"Everyone, be quiet, please keep your eyes open and look at what you have found in these foreigners' homes!" Ran Xiong gestured to Ran Jun and waited silently.

I saw three trucks slowly driving over and stopped on the right side of the rostrum.

Then, several Tulang men rushed out impatiently, and worked together to lift the huge cover that was covering. Then, the wilted fruits filled with food, snacks, and drinking water were displayed in front of everyone one by one.

"My day, these dog things, I take good care of them on weekdays, and I have to give them half a bowl of boiling water, but! I'm so blind! ”

"Bastards, what are they, what vicious hearts they are!"

"Killed, killed, what are these dogs and moths kept?"

"Quiet." Ran Xiong spoke lightly.

This time, no one had any gossip, and the pins could be heard.

"This is the old saying, 'If you are not of my race, your heart will be different'! At this moment, who would dare to stand up and kill them? Ran Xiong roared.

"I, let me come!"

"I can't help it for a long time, I must avenge my three dead brothers!"

"I'm coming! Patriarch, please let me come! ”

At this moment, regardless of men, women, young and old, the crowd is angry, and they have taken off the disguise of harmony, and they are willing to be stained with blood.

"Good! Monk, Scoop, Huanhuan, Starling, Mao Dove, Jiagen...... Come up. Ran Xiong looked at the people below, one by one.

Every time one arrived, the man cheered, as if he had won the jackpot, and he was eager to try, like a madman, where is the basic reverence for life?

I ordered a few more, the elderly, and children, there is no gender distinction, and the performance tension is selected alone.

"Okay, one knife per person, only cut off the head, move quickly, don't leave me with the hidden danger of mourning!" Ran Xiong opened his mouth lightly, as if it was none of his business, and waved his hand indifferently to the people who were sharpening their knives.

When everyone sees this, where can they still hold on!

Only the outstanding lady Li Lin painted differently, roaring hoarsely, still trying her best, still trying to stop the transformation of a group of mortals.

It's just that even though she broke her head and bleed, Ran Xiong was still indifferent, and the others still raised the butcher knife.

"Phew! Hack you conscienceless one! ”

"Dog mongrel, eat Lao Tzu with a knife!"

"Please also remember on the Huangquan Road that the knife that killed you was wielded by my family!"

Like a watermelon bursting, like a bone displacement, there was not much sound of beheading, but at the moment it was extremely loud, like a wonderful symphony.

Some people fainted before they were beheaded, but no one spared it because it was a peer-to-peer responsibility system. Some people, such as Boss Niu, Wang Qiang, Li Kunyun and others, were full of disbelief and unwillingness.

They had a strong desire to express something, and the incomprehension in their eyes was vivid. It's just that after all, I still can't escape the knife......

The blood is a different kind of red at this moment, like the fiercest sun, the most brilliant fireworks, and the most brilliant thunderbolt!

Some hacked people to death, for fear of mourning, so they made up the knife and chopped the head a few times; Some people watched the old people and children next to them slash people, and they were very dissatisfied, so they helped others and took pleasure in doing so.

All of a sudden, the skull was rolling and blood was flowing......

It smells terrible!

"Brother Fu, you said I was your best brother, I didn't want to die, I was just like that, and I never wanted to watch cartoons......" Who is Xiao Niu, the son of Boss Niu, he was stupid, and moved to his good playmate Xiao Ranfu for the first time.

But Xiao Ranfu looked at the calf, didn't give a look, just a knife that was precise and ruthless, directly inserted into the calf's eye socket, and then pulled out cleanly.

By the way, he threw the eyeballs out of the dagger to the side, wiped the dagger on his clothes, and the cold dagger came back again.

Then, he hugged his dejected mother and continued to cry.

It's all over, no one is whimpering, and no one is kneeling.

Even Li Linhua couldn't kneel, and he no longer kowtowed, and collapsed to the side in horror. It's just tears that are shed for some reason, squandered unscrupulously.

"Okay, life still has to move on, the garbage should naturally be thrown into the garbage heap, and the corpse should be thrown to the crematorium later." Ran Xiong continued to speak, indifferently, "But, what should we do in the future?" Has anyone ever wondered? ”

"Before the end of the world, our Tulang clan had 71,654 people, but in less than two years, there were only 14,101 people left! We've been in a race to death, searching for food in the zombie piles, digging wild vegetables and gnawing tree bark in the mountains! ”

"But who knows, our ancestors are bandits who have been fighting with the sky, the earth, and people since ancient times! When will it be the turn of Boss Xu, who is bullshit, to come to fish us? ”

"We're going to rob, we're going to fight! We are not afraid of death, we are only afraid that the children around us will not have enough food and clothing! We are not afraid of death, we are only afraid that the parents we support will not be able to live! We are not afraid of death, we are only afraid that our sons and daughters will go first! ”

"So, how do you survive? How to eat and dress warmly in this shit apocalypse? I can only grab it! From the hands of these ugly people, from the side of those disgusting zombies, don't kill to grab it! ”

"So, what do we do?" Ran Xiong clenched his fists again and thumped them out.

"We, the Tulang clan, are afraid of an egg!"

"Grab it! Let's grab it! ”

"Rob! Rob! Rob! ”

Everyone was indignant, and subconsciously followed the clenched fists to the sky again and again.

"So, it seems that in the blood left by our ancestors, we still have the same soul pursuit for each other! I just want to tell you that living at this moment is not fatal! After Ran Xiong finished speaking, he paused.

"Well, now, listen to me, men between the ages of eighteen and thirty stand in the first column on my right, men between the ages of thirty and forty stand in the second column, and men from the age of forty and above stand in the third column. Next, the women are also arranged in this order. Those under the age of eighteen are waiting next to them. ”

Looking at the people who were grinding, bumping around, and communicating in a low voice, Ran Xiong was not in a hurry, he waited quietly and watched quietly.

"Now everyone is lined up, and those who know medicine are standing on the right side of the first column on the right, regardless of gender, regardless of age."

Twenty or so people stood up.

"Those who know carpenters and masons stand on the right side of the first column to study medicine, whether they are men or women, regardless of age."

Sixty or seventy people stood up.

"Those who know how to make explosives, fireworks, and earthen guns stand to the right of the carpenters and masons in the first row, men and women, regardless of age."

More than a dozen people stood up.

"Those who know how to smelt and make knives stand to the right of the first column of making explosives, fireworks, and earthen guns, regardless of men and women, regardless of age."

Two dozen people stood up.