Fan Deyu heard his doubts, and his eyes fell on the dishes and chopsticks on the bedside table.

When Zhou Liang saw him, his gaze also fell on the dishes and chopsticks, and then his lips began to tremble, and his eyes looked at Fan Deyu, as if he was looking at a devil.

Fan Deyu smiled slightly.

Zhou Liang immediately understood, and immediately felt sick to his stomach, and opened his mouth to vomit.

Fan Deyu hid to the side, frowned and said, "Tsk, don't vomit, I spent more than an hour burning the red meat for you, and you vomited it, it was a waste." ”

"Gross." Zhou Liang vomited out all the meat he had just eaten in his stomach.

Fan Deyu watched from the side and sighed: "Hey, it's a waste of my kindness, but my craftsmanship is not bad, I saw you eat so vigorously just now." ”

The corners of Zhou Liang's mouth were still saliva, and he raised his head, his eyes were red.

On the ground was a puddle of minced meat coming out of the stomach.

"You're not human!" Zhou Liang gritted his teeth and shouted.

Fan Deyu raised his eyebrows, grabbed Zhou Liang's hair, and smiled: "Why should I be a human being?" When I was human before, did you think about my feelings? ”

Zhou Liang was trembling all over, not only from the pain from the broken thigh, but also from the fear in his heart, which made him have an unprecedented fear of Fan Deyu in front of him.

In his impression, even if he has only met him a few times, Fan Deyu has always been a cowardly person and does not dare to do anything.

But now, he realizes that he was wrong.

The more cowardly a person is, the more unreasonable he is.

Fan Deyu stared at Zhou Liang's eyes and said, "Then you can live well, I won't kill you, I will let you experience the pain you have never experienced." Of course, I will also give you a chance, a chance to really live, depending on your performance. ”

Putting down Zhou Liang's head, Fan Deyu walked out the door.

Zhou Liang slumped on the bed, clutching the quilt tightly with both hands, with hatred in his eyes, and extremely regretful in his heart, why didn't he kill all the people in the dwarf villa in the first place.

Fan Deyu walked to the door, just opened the door, turned around and said, "That's right, what I gave you to eat just now is the best piece of meat on your thigh, fat and thin." As for the rest of the calf, and your feet, I'll get it for you at night. ”

"Get out!" Zhou Liang roared.

Fan Deyu turned and walked out of the room.

Leaving Zhou Liang alone, he was impotent and furious in the house.

……

In the evening.

Fan Deyu came to the room again.

Seeing Zhou Liang lying on the bed obediently, he put a bowl of rice in front of him, didn't say a word, turned around and left.

Zhou Liang heard the sound of the door closing, and immediately turned his head to look, his brows slightly tightened.

He glanced at the rice on the bedside table again, picked it up and sniffed it, made sure it was just an ordinary bowl of rice, and hurriedly devoured it.

The braised pork he ate at noon was all spit out by him, he was already dizzy from hunger now, and the rice was a little raw, but it didn't matter, as long as he could eat it.

In less than five minutes, he had finished a bowl of dry rice, and after regaining some strength, he endured the pain at the base of his right leg and crept out of bed.

After Fan Deyu closed the door just now, he didn't lock the door like before.

Maybe Fan Deyu forgot, or maybe it didn't matter, he wasn't afraid that he, who was missing a leg, would escape.

But Zhou Liang wanted to escape.

Even if he only had one leg, he was going to leave this place.

He didn't believe that Fan Deyu would let him go, the other party must be holding back, he was the one who killed his wife and children, how could the other party let him live so easily.

He knew this very well, so he had to flee.

Climb to the door.

Zhou Liang stood up on one leg, took a deep breath, and carefully pressed the doorknob.

The door opened a crack, and he looked out.

It was dark outside, and it was almost night.

Outside the house was a corridor, outside the corridor was a gazebo, and on the other side was a parking square, and in the haze, he saw the van parked in the square.

He looked down at his remaining left leg and thought for a moment, driving must not work.

He took a deep breath and poked his head out of the door frame to make sure there was no one outside, and then he moved his remaining leg and cautiously jumped outside.

Only one leg remains, and the center is unstable.

He leaned against the wall, throbbing as he watched his surroundings.

All of a sudden, he didn't dare to jump too far, for fear of making a movement and attracting Fan Deyu's attention.

However, after a few jumps, he began to gasp.

Tired no.

In desperation, he lay on the ground, put his hands together, and began to crawl in the direction of the parking lot.

Crawling up to him while praying: "Don't find me, don't find me, don't find me ......"

Crawling all the way, his palms and knees hurt so much that he didn't have an idea, but he didn't say a word, endured the severe pain and climbed to the side of the van, he looked at the van, and finally gave up the idea of driving and continued to climb outside.

He didn't dare to stop, and five minutes later, he crawled to the entrance and exit of the homestay.

Pushing open the wooden door in front of him, he climbed out.

The cold wind outside the house blew on his face, making him shudder, but the expression on his face was extremely excited, now that he has left the homestay, as long as he runs farther away and hides, Fan Deyu will definitely not find him!

Thinking so, he ignored his worn palms and knees, and frantically crawled out of the door of the homestay.

He was tired and sore now, but he didn't dare to stop.

I was afraid that Fan Deyu would catch up from behind.

After a while, he found himself climbing onto the concrete road, and when he looked up, there were no zombies around, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued to climb forward, he had to get out of here.

It was very quiet, and there was no movement.

As he kept crawling, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

So, he looked back.

Immediately frightened him.

A pitch-black figure stood twenty meters behind him, holding a cigarette in his right hand, and the tobacco wafted in the moonlight, which was very conspicuous.

Zhou Liang swallowed his saliva, his body couldn't help but tremble, turned his head, and crawled forward like crazy.

"It's a zombie! Not Fan Deyu! It's definitely zombies! I must have read it wrong, definitely not Fan Deyu! Zhou Liang didn't want to admit what he saw, he just wanted to get out of here.

However, the footsteps behind him were faster.

No matter how he climbed, he couldn't be as fast as the people behind him.

Fan Deyu behind him caught up.

Zhou Liang panicked, didn't pay attention, his palm was cut, he lost his center of gravity, and his face fell to the ground.

Fan Deyu walked to his side, turned on the flashlight, and the light shone on Zhou Liang's face, which was quite messy, only to hear Fan Deyu smile and say: "Ouch, tsk, tsk, my face hurts." I think you're going to run out, hahaha, you're crawling on one foot pretty fast, and if you go to the Paralympics, you're going to win the championship. ”

Zhou Liang stared at Fan Deyu behind the flashlight, he couldn't stand this humiliation, and he couldn't stand the disillusionment of hope in front of him, he shouted: "Kill me!" Kill me! You killed me! Please, kill me......"