“Should we build an organization?”

When Zhu Liang was going to Parkson Supermarket, he suddenly said this, and everyone suddenly became energetic. These people were all college students, and their thinking was half-mature and half-immature. Now that the disaster has passed, their minds are active.

"Start an organization?" Yang Fan touched his chin and felt that Zhu Liang was right. In his previous life, many people established organizations at the beginning, and then expanded their status and territory. If he also established an organization at this time, it would not be very thin if he called him.

So Yang Fan nodded naturally. Zhu Liang knew that he was talking at a glance. He asked: "Boss, what is the name of our organization? It's so domineering."

"Yes, yes, I think the boss is called a god, and it seems that we are all gods." Chen Ming also came over and said.

"It's better to call it Red Fire."

"It's called Liuyun."

"Call……."

Everyone's minds are active, and I hope Yang Fan can adopt this suggestion.

"Called by Diting." Yang Fan listened to everyone's opinions and finally said these two words, Diting.

"Di Ting, what does this mean?"

"Di Ting, this name is very domineering and very interesting."

"This is a good name."

Everyone didn't know if they were flattering or being sincere. In short, everyone agreed with the name of the organization.

"The Emperor's Court, the Emperor, is superior to the gods, the court, and begins in the Heavenly Court." Yang Fan said this and then said: "The organization is called the Emperor's Court for the time being. As for recruitment, it depends on you. If you can recruit a hundred sincere people, you will start to build the organization's rules and regulations. You are the founding elders and enjoy the glory and wealth you have always dreamed of in the future."

Yang Fan doesn't want to really establish an organization for the time being, but now he has confirmed this childish figure.

After hearing Yang Fan's words, everyone thought about each other, but they murmured the word "Di Ting" in their mouths. As they walked, everyone came to Parkson Shopping Plaza, which is the largest supermarket in NC City. It has a magnificent building, dozens of meters high and seven floors. There are many people holding guns around, wearing uniform military uniforms.

It is spread within fifty meters of the range and is very well-equipped. Yang Fan looked at some light weapons and some heavy weapons, which are not easy to provoke.

The simple and very simple guardrail blocked the outside. When Yang Fan and his party arrived at the door, seven or eight guns were pointed at him, and the gun tip was cold.

"Who are you? Are you injured?" Soon, some people wearing military uniforms ran over. They were dressed neatly, but Yang Fan found a trace of unusual things. The so-called military uniforms are not just ordinary, and some things must be placed on them.

Moreover, the badge was worn in certain errors. I glanced at it and didn't feel anything. But when I looked closely, there were many loopholes. Yang Fan did not join the army, but he had a friend who once joined the army here, and it was the people in this camp. They had a rule that once they went out, they had to sew the red cloth on their purse. There was a short story in it.

But now, many people have no red cloth. If they accidentally cut it off in the end of the world, they will be suspicious. However, most of these people have no red cloth. The most important thing in the military camp is to obey orders. Obviously something is strange.

But on the face, Yang Fan raised his hand honestly and said calmly: "We are from outside, there are no infected people, so please let go."

Yang Fan shouted loudly, and the people inside frowned and looked at Yang Fan up and down. Yang Fan carefully checked their expressions. There were thirteen people in total, and a few of them were not abnormal, but several of them looked at some of the women behind them with lewd lights in their eyes.

This is obviously not a regular army, but what's going on? Yang Fan frowned in his heart.

"Come in." Suddenly, the door of the guardrail was opened, and two men with pistols walked out, pointed at their heads, and said in a bad tone.

Yang Fan did not resist and followed them. Zhu Liang and Chen Ming, behind him, also went in honestly, joking that this was a gun. They believed that Yang Fan could get through it, but they were not as strong as that, so they were all very honest.

After walking into the guardrail, several people looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

"In order to check if you have been infected by zombies, the man is standing here now, taking off naked and checking. The woman will ask the female soldiers to check." A woman walked out of the crowd in a slightly inconsistent clothes and shouted.

Suddenly, everyone's faces changed, and they also felt something was wrong, but as for what was wrong, it was hard to say, but there was a sense of crisis that was faintly hidden.

"Why are you stunned? Come over quickly." Another shouted, with a loud voice, which scared everyone to shake because the cold gun was facing his face.

Yang Fan didn't say anything, but came to Chen Ming and asked him to hand over the desert eagle to himself. Suddenly, the rest of the people saw Yang Fan moving and pointed the gun at Yang Fan one by one, feeling like they were going to do it directly, but Yang Fan's speed was too fast. After snatching the gun, he immediately.

"Bang bang bang..."

Thirteen fired their pistols and shot them away. Everything was almost gone for a second, and for two seconds, everyone was stunned.

"You...you...you dare to attack us. No, the enemy attacks, the enemy attacks."

The big man with a fat face immediately yelled, and was also very scared, but he felt that there were many people here, so he still didn't take Yang Fan seriously.

"Bang." Blood splashed all over the ground, and a big hole appeared in the man's eyebrows, which was very terrifying. Yang Fan did not give him any chance and killed him directly. The Desert Eagle's lethality was very strong. At the same time, Yang Fan's iron-blooded methods made everyone dare not speak anymore.

This is a killer!

"Murdering." Yang Fan said coldly. At this moment, he understood that everyone present was not from the army, but definitely the kind of puppet army. It might be a nearby force that attacked the military or the military was occupied by zombies. A group of people secretly changed into military uniforms, then pretended to be soldiers and carried out inhumane captives.

Although this is a certain difference from the previous life, my life has changed and nothing is possible.

So he stood there, waiting for someone with some authority to come over, while the rest looked at Yang Fan with shocking eyes. Many people were retching because this was the first time they saw a murder. Of course, most of them were people on their own, and the one on the opposite side was almost shocked.
Chapter completed!