The refugee camps in the southern district are filled with insects, flies, waste, and all kinds of mixed odors, creating a stench that can sting your eyes.

They brought some food with them.

Haichao spoke to some managers selected from the refugees and called them over.

The managers are mainly sperm-like men, and most of them are land hooligans.

In this apocalypse, I have turned around.

There is a family in a refugee camp.

Although the couple looks haggard, judging from their words and deeds, they must have been high-level intellectuals in the past, and they also have a twelve-year-old daughter.

The family's face was withered and yellow. They had struggled for more than a year in the apocalypse. When they heard that there was a safe base here, they came from afar, but they did not expect that it turned out to be a trap.

After entering here.

The wall traps them.

Some people also made their own ladders and climbed over the wall.

When they saw someone wanting to leave, neither the managers nor Gan Shang were indifferent, and they even looked like they were watching a show.

as expected.

There were actually zombies in the river.

There was a violent splash of water, accompanied by shrill screams, and finally the few people who wanted to escape from this side died in the river.

The river was filled with red.

But no body emerged for a long time.

Their bodies are gone.

From then on, no one dared to leave over the wall.

The river outside the wall has become their nightmare.

A shirtless, sperm-like man wearing a hat and holding a stick said to the intellectual:

"Old He, let me tell you, if it doesn't work out, just sell your daughter, so that you both have a way to survive."

The man called Lao He cursed with trembling lips:

"A way to survive? Is that a way to survive? I, He Shuguang, would rather die than sell my daughter. What kind of world is this, that such a thing can happen!!!"

"Bah, you are so poor. I think you can hold on for a few more days. You have only been here for a few days and you don't know the reality yet. Don't worry, time will teach you how to behave.

You also saw the Mediterranean family yesterday, their bodies must be hard now." said the shirtless man carrying a mace.

After saying that, he spat a mouthful of dry saliva towards Old He.

Although they were very close to the river, the wall blocked the zombies and cut off the water source.

Water resources are in the hands of these managers.

Somewhere in the wall, there is an entrance that introduces water from the river.

But these managers, in order to manage these refugees, will choose whether to give them water based on whether they are obedient or not.

After Ju Tianrui and others intervened, the situation improved a lot, but as soon as they were gone, these managers returned to their original appearance.

This makes the refugees hate these managers who are also refugees.

Lao He wiped the broken eye.

When I saw people around me starting to go that way, I hesitated whether to go there or not.

Another manager came over from behind and said bitterly: "What are you waiting for? Come over quickly."

Lao He's eyes burst with anger and he wanted to scold him, but his wife beside him weakly pulled his arm.

Lao He had no choice but to scold him. Although it felt good for a while, if he offended these managers, he would definitely be put in the shoes, and it was very likely that he would be beaten.

He closed his mouth and lowered his head.

Looking at his well-behaved daughter behind him.

Her hair is withered and yellow, without the vitality of a young girl, and her big eyes are full of traces of suffering.

The lips were covered with dry, dead skin.

Seeing his daughter like this, his heart hurt as if it had been pinched by an iron rod.

The pain was so severe that he couldn't breathe.

He is ashamed of his wife and daughter.

He thought for a while and said to his wife: "Just don't let Xiao Ke pass. I don't know what those people are doing."

The wife looked exhausted and said weakly from hunger: "Okay, let her hide in this tent."

Then the wife said to Xiao Ke: "Don't go there, just stay here. We will be back soon."

Xiao Ke was not a fool. He naturally knew that his parents did this for his own good, so he nodded obediently.

Lao He simply covered the dilapidated tent and said to Xiao Ke who poked his head out:

"Don't show up. That Gan Shang is looking for some young girls recently. Don't run out. Do you understand?"

He didn't want to protect the children's inner world and tell them that the world was still beautiful and dark, but in the end, Gan Shang and the others discovered it because of an accident or something.

Although the refugee managers are somewhat bullying, they do not dare to go too far.

Once they go too far, they will be killed without even realizing it while they are sleeping at night.

This isn't the first time this has happened.

But soon, a new manager will be elected.

The newly elected managers are often the same as their predecessors.

Half an hour later.

Finally the refugees were gathered together.

"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise, be quiet." Haichao shouted to them with a loudspeaker.

The bustling flow of people was so chaotic that they didn’t know what was going on.

For them, they only know that both Gan Shang and Ju Tianrui have been giving them food for a long time.

Their impression of Ju Tianrui was better, after all, they could see something with their eyes.

But what they didn't know was that Ju Tianrui was also controlled by Gan Shang.

Ju Tianrui's men, Dongtai and others also saw the movement here and came over to check the situation.

"I wonder what Gan Shang and his gang are up to. If you ask me, we'll just go ahead and fight Gan Shang and his gang. We can't stand this kind of arrogance."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "The leader naturally has his own considerations, and we should not make rash comments."

Some people also said so.

"I just feel unhappy with Gan Shang and the others. I feel unwilling to watch them cheat people with food."

"It's a way out to survive." He sighed leisurely.

........

Gan Shang didn't know why he got interested today, so he brought hundreds of people to the South District.

Look at these bustling crowds.

Standing on the high platform, he suddenly felt like he was a king. Perhaps this was the reason why his father asked him to gather people.

However, Gan Xiong did not expect that the Gan merchants would adopt this method. Not only did they not resume planting, but they also recruited people and continued to transport them to the west for sale.

Haichao took the loudspeaker and said:

"It's the same as before, but the price is better than before. One person, under 20 years old, female, can exchange for a pound of millet, last time it was only half a pound. First come, first served, no waiting after the deadline!"

"You've made up your mind, come to the far right and form another line."

boom--

As he said this, people in the refugee camp suddenly started talking again.

.........

Ju Tianrui sent people over, holding guns and looking at Gan Shang and his group.

After Hai Chao finished speaking, dozens of people immediately ran to the right and stood over.

Haichao took several people with him and examined the people in the team one by one.

........

Among these refugees is a family of four.

My brother is seventeen years old and my sister is twenty. My parents are university professors.

The year the apocalypse broke out, my sister had just been admitted to college and had just entered college for one semester.

Fortunately, their home is near the university. When the apocalypse broke out, they were lucky to be together and hid at home for a month without being infected.

I came here after being displaced from place to place.

My father had fallen ill and was too hungry to stand up.

She looked at her mother and said to her:

"I'm going to exchange for a pound of millet, otherwise everyone will starve to death. Mom, don't persuade me. Give me a way to live, and give you a way to live."

His tone was calm, like a cold stone frozen deep under the sea.

Shockingly calm.

Mother's pale face shook like a rattle:

"No, absolutely not. We would rather starve to death than let you go."
To be continued...