Chapter 178: Return!

The small town of Cowill.

A man in rags, with a broken hand on his left arm, and an iron bayonet. Carrying some luggage, he walked into the town with hungry steps.

His back looked bleak, his hair was long and messy, like a pile of weeds. Standing in front of an abandoned building in the town, he stopped and looked.

On his face, the beard has grown very long. He was blind in one left eye, wore a black blindfold, and had a dull eye in the other.

The clothes on his body were all picked up from dead people on the wandering road. A pair of old brown leather shoes with flat soles.

Looking at the familiar place, his eyes were full of nostalgia, and he reached out to pick up a quick drawing board on the ground. A girl is drawn on the drawing board with her name, Udis, written next to it.

With the sketchpad in hand, he continued to walk down the street. The houses on both sides of the road are deserted, overgrown with weeds, and a few scrapped cars are rusty.

On the asphalt streets, you can see waste paper and some household garbage almost everywhere. He was so hungry that he couldn't walk, and suddenly fell to the ground.

Lying on the ground, from his point of view, he saw a walking corpse walking towards him. The walking corpse had only half a face, the other half of its face was bone, and its eyes bulged outward.

His hair had been stripped bare, his scalp was half rotten, and a layer of flesh was sticking to his head. The body is as thin as wood, and there is no flesh in the legs, and the bones of the two legs are exposed.

Uh-huh!!

The walking corpse swayed and walked towards him, a scream coming out of his throat. He had given up struggling, his eyes narrowing into a line.

At the moment when he passed out, he heard a gunshot and then he didn't know anything.

Night falls.

In a house in the town, he was lying on a large bed, his clothes removed, the wound on his chest bandaged, and some bandages wrapped around his chest.

His face had also been wiped with a towel, and the stains and dirt were wiped clean, revealing his mature, very handsome face.

The weapon he had with him was placed on the bedside table, and the luggage he was carrying rested against the corner. There were no lights on in the room, only a few dim white candles.

His fingers moved, his eyes slowly opened, and with the good eye, he first looked around, then sat up with his body and hurriedly touched the weapon.

He found that he was not wearing clothes, and the knife he was carrying with him had also been taken away, and there was a smell of potion on the back of his hand, and he found that he had been coated with potion.

Looking down again, the wound left by the fall on his chest was carefully bandaged with bandages. Even a wound on his face was put with a band-aid.

He was beside the bed, and saw his clothes and a mirror. In the mirror, except for his beard, which is a little sloppy, his face is already very clean, and there is no dirt at all.

The Band-Aid is cartoonish, and he reaches out to tear it, and halfway through the tear, a girl walks into the room, and he stops and looks at her.

"Don't touch it! You're broken there. ”

The girl pointed to the Band-Aid, which he seemed to have guessed was the one she had put on herself. And her own life may have been saved by her family.

Stopping the tearing action, he actually listened to the girl's words and pasted it all over again. It had been a long time since he had met a living person, let alone heard them speak.

"Where are you from? What is your name? Why do you have so many injuries on your body, it must be very painful! Can you talk? ”

The girl wears a pink headband on her head, long blonde hair, and her little face is full of curiosity. She was very cute and wore a cartoon pajamas.

The man's expression was a little dull, and he looked at her blankly, and then touched the dagger on the table. At the same time as he picked up the dagger, another woman walked in outside the door.

The woman was holding a gun and pulling the girl over with one hand, shielding her behind her. He looked at him nervously, holding a gun to prevent him from getting close to the girl.

This woman should be the mother of this girl. She wore an off-the-shoulder vest and her long red hair tied into a single ponytail, and aimed her gun at the man.

She has a good figure, two lumps of flesh on her chest, holding the vest very high, and her skin is very white. Seeing the man get up from the bed and slowly walk towards him, he subconsciously began to retreat.

Although she was holding a gun, she seemed to be afraid of men, and her shoulders were visibly shaking. Seeing that she was a little frightened, the man put down the dagger in his hand.

Then he raised his empty hands, signaled that he had no weapons, and walked over to the girl. The woman still stands in the way of the girl, but the girl shows her body by herself, and she doesn't seem to be afraid of men.

Walking up to her, the man crouched down, pointed to the band-aid on his face, and said thank you, and the girl said a polite word and smiled sweetly at him.

in the living room.

"I'm sorry I pointed a gun at you!"

The man sat on a chair, and the woman held the girl and sat on the chair opposite him. She apologized for her rudeness just now.

The man kept staring at her, but did not speak, just looked at their mother and daughter quietly. The woman hugged the child tightly, and he kept looking at her a little uncomfortable.

"You look like you're dying! You have a lot of injuries on your body, and in order to save you, I have used all the medicines in the house on you. ”

Seeing that the man was still silent, the woman continued to speak, "I don't need your return, maybe, I just don't want to see someone die!" ”

Maybe the woman, because of the injuries on his body, maybe she didn't want to get herself into trouble.

After all, a man who is blind in one eye with an eye patch, a broken hand and an iron bayonet, who would want to have anything to do with him?

She didn't ask much, she didn't care how the man's injuries came about, and she didn't want to know. Because knowing too many things is not good for her.

"If you're willing to stay, you can stay here tonight."

The woman looked at him, thinking that he might be a mute. No matter what she said, the other party didn't speak, and she got used to it, not expecting him to respond to her.

"I'll leave tomorrow."

The man finally spoke, promising to stay, and promising to spend only one night today. Seeing that he could speak, the woman was a little surprised, and then said OK.

In order to prevent him, to think badly about herself, or to her daughter, she also gave a warning.

"Listen, after the virus method, I killed a man! With this gun in my hand, I shot the man's head and died a terrible death. ”

"You can only stay in your room, if you dare to break into my room, I will kill you!"

When the woman was talking, her eyes kept staring at him, and her eyes were very sharp. It's like telling him that I'm not joking, but I'm really going to do what I say.

The man didn't say anything this time, just nodded.

"What's your name?" The woman asked.

"Cowell." The man paused for a moment, slowly saying his name. After hearing this, the woman smiled and remembered the name of this town, which seemed to be also called Cowell.

But at a glance, this homeless man who is blind in one eye and has a broken hand will not have anything to do with this town, maybe he is just worrying about himself.

After that, the woman took the only dagger from him and held her there. He said that he would return it to him when he left tomorrow.

Cowell nodded in agreement, and the woman then walked to the kitchen and brought him some of the food she had made for dinner. Say you're definitely hungry, and if it's not tasty, eat it.

For him, the food was already the best thing. He hadn't eaten in days, his stomach was empty, and he wouldn't refuse anything he could.

Think about the time when you were wandering, grabbing food in a bowl with your dog, eating the dirty things you picked up, and drinking the rain from the sky, what you saw in front of you was undoubtedly the best!

After taking the food, Cowell took it back to the room, then locked the door of the room, and the woman returned to the bedroom with the child and locked the door as well.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Cowell didn't use a spoon, he directly grabbed a lump of food with his hands, gobbled it into his mouth, and grabbed another handful before he could swallow it.

His eating image is no different from the starving ghost as the saying goes, and even more appropriate than that. After eating for a while, perhaps choking, he put the plate down.

Picking up a glass of water on the bedside table, he took several sips before burping. Looking at himself in the mirror, he was stunned with a glass of water.

Cowell, who used to be the mayor of a town, the big hero of the town, and the power in charge, has been reduced to what he is now, which is simply embarrassing.

He looked at himself amusedly, his eyes full of exhaustion. Perhaps, he has become accustomed to his current life and has forgotten that he is the real him.

He wanted to forget the past, forget everything that had been, forget that Cowell, and start anew.

His weapons were taken away, and he felt insecure. When he had finished eating, he pulled out a long nail from the cabinet under the bed and hid it under his pillow.

At night, Cowell, who was half-asleep and half-awake, was awakened by a noise. He heard someone turning the doorknob, and the sound was very clear.

Sitting up from the bed in an instant, he put his hand under the pillow, took the nail in his hand, wore no shoes, and walked barefoot towards the door.

After a few turns, the door was locked, and the other party stopped turning, and then there was no movement outside the door. Cowell had already walked to the door, grabbing the doorknob with one hand.

Swiftly, Colwill pulled the door open. Seeing the woman in her pajamas, she was standing at her door, and made a silent gesture to tell him not to speak.

Then he turned sideways, next to Cowell's body, and slipped into his room. As soon as he entered the house, he took off his pajamas, revealing his smooth back.