The moment he opened his eyes, Fang Chen instantly became alert.

"The smell of blood? What's going on?"

He stood up and looked around to check the situation, turned on the safety of the pistol with both hands, and held it in his hands, feeling a little nervous.

There are sleeping spots for refugees, clusters of campfires that have been extinguished for a long time, and there are humming sounds in my ears from time to time.

Fang Chen used his feet to wake up Liu's mother and daughter who were sleeping not far from him, and then slowly approached the location of the sound.

"Oh my God!"

On the other side of the refugees, some people also woke up, and with the startling shouts, Fang Chen shuddered.

"what happened?"

I was a little confused. Could it be that someone was very hungry last night? Did they start eating people again?

No! Last night, these refugees basically got a piece of bear meat. Logically speaking, it is impossible for the situation like yesterday to happen again.

"Beast, I will fight with you!"

"Uh-huh! I'm going to kill you, you beast!"

"Wake up, the beast is stealing people!"

"brute......"

The sound was deafening, more people started shouting, and almost all the refugees stood up. At this moment, Fang Chen ran forward for a short distance, and then he saw clearly what happened.

In famine years, it’s not just the land that’s depleted!

The strong smell of blood accompanied the stench of the shop. Fang Chen pointed his gun at him, but what he saw was a group of jackals!

There are also a few wild dogs with short legs and humpbacks... No, they are jackals. Jackals and wolves live together. If you haven't seen them earlier, you may not be able to recognize them. Fortunately, Fang Chen is a mercenary. As for future generations, I'm afraid

At most, when you watch wolves and jackals on TV, they almost disappear.

"It's too quiet at night. In the early morning, these beasts will probably start eating!"

Eating? What to eat? In this wilderness, the most perfect and convenient prey is humans!

Taking advantage of the daytime socializing, when the crowd was asleep and relaxed, these beasts sneaked over. To avoid being discovered by others, they bit their throats immediately when they met.

With a glance, Fang Chen knew in his heart that at least six people had been killed by the beast's mouth.

The most miserable among them may be the two five or six-year-old children.

The body was in a terrible shape and had been dragged for a distance, with internal organs scattered all over the floor. What impressed Fang Chen most was the frightened eyes and ferocious face.

These wolves' jaws were so ruthless that they bit the throats of those people to bits, and no sound could be made. Even if they struggled, with the overwhelming number of wolves, there was no chance of resistance.

Although he felt pity in his heart, Fang Chen did not take any other action. Instead, he retreated to the place where he was just now, preparing to pack up his backpack and leave.

If the smell of blood lingers for a long time, more beasts will be attracted to it. If they stay here any longer, the danger will continue to rise.

"Benefactor, what happened?"

Liu, who was slightly confused, had just woken up and had not yet reacted. When she saw Fang Chen returning, she hurriedly asked.

Fang Chen replied: "The wolf came at night and six of them died, including two children."

Mrs. Liu suddenly woke up after hearing this. She could even guarantee that this was the fastest way to wake up. She hurriedly woke her daughter up and held her in her arms.

In the distance, the relatives of the deceased had gone crazy. They picked up the wooden sticks at their feet and rushed not far away.

"Stop them, let's get out of here!"

Old Man Mu's face was very calm. He understood that he was afraid that he could no longer stay in this place. If he stayed here any longer, he was afraid that the wolves would "visit". If I could use words to describe the psychology of the wolves at this moment, it would be that the buffet is necessary.

Of?

The cries continued, and they felt helpless from the bottom of their hearts at the death of their family members.

The peripheral vision drifted to Fang Chen from time to time. Fang Chen was capable, and the refugees hoped that Fang Chen would take action to avenge them.

There must be no precedent for this kind of thing. The painful experience of countless predecessors tells Fang Chen that if you meddle in your own business, you will be responsible for the consequences! Kill those wolves and waste your own bullets, and you will also let the refugees be punished.

You should treat yourself as a talisman.

If the next incident happens, then I may have to face the accusations and hatred of countless refugees.

You can save us, why not! This is original sin!

Moreover, if you help those refugees, there will be a second or third time...

As for the blind bear hunt last night to satisfy everyone's hunger, he selectively forgot. In his opinion, this was just the result of a deal between the two parties. The other party helped him carry the prey and he was responsible for killing it.

Maybe it’s more because the other party helped him raise the campfire, right?

Fang Chen's cold attitude was not unexpected. The dozen or so refugees sat on the ground blankly, with tears covering their cheeks.

If they could, they would really scream to the sky and say that the sky is unfair!

It's a pity that they don't have the ability, let alone the courage.

The shape is haggard, the soul is absent, and the eyes are more of a sad resignation.

Looking at these people in front of him, Fang Chen remembered the sadness he felt when he watched his mother die of illness and was helpless.

He wanted to speak, but the words came to his lips but he couldn't make a sound. He understood that if he spoke, it meant that there was something in his heart that he shouldn't have. This kind of thing would definitely kill him in the end! Mercy!

Sometimes, we complain about the injustice of society and the ruthlessness of those who could help us, but we never consider strengthening ourselves.

"Instead of placing your hopes on others, it is better to make yourself stronger first."

After saying these words, Fang Chen packed up his luggage. To be honest, it was so fucking heavy!

It's a bit difficult for an eight-year-old body to carry more than thirty kilograms of stuff.

After careful calculation, the three hundred rounds of ammunition alone weighed sixteen or seventeen kilograms. Plus an AWM, it was enough for him to drink a pot.

"Benefactor, wait..."

Mrs. Liu picked up the little girl and hurriedly followed her. In her opinion, the hope that her mother and daughter could survive now lay in the small body in front of her.

Fang Chen stiffened, then hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "Trouble!"

She originally planned to leave them behind and follow the refugees, there should be no danger, but unexpectedly, she actually chased after her with her daughter in her arms.

"Oh, I'm always too soft-hearted, too soft-hearted..."

Humming a little tune and marching forward, as for the mother and daughter, just follow them!

When the strange tone came, Mrs. Liu's face turned red and she didn't dare to say anything. Instead, she put her hand on Fang Chen's shoulder and lifted the backpack with force.

"Benefactor, let me help you."

Fang Chen nodded, threw the backpack to Liu, then put the AWM on his back and loaded the pistol.

"Baby, wait!"

From behind, Old Man Mu shouted, then quickly caught up and stopped Fang Chen.

Fang Chen's brows showed dissatisfaction and anger, "You and I don't owe each other, what do you want to do?"

Old Man Mu forced a smile and said respectfully: "My dear, you are a very capable person, can you..."

"cannot!"

Old Man Mu was not discouraged and continued: "We are all poor people, we are just looking for a way out. Besides, we still have a few days to go to Chang'an. How about we all take care of each other together?"

There was a hint of expectation on his face and a hint of flattery in his tone. Old Man Mu knew very well that Fang Chen's strength was not in the hidden weapons, but in his methods. If Fang Chen had taken care of him, they would be able to survive at least 60% of the time.

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Fang Chen was very determined and shook his head directly, "I don't like being a drag, especially with such a pile of rubbish!"

His words are sharp and don't seem to be fake. Old Man Mu has a wry smile. Yes, a lot of "trash"! I am also one of these trash, why should I ask others?

But I understand that I understand that the way out is right in front of me, and Old Man Mu will never give up easily.

"As an old man, I'm begging you. You are a noble man. Can you help me if you can?"

Fang Chen smiled and said: "Old man, let me ask you a question. If you can answer it, then I will comply with your request."

Old Man Mu was overjoyed and said, "Please speak!"
Chapter completed!