneaky figure walking next to the street in the distance, Chen Fan chuckled secretly, and then walked towards the two figures silently.

"Zhu Zai, hurry up, the boss told us to come out for patrol, don't be lazy!" an older young man shouted at the deaf-headed Qing, who was behind him, who was holding his head and holding his head.

Nairan, a young man named Zhu Zai, pulled his head away and looked like he was not awake. He followed him in a few steps and replied: "Brother Sandao, the boss needs people to patrol every day. What's the use? Isn't this bird like here?"

"You know, it's all for safety reasons. Once a large number of zombies are found, we can make a timely response strategy. Generally, we should clean up as soon as possible to facilitate brothers to enter and exit, do you understand!" Liang Sandao said a lesson, shaking a dagger in his hand. Unfortunately, the dagger does not seem to be sharp and a bit blunt. It's almost time to change it, but there are no weapons to use.

A dagger that is not ordinary has been beaten. It can be imagined that this guy killed a certain number of zombies. In the eyes of ordinary people, Liang Sandao can be regarded as a master. In the camp where he is, he is also the No. 1 master. He has the strength of a high-level warrior apprentice. He is only one step away from breaking through to the warrior realm, and he is one opportunity.

With this kind of strength, we will naturally be considered a master, but of course we cannot compare with that perverted prison. Today, Liang Sandao was on duty and took a younger brother out to patrol the situation. This is something that everyone in the camp must do.

"Zhu Zai, help me wipe the blood from the knife." Liang Sandao threw the dagger in his hand to the young man behind him, and then continued: "Be careful! Don't let the knife break your hand and occupy the blood on it. You will most likely become a zombie. Don't blame Brother Sandao for killing you."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zai carefully took the dagger that set a brilliant record for the third brother, nodded excitedly and said, "Don't worry, third brother, I'm not so brainless. I can't fight my life. By the way, third brother, when will you teach me martial arts to kill zombies? Your sword technique is a name in our camp!"

Liang Sandao enjoyed the respect of others for him. He looked at Zhu Zai who was flattering, pretended to be profound and smiled faintly, patted Zhu Zai on the shoulder and said, "Killing zombies is nothing more than fast! Accurate! Ruthless! If you can understand the essence of these three words, you can be considered a warrior! If it is not Brother Sandao, I will speak loudly. As long as you learn half of the third brother's level, you can basically walk sideways here!"

Hearing the words of walking sideways, Zhu Zai's face immediately showed a burning and excited expression, and his blood was boiling inside. He quickly called on Brother Sandao to be domineering and powerful, and then asked: "But what's going on with this quick, accurate and ruthless?"

"This is actually very simple. You will know when you face the zombies. This is something you have learned. How can you explain it clearly in just a few words?" Liang Sandao shook his head and said.

Who knows the three words "fast, accurate and ruthless"? Zhu Zai is a little unhappy. As soon as he talks about this key point, Liang Sandao hits the edge ball and is unwilling to tell him the essence. What's going on? He still can't figure it out. He dares not express his inner displeasure on his face, so he can only continue to nod, looking like a childish and sensible look.

"Hmm? Someone?" Liang Sandao suddenly stopped and reached out to stop Zhu Zai next to him. He stared at the staggering figure walking from a distance with a vigilant look on his face.

Suddenly, he met a stranger on the street. Liang Sandao, who knew the danger of the city, looked slightly stern. It was not until the strange young man walked in. He said, "Stop! Who are you!"

This young man was naturally Chen Fan with a happy face. He heard the other party shouting, and he squeezed out a pure and honest smile and said, "I am a human, not a zombie. Our camp was attacked by a zombie group. I have been hungry for two days and finally met you..."

When Liang Sandao heard that he was attacked by the zombie group, his face changed slightly. He had also felt the power of the zombie group. It was as fierce as a rushing flood that could not even be blocked. This young man seemed to have escaped from the terrifying zombie group?

He looked at Chen Fan and said coldly: "So what if you meet us?"

Chen Fan continued to maintain a honest expression, looking harmless, and said with a smile: "I want to join your camp, look..."

Liang Sandao looked at Chen Fan, who was weak all over and seemed to be about to fall apart, and said disdainfully: "Join us? Humph, our camp will not accept waste like you!"

Chen Fan was ashamed. This was the situation where the tiger fell into Pingyang and was bullied by a dog. He pleased him and said, "I am just starving and I am still a little capable, otherwise I would not be able to escape from the state of death."

Zhu Zai said silently, followed Liang Sandao, looking at this guy who was probably here to surrender. What kind of ability can this guy who seems to have no power to catch chickens? I guess he can even knock him down in two or three ways! Who can't lie?

"You don't have the final say whether you have the ability or not. In our eyes, you are just a waste, get out of here."

Liang Sandao waved his hand and said, thinking that he could escape from the attack of the zombies, either he had great luck or brag. Just like you, you still have such great ability? Such scattered survivors want to join the camp and use various means to gain the trust of others. Liang Sandao has seen many such things!

Chen Fan was angry and cursed: Your uncle! Just a little mistress like you, I usually just step on a few of them to death!

However, he quickly became angry. This is how human relationships are, especially in a sin city like the city of mourning, human nature is extremely cold. If others come to ask for help from him, most people are too lazy to pay attention to it.

Chen Fan imitated the appearance of the young monk, folded his hands together, smiled peacefully, and said with a pleasing smile: "Brother, I am so hungry that I have no energy. I just want some food to fill my stomach, and I will be rewarded afterwards!"

"No, get out of here quickly, don't get in the way of doing things!" Liang Sandao said coldly, directly refused, and even omitted thinking.

"This..." Chen Fan was exhausted for a while. He usually asked him for help. This was the first time he begged others. He didn't know how to flatter him...

When Zhu Zai saw that the third brother was still standing still, he immediately said, "Did you hear that the third brother told you to get out? You can get food just by wanting it? Tell you that idiot, there is no good people here! Which camp is not short of food? Will you give it to you casually? Don't have big dreams, get out of here quickly. I angered my third brother, and I will do it with you in one knife!"

When it comes to "I made you with one knife", Zhu Zai is full of momentum and a typical villain with a successful face.

"San brother, just take me in. I have some injuries on my body. If I am well-treated, I will leave for a few days. When I leave, I will definitely give back the food twice. No, I will give back ten times!" Chen Fan continued to please, constantly increasing his bargaining chips.

There is no way. When your fist is not big enough, you need to rely on others and you can only pretend to be a grandson.

Liang Sandao looked at him disdainfully and sneered: "Why should I take you in? I will give you ten times the reward? Tsk tsk, what qualifications do you have to say this?"

Chen Fan continued to be ashamed, and he asked for some food. Is it so difficult? Damn, everything he eats can be hard to kill a cultivator! He is a foundation-building monk, a ruthless character who can walk sideways in the city of mourning, and kills countless people. At this time, facing several small people who are weak and who can usually drown him, he lowered his posture and willing to live under someone else's roof. The other party did not accept it, and he directly refused without any room for maneuver.

This made Chen Fan secretly ruthless in his heart. When I have the strength, people like you are just eager to queue up to kneel down! This world of grass! A survivor camp for bitch!

However, he was even more angry at the prison. If the two generals hadn't intervened, would he have to pretend to be angry today? If he wanted to ask for food from such a camp, wouldn't the boss have served it with both hands?

Seeing Chen Fan standing still and unwilling to walk away, Liang Sandao took the dagger that Zhu Zai handed over to wipe, and said coldly: "Hmph! If you don't get out of here, don't blame me..."

But before he could finish speaking, he saw Chen Fan bent down slightly and respectfully handing a dagger made by his hands.

Liang Sandao's eyes just fell on the dagger in Chen Fan's hand, and his eyes lit up and couldn't help but say: "Good knife! Shaped by Luo Kejin! Cut iron like mud!"

Seeing Liang Sandao's eyes shining, Chen Fan immediately smiled flatteringly and said, "This dagger is given to you as a gift for meeting. Third brother, what do you think?"

Although Chen Fan had three such daggers on his body, he still felt extremely heartbroken when he gave one like this. But he really had no choice but to beg for the child to trap the wolf. At this time, he could only bow his knees and beg for help!

Liang Sandao winked at Zhu Zai, who also had a bright look. The latter was attracted by Chen Fan's good knife. After Liang Sandao slapped Liang Sandao in the back, he realized it and immediately took the dagger forward and handed it to his third brother.

Liang Sandao held the dagger and danced a few times, and laughed: "It's indeed a good knife! It feels very handy, and the blade body shapes first-class lines and is sharp enough!"

Chen Fan looked at the guy named Third Brother and was very satisfied with the dagger, and continued to perfunctorily say, "It's good if Third Brother likes it, if you like it, it's the Third Brother!"

However, at this time, Chen Fan was most vigilant. He handed over the weapon to the other party. If this guy came to kill and rob, he would be in trouble. At that time, he had to spray his blood and blood to deal with this high-level warrior apprentice.

But if you do this, Chen Fan's cultivation level is likely to fall!

However, Chen Fan had no better way to make this decision. Apart from using a dagger as a bargaining chip to win the other party’s trust, there was nothing valuable in his body!

If he doesn’t get the other party’s trust, he will have nothing to eat or nothing to eat. Then is he really going to starve to death?!

A foundation-building monk would ask ordinary people for food, but he would be rejected by others, which would eventually lead to starvation. If this matter is in the world of cultivation, he would be laughed to death.

.(To be continued...)
Chapter completed!