acT152: Farewell

"Ah Jin!" Fang Fei exclaimed, and hurriedly stepped forward to turn over the person on the ground, and sure enough, the person who was carried up by Wu Wentao from below was Jin Bo.

Wu Wentao clutched his chest and coughed for a while, glanced at the few people who were also embarrassed, and said casually: "I can't die, it's a hard bone." ”

"You... How are you? Luo Yu breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what, everything they should have found was finally found, the signs of the collapse of the waiting hall were becoming more and more obvious, and it was time for them to retreat.

"It's okay, I can't die." Wu Wentao shook his head and asked, "What about the kid surnamed Song, dead?" ”

"Nope." Luo Yu replied, called a young helper, and ran to the waiting room to set up Song wine.

Wu Wentao followed behind and looked at Liu Yan, who was cut in two, and a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes.

"What is he going to do?" Luo Yu is also in a hurry to go to the doctor at the moment, Wu Wentao himself is a living corpse, he should always know some characteristics of living corpses better than her, and Liu Yan was originally Wu Wentao's subordinate, I hope he can remember the old love and not abandon it.

Wu Wentao squatted down with his eyebrows twisted, and shook his hand in front of Liu Yan's eyes, the latter's eyes became a little dull, but his eyes still followed Wu Wentao's movements, and a miserable smile appeared on his face.

"He can't do it." Wu Wentao sighed, groped in his arms for a long time, took out a pack of squeezed and deformed cigarette boxes, took out a broken cigarette from it, pinched off the filter and lit it, and stuffed it into Liu Yan's slightly open and closed mouth.

Luo Yu's heart hurt, since Wu Wentao said so, he must be powerless. Wu Wentao understood the glimmer of expectation in Luo Yu's heart, shook his head helplessly, and said: "The living corpse is not as defiant as you imagined, after all, it is a **mortal fetus, and the effect of the drug is also limited...... He was too badly wounded. ”

"Let's go." Fang Fei and a young man carried the unconscious Jin Bo, and when they looked at the several corpses lying side by side, they all had a sad mood of rabbit death and fox death.

No one can guarantee that they will not be the next to lie down.

"Liu Yan, let's go." Luo Yu couldn't hold back the grief in his heart after all, tears burst out of his eyes, in just two days, his partners fell one by one, if it was a head-on battle to the death, it would be easy to say, but what is this?

Liu Yan's reaction was much slower, he looked as if he had just woken up, his expression was ignorant, he took a hard puff of cigarette, smiled at Luo Yu, moved his mouth, and waved his hand gently.

Luo Yu understood, and Liu Yan said, "Take care." Several people were ready, but they saw Wu Wentao take out a dagger from the side of his boots, squatted in front of Liu Yan and said: "Work together, I don't want you to die and still be alive, brother, I'll give you a ride." Liu Yan smiled when he heard this, his stiff expression relaxed, nodded, and spewed out the last puff of green smoke in his life.

'Poof' sharp weapon entered the body, and the green smoke drifted away. Wu Wentao wiped the blood on the dagger, glanced at Xiao Wei and Lin Daochang, and then handed the dagger to Luo Yu, the meaning was very clear, let Luo Yu do it himself.

The two young men helped to support Song Jiu, Luo Yu wiped away his tears, his expression returned to coldness, he took a deep breath, picked up the dagger and walked over.

…… The night is clear, and the moon is like snow. Outside the station square, the scene was still desolate, with walking corpses roaming around the overturned bus, crouching beside the bus and chewing on the bodies of their fallen comrades.

Knowing that Lu Qian, Ming Junwei and others were still hiding in the shop over there, Wu Wentao didn't say much, and ordered the young man with the wounded on his back to retreat, pick up the rifle that had not had time to fire from beginning to end, and pull the trigger on the walking corpses who were feasting on it.

At this point, there was no need to worry about the sound of gunfire, the scattered walking corpses were accurately named from a distance, the crunchy and withered heads looked like deteriorated shaqima, the bullets spun through quickly, the plasma exploded, and the body fell to the ground.

Luo Yu and the others hurriedly ran across the corner of the street, knocked on the roller shutter, and revealed their identities, and the young people waiting inside unarmed and lifted the fixed gate.

Looking at it through the faint moonlight, Lu Qian sat on the ground, her eyes were red and swollen, and Ming Junwei next to her was still lying down, if it weren't for the half of the cigarette in his mouth, he would look like a dead man.

Lu Qian glanced at the few people at the door, looked at the number of people, smiled miserably, and said in a low voice, "Yaoyao hasn't come back yet." ”

"Why don't you go back?" Wu Wentao didn't know that the roundabout was also attacked, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the wounded gathered here.

"Where?" Lucy tugged at the corners of her mouth, and her voice was low: "The roundabout is gone." ”

"You guys wait here, I'll pick up Song Yao." Luo Yu put down Song Jiu and looked at the time, nearly half an hour had passed since the explosion, although the speed of the walking corpses was slow, but the number was huge, there were already scattered walking corpses here, and if it was delayed, it would be impossible to leave.

"How is he?" Wu Wentao glanced at Ming Junwei on the ground, and his brows furrowed. Lu Qian shook her head weakly, and the rest of the people also looked sad, they all heard the conversation between Ming Junwei and Lu Qian just now, and they couldn't comment on anything, that was his last choice.

"The walking corpse is coming." Fang Fei reminded, and everyone followed the sound, the long street facing the train station was already black and overwhelming, and it was impossible to go to the roundabout from here.

"Let's go." Wu Wentao immediately made a decision, and the young man who was in good health picked up a few wounded people on his back and was about to help Ming Junwei, but the latter raised his hand and refused.

"Let's go, let me stay by myself for a while." Ming Junwei coughed a few times, reached out and picked up the wine jug placed next to his head, and took two sips.

Wu Wentao's frowning brows stretched, with a bit of teasing, and said, "Not leaving?" ”

"I'm not leaving." Ming Junwei grinned, asked Lu Qian to help him take off the blindfold on his face, endured the growing pain in his chest, and said, "Help me bring the door." ”

"Brother Ming..." Lu Qian couldn't cry anymore, holding those big rough hands for a long time and refusing to let go.

"Don't cry." Ming Junwei sighed softly and said, "If you can still come back, send me to the Garden of Mercy, if you can't come back...... That's it. Fang Fei and the others were a little moved, when they were far away on the island, Jin Bo would always tell the story of fighting with these people all the way when he was drunk, over and over again, and never tired of it.

Love the house and Wu, Jin Bo's subordinates have a good impression of Ming Junwei and his gang, but unfortunately they have to be separated by yin and yang before they have time to drink and talk.

"Listen to him." Wu Wentao's heart swelled with strange emotions, these mercenaries who licked blood from the knife edge, bloodshed is a common thing, tears are rare, the iron-blooded journey over the years has already tempered an iron-hearted heart, and he knows the disadvantages of being too emotional, so he is instinctively a little tired of this kind of scene.

But on the other hand, Wu Wentao found that he was also a little concerned, I don't know what the reason is, maybe he has been away from Kenny for too long, maybe Lao Tian always let him show his humanity, and over time, the hard shell of the rock-solid heart will inevitably peel off, revealing a little bit of the softness that belongs to human beings.

Calmly accepting death and cowardly giving up life are two different things, for Ming Junwei's persistence, Wu Wentao can understand that if he falls into such a field one day, he will definitely not risk more lives to survive.

The young man who looked at the wind reminded again, moved and moved, but it was indeed urgent, and there was no need to say goodbye if he stayed any longer, and he went directly to Lude together.

It was also a coincidence, just as Lu Qian gritted her teeth and was about to leave, Song Yao and Yu An arrived. The two girls were covered in blood, running wildly in front of the corpses, the scene was simply terrifying, and the corpses behind them almost had to probe the corners of the clothes of the two, and at every dangerous moment, the blades in the hands of the two women could always be waved indiscriminately, buying themselves a little more time.

Corpses, streets, a few hundred meters away, a few minutes away. Song Yao and Yu An arrived in rough clothes, and before they had time to talk much, Lu Qian took Song Yao's hand and walked in, saying a final goodbye to Ming Junwei, who had been walking through the wind and rain all the way.

Song Yao was still in a state of ignorance, and Ming Junwei hadn't woken up when he left, but why did he come back suddenly...... The gunfire started again, Wu Wentao and Luo Yu stood at the corner of the street, the guns in their hands were spewing fire wildly, and the yellow and clear bullet shells jumped out of the magazine and fell to the ground with a clang, crisp and pleasant.

Even if time is pressing, even if she is playing with fire, she must leave a little time for Song Yao to say a few more words to Ming Junwei.

Seven or eight people, seven or eight guns, in the face of the surging tide of walking corpses, it is just a drop in the bucket. The swarming walking corpses in the front row collided head-on with a dense waterfall of bullets, plasma sprayed, people on their backs, and the momentum only stopped for a moment, and the following walking corpses stepped over the stumps of their companions, bravely moving forward, and continued to move forward.

Luo Yu, Wu Wentao, Fang Fei and those young men painted with oil paint, men and women, stood straight, as if they had roots under their feet, although the corpses were getting closer and closer, they still did not move, the muzzle fire pierced people's eyes, scattered bullet casings spread all over the ground, and the corpses were ploughed out of a deep flesh and blood ravine by the bullet frenzy in the center.

The fire is dancing behind him, the corpses are dancing in front of him, a street, life and death are saying goodbye, life and death are talking, in the most direct way.

Soon, everyone ran out of ammunition, and the corpses were still twenty meters away, and their hideous faces could already be clearly seen, and the manic roars were higher and higher, and the night wind carried the dilapidated rancid stench in their faces.

I can't stand it...... Luo Yu threw away the rifle, lifted the hem of his clothes with both hands, flipped his wrists, and held two blades of sharp hacksaws that shimmered with a blue glow in his hands, his eyes tightened, his delicate face did not fluctuate at all, and his eyes were as sharp as the edge of the blade.

After a brief pause, several dazzling fires shone across the crossroads. Luo Yu and the others followed the sound, and left Ying Doudou with Song Yao earlier and returned, rushing from the street, a man and a woman, with flashing gunfire.

The mantis arm is a car, and it doesn't help. 'Bang! Just when Luo Yu was determined to kill, the roller shutter on his side fell violently, and Song Yao and Lu Qian appeared outside the door, slammed the gate shut, and put the key into their pockets.

Song Yao's eyes were red, tears were still there, and there was a deep sadness and resoluteness in her eyes, Lu Qian was the same, her eyes were red and swollen, and her long hair was messy in the night wind.

Carrying Song Jiu and Jin Bo, the people who were almost about to face the corpses suddenly turned around, followed the second daughter quickly, and ran away in the direction that the fire could not shine.

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