You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

Chapter 253 Granny Liu Visits the Grand View Garden (1)

The carriage that was filled to the brim on the way here, on the way back, not only wasn't any less crowded, but it also gained a survivor with diverse expressions.

Liang Zhijie, acting as the temporary foreman, didn't actually need to follow them.

But he couldn't resist his curiosity and wanted to see for himself what the scene under the Peng family brothers really looked like.

Moreover, he had a premonition that this trip might not be to the Ecological Park.

This made him even more curious.

Amidst the anticipation, there was also unease.

What if this so-called Director Zhang was actually a slave trader, then could they get off this pirate ship if they wanted to?

That would be nothing but wishful thinking.

As difficult as reaching the heavens.

But another possibility would be different.

If Zhang Ye was as capable as he appeared to be, then he would definitely cling to him as a strong backer.

The market street was too narrow, and the convoy couldn't turn around in a short time.

They had to take a detour around the other side.

Today, by coincidence, a large group of survivors had come in from the outside. By the time Zhang Ye's convoy managed to turn around and get back to the entrance, more than an hour had passed.

But someone had already been waiting at the door, the Chief of the City Enforcement Bureau, Zhang Meng.

A few guards were gathering around him like dogs.

Seeing the convoy coming, he immediately waved his hand for Zhang Ye and the others to stop, then smiled and walked towards the SUV in the middle.

Gao Feng, sitting in the driver's seat of the car, tensed up instantly.

His hand had already reached for the gun.

Next to him, Peng Yue seemed prepared, as he rolled down the window and leaned out, "Chief Zhang, what brings you here?"

His broad, sturdy back instantly blocked the view of the back row.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Meng stopped immediately.

He said with a smile,

"Hahaha, Boss Peng still speaks so courteously."

"I've come to see you off."

As he spoke, he glanced at the building beside him, Peng Yue instantly understood and looked up to see a gloomy-looking man standing by a window on the second floor, gazing down at them.

That man was none other than the Chief of the Security Bureau, Li Rong.

Peng Yue immediately burst into laughter and even deliberately waved at the man above, "Chief Li, I didn't expect you to send me off too."

"Thanks!"

Li Rong immediately snorted angrily and pulled the curtains shut, his furious gaze quickly settling on the woman on the bed who was getting dressed.

But he had never imagined crossing the bridge.

There were only two places on the other side of the Yangtze River Bridge: one was the city center, which was obviously perilous, even when just thought of with one's backside.

The other was the relatively less populated Jiangnan Financial District.

Both places were very dangerous.

What's the point of going there?

He couldn't figure it out.

And there were man-eating fish and shrimp in the river beneath the bridge, a fact that had already spread all over Jiangbei, so hardly anyone dared to go to the river to fetch water even though it was just across the river.

If there was a silver lining, it was that the zombies near the bridge and along the river banks had been eaten by the fish and shrimp.

Therefore, this area was actually safer compared to the habitats to the north.

Resources were also more abundant.

The survivors inside the truck were soon surprised by yet another development.

The seemingly heavily armed bandits at the head of the bridge, after a brief interrogation, immediately made way, and only then did they realize that the lead guard was wearing a uniform just like the Hunters.

But those guards following behind him were each dressed tightly, like tin cans.

Even their heads were covered with shiny steel helmets.

Only a pair of dark eye sockets were visible.

The eyes were not discernible.

People like these often meant one thing in today's world: ruthless, better not to provoke them if possible.

Otherwise, one might be killed along with their family just for an extra glance.

But they were the guards here.

Not robbers or bandits.

As the truck ascended the bridge, Liang Zhijie, lying by the small window, discovered that the surface of the bridge was surprisingly clean, without a single wrecked vehicle from an accident blocking the way.

The tracks on the ground and the surroundings clearly showed that someone had specifically cleaned it up.

The bridge had been deliberately cleared.

His shock deepened, it was clear that he hadn't expected anyone to risk their lives to clear the bridge at a time like this.

When the convoy finally crossed the bridge, signs indicating directions were visible on the buildings on both sides.

Some of them were even made with luminescent billboards.

Underneath, a few words could be vaguely made out.

"Zhang..."

"Zhang's Group..."

"Survivors... Base... Welcome?"