ACT24: Xian An Nei Xin Mengfan led the rest of the people to follow behind Song Jiu, and glanced at the sound when he heard the sound, and then was shocked: "Ninth brother." Song Jiu turned around again, his face already flushed with anger.

Why wasn't it so awesome when you were stuffed underground by a living corpse? As soon as Lao Tzu released you, you can't wait to prove yourself?

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"Look at her, don't let her scream any more." Song Jiu pushed Xu Aifei in his hand to the acne girl, pulled out the boning knife from the back waist with his backhand, and walked straight to the three people who were scuffling together.

Xu Aifei saw that he had taken the murder weapon, and was about to stop it, but the acne girl on the side hurriedly covered her mouth again, and whispered in her ear to remind: "Don't mess with this thing." "Not to mention, heroes need to have two brushes to save beauty, Ah Hai and the others began to be caught off guard and eaten, and they were angry in their hearts, but they didn't go to the guys, but who expected their gentlemanly demeanor to become indifferent men.

This guy also went violently, ripped off the vest on his body, revealing a strong tendon meat, punched left and right, and hammered the two young men who got up to the ground with a pant of breath.

Seeing Song Jiu coming with a knife, the indifferent man did not have a trace of fear, but took two steps forward and said proudly: "Let go of Effie, otherwise I will be unkind to you." After speaking, a whip leg was thrown at Ah Hai, who drew a knife and got up, and the powerful calf fell heavily on Ah Hai's door, and Ah Hai, who wanted to sneak attack, didn't expect this guy to be so alert, and when he found that something was wrong, he couldn't dodge, and he ate a leg on his face, and flew out two meters away with a muffled snort.

Song Jiu's pupils dilated and shrunk, and the arm holding the boning knife burst into green tendons, your mother, give you face.

"Ninety-nine be careful with the gun!" Xin Mengfan, who had been observing the corner tower, suddenly screamed. Song Jiu had already raised the boning knife, and when he heard the alarm, he instinctively lowered his body and rolled on the spot with a donkey, and as soon as he rolled to the side, the gunshots suddenly rang out, and a cloud of smoke and dust rose from the place where he had just stood.

Before Song Jiu stood up, a sound of wind came straight above his head, and when he looked at it by mistake, the indifferent man didn't dodge the cold gun, and took advantage of Song Jiu's avoidance to make up for a whip leg.

Just now, Ah Hai was hit by Song Jiu, but he could see it clearly, Ah Hai, who was recruited, was still lying down and didn't get up at this time, it is estimated that this guy is also a practitioner, and he will be kicked on the top of his head, and he can't run a concussion.

Song was extremely angry, and he didn't dodge or dodge and directly hugged the attacking whip leg, and his half-squatting body flipped an extremely ugly heel along the force of the kick.

Although the posture is not beautiful, the effect is very good, the indifferent man who was twisted leaned forward, seeing that it was a big split, but he didn't panic, and the foot that stepped on the ground actually jumped up, and the volley was a big whip leg!

There is no way to dodge this time, Song Jiu itself has no martial arts foundation, the fighting routine is purely a hooligan mode, the first time to dodge is to be quick, and the second time has to resist.

A second before the iron leg hit the skull, Song Jiu let go of the hand holding the leg to protect the side face, and regardless of whether he could resist it or not, the boning knife in the other hand was straight and straight.

Two screams, two muffled sounds. Song Jiu was whipped by a whip and the dog gnawed on the mud, and threw himself into the grass on his back; The indifferent man fell to the ground and covered his blood-soaked thigh.

A second gunshot followed, slicing off a bunch of milky white wildflowers and nailing them into the wet ground. From Xin Mengfan's reminder to the scene, both fell to the ground, less than half a minute, and the onlookers only saw the two people who were about to fight twist together and turn over their heads, and then they were disrupted by the gunfire on the wall.

Even if the guards are blind, they can't see a group of people in the grass, the warehouse is not close to the people, and a bunch of people come out of the cold and don't say hello, it's not a good thing, the guards are still dutiful, and they didn't hesitate to give the most direct warning.

After two shots, the crowd dispersed, and the two people who had just fought together stood up, one glaring at each other and the other looking at the corner tower.

Song Jiu ignored the indifferent man covering his thighs, waved his hands towards the corner tower, and hurriedly turned his head to urge everyone to leave while the guards were stunned.

The walking corpses did not fire any guns in the siege of the city, but at this moment they opened fire, and there is no need to think about it, the square where the militia gathered must have exploded.

"It's not over." The indifferent man covered his thighs, glared at Song Jiu fiercely, and limped out with Xu Aifei's support.

Song Jiu was one head and two big, and he didn't bother to take care of the indifferent man at all, shook the blood beads on the blade, and watched the wall guard ring the bell on the corner tower, and if he wanted to stop it, he couldn't stop it, so he had to let him move, turn around and run wildly.

…… A group of people were placed in the pigsty shack by Song Jiu first, without much explanation, only told not to run around, wait for him to come back, and then hurriedly returned to the main square with the acne girl.

Sure enough, the square was in chaos, and the quiet crowd before leaving was boiling, shouting something, and the cook Jia who stood tall on top of the sculpture had a cold face and didn't say a word.

Seeing the two Song Liquor coming from the cafeteria, Cook Niangjia's face changed, and she jumped down with one hand and went straight to the two.

"What's going on?" Before they met, Chef Niangjia's question came first.

"It's okay, I was discovered by the Corner Tower guards." Song Jiu roughly explained the course of the matter and asked, "What about you?" The living corpses in the warehouse are all cleaned up, and if you let the corner tower stop first, the walking corpses are going crazy. ”

"I'm going crazy too." Cook Jia glanced at him and pointed to the boiling crowd: "Come on, I can't hold it down." ”

"Aren't you the eldest sister?" Song Jiu was surprised.

"I'm just a canteen cook." Chef Jia stood with her hands tied, stood with the acne girl, tilted her head and asked, "Are there any casualties?" ”

"No... Uh, too. Chef Jia frowned and wondered, "Is Effie okay?" ”

"She's fine, but her boyfriend was killed by Song wine......" The acne girl swallowed her saliva and said it upside down

The matter of the "surprise attack on the warehouse", she hasn't thought about it yet, things seem to be going well, but she always feels that something is not right.

"How so?" Cook Niangjia was also puzzled, every day she personally delivered food to the warehouse, and she knew the few people locked up inside, how did a few prisoners and men deal with all the living corpse guards before Song Jiu and them arrived?

Doubts are doubts, but I didn't take it too seriously, looking at Song Jiu gritted his teeth and squeezed into the crowd, Chef Niangjia recovered her iceberg face, hugged her arms and prepared to watch the play.

The militia was very cowardly in the face of the walking dead, but in the camp they were all angry bullfighting men. Scar-faced bald, prickly man, Xiao Zhu, these people can suppress them, and Chef Niangjia can command these people, so everything was smooth before, but in the blink of an eye, the three patrol captains died and two disappeared, skipping the middle ring, Chef Niangjia is really not so easy to speak.

It is true that these militia survivors have no ill will towards Cook Niangjia, after all, the delicious meals are made by her, and she usually cares about women and children, and both men and women have some respect for her.

But that's limited to the chef's

The identity of "housekeeper", if it is from the cook

The "head of housekeeping" jumped up

"Commander-in-chief of the three armies", then these people will not do it. The world is sinister, the order has collapsed, and there may be many cowards who can survive so far, but there are absolutely no fools.

The news that Scarface was killed by Chef Niangjia has spread, and there are many versions of the reason, but the tone is still towards Chef Niangjia.

Scarface is strict under the rule of baldness, and he is not an iron-blooded tough guy, only because he has a gun in his hand, so he has been stabilizing everyone.

Now that he is dead, the dark cloud of violence and bald heads that clung to everyone's hearts has dissipated, what else do they have to fear?

Although there is currently a swarm of walking corpses outside the door, it still does not affect the militia's desire to seize power. That's right, seize power.

Like Song Jiu, everyone knows the superiority of this riverbank fortress, and in the same way, everyone wants to be the top spot in this camp.

They didn't know that there was a living corpse in it, so the battle was extremely fierce. Even if death outside the door is approaching, they will have to live the addiction of more than 10,000 people before they die.

Is it ridiculous? Not. Song Jiu looked at this group of people coldly, and silently labeled each of them as suitable.

Those who shouted the most were the most humble in the past, they had to nod their heads when they met people like thorny men, and when they encountered walking corpses that ran faster than rabbits, Cook Niangjia explained something and worked harder than anyone else.

It's not that they are pure-hearted and hard-working, but because people with scarred faces and prickly heads are not easy to mess with, and they are typical of bullying the weak and afraid of the hard; Those who dodge their eyes and look left and right are basically wall-riding factions, and they should not be the first birds, but they will secretly harbor ghosts and touch their little Jiujiu; As for those who don't say a word, their minds are still bright, at least for the time being, they can distinguish which is more important than the other, once the walking corpse breaks the door, they don't know how to die, fight for a fart.

Song Jiu estimated that there should be a few living corpses in the group of people who didn't speak, but they couldn't see it just by looking at it, and now was not the time to catch moles.

Song Jiu snatched the shotgun from the hand of one of the men who shouted the most fiercely in the first row, climbed onto the group of sculptures that were out of place in the current environment, dragged the sleeve to load the bullet, and threw a ball of fire towards the ground.

"Bang!" The earth-made shotgun was extremely lethal at close range, and Song Jiu fired a shot at his feet, and the flying shrapnel flew into the first row of the crowd, causing a ghost to cry wolf.

Song Jiu raised the muzzle of the black hole hole and pointed it at the crowd, and when the noise was a little weaker, he scolded angrily: "Shut the fuck!" The crowd was in an uproar, looking at this unfamiliar face, you look at me and I look at you, all of them are at a loss; A few of them also held guns in their hands, and when they saw this, they raised the muzzle of the gun slightly, and their fingers silently pulled the trigger.

"Who is this?"

"I haven't seen it."

“……”

"Listen! The door is now crowded with walking corpses! I'm going to open the door now, let's hack them to death!" Whoever is alive tomorrow morning will be the boss of the camp! Good no good!! Song Jiu's impassioned declaration did not get any response, but the crowd that was talking suddenly quieted down, vaguely such as

Words like "stupid" float quietly.

"Bad?" Song Jiu took a mouthful of spit, condescendingly failed to control it, and accidentally spit on the face of a militiaman.

Song Jiu couldn't help but snort coldly, pointing at the silent crowd and scolding: "Then you guys are yelling j8 one by one? Look at what Sister Jia has become! Which one is going to be elected? Come out! The crowd looked at each other, and slowly cleared a circle, and there was a lonely neckless man standing in it.

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