Chapter 293 Loss or Profit

"Chetou, Chetou, where are you?"

"Chetou, hurry up and tell us, we're here to help you..."

"Brother Lu, Brother Lu, are you okay?"

From afar, panicked and concerned shouts rang out, interspersed with the sound of motorcycle throttles, scattered gunshots, and the wailing of some crazy beasts.

At the end of the long street, behind the mist, a row of shadowy figures appeared, a group of old drivers on motorcycles, shouting all the way, looking for the end of this dilapidated street.

When they saw the scene at the end of this street, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

What they saw was a mess and blood.

Unknown pieces of meat covered the ground for dozens of meters, like an abstract performance art oil painting.

With this oil painting as the center, the surrounding steel, trees, and plastic pipes all showed obvious signs of distortion.

Even the ground had scratches one by one, as if it had been rubbed by some sharp and hard object.

On one side of the painting, their driver, Sister Gao, was sitting on the ground with a dull look on her face, her hands on her knees, her ten fingers twisted abnormally, as if they had been broken by someone. Her expression was a mixture of emptiness and confusion.

"Driver, are you okay?"

"Driver, how did your hands become like this? What happened?"

A group of veteran drivers hurriedly jumped off their motorcycles and surrounded them, shouting in panic.

During this time, Lao Zhou also shouted with some concern: "Where is Brother Lu? Is he okay?"

"I'm fine!"

In an empty room not far away, Lu Xin's answer sounded, but he seemed a little depressed.

Lao Zhou hurriedly strode towards the empty room and saw that it was an original store. The large window near the street corner had been smashed. Lu Xin was in the empty room at this time, squatting in front of his motorcycle, wiping it bit by bit with a piece of rag he picked up.

Old Zhou stepped forward worriedly, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Lu, are you okay?"

"I'm fine..."

Lu Xin said in a low voice, with suppressed emotions: "It's just that the motorcycle was scratched in several places..."

"Ah this..."

Old Zhou was a little confused and didn't react much.

After a while, he carefully asked Lu Xin, who was frowning and wiping the car: "What happened just now?"

"Nothing."

Lu Xin looked up at him, with obvious unhappiness on his face, and said: "I came here with the front of your car and saw a monster with the same appearance as the brain. It was this monster playing the violin and controlling those crazy people, so we solved the monster, but I was in a hurry at the time and couldn't park properly. Look... It's scratched like this."

He touched the scratches on the bumper with heartache, and his mood became even more depressed.

"That's it?"

Old Zhou felt something was wrong.

I feel that Lu Xin's story is not proportional to the bloody scene here...

But I don't know where to start asking.

...

"The problem is temporarily solved!"

"Quick, let everyone kill the remaining lunatics first, and then drive the big car out..."

At the same time, Sister Gao, the head of the car, was called back to her senses by their shouting, and gave instructions in a hoarse voice.

These old drivers no longer need her instructions. When they decided to come back to find the head of the car, their reason had returned. They hurriedly helped the head of the car onto the back seat of a motorcycle, and then found someone to ride and take her out of the town first.

Another person rushed in and wanted to ride Lu Xin's motorcycle.

"Don't..."

Lu Xin hurriedly refused him, saying that he didn't need the treatment of the injured now.

He rode his own car, got on the motorcycle, took a look at the bloody scene, and followed behind with a beep. .

...

When walking out of the town, Lu Xin saw the chaos in the city.

There were corpses lying all over the ground, all left by the crazy people before.

Some of them had their heads deflated, and there were blood patterns spurting out on the buildings or telephone poles next to them. Some were hugging each other, and both of their bodies were gnawed. Some were wandering around unconsciously, and some were sitting on the roadside in a daze.

It was not clear how many crazy people there were in this city, but a conservative estimate was that there should be more than 200.

Such a number, gathered together, would be very scary.

But after they dispersed, it was not particularly large.

At this time, seven or eight brave people had been separated from the convoy, each holding a gun. When they saw the crazy people still wandering around or sitting on the roadside in a daze, they went up and shot them, in order to eliminate the threat as much as possible and facilitate the car to drive out.

"Have all the living ones been killed?"

Lu Xin accelerated a little and asked Lao Zhou, who was sitting on the back seat of a motorcycle with his legs spread out in front of him.

Old Zhou was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly: "Yes, otherwise what if they go crazy again later?"

Lu Xin hesitated for a moment, a little unsure whether it was a good idea to say this now.

But he still asked: "Didn't you say that each one costs more than 100 yuan?"

Old Zhou frowned when he heard this: "Lu... Brother Lu, do you really treat this as a business?"

Lu Xin shook his head and stopped asking.

The team is mainly concerned with insurance, and it is too much for me to ask them to capture a madman alive and sell it for money...

If you want to blame someone, just blame me for not stopping and beating the violinist to death.

...

Old Zhou and his team first sent the front of the car and Lu Xin to the outside of the ruins of the city, and met with the young people such as Xiao Zhou who had just been sent out, and then shouted loudly, arranged people to enter the city in batches and drive their cars out.

This time, the madman's attack caused them to lose more than 20 people, but the remaining people still had no problem driving these cars.

They found a vacant lot outside the city, set up camp, boiled water, bandaged wounds, counted the number of people, and parked the car.

Lu Xin felt comfortable watching them busy.

People running in the wilderness are indeed braver and more qualified than ordinary people. If ordinary people encounter such an attack, they might get seriously ill. But these veteran drivers, after being frightened and losing more than twenty companions, were able to calm down, rescue goods, set up camp, arrange people to look out, and keep sentry. It's really good.

Lu Xin felt that he was clumsy and couldn't help them much, so he sat in the tent and took out his little notebook.

Solved one brain-shaped monster and two deformed lunatics...

The lunatics were doing it.

Consumption: three special bullets, 300 3mm tempered bullets for mechanical dogs...

Undetermined income: half a car of scavenged goods...

...

After recording a few entries, his hands trembled a little.

When he looked up, he saw his motorcycle, and his heart was sad again.

"Brother Lu, do you want some water?"

"Brother Lu, do you want me to prepare something for you?"

"Brother Lu, were you injured just now? Do you want penicillin?"

Xiao Zhou was not arranged to drive into the city. Those who went in were older drivers, so he just stayed in the camp to help adjust the positions of all the cars, prepare to boil water and cook, set up tents, and take care of the wounded.

At this time, he was obviously a little panicked, and ran to ask Lu Xin.

"No, I'm fine, you should take care of the injured."

When he asked the last time, Lu Xin put away the little notebook and looked at him and said.

"Oh, okay..."

Xiao Zhou walked back dejectedly, and couldn't help turning around again, saying: "Brother Lu, what happened just now?"

"Actually, I don't know much now."

Many people have asked this question before and after, but Lu Xin still shook his head.

He was telling the truth. Although he solved the brain-shaped monster, he didn't quite understand how the monster came about and what happened to these lunatics. He even didn't know why his mother hated the monster so much and why his sister was so unhappy when she noticed the monster.

He was waiting for his mother to come back. He should ask her about many things.

However, he saw that Xiao Zhou was a little confused, so he smiled and said, "But it must be okay."

"Oh, okay."

Xiao Zhou trusted Lu Xin very much, and immediately felt relieved. He ran to other places to help, and he was obviously more motivated.

...

It took a lot of time to assign drivers one by one and drive the trucks stuck in the city out one by one. When all the trucks drove to the vicinity of the camp, lined up in a row, and counted the wounded and lost personnel, night had fallen.

The camp was gradually shrouded in a sad atmosphere.

Many people only had the energy to be sad at this time.

Lu Xin sat quietly in this silent and sad camp, and gradually felt that his busyness was worth it.

In terms of material, he definitely lost money, but in other aspects, he made a lot of money.

The joy, happiness, sadness, and anger of life are actually very beautiful and real things.

He likes this kind of living thing.

"That... Thank you!"

While he was thinking slowly in his heart, I don't know when a tall figure appeared beside Lu Xin.

Lu Xin raised his head and saw Gao Ting at the front of the car.

This woman had a Band-Aid on her face and her ten fingers were wrapped in thin bandages.

Her expression seemed a little haggard, which was obviously the result of being frightened.

I just don't know if this fright came entirely from those lunatics, the twisted and terrifying brain-like monster, or something else, but it can be clearly seen that she was trying her best to control her panic and make herself look calm and composed.

"Ah, this... don't be so polite!"

Lu Xin quickly put away his little notebook and took a stool from the side for her: "Sit down."

Gao Ting glanced at the stool, was silent for a while, and sat down.

She seemed to be brewing emotions, and then looked at Lu Xin and said: "If it weren't for you, maybe our team would have died in this ghost place. You saved all our lives. People running in the wilderness have clear grudges, so..."

She said seriously: "This time, except for some pensions, I can give you all the money from running a large cargo."

"What?"

Lu Xin was obviously a little surprised, and looked at Sister Gao in surprise.

Gao Ting's face was a little hesitant at this time, and she said embarrassedly: "We really have nothing to thank you for..."

"This... is actually not necessary."

Lu Xin calmed down a little, and then smiled and said: "Everyone is walking in the wilderness, helping each other is what we should do."

Gao Ting heard him say this for the second time, and she felt a strange feeling in her heart.

When I first heard him say this, I just felt that it was a bit exaggerated, and I was not sure if he was serious or teasing me.

This time, after seeing him kill the monster, I heard him say this with a gentle smile...

...It was a bit inconsistent, but it really gave me a sense of security.

...

"If you really want to thank me, I have a question for you."

Lu Xin, on the other hand, looked at this usually vigorous and capable head, who now showed that kind of sad and soft look, and his heart moved slightly. While looking into Gao Ting's eyes and speaking, he sat up slightly and showed a sincere expression.

He took out the small notebook again, as well as his own gold-embroidered fountain pen, and sat in a very professional posture.

When he fought with the brain monster before, he had already determined that this head had some kind of abnormality in his body.

This means that she is very likely to have been exposed to the source of pollution or to have been affected by the ability user.

It was not easy to ask before, but now, maybe it is an opportunity.