After passing through several roofs one after another, everyone saw a tent area built on the roof. There were tents of various styles, and there were many men and women working back and forth between the tents.

When they saw a large group of people who suddenly came here, they all showed surprise eyes.

They all gathered here one after another. This was the first time they had seen so many escapees since the end of the world...

How did they survive in this zombie-filled world? And so many people?

What is the situation of that silly man wearing red clothes? Why do you dress like that? Is it still the end of the world still not forgetting to play cosplay and have a passionate outfit?

"Hi guys, does anyone want a damn love hug with Deadpool? Now it's an upgraded version, Deadpool uses all his strength to love hug, you should be squeezed into human meat pie." Qi Ji waved at the people in the camp, but unfortunately no one could understand what he was saying, "Okay, I know no one knows what I'm saying."

At this time, a man wearing denim overalls came over. He glanced at Qiji and them, and then pulled the man wearing a gas mask to his side: "How did you find so many people?"

"We are going to hunt in the nearby jungle... and we just happened to meet..." said the man wearing a gas mask.

"Everyone needs to be checked. We cannot let any infected person appear in our camp and take him to Dr. Kyomoto." said the man in overalls.

His name is Yipu, and he is the manager of this rooftop refugee camp. He was also the first to build this place. Although it has not been many days, everyone here listens to him.

"No one would want to see my damn face. Yes, you will be scared." Qi Ji said.

"What did he say?" Iura asked, he didn't understand English very much.

Hero Suzuki had never seen Qi Ji's full face. He had seen Qi Ji lifting up his mask to reveal his mouth. His mouth was covered with scars, which looked quite scary...

He had seen Deadpool in comics before, but what the real Deadpool looks like is, Suzuki Hero cannot imagine... After all, Deadpool in the comics is still two-dimensional, and there is still a certain gap with reality.

But in general, reality will be more...uglier than in comics.

More than twenty people along the way began to line up in front of a white tent for inspection.

There is a survivor in the camp on the top floor who used to be a surgeon and a rare talent in the doomsday. What he is responsible for is checking everyone's physical condition and handling some trauma.

Although people don’t know much about zombie viruses, he has been observing all infected people on the day of the zombie apocalypse, so he is now very clear about what happens to humans before and after they are infected with the virus.

After spending an hour checking everyone, it was finally the last Qiji turn.

After Qi Ji went in, he looked at the doctor: "Man, I mean, are you sure you want to look at my body? It may scare you."

The doctor tilted his head and said in a very pure British pronunciation: "It doesn't matter. I have had skin transplants before. I have seen all kinds of skin. I have studied for a PhD degree from the University of Cambridge Medical School before. I have seen all kinds of people."

"Damn it, I really wish I could have plastic surgery, but then I would lose my damn healing ability," Qi Ji said and took off his mask. "You are a PhD from Cambridge University, Haohui, Haohui, I am from Wudaokou Vocational and Technical College."

The moment I saw Qi Ji's face, the doctor's mouth twitched twice...

He has seen some disfigured faces, some disfigured faces with concentrated sulfuric acid. This kind of fire is nothing, but the skin on this guy's face has been 100% disfigured faces... The first time I saw this situation... What did he experience?

"It doesn't matter, I need to see if there are any wounds on you... If possible, it's better to take off all your coat and just wear underwear." The doctor said.

Qi Ji's lips raised: "Damn it, can I say you are guiding me to seduce you?"

"No, I'm a doctor, and I only like healthy and handsome men."

"I always think your words are a little wrong, but I can't hear them, forget it."

...

After everyone checked, Iura summoned all the people who had just arrived and started to arrange tasks.

He didn't even know what Qi Ji and the others called him, so he began to send them all kinds of melee cold weapons: "Today I met you interrupted our hunting operation, you need to find food on behalf of our people. We don't have much food here, this is a hard indicator...

When you come here, work is the only condition for life. If you don’t create opportunities for this team, there is no need to be sheltered by the team.”

"Man, I don't agree with your words," Qi Ji walked to Ipu. He was nearly one head taller than Ipu, full of oppression. "You should just be trying to get rid of the excuses we are looking for, right? This damn ability will always make others hate you more than you hate me. You won't have friends like this."

Iura looked up at Qiji and listened to the translation of Suzuki Hero.

"What if this is the case?" Iura smiled, "In the present world, whoever has the ability can survive, and I am the capable person. I built this place. If you want to survive, you must exchange it with your abilities."

After Iura said that, Qi Ji suddenly disappeared in front of him. The next second he showed up with ten kilograms of pork: "What else do you want? I can get everything for you. Anyway, I must take good care of Suzuki Hero and Kobi Rumi, and then let the Hero manage the place on your behalf."

Iura opened her mouth and stood there in a daze.

"Not enough?" Qi Ji said and scratched his head, then threw the pork into Ipu's arms. In an instant, Qi Ji came with a few boxes of instant noodles. After putting it on the ground, he put his hands on his hips, "How is it?"

Iura is already stupid.

"Isn't it enough?" Qi Ji disappeared again after saying that. When he appeared again, there was a huge box above his head, which contained various dry food, instant coffee, wine, and of course, various melon seed drinks, eight-treasure porridge, and spicy strips.

Iura was so scared that she started drooling...

"Of course, there is another thing you can use," Qi Ji patted Iura's shoulder with his hand, and disappeared in the next moment. When he came back, he dragged more than a dozen pistols with metallic luster, a series of rifles and shotguns, and of course, there were supporting boxes of ammunition.

"So you still want to speak harshly to me? Is it enough? It's not too much to let Hero Suzuki be the leader from now on?" Qi Ji clapped his hands and threw piles of guns in front of Iura.

At this time, everyone around was stunned, and the Suzuki Hero was stunned...

You can make food and drink like this, why did we live so miserable on the road before???

"Little hero, I trust you so much. It would be a pity if you can't manage everyone here well... If this guy bullies you, tell me... But I shouldn't hear it either, but I will come back to kick him in the ass." Qi Ji said.

The Suzuki Hero swallowed, then looked at the various things piled up on the ground, and immediately felt dazzled...

"Okay, let's do it today. This holiday is quite boring. I want to go back and rest. When I have time, I will come back to see you. Hero, I think of you~"

After saying that, Qiji teleported and disappeared.

Everyone:???

Bi Mi gently pulled the cuff of the Suzuki Hero: "Mr. Deadpool... just left like that?"

Hero Suzuki was actually full of question marks... but at this time he had to answer: "Yes... He left, he may never come back..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Ji came back, he was chewing something in his mouth: "Hey, can you believe that more than a month has passed since the last time I left here?

Why are you still standing here stupidly? Little hero, have you become the boss? I have already greeted death. You, Biru and your future girlfriend will not die, don’t worry.”
Chapter completed!