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Chapter 37 I can't even get enough to eat, and I still have the time to do this?(1/2)

It seems...

Not tired.

Xiao Fei silently handed over an LCD drawing board and said, "Why don't we write it?"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Chen Feng: “…”

I just want to practice speaking, why do I use it to write?

After taking the LCD drawing board, Chen Feng wrote: [I am a riot policeman from Huatian Police Station. I have an older brother here, and I am here to find him.]

Since you have decided to join the survivor team, you must do your homework.

The name Huatian Police Department was learned from Su Xishui's mouth.

Now that water and power are out of stock, the network is paralyzed, communication is yelling, and traffic is hiding, no one will let anyone prove their identity.

Wang Wu asked, "Your brother? What's his name?"

Chen Feng wrote: [Zhang Huaqiang.]

Well?

Is this person Zhang Huaqiang's younger brother?

Wang Wu, Zhang Jiao and Zhou Jing were stunned immediately.

Chen Feng laughed in his heart, and the reason why he said this was to be more real.

Besides...

He only remembers the name of such a dead person in this community.

After all, there is no evidence of death. They can't find Zhang Huaqiang, who has become a zombie, and ask him if he has a younger brother who is a riot policeman?

Chen Feng continued to write: [Do you know my brother? How is he like?]

Zhang Jiao pursed his lips and said, "Sorry, my friend, he has..."

Chen Feng was struck by lightning, and the LCD drawing board in his hand fell to the ground with a look of dismay.

"Oh~"

“My LCD artboard!”

Xiaofei picked it up with a look of distress, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had not broken it.

Chen Feng's "eyed without any spirit" seemed to have not recovered.

Acting?

Not it just right?

"Friends, I feel sorry for you!" Zhang Bo comforted him a few times, and then asked, "What should I call you?"

Chen Feng was about to say something, but Xiaofei handed over the LCD painting board again.

Xiaofei: "Be careful not to fall anymore. I like to draw with it."

Chen Feng: “…”

He took the crystal drawing board and said: "My name is Chen Feng."

Zhang Bo was stunned: "Chen Feng?"

Chen Feng: "My father and my son and my mother are the last ones."

Oh, that's it!

Zhang Bo did not bother with his surname, but asked:

"What are your plans? If you are going to stay here, why not join us?"

"Several communities near us are preparing to join forces to clean up nearby zombies, and the living environment around here will be much better by then."

"How about it? Think about it?"

What I'm waiting for is your words!

Chen Feng pretended to think for a while and said, "Okay, I'll join, but I want to know the cause of my brother's death."

Hearing this, Zhang Bo looked at Zhou Wu and the others.

Zhang Jiao subconsciously glanced at Wang Wu and took the initiative to say, "We went to the swimming pool to explore that day, but we encountered a large number of zombies. Your brother was killed at that time. We..."

At this time, Wang Wu interrupted him and continued, "This was the situation at that time..."

A narrative.

There was no concealment, Wang Wu was telling the truth.

"If you think it has something to do with me, you can seek revenge on me, it has nothing to do with others."

Wang Wu looked at Chen Feng and continued, "Since you have joined this team, I hope we will make it clear first, so don't kill the entire team because of personal grudges."

oh?

Chen Feng glanced at Wang Wu.

Not to mention his words, do you feel guilty about Zhang Huaqiang's death?

But it definitely makes these survivors feel that Wang Wu is a real man! He has not lie, dares to admit it, and considers his teammates, and is our good brother.

But is this really the case?

Chen Feng looked at him with a "cold" look, giving people a sense of déjà vu "I can see through you".

Wang Wu felt guilty when he was seen, and he forced himself to avoid Chen Feng's "cold" eyes.

Da da da da da da da ~

Chen Feng lowered his head and wrote on the LCD drawing board: [I will find the truth of the matter.]

the truth?

Zhang Huaqiang has been dead for many days. Where can you find the so-called truth?

Especially the survivors led by Zhang Bo, they don’t care what the truth is. As long as Chen Feng can join them, they can get enough 10 people!

If there is a real conflict at that time...

Help more or less!

In their opinion, Chen Feng is just alone, so what if he doesn’t accept it?

Zhang Bo nodded and said, "Welcome to join the Chen Feng brothers."

The others nodded.

Zhang Bo: "Brother Chen Feng, you are talking... I have no other intentions, I just asked about it because of communication."

Chen Feng wrote: [Physical problems.]

Zhang Bo: "God will open a window for you when he closes your door, it's okay!"

Chen Feng: “…”

Good old-school comfort.

Xiaofei then came over and said, "I think this is cool! As a master, it's cool to say nothing."

Chen Feng: “…”

Taking a deep breath, he wrote: [When will you start your so-called "strangation" operation?]

Zhang Bo smiled and said, "Tomorrow we will go to Yiheyuan Community together to see how the captain and the supermarket are talking. If the agreement is completed, we can receive their respective tasks."

...

Night falls.

The night of doomsday is silent, and the little movement outside is particularly harsh.

Survivors live in two houses on the 12th floor, and the building does not have solar panels, so the survivors can only light candles.

Chen Feng and Zhou Wu lived in a house, while Zhang Bo, Xiaofei and others lived opposite him.

Four bedrooms and two living rooms.

Zhang Jiao and Zhou Jing live in the same room.

Xiaotong lives in one.

Wang Wu lives in one room.

Chen Feng lives in one room.

Chen Feng, who was lying on the bed, was bored and thought to himself: "I suddenly stopped watching the movie for many days, and I'm a little uncomfortable!"

Especially after he raised his hands and grabbed the void, he became even more uncomfortable and even missed him a little.

"I still miss my "den" and the movies in the "den"... well, there are still people."
To be continued...
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