Qi Yuanchang had good eyesight. He saw the sentry holding a gunpowder gun in his hand. Although the workmanship was poor, the power of close use was very high.

The guards here are tightly guarded, and most of the long-range weapons of the survivors are bows and arrows. There is a gate in front and behind the settlement, and two weapons that look like cannons were placed. Qi Yuanchang walked closer and found that they were two very ancient copper cannons, the kind that fired solid shells. God knows where these survivors were found. But it is undeniable that they can still be used, and metal shells are enough to tear the evil corpses to pieces.

There were few people in the empty wilderness, and Qi Yuanchang, wearing a black police uniform, was very conspicuous. When he was more than 200 meters away from the wall, he raised his hands and looked invincible. He saw the sentry on the guard tower pointing the muzzle at him, and more than a dozen figures appeared in the direction of the gate.

The range of those gunpowder guns is probably less than ten meters. It is just a gesture of aiming at the gun. Qi Yuanchang did not speed up his pace, he maintained a stable rhythm and slowly approached.

When the gate was more than ten meters away, a middle-aged man who seemed to be in charge raised his right hand at him and shouted loudly: "Enough, don't come over, just stand there and don't move."

The reason why Qi Yuanchang was played to this distance was because he did not seem to be a ferocious corpse, and the volume of his shouting could only be heard within this range.

Qi Yuanchang shook his empty hands and shouted: "I have no malice. I just want to find you to exchange for something for food."

Although infected bodies are rich in biological nutrition, they are not the true food in the human sense. In contrast, Qi Yuanchang prefers rice and steamed buns. It would be even better if crispy chicken and braised pork are on the daily menu.

There were several guns pointing at Qi Yuanchang on the other side. They were not homemade gunpowder guns, but real rifles. Disaster turned the original gun ban law into waste paper, and survivors worked hard to get weapons. Disaster is the best whetstone to test human wisdom. Even if they had never been exposed to it before, people can slowly explore it, from strangers to proficiency, which is just a process of extra practice.

Perhaps seeing Qi Yuanchang alone, I felt that it would not pose a threat. After discussing with my companions around me, the middle-aged man waved at him and made way out.

The middle-aged man looked kind-faced and had a gentle attitude. He looked at Qi Yuanchang, his eyes fell on the heavy backpack behind him several times, and asked seriously: "What's your name? Where did you come from?"

"Do you think the name is interesting at this time?"

Qi Yuanchang took out a cigarette from his pocket, spread out in the crowd around him, and finally lit his cigarette with a lighter, spitting out smoke and said, "I escaped from the south. I haven't gotten food recently and I'm hungry. Do you have any food here?"

Cigarettes represent friendship among men. Although they cannot reach the height of "friendship", they are enough to smile on the faces of people around them and greatly reduce alertness and hostility.

The middle-aged man was smoking while staring at the assault rifle on Qi Yuanchang's shoulder: "Your gun is good. Why, are you a policeman?"

“It was.”

This statement itself showed Qi Yuanchang's attitude. He took a deep breath of cigarette: "You haven't answered my question just now."

The middle-aged man was obviously thinking. He thought for a while and asked, "How much do you want? If you just have enough food, then there is no problem. But if you want more, I can't make the decision."

Qi Yuanchang pretended to be surprised and asked, "Why, there are still people above you? I thought you were in charge of the business here."

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and shook his head, and then bounced the ashes: "This place was not built by me. Like you, I have been wandering outside. I came here a few months earlier than you. Well... My name is Zhou Ang, what do you call it?"

"My name is Qi Yuanchang."

Even if the name is useless, it is an indispensable code name when communicating with each other. Qi Yuanchang said seriously: "You have good protection here and it looks very safe. I want to rest here for a few days."

Zhou Ang looked puzzled: "If this is the case, I'm afraid it won't work. Because outsiders are not accepted here. Unless... you join us."

Qi Yuanchang didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence: "Join... Can I exchange something else? For example, a pistol, or a bullet?"

Zhou Ang raised his head and stared at him for a few seconds, as if he had made some decision. He lowered his voice: "This is it! I'll get you something to eat, take the food and leave quickly, don't stay here."

Qi Yuanchang saw a hint of anxiety in Zhou Ang's eyes and asked in confusion: "Why? What exactly happened here?"

Zhou Ang shook his head and said, "You don't understand, you shouldn't have come..."

Before he could finish his words, several people had already run out of the inside of the gate. The leader was a strong man, wearing a sweatshirt and shorts, and was very tall. He interrupted Zhou Ang without hesitation, raised his hand and pointed at Qi Yuanchang and shouted: "Don't leave first, stop! Our mayor wants to see you."

mayor?

Qi Yuanchang didn't understand very much. He looked at the strong man who had already walked in front of him and subconsciously asked: "Mayor? What mayor?"

Zhou Ang whispered beside him: "It's the leader who manages the place. He calls himself the mayor."

After pausing, Zhou Ang sighed and said, "I guess the people on the watchtower spread the news, so that guy wanted to see you. He advised you to leave just now, but you didn't leave. Now it's too late to leave."

His voice was very low, and several people around him could hear it. The strong man surrounded Qi Yuanchang, holding guns in his hands, and the muzzles seemed to be on the side. He gave up enough distance in the middle to lead to the depths of the village.

The strong man's teeth were yellow and had very obvious distortions. He grinned and smiled proudly, "Let's go! Just ahead."

...

To be honest, the buildings here are not very distinctive, they are all unique in the same way. Two-story small buildings are the most common, crowded with each other, just like many building blocks put together without leaving any gaps.

Qi Yuanchang was taken into a large yard. This place should be a place like a village office. The three-story building forms a "concave" character. The yard in the middle is very large, at least more than 200 square meters. There were several cars parked in the yard, and it was covered with dust.

The door of the first floor lobby was open, and Qi Yuanchang walked in and saw several men standing in the room. They stared at themselves silently, their eyes full of alertness and hostility.

The clothes on these people were dirty, covered with dirt and sweat. God knows how long it took for them to wash. Their hair was long and messy, their nails were dark and looked disgusting. But they were strong and big, with processed sticks hanging on their waists and gunpowder guns on their shoulders.

The hall was full of scattered furniture. A man in his forties sat on a chair and hugged a young girl in his arms. The guy had a long horse face, his arms were very thin, and he didn't look strong. His hands kept touching the girl's body. Perhaps doing so could arouse some function that he had been sleeping for a long time. Seeing Qi Yuanchang being escorted in, the man patted the girl's plump butt hard, making a crisp "slap" sound. The girl jumped up angrily, glared at him hatefully, and turned around and left.

The people around him surrounded him and stopped very close to Qi Yuanchang. They obviously didn't care about the assault rifle that Qi Yuanchang was carrying, because at least six gunpowder guns were aimed at him. As long as there was a slight move, they could immediately beat him into a sieve.

Qi Yuanchang didn't have the intention to waste time at this time. He stared at the horse-faced man and asked directly: "Are you the mayor?"

Although there are thousands of ways to answer this question, the horse-faced man chose Qi Yuanchang to ask back, which he had never expected: "Where did you come from?"

"Chengdu."

Qi Yuanchang answered concisely and then said, "I just passed by here and wanted to get some food and then rest for a while."

He did not lie, it was indeed Qi Yuanchang's original plan.

The horse-faced man laughed dryly: "Don't look at the small place here, but it's very safe. You have a good attitude and have chosen a good place. I always think this place can develop into a city. The village is too small. I don't like the name "Heyue Village". What do you think?"

It turns out that this place is called Heyue Village.

Qi Yuanchang finally understood why these people called men with horse-faced faces "Mayor".

However, these things have nothing to do with him.

The horse-faced man continued: "We welcome people outside to join. I can provide you with a separate house, so you can stay as long as you want. However, here is not like outside. No one can enjoy it for nothing. You have to pay the corresponding price, right? Haha! Only by giving can you get rewards, this is always the case."

Qi Yuanchang saw Zhou Ang standing diagonally opposite him and saw a silent sigh in his eyes.

He listened patiently to the words of the man with a horse face, that is, the guy who calls himself "Mayor".

"You have to hand over everything you have. Your backpack, your gun, and everything in your pocket. Don't misunderstand that we are not robbers who rob, nor are we unethical bandits. I built this place, and you saw those walls, they blocked monsters outside and couldn't get in. And my friends, who guarded day and night, patrolled in turns. So, you have to take out everything you have on your body and let everyone share it together. Well... xx pay attention to public ownership, I like this word."

The horse-faced man grinned, as if intoxicated in his words: "We have a lot of good people here, men, women, as long as you can think of. I will distribute everything to everyone fairly. You have weapons and guns, which is great, exactly what we need. Therefore, you can get a reward. Tell me what you want? Food or women? Of course, you can also want both."
Chapter completed!