This iron basin and mop were not lost by the grumpy Guo Rong, nor did they do it by Wang Wu, who killed zombies in a perverted way, but by the timid and fearful Lu Yang. He only glanced at the miserable situation in the house, then ran to the balcony to vomit, and then saw Wu Jinming's almost crazy accusation, and in a fit of anger, he picked up the things on the balcony and smashed them.

Wu Jinming was disheartened at this time, and the wound on his palm was no longer bleeding, which showed that the blood in his body was clotting, which was a sign of becoming a zombie, and it would not be long before he would spit black blood in his mouth and then lose consciousness. Lu Yang's mouth was full of swear words, and he was tired after scolding for a while, Wu Jinming's eyes were full of resentment, like a very evil ghost.

"It's not a good place to stay for long, let's go." Lao Wang reminded that Wu Jinming was bitten by zombies, and the ghost knows how long it will take to be transformed. Zhang Zhao nodded, although he couldn't wait to get rid of Wu Jinming with one knife now, but at least he was still a person now, and he really couldn't do it.

Wu Jinming did not react violently, but watched them go downstairs indifferently, and then sat on the ground alone to hide his face and cry bitterly.

Wu Chengcheng's death is sad for everyone, although for this village, they are just a group of passers-by. Guo Rong actually wanted to slash Wu Jinming with a knife at that time, such a heartbroken person deserved to die in his eyes like a rotten orange.

"Damn it! This old man is damned. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Guo Rong was about to turn around and go back while holding the handle of the knife. Zhang Zhao grabbed him and persuaded: "Pot, he deserves to die, he will die, but it's not us who kill him." "For Wu Jinming, being infected with the zombie virus and then becoming a zombie is the best punishment for him.

Guo Rong tilted his head and said, "Isn't this too cheap for him?" Although Guo Rong has an impulsive personality and is usually very aggressive, Zhang Zhao doesn't want to, and he is not sure that he will really have the courage to kill. After all, both the wicked and the good are their own kind.

Zhang Zhao patted him on the shoulder and said, "I know you're angry, I'm also angry, Wu Jinming has lost the only morality of being a man, but we can't." We'll just let him fend for himself. He greeted Lu Yang, who was also aggrieved, "Let's go back first, if you really find it difficult to understand the hatred in your heart, he will definitely become a zombie tomorrow morning, and then we will deal with him." ”

Lao Wang also persuaded: "Yes, this guy is hateful, but it is also pitiful, let's do it again tomorrow." ”

After thinking about it again, Guo Rong and Lu Yang's mood calmed down a little, and the group returned to the house where they were staying, found a relatively comfortable place, and prepared to sleep.

In the homes of most people in rural areas, the grooming area is connected to the kitchen, because there is a stove, which can boil some hot water. The place is dirty, not because people go to the empty building and leave a house full of dust, but it is a feeling. What happened today made Zhang Zhao feel that human nature was dirty.

He brought a basin of hot water, washed his face, wiped his body, and sat down on the small bench, thinking about the situation. Wu Jinming's eyes were full of resentment, and the previous enthusiasm and simplicity were simply two extremes. When I think of the young man I met in the eighteenth middle school before, when people are at the end of the road, they can really do anything. If you want to ask Zhang Zhao what he thought in his heart at that time, he was also very angry and wanted to cut Wu Jinming with a knife. However, he did not do so. It's not cowardice, it's an attitude of preserving oneself in the last days. Because Wu Jinming did not cause any harm to themselves, if Wu Jinming had a weapon in his hand and attacked himself, Zhang Zhao felt that he would not hesitate to swing the knife in his hand.

Zhang Zhao thought about it, and suddenly felt a strange smell in the air, and then saw a flickering light through the gap in the eaves. Like beans that fell into a hot pot, Zhang Zhao jumped up from the stool and shouted: "Oh no, someone set fire to the house." ”

Tonight, everyone's mood was relatively heavy, and at this point they were still thinking about their own thoughts, so they didn't fall asleep, and the wine quickly reacted. When Zhang Zhao rushed out of the kitchen, he happened to meet a few people who came downstairs.

From the time Zhang Zhao found out that someone had set the fire to running out of the kitchen, it was only a short moment, and the smell of smoke in the house became stronger and stronger. Wang's father and son were sleeping downstairs, and almost at the same time as Zhang Zhao found the fire, Lao Wang hurriedly said: "It seems that Wu Jinming has taken revenge on us, this old guy still has this thought." ”

Lu Yang went to pull the door, but after pulling it a few times, his whole face turned red: "The door is locked, what should I do?" We're going to die here. ”

What people didn't expect was that Wu Jinming would take such a retaliatory measure, the heart of harming people is indispensable, and the heart of defending people is indispensable. Any negligence in the last days can lead to the loss of your life.

There were bustling voices outside the house, some exclaiming, some scolding, and some cursing, it seemed that Wu Jinming did not come alone, but encouraged the rest of the village. The people in the house clearly heard Wu Jinming shouting outside: "Burn them, they killed Mao Mao and Cheng Cheng, and they wanted to kill me." There was no sadness in his voice, but it was full of anger.

"I didn't expect these brutes to be so ruthless." Aunt Wei cried slightly.

"I said I couldn't trust these outsiders, and I killed them."

"Burn these bastards!"

"Give me the gun!" Donna looked angry, when Wu Jinming killed Wu Chengcheng, she didn't show as much anger as she is now. She took the shotgun from Guo Rong's hand, walked to the front, and fired three shots at the position of the door lock: "Rush out!" ”

The wound on Wu Jinming's palm had lost its pain, and the red blood stains had turned black, and he deliberately wore a long sleeve and hid his palm in the sleeve. The whole person was dazed, his mouth was so thirsty that he didn't even have any saliva, and he drank a lot of water before going out, but it didn't help. Is this a symptom of turning into a zombie? It turned out to be so difficult.

With the last bit of strength, Wu Jinming worked harder to encourage these men and women, and he succeeded, and the survivors in the village had angry expressions on their faces, kept cursing, and kept throwing flammable things outside the house. Wu Jinming is very afraid of death, and even more afraid of becoming zombies, but before that, he wants to let this group of outsiders also die, because they killed their beloved grandson Wu Maomao. If it weren't for them, none of this would have happened.

When gunshots erupted in the house, everyone outside the house was startled. Wu Jinming raised his eyebrows: "Oh no, they're going to run out, hurry up and block them." ”

The others were all flustered, and just as they were about to go to the door with hoes and firewood knives in their hands, they saw several people jumping out of the fire.

"You want to die, don't you?" Guo Rong waved his sword and pointed at one of the young men who was about to rush up with a hoe and retreat.

This group of outsiders looked fierce and vicious, and in addition to knives in their hands, they even had guns. How could ordinary people have seen real guns, some people are afraid, and some people suspect that the other party is just pretending.

A few timid people were intimidated by Guo Rong's angry momentum and quietly hid behind the others. Wang Wu stood there with a black face, holding the chop in his hand, if someone dared to step forward, it was estimated that he would not hesitate to cut over.

When Wu Jinming rushed out, his heart was cold a lot, and when he saw that the people in the village were so frightened that they didn't dare to step forward, he almost burst out with a mouthful of blood. He pulled his throat and made a low and hoarse voice: "Don't be afraid, their guns are fake, there are many of us, we have to avenge Mao Mao and Chengcheng!" ”

The survivors in the village, in addition to those who ran away and died, there are always thirty or forty people, although most of them are uncles and aunts, but they are not without combat effectiveness. Everyone looked at each other, some people whispered, and I don't know who shouted: "The village chief is right, where did ordinary people get guns?" Where did the guns come from in the country? These people are there to scare us. ”

"Yes, it's also M4A1, I've seen this gun in the game, and the most in their hands is a high imitation, don't be afraid."

Such a confrontation scene, Guo Rong doesn't know how many times he has seen it in the TV series, Wu Jinming killed Wu Chengcheng in order to eat people for Wu Maomao, and now he actually beat a rake, the wicked person sued first, he pulled out the pistol in the fast holster, and said coldly: "Wu Jinming, you have such a good means, your family Maomao has already become a zombie, you raised him at home, and tricked Wu Chengcheng into biting Wu Maomao, and now you blame us?" “

"yes, you old fellow, are you human? Wu Chengcheng's stomach has been eaten clean by your grandson. Although Lu Yang was very afraid of conflict, he still mustered up the courage to say when he thought of Wu Chengcheng's tragic situation.

"What? Maomao has become a zombie, eat Chengcheng? ”

"Is this true? Chief? Someone questioned.

"No wonder I haven't seen Maomao in a long time."

Some people in the crowd questioned that Wu Jinming's face twitched one after another, and if he couldn't fool him, these villagers would soon turn back. Wu Jinming raised his hand, pointed at Zhang Zhaoqi and said: "You are talking nonsense, our family Maomao is just frightened, not what you said, not to mention, I have always been good to Chengcheng, why should I harm him?" Don't listen to him rush to take revenge! ”

"Yes, Mao Mao and Cheng Cheng are good friends, and the village chief has always been good to him, how can he harm him?"

Seeing the villagers' capricious stance, Donna whispered, "We can't delay any longer. ”

"Okay, Wu Jinming, then you take out your right hand into your sleeve, Wu Maomao, who turned into a zombie, bit you, and you show that wound!"

"Yes, you show the wound!" Lu Yang also agreed.

Only then did everyone notice that Wu Jinming's right hand was indeed hidden in his sleeve, not because his clothes were too big, but deliberately. Wu Jinming lowered his head and laughed darkly, "Do you really think you can hurt me like this?" You killed Mao Mao and Cheng Cheng, and you want to kill me, if I hadn't run fast, I would have died, hehe. ”

When Wu Jinming took his hand out of his sleeve, everyone present looked stupid, including Zhang Zhao. "I'm going to it, this old guy is so ruthless!" Guo Rong exclaimed.

I saw Wu Jinming slowly stretch out a hand from his sleeve, to be exact, only a wrist, no arm. The palm of his hand was actually cut off at the wrist, and the wound was deliberately burned with fire to prevent blood from flowing out and revealing the filling. When he showed his hand, the villagers believed him completely, and their opinions immediately fell to one side.

"These brutes are so ruthless."

"I think they're going to kill our entire village, right?"

"Don't be afraid, everyone!"

The villagers were agitated again, and some people slowly surrounded them with firewood knives. Guo Rong handed out the war knife and made a stabbing motion: "Which of you dares to come up and try!" ”

The young man with the firewood knife returned to the front of the crowd and waved the firewood knife in his hand, "There are many of us, what are you afraid of?" Do you have the ability to shoot? How many fake guns are there to scare people? The villagers suddenly felt that their aura had increased a little, and the people behind them also surrounded one after another.

The young man was beaming with pride, and suddenly the fierce expression on his face froze, and then his facial features were about to be twisted together, and then there was a look of pain on his face, he looked down at his thighs, which were gurgling blood. "Ahh Yes! The young man threw away the knife and fell to the ground holding his thigh.

Everyone was stunned at this moment, obviously it was still aggressive just now, how could it be like this in a second or two. Lao Wang raised the rifle in his hand and glanced at everyone coldly: "You think this is a fake gun?" Old man, I was a soldier when I was young, I fought in the Vietnam War, I killed people! ”

Now it was completely still, everyone stayed in place, without a single movement, as if the whole scene had been frozen. Everyone was afraid that if they acted rashly, they would be shot like a young man with a firewood knife. Only the young man with the firewood knife was screaming in pain on the ground, but no one rushed forward to help him.

Wu Haiqiang is an old man in his sixties, who usually likes to play cards, and was a follower of the village chief Wu Jinming when he was young. He saw the gun fired by the old man of the other party with his own eyes, but he didn't expect that the other party was a real guy in his hand. Originally, as long as the villagers surrounded each other and beat each other severely, even if their side could not win completely, at least the final victory would belong to them. But the current situation is just the opposite, except for the young man with the chai knife, the rest of the people don't even dare to breathe.

"Village Chief, what should I do now? The other party has a real gun in his hand. Wu Haiqiang asked, seeing that Wu Jinming didn't answer, he asked again: "Village chief, what should I do?" It seems that they can't fight tonight, why don't you do this first, and then find a way to take revenge later? Chief? ”

Wu Haiqiang called a few times, but the other party did not respond to him. Could it be that the village chief is also scared stupid? Besides, the world is so big, even if you want to take revenge in the future, it is estimated that you will not be able to take revenge. He felt strange, because it was night, dozens of torches were used to illuminate the village road, the evening breeze was blowing, the firelight was swaying, and Wu Jinming's expression could not be seen clearly.

Wu Haiqiang turned around, only to see Wu Jinming lowering his head, his body swaying slightly from side to side, and he called again. Suddenly, Wu Jinming raised his head violently, black blood was bubbling in his mouth, his mouth was open as if he was chewing something, his eyes were white, and they were particularly eye-catching in the dark night. Of course Wu Haiqiang knew what this reality was, and that night, it was such a monster that almost washed the entire village in blood.

"Ahh Zombies! ”