552: C552 Milk Is Mother

C552 Milk Is Mother

There was a huge gap between third level Adepts and first level Adepts.

Yang Ze shook his head and put Bro Feeng, who had collapsed on the ground, on his shoulder. In less than five seconds, he was back in front of the team.

"Bro Yi, I've brought him."

Yang Ze threw Bro Feeng, whose face had turned pale, onto the ground and said while patting his hands.

"Ugh …"

Without waiting for Wang Yi to speak, Bro Feeng first let out a dry vomit, then he opened his mouth and started vomiting on the ground.

"What's going on?"

Wang Yi frowned as he looked at Bro Feeng, who buried his face in a puddle of vomit.

"Maybe he's never felt such a speed before. He can't afford it." Yang Ze laughed dryly and scratched his head.

With Yang Ze's current speed, he was even faster than those super sprints. Bro Feeng obviously couldn't stand this kind of speed.

"Keep them all under control." Wang Yi pointed at those small fries that were trembling in fear, then walked in front of Bro Feeng and slowly squatted down.

"What's your name?" Wang Yi asked casually.

"Feng … Feng Huanghun …"

Feng Huanghun raised his head with much difficulty. After seeing the strength of Wang Yi's team, he did not dare to hide anything.

"Yes." Wang Yi nodded and pointed at his subordinates.

"You were here just now. Why did you block these survivors?"

"Yes, we followed Second Boss's instructions to check on the survivors who entered the gathering area to prevent them from entering." Bro Feeng immediately replied.

"How? Do you want a card to eat?! " Wang Yi sneered and looked at the survivors who had wronged looks on their faces.

"It, it was all Second Boss's orders. We, we were just following his instructions …" Feng Huihuang quickly pushed the blame onto Second Boss.

"Oh? Is that so? Then take off these women's clothes, was it also ordered by you, Second Boss? "

Wang Yi raised his eyebrows and looked coldly at Feng Huanghun. When they were in the car, Wang Yi had clearly seen the boy leading his men to strip off the survivors' clothes.

Human nature was greedy to begin with, especially in the apocalypse. Wang Yi didn't care much about robbing food and materials that didn't belong to him because Wang Yi had done the same thing before. However, Wang Yi was disgusted with the female survivors who were being humiliated.

"B-big brother, we are also interested in women. Next time, we definitely won't dare to do that again …"

Feng Huihuang said timidly, afraid that Wang Yi would be unhappy and order his men to beat him up.

"You still want a next time?"

Wang Yi shook his head. In Feng Huihuang's eyes, he thought Wang Yi was going to kill him. This scared him to death, so he quickly hugged Wang Yi's shoes and cried.

"B-big brother, please don't kill me …" "Sob, sob …"

"Don't worry, you won't die for now."

Wang Yi shook his head. It seemed like this Feng Huanghun had misunderstood him.

Although this gathering point looked exactly like this, if he were to control it himself, this situation would probably never happen again …

"How many people are there in total?" Wang Yi rubbed the stains on his shoes on Feng Huanghun and asked with a look of disgust.0

"Twenty, twenty-nine thousand …" Feng Huihuang hurriedly said when he saw that Wang Yi did not intend to kill him.

"290,000?"

It was just as he had imagined.

Wang Yi nodded to himself, but he became even more confused.

It had to be known that the Weishan Lake had only gathered around a hundred thousand people before, but this Grand Green Mountain had actually gathered close to three hundred thousand people in a short half a year.

Looking at the terrified Feng Huihan, Wang Yi shook his head, he probably didn't know either.

"Yang Ze, bring him some food."

Since Feng Huihuang had answered his question, he would naturally receive a reward. Of course, it could also be considered a toll fee since the gathering place was not in the hands of Wang Yi.

"Okay, okay, Bro Yi."

Yang Ze nodded his head not far away and returned to the car to take out half a box of fast food. This was also given to him by Cai Mingguo when they left the Weishan Lake gathering place, and it was a full half of the carriage.

"These items are yours. There shouldn't be any problem for us to enter the gathering place, right?"

Yang Ze threw the half-filled box of fast food in front of Feng Huanghun and said in a stiff tone.

"No, no problem, of course not!" Unexpectedly, upon seeing so much food, Feng Huihuang's eyes lit up. He nodded continuously, and even a trace of saliva started to flow out from the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, get your men out of the way."

Wang Yi nodded and brought Lee Mei and Zhu Min back to the car.

"Brothers, hurry up and let these big brothers pass!"

Feng Huihuang, who was carrying half a box of military rations excitedly, had long forgotten that he almost died at the hands of Wang Yi.

Having milk was also a piece of truth in this apocalyptic world.

The group of lackeys also nodded their heads hurriedly and moved away the trade on the bridge as they watched the carriages pass by.

"Wait."

At this moment, Wang Yi suddenly saw the middle-aged man who dared to resist earlier. After hesitating for a moment, he ordered the convoy to stop in front of him.

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