Zombies take me as air

Chapter 104 The Northern Capital
"North." Lu Xiangbei took a step forward, slightly blocking Kong Qi with his body.

The second donkey stretched out its dog's head, resting its chin on Lu Xiangbei's shoulder, staring at the visitor vigilantly.

"Just you two?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Yes, this is my sister. It's too cold in the north. We want to move to the south."

"How did you cross the zombie bridge?" The middle-aged man pointed his gun at Lu Xiangbei.

"Bridge? A cross-sea bridge? I came here by bike, but I didn't see any zombies." Kong Qi pretended to be stupid.

The middle-aged man snarled at the young man beside him. The young man put away his gun and walked over to check Lu Xiangbei, but no weapon was found on him.

Kong Qi was very self-conscious. She pulled out the pocket cloth of her clothes and trousers, patted her stomach and lower back, and finally shook her legs.

She was too clean to find a trace of metal, except for the bracelet on her wrist.

Before coming, she wrapped the 'flower ball' in a black silk scarf and hid it in her bud head.

She thought that even if someone searched her body, they wouldn't be careful enough to open her hair bag for inspection.

Her proactive gesture worked well, and the other party didn't search her body.

After confirming that neither of them were armed, the four of them relaxed.

Only then did the middle-aged people reveal their identities, the Northern Metropolis Patrol Team of Fengxing New Area.

Kong Qi was surprised to see them take out their 'certificates', which were similar to ancient tokens and waist cards, which were more common in ancient martial arts movies.

There are only three words on the front of the sign: Fengbei Xun, and the name and serial number on the back.

Kong Qi couldn't help suspecting that Zhang Yiheng was a fan of ancient styles. As for the 'certificate', you can get it done by cutting a few paper shells. He actually specially made an antique waist card, which is still a metal product.

In Lu Xiangbei's memory, Fengxing New District has been receiving survivors who came to join him.

At least it was like this before he died, and his "good brother" Yu Wen was thirsty for talents in order to compete with Zhang Yiheng, and he wished to recruit more talents to be included under his command.

Zhang Yiheng's loss here is because he can't show off, and Zhang Yiheng is also a man of few words.

He only uses practical actions to be kind to people, but the problem is that they didn't encounter difficulties, and he didn't show his advantage, so he was fooled by Yu Wen and ran away.

Lu Xiangbei is a very protective person, he considers a good brother and exists like a family member, even if his intentions are not right, he will take sides.

He thought many times that the tragic death in his previous life might be his retribution.

He even thought that perishing with Yu Wen would be the best ending for them. After all, he allowed Yu Wen to hurt some people in his previous life. In this life, he only came here for revenge, and he was not worthy of living a peaceful and peaceful life.

Until Kong Qi appeared in Dongbin City, she dug him out from under the ruins bit by bit with blood on her fingers.

Lu Xiangbei had to admit that when he saw Kong Qi, he wanted to live, not for revenge, but simply to live.

The patrol team escorted them back to Beidu. The development of Feng Province in the past ten years has been pretty good, and the city's infrastructure has been repaired.

It's a pity that a disaster extinguished the newly revived vitality.

The patrol team only sent them to the edge of the northern capital, and the survivors lived in separate areas, while the newcomers could only live on the periphery of the northern capital.

Kong Qi was a bit of a novelty. Since the disaster broke out, she hadn't been among the survivors in any serious way.

Lu Xiangbei was protecting her last time in the capital, so she should have received special care.

This time Lu Xiangbei was like her, they both had to start from scratch.

They were escorted to the reception area, where there was a 'small black room'. The newcomers had to be observed for a few days because their identities were unknown.

(End of this chapter)