In the sky above the windy harbor of City A, a flock of human-shaped geese flew by. From south to north, they maintain a tight formation, taking care of each other and flying towards the next resting place of the flock of geese.

A wild goose that had broken away from the group was struggling to fly far behind the flock. Without its companions to counteract the resistance of the wind, the lagging wild goose struggled all over the flight. It may not have been able to reach its final destination for a long time, but it still keeps trying. You don't have to look too much to see that the wild goose is exhausted, but no one knows why it is still struggling to hold on. Why not find a temporary place to stay? No one knows what kind of emotions flashed in the eyes of the lone wild goose.

Looking down from the wild goose's gaze, countless zombies were emerging densely from every area near the port of Nancheng, and they were all surging deformably and fiercely in one direction.

Ye Wujian and the three of them, each holding a rifle, a huge bullet erupted from the rifle, accompanied by a loud noise and gunsmoke, and hit the zombies in the way. The power of every bullet in those powerful rifles can shatter a zombie.

The Black Wolf King only has one right hand, and without two hands, there is no way to change the rifle for the rifle, so he can only use an N9 pistol with excellent explosive power in the pistol, but it is not suitable for aiming, and the recoil is very large. But it is used to fight zombies that will never dodge, but it is the best choice among pistols. The Black Wolf King didn't need much aim, and every bullet he fired could shatter half of a zombie's head.

The God of Gamblers is the strangest of all, he always has an endless deck of cards in his hand.

The cards flew out of the hands of the gambling god like bullets, and the effect was as fierce as bullets. The playing cards suddenly turned into sharp blades, and all the zombie brains that touched the playing cards were undoubtedly cut in half. Ye Wujian always suspected that the God of Gamblers guy definitely didn't use the poker they usually used to fight landlords every time he fought.

And the longer Ye Wujian came into contact with the God of Gamblers, the more he found that there were many strange things about this guy. According to Ye Wuji's understanding, the God of Gamblers has lived in seclusion near City B for many years, and he is obviously a man who lives in a coastal city, but he doesn't know a little about water. What is even more exaggerated is that the special services working for the South African government do not understand any kind of firearms and ammunition. and the poker in his hand, so far, Ye Wujian has at least seen this man throw three decks of playing cards out, and he has killed the most zombies. Ye Wujian couldn't see through it anymore, he seemed to have countless playing cards on his body, but he never knew where he hid these playing cards.

Piles of zombies were still desperately surrounding Ye Wujian and them, like a group of hungry and crazy neurological patients. In front of them, there were already more than 200 zombie stumps, but the number of zombies in Nancheng seemed to be endless, and at every moment, there were zombies pouring out frantically in every corner.

"How many weird things are there......" Looking at the overwhelming zombies surrounding him like a desperate person, Zhang Tianluo's spirit collapsed a little, he stood in place, repeatedly firing the rifle, and the sound of gunfire exploded in his ears, which shook his brain.

Although the zombies who rushed to the front were never able to bite any of Ye Wuqian and any of them, the line between the zombies and them was still impacted by the continuous efforts of the zombies, and the distance that could be closest to them was getting shorter and shorter......

The current gambling gods are forced to throw three cards out at a time, and every time they are thrown, they can always accurately cut the heads of the three zombies closest to them.

The God of Gambling occasionally raised his head to look at the backward wild goose in the sky, and some other emotions seemed to flash in his rigorous eyes.

"Hey Ye Wuji, do you have your own beliefs?" The God of Gamblers suddenly asked without understanding what he was thinking.

"When is it, still talking about faith, let's think about how to break out of the encirclement of zombies first." Ye Wuqian frowned, and fired another shot, this bullet was a little crooked, but it only broke the leg of the zombie in front of him, the zombie was not dead, lying on the ground, struggling to move forward with his hands, grinning at Ye Wuji.

A poker flew out and hit the zombie's head, and the zombie's face, centered on the nose, penetrated the skull, leaving a gap the thickness of a playing card, and some dirty brains flowed out of the gap. The zombie fell to the ground.

Ye Wujian turned his head to look, and the God of Gambling had already stood beside him at some point. His face was deep, and his eyes showed that he was thinking about something else. He asked again in a low voice, "Do you have a faith of your own?" ”

Ye Wujian was a little impatient when asked, but thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he really didn't have any special beliefs. There are no religious beliefs, and there are no particular beliefs to adhere to. The only thing I seem to insist on is that I want to protect the people who are very important to me. For example, the most fundamental purpose of his trip to South Africa is to save Xiao Qi on the verge of death.

"I've never thought about it before. Know how to gamble all day long. The God of Gamblers threw out the five-card poker and looked up at the lone geese in the sky. continued: "Then I gambled more and more, and I started to have some strange thoughts. I began to think I should believe in something. Because the longer I live, the more I realize that every creature in this world exists because it believes in something. Big trees believe in the sky, flowers believe in the sun, and fish believe in the sea, even if they are wolves. The God of Gamblers glanced at the Black Wolf King and continued: "They all believe in the forest. You know what I mean? ”

Ye Wujian ignored him, and aimed straight at the zombies in front.

"Bang." Brains are splashing.

"Even these zombies, who are not living beings, believe in human flesh. Everything in the world, everything is living around their own beliefs. But during that time, I didn't seem to know what I should believe. ”

"Neuropathy doesn't require faith." Ye Wuqian said coldly.

"You're going to taunt me." The God of Gamblers didn't intend to argue with Ye Wuji, in fact, he didn't care what Ye Wujian said, he might have more at this time, he just wanted to share some feelings.

"Then I understood. My belief is that the 'lucky man' is ethereal and always exists, and no matter how good my gambling skills are, it is the most important factor to bless me with a smooth journey. It must also be the most important factor in my life to be able to live smoothly. I believed in it and began to be grateful for his existence from moment to moment. ”

"If a person wants to live well, it can't be all about luck." Ye Wuqian replied coldly.

"Well, so you can't be a gambler." The God of Gambling said: "I have experienced a lot later, and I understand more how fortunate it is to be able to believe in 'Lucky Adult'. I've seen a lot of things too. In fact, at my level, it stands to reason that I should open a big house to accept an apprentice or something, but I never found a suitable candidate, and then I thought you were good. But upon a try, you found that you have no talent for being a gambler at all. And your disdainful expression towards the 'lucky man' is the worst flaw of a gambler. ”

"Don't talk about your faith! Let's find a way out. Otherwise, all of you will have to die here! The Black Wolf King couldn't listen anymore, and roared loudly at the top of his throat.

"Don't worry. Everyone is going to die, but at least we're not going to die here. The God of Gambling said very firmly.

"How do you know?" After Tian Yishu fired a shot, he also asked curiously.

"Hehe......" said the gambling god, "the lucky god told me." ”

At this moment, under a building on the right side of the port, a little girl's voice suddenly sounded loudly: "Hey...... People on the shore...... Run ...... here."

Everyone turned their heads to look, and a little white girl of seven or eight years old was covering her mouth with her hands and yelling at Ye Wujian loudly.

This is really an abrupt and surprising voice, this extremely well-behaved white little girl has become the first person Ye Wujian and they finally saw when they arrived in City A.

All the zombies also looked at the little girl's loud voice a little inexplicably, and then half of the zombies changed direction, turned very clumsily, and began to run in the direction of the little girl nervously.

"Look...... My lucky man is starting to work. The God of Gamblers smiled mysteriously.

Next to the little girl, there were more than a dozen adult men and women, all of whom had machine guns in their hands, and began to shoot frantically at the hordes of zombies. At the same time, it has also become Ye Wuji's best cover point.

"Run to them!" Ye Wujian said.

The five of them kept changing positions under the cover of the dozen or so machine-gun fire, and moved closer to the crowd on the left.

The God of Gambling ran to Ye Wuji's side and said with a mysterious smile: "Look, often at critical moments, what saves your life is the power of faith." ”

Ye Wuji: "......"