"Marlene..."
Hearing Sylvia say his sister's name, Brian simply shook his head in his heart. Others didn't know the situation in Atlanta, but he already knew the real situation from Clarisse.
Now the surrounding area is a disaster-stricken area with active infections, and even the city may not be peaceful, but it can't say anything depressing, after all, faith is also the driving force for a person to survive.
Just as Brian was thinking about these things, he suddenly looked into another corner of the house, where a skinny boy was staring directly at him.
He raised his eyebrows, turned his head and looked over there, and saw that the boy quickly lowered his head after looking at him, obviously not wanting to be discovered.
Although the other person lowered his head, Brian was extremely impressed with him. It was the boy who dared to face the weapon without any fear: Allan.
At that moment, he was curled up and leaning against the wall. People kept passing by and no one paid attention to him. After losing his mother, he became very depressed and no longer seemed as happy as the first time he met him.
After thinking for a while, he looked at the three women beside him who were chatting passionately, got up slowly, walked in the direction of Allan, passed through the crowd, and sat down next to him.
Allan was obviously surprised by his arrival and shrunk his body to the right, wanting to stay away from Brian.
Brian didn't find anything strange in his reaction. He took a piece of chocolate out of his pocket, handed it to Allan, and said quietly, "Do you want to eat it?"
Looking sideways at the piece of chocolate in his palm, Allan's throat churned because he hadn't eaten anything yet, even through the packaging bag, he could smell the seductive thoughts emanating from him and his stomach filled with excitement.
"Haven't you eaten yet?"
Hearing the gurgling coming from the other party's stomach, Brian suddenly felt a little surprised. He looked around and found that there was nothing. He cursed in his heart, thought that some bastard took the things that belonged to a child who had lost a relative.
Thinking of it, he stood up, picked Allan off the ground, and carried him outside without any explanation, saying, "Come on, I'll take you to get the food."
Allan didn't expect Brian to act like this all of a sudden. He followed the force and stood up, letting the other person pull him out.
At that time, there was no one queuing in the supply reception area, and soldiers distributing food were also packing the supplies. Brian quickly took Allan out to look for Tracy and shouted loudly, "Hi, there are still supplies here. Someone didn't get food."
Hearing the scream, Tracy immediately stopped what she was doing, looked towards the source of the sound and found two children standing outside.
She still remembered the child in front who had just received supplies from her, and she was also under the impression that the child behind seemed to be the son of the woman who was killed last night.
Tracy looked at the other person's slender figure, a trace of pity flashed in her eyes, and said in the gentlest tone possible, "Then please show me the ID."
"Huh."
Brian nodded, pushed Allan behind him, and said to the boy, "Go ahead, get out your ID card to get the food."
Although he was pushed a few steps forward, Allan still lowered his head. He simply reached into his pocket with his right hand, took out two identity cards and handed him the one with his photo.
"Here, this is for you."
After casually looking at the ID card, Tracy pulled out a piece of food and handed it to the boy in front of her. He touched her little face and said in a low voice, "I am sorry for your mother's death. She'll go to heaven, you've still got a long way to go but she'll take care of you."
After leaving the supply station, the two headed back toward the house. Allan held the food in his arms and followed Brian. He stared at the other person's figure and after a long time asked aloud, "Why?"
"Huh?"
When Brian heard Allan's voice behind him, his footsteps paused for a moment, he turned around and asked, "Why?"
"Why... Are you helping me?" Allan stared at Brian's face, not missing any detail of the other person's face, and asked the doubts in his heart.
Seeing the confusion in the other person's heart, Brian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but didn't respond immediately, but instead walked up to Allan, put his arms around his shoulders, and said loudly, "Do I need a reason to help a person who has lost their mother?"
Seeing Brian's friendly smile, Allan lowered his head again, but this time his body began to tremble involuntarily. Tears welled up in his eyes like drops of water and fell on the street. He murmured through tears, "Thank you. Thank you for helping me and avenging my mother."
Stroking the other party's hair, Brian didn't care why the other party knew what happened last night, because when the soldiers searched the house, they found him behind the door, where he could see everything that happened, and he wasn't surprised.
"Since you have thanked me, I also want to ask for something in return. You need to get stronger. Never let hatred blind your eyes. Don't be like the person of yesterday who satisfied their desires and stripped the lives of others at will, that... it's wrong..."
After sucking out the snot that was about to come out, Allan quickly wiped away his tears and nodded vigorously to express his agreement.
"Ha ha..."
Brian laughed heartily. I couldn't believe what he had just said. He thought he never thought he had the potential to be an educator.
He took the chocolate out of his pocket, opened the outer package, put the sweet chocolate in Allan's mouth, and continued walking with him.
"Your mother is no longer here, so how about you walk with us for the rest of the journey?"
"Um!"
Brian took Allan back to the house and walked over to where Sarah and the others were, but when he was halfway there, he found a man with a rooster's comb head leaning against the door, his eyes staring straight in the direction he was heading.
He recognized the other person at a glance as one of the new survivors. Looking at the obscene smile on the-haired man's face, he frowned slightly and felt a little disgusted. How could he look like a perverted voyeur?
As he walked there, Brian saw a sturdy middle-aged man sitting next to Anna. She knew without guessing that this was the father Anna mentioned.
After returning to his post, he introduced Allan to other people and also met Anna's father, Wilfred.
After learning Allan's identity, others gave him sympathetic looks. Those piercing glances made the boy very uncomfortable. It was only after Brian reminded them that they withdrew their gazes.
"I just saw a man with a rooster hairstyle at the door. He kept looking at you. Do any of you recognize it?"
Seeing that everyone knew each other, Brian opened his mouth and told what he had just seen.
"What?"
Hearing what Brian said, the others were shocked. They quickly looked towards the door and sure enough, they saw a striking man with a rooster's comb, who was Ogden.
Ogden was originally watching Anna work hard, but unexpectedly those people suddenly stared at him. Suddenly he was startled and ran away.
"Damn, this man is really disturbing. I can't take it anymore. I must teach him a lesson." Anna obviously couldn't stand Ogden's presence. He stood up with a shout and was about to approach the door.
"Anna, calm down." Wilfred took his daughter's hand, stopped it and said: "Fighting is not allowed here."
"Haha..."
It's not that Anna didn't know the rules here, but she couldn't stand the dirty and perverted look anymore, so she sat down angrily.
"Who is he? Has it always been like this?" asked Sylvia curiously, who was leaning against the wall and roughly understood the situation.
When someone asked, Anna immediately straightened up and vomited bitterly: "His name is Ogden. When the infected caught us in the church, he was one of them. He's just a pervert. He was there every day spying on me, I really wanted to punch him in the face."
"What? This guy, watch me take off his skin!"
Wilfred, who had never known such a thing, became angry when he heard his daughter's words and breath came out of his nose. It seemed that if Ogden were here, he would teach him a stern lesson.
"Don't be impatient yet!"
Seeing that her father seemed to have a bit of a temper, Sylvia quickly suggested, "We definitely can't do it ourselves, so let's let the soldiers do it and we'll tell the person in charge of our bus to transfer the Ogden to another vehicle. If that doesn't work, we'll think of other ways."
Although this method treats the symptoms, but not the root cause, as long as she can stay away from that pervert, Anna is very happy. She nodded vigorously at that moment, thinking about how to tell the matter later.
Brian simply shrugged, expressing no opinion. It seemed clear that, if someone wanted to attack him, they would do so directly. Such an indirect act as this was completely useless and might even cause the other party to take more extreme measures.