Doomsday Rise

As we approached, we found that the two armies were facing each other, but there was no exchange of fire.

"Master!"

"Boss!"

"Taoist Priest!"

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The members of the Heian Team came over, their greetings were a bit messy, but their expressions were calm, and it was obvious that nothing serious had happened.

"What's going on?" Liu Wei'an asked Fu Jiang.

"I thought they were going to attack, but they retreated for some reason." Fu Jiang shook his head, looking puzzled.

"Maybe I can explain." Zhang Changyang said. Liu Wei'an looked at him.

"Mr. Liu has no interest in fighting for hegemony. If the government forces hadn't squeezed him too hard, he might have surrendered. The purpose of sending troops this time is not to occupy territory." Zhang Changyang guessed.

When Liu Wei'an heard this, his eyes flashed, and he stood and looked at Fu Jiang: "How is the situation inside?" In the dark night, the view of the cultural center was a bit blurry, and the people waiting outside only turned on a few small lights.

"Everything is stable, young master, go inside first and have a rest." Lin Zhonghu said.

"Go in and take a look." Liu Wei'an walked towards it. He originally thought there was going to be a fierce battle, but he didn't expect it to happen. For him, the seven-eight-kilometer journey was as simple as eating and drinking. He wasn't tired, and he didn't need to rest. He just used it to sort out the thoughts in his mind. , Mr. Liu came to see it, but it was not big. With the retreating troops on the side, it was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, and the purpose was difficult to understand.

The cultural center is the largest paper library in Anji Road. It covers a large area, has a quiet environment, and has complete facilities. It has multimedia, dance studio, drama theater, painting studio... It is a collection of reading, self-cultivation, moral, intellectual, physical and artistic work. It was a comprehensive talent training center. However, after being occupied by Fatty Tan for a few months, it became a mess. Books were littered everywhere. Domestic garbage was flying everywhere. Some excrement could be seen in the corner. Liu Wei'an felt disgusted. These people live in this place. What kind of psychology do they have to make the place where they live so dirty?

In the reading room, impurities, books, newspapers and periodicals... were thrown randomly on the ground. The books that were originally neatly placed on the bookshelf were now the same as after the earthquake. There were piles of ashes on the ground. These people were actually burning books. Liu Wei was relieved There was a murderous intention in his heart. He had rarely studied since he was a child. People in the orphanage had very few opportunities to study, which made him cherish reading very much and worship knowledge. Seeing someone destroying books was like seeing a bad guy raping a beautiful woman. The crime is just as outrageous.

"The heating pipe in the Cultural Palace is damaged, so the heating cannot be transported here." Fu Jiang, who was following behind, suddenly said.

"Can you burn books when the weather is cold? Damn it, how long has Fatty Tan occupied this place? If you burn books every night, how many books in the reading room have been destroyed?" Liu Wei'an was originally worried about Three Inch Nails. Fatty Shiqin still felt a little guilty. His original intention was to persuade him to surrender, but now he just felt that this person deserved to be killed.

"Where are the people imprisoned? How many more are there?"

"Separated into various fitness, taekwondo, Muay Thai... training grounds, there are more than 380 people, including 200 evolvers." Lin Zhonghu said.

Liu Wei'an didn't want to meet these people who even burned books. Ordinary people might not be able to withstand the cold, but evolved people would never be frozen by the mere cold. Their behavior of burning books was completely psychological. distortion. However, for the sake of the overall situation, they still showed up with the pangolin. They only showed their faces. Some of the captives who were still cautious gave up their resistance completely. Obey Zhang Changyang's recruitment honestly.

Ping An Team is very strict in recruiting people. In addition to evaluating combat power, the most important thing is to look at character and loyalty. Most people who want to join Ping An Team must go through a period of observation. People with too bad temperament will not be accepted by Ping An Team.

The non-staff personnel led by Zhang Changyang became the best place for prisoners.

After Zhang Changyang settled everyone,

The elephant also came back with his men and horses. He blew up the houses on both sides of the streets where there were more zombies. He blocked the roads with bricks and stones, sealing all the zombies out. You don't have to worry about them coming for a short time. The important thing is Several ogres that were closer were killed by snipers, and the zombies could still deal with them even if they came over.

"Report, Mr. Liu from the First Group wants to see you!" Someone came to report.

"Invitation!" Liu Wei'an was also very curious about Mr. Liu, not only because he surrounded him without fighting, but also because he could hear the respect for him from Zhang Changyang's introduction to him.

When Mr. Liu entered the cultural center, he was still a little nervous, but after seeing the people in the third group cleaning, he felt at ease. He didn't know why, but he suddenly stopped being afraid.

The cultural center is composed of the Cultural Palace and the Cultural Square. The wall outside the Cultural Square has strong winds due to the collision of hot and cold air currents on a Martian night. Domestic garbage and plastic bags on the square are flying all over the sky. At this moment, teams of soldiers While cleaning up the domestic garbage, it was a bit messy, but everyone remained quiet.

This Liu Wei'an is not simple, Mr. Liu is certain in his heart. He knows Fatty Tan and Zhang Changyang. Fatty Tan doesn't know how to do hygiene. He knows this very well. Zhang Changyang has this awareness, but his own combat power is not high and he has absolute authority over ordinary people. But evolution Those who do not necessarily listen to him, and those working in the square now are all evolutionists. Suddenly he looked up and saw a tall figure standing at the door waiting with a bright smile on his lips.

"Mr. Liu, welcome!" Liu Wei'an clasped his hands in his fists.

"What a shame, little old man." Mr. Liu walked quickly to Liu Wei'an, a little embarrassed.

"Please come inside!" Liu Wei'an invited several times, and after confirming that Mr. Liu would not go ahead, he led the way. Mr. Liu came alone.

There are no meeting rooms, and a lounge serves as a temporary reception room. Under the illumination of the light, Liu Wei'an could clearly see every trace of expression on Mr. Liu's face.

This is an ordinary old man who cannot be compared to ordinary people. The wind and frost have left too many traces of time. His hair is half a hundred years old. The wrinkles on his face are all left by years of hard work. There are dark spots on his skin. He is sitting. When he was young, his waist was slightly bent, he was humble, simple, and afraid of getting into trouble. If he hadn't suddenly acquired the ability to evolve, such a person would be one of the people lying on the street waiting to die.

"I don't want to fight you, I can surrender." This was Mr. Liu's first words after sitting down, which shocked Liu Wei'an. He had guessed many possibilities, negotiations, conditions, threats, etc. about Mr. Liu's coming. Intimidation, but I didn't expect it to be surrender.

"Tell me your conditions." Liu Wei'an said slowly after looking at Mr. Liu for a while.

"You have to treat us all equally and not treat us differently." Mr. Liu felt a little embarrassed when he was stared at by Liu Wei'an's sharp eyes.

"What else?" Liu Wei'an waited for Mr. Liu to continue, but Mr. Liu shook his head: "No more, that's it."

"Is it that simple?" Liu Wei'an looked suspicious. He couldn't help but not believe it. This matter was too strange. Mr. Liu still had more than 10,000 people. If he could lead more than 10,000 people, his combat power must be extraordinary. No capable person wants to succumb to others. Apart from anything else, judging from the current situation, the strength of the number one group currently led by Mr. Liu is still superior to his. It is like a weak person surrendering without any conditions. Why? It feels unreal even when I look at it.

"To tell you the truth, I am an old man who sells vegetables. I don't understand management at all. Others brag that we are the first group. But we know the actual situation. We are just a group of old men and grandmothers, basically people from the vegetable market. , we formed a group to protect ourselves. We basically don’t know how to fight. Now there are more and more zombies around. I have long planned to disband the first group, but I am afraid that if I disband, those old guys will die too quickly. , I just happened to see you coming, so I took the responsibility for you." Mr. Liu said frankly.

"Why did you choose me?" Liu Wei'an was shocked by these words. In troubled times, not only him, but all the people worked hard and worked hard to create a career. This old man was better, it was easy. People were summoned by raising a big flag, but then they got tired and didn’t want to do it anymore, so they had to put down their burdens.

Not only were his life experiences so incredible, but his inner state was also beyond his comprehension. Generally speaking, after taking power, they only worry about losing power and that their power is too small. How can anyone take the initiative to throw away their power?

"First of all, you release the prisoner and keep your word, and then you have something to eat." Mr. Liu had obviously done some research on Liu Wei'an.

"The old man can feed more than 10,000 people, so he shouldn't be short of food, right?" Liu Wei'an looked at him funny.

"To be honest, I could hold on for a while when there were few people. Now that there are more and more people, I can't hold on anymore." Mr. Liu showed a tired expression.

"I don't understand what the old man means."

"Are there any zombies or other monsters here? I mean alive." Mr. Liu suddenly said.

"No, what does the old man want zombies for?" Liu Wei'an was confused.

"It has something to do with my evolutionary ability." Mr. Liu said.

"Elephant, go catch some zombies and bring them back alive. The sooner the better." Liu Wei'an shouted towards the door. The elephant responded and rushed out with the King of Strength and the Hercules. Less than a minute later, he ran back. One man was holding two zombies in his hand. Their limbs were broken and they were still waving on the ground. The zombies were very aggressive. When they saw someone approaching, they showed their canine teeth and wanted to bite, but they couldn't move. No, I can only twist my head in vain.

"Then what?" Liu Wei'an looked at Mr. Liu.

When Mr. Liu saw Elephant and others closing the door and going out, he stood up from his seat, then reached into his pocket and took out a potato. It was a round potato, the size of a fist.

In troubled times, anyone who could afford it would always carry some food with them. But for some reason, when he saw an old man and a yellow potato, Liu Wei'an felt a little funny, but soon, the expression on his face changed to Surprise, incredible surprise.