The figure that suddenly appeared at the door of the kitchen startled the pillar, the black shadow came suddenly, and when the sound appeared, the pillar was so frightened that he almost let go of the oil jar he was holding, and he saw the two terrible zombies before, and the pillar at this time was thinking about zombies, and he didn't expect that at this time, a person would run out and stand in front of him and yell.

The pillar looked up, and the man he recognized was the true owner of the house, one of those who had fled earlier.

The form was urgent, and the pillar had not thought about anything when he had rushed into the house before, and he had not gone anywhere else, but ran directly towards the kitchen, because there was only oil here.

The pillar was stunned for only a few seconds, and then the man rushed up and grabbed the oil jar in the pillar's hand.

"You don't study well, don't you steal things while you're messy?"

The man had mockery and anger on his face, obviously very angry at the pillar's behavior, the pillar did not react at first, and when he saw the man reach out and grab the oil jar in his arms, he reacted, and his body was sideways.

"I'm going to kill zombies!"

A sudden surge of anger for no reason suddenly surged in the pillar's heart, and it was not entirely for no reason, the people outside were desperate, but these people who escaped were still worried about the softness of their homes, and even the oil that could not be taken away at all was so precious.

You must know that those people outside are fighting with their lives, and this kind of thing is needed at this time to be able to save the lives of these people, the lives of these poor, pathetic, rats who do not hesitate to flee when they encounter danger!

But he is still struggling with these oils, yes, it was really not easy for a family to have a little oil in that era, it was all usually saved by frugality, but what is this?

Are these things really that important compared to human life?

"Put down the jar for Lao Tzu!"

The man did not snatch the oil jar from the bosom of the pillar at once, and his body staggered, and he almost hit the stove next to him, and his face suddenly showed an angry expression.

"They're desperate and need oil!"

A shocked look appeared on Zhuzi's face, and then his eyes turned red with anger, he didn't expect that this man would actually stop him at this time.

"Fart! You're here to steal and use this excuse! Besides, even if you need oil, why take our family! ”

As he spoke, the man rushed up to the pillar again, trying to snatch the jar from the pillar's arms with his teeth and claws, completely disdainful of what the pillar had said before, and the mocking look on his face was very dazzling in the eyes of the pillar.

The previous efforts, all the hard work, the life of the old village chief, is it to protect these people?

Suddenly, the pillars felt that everything they had done, everything they had protected, everything they had done for the village, was so ridiculous.

Are they going to protect such people?

In this way, a jar of oil in one's own house is more important than other people's lives, and more important than those who protect them!

Those people are fighting with their lives, when will a jar be worth more than a few lives?

"Get out!"

The person who was familiar in the past has become so hateful at this moment, the pillar no longer wants to say anything to this person at this time, holding the jar in his arms tightly, the pillar has no other expression on his face, and becomes indifferent, the person in front of him, this familiar person, at this time, is so strange to him.

"What did you say?"

The man showed an incredulous expression, obviously not expecting that the pillar would talk to him like this, or in his house, taking his things, the anger on his face became even more eyes, his eyes scanned around, trying to find something to take advantage of, to teach this pillar a lesson.

"Get out!"

The voice of the pillar squeezed out of his throat, his voice was hoarse and emotionless, and the pillar at this time looked like a wounded beast, and his eyes revealed a fierce light.

"You, you..."

The man pointed to the pillar, obviously not understanding why the usually honest pillar would show a hidden expression at this time, and suddenly he was slammed, and he felt not guilt, but more and more anger.

"Roll !!"

The pillar didn't talk nonsense with this person anymore, and slammed directly into this person's body, and the people outside were waiting for him, dragging the two zombies with their lives, if he delayed here for some more time, then those people might have to pay the price with their lives.

And this person is here to ink, waiting for him to agree, that is a completely unrealistic idea, at this time the pillar has completely realized that this person, these people are all the same, the same indifference, the same indifference to other people's lives.

The pillar didn't wait any longer, and the strong body exploded with infinite power at this moment, like a truck rushing straight towards that person.

The man's mouth opened wide, he didn't expect the pillar to say anything, and rushed directly towards the man, and before the man could make a dodge gesture, he was knocked aside by the pillar at once, and the tall body hit him, he shouted, but he didn't have the strength to stop it.

"Bang", the man was directly knocked to the ground, and in the midst of the roar, the pillar had already rushed out with the oil can, and a woman's exclamation came from the yard, obviously she had seen all this.

The angry scolding behind him sounded, so harsh, so inferior, but the pillars didn't take it to heart, these people are not worthy of his anger, nor are they worthy of his protection, he, what they and the old village chief did was wrong, these people are not worth their lives to protect at all.

But at this time, he had to go with oil, because there were still people waiting for him, those people were his brothers in life and death, maybe they didn't have much intersection before, they didn't care too much, but at this time, after such a thing, the pillar knew that these people were really worthy of protection.

The angry scolding behind him continued, the fire at the entrance of the village had disappeared, and the pillar rushed out of the family's house, just rushed to the door, and saw the scene at the entrance of the village.

The whole person of the pillar was stunned there, the jar in his hand, the jar that he had just hugged tightly, but at this time he fell to the ground, the thing he got regardless of the insults, regardless of everything, regardless of the accusations of being thieves and robbers, is no longer important.

The situation at the entrance of the village made the pillars crack, the rope that trapped the zombie had broken, the flames on the zombie had disappeared, and all that was left on the ground was a few broken corpses and a charred body that was still barely burning.

The two zombies were gone, and there was a terrible scream from inside the village, which was the name of the village that had been attacked.

"Ahh

When the beast was injured, that look, that situation, was fully displayed on the pillar at this time.

He was screaming, he was yelling, and it was because of such a short period of time that those people, who had previously been protecting the village, in order to protect those who did not deserve protection, were now turned into wreckage on the ground.

Their deeds are honorable, but will no one remember their merits, by these poor and miserable people?

Zhuzi's heart was cold, it was completely cold, like swallowing a huge block of ice in the summer, looking at the miserable situation in the village, Zhuzi felt only disheartened, these people were not qualified to let him protect at all.

Looking at the tragic situation of those people, looking at the burning houses, the pillar's heart was mixed.

To save or not to save?

Is it really worth saving?

At this time, the pillar fell into a daze, looking at the corpses at the entrance of the village, only to feel a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to his spine.

It's not worth it, and it's not necessary.

The pillar was in a trance, looking at the entrance of the village, and fell into a daze, and at this time, from outside the village, several people, a few young people, squatting next to the corpses, crying, screaming, the voice was very desolate, as if the most important thing had been lost.

A hint of warmth woke the pillar from the bone-chilling cold, and his eyes became a little gentle, as someone remembered these people.

The body is no longer stiff, and the pillar walks towards those few people step by step, these people are the people who need his protection, the people who are worthy of his protection, and he wants to leave with these people, that is the old village chief's wish, he wants to help realize...