Chapter 8 One Didn't Survive

Cao Ping cautiously looked at the situation on the other side, although he didn't know what they were talking about? But when the bald head gun was pointed at the child's head, the two men and women knelt in front of the bald head, a young man, who looked like the father of the child in school, and the other who looked like the mother of the child, and the two kowtowed while talking something.

In the end, the bald head let the man in it turn his back to him, and then there was another gunshot, "bang......" Half of the man's head was gone in an instant, Cao Ping was nauseous, and there was endless anger. But Cao Ping couldn't do anything, and he might only beg for mercy when he really faced that bald head. Because he had a murderous weapon in his hand - a gun.

Cao Ping continued to watch, and saw that after the bald head killed the child's father, an older man on the other side, as if he had just woken up, frantically pounced on the bald head, but was shot in the head by the bald head halfway.

Two guns, two lives of a living person, Cao Ping didn't know what kind of beast could do such a thing. Cao Ping clenched his fists angrily, but then let go, because he really couldn't do anything.

Zhang Jiuhu was very excited to explode the heads of the two of them, and his whole body trembled with excitement, and there were still two people left, and he decided to carry out the climax to the end.

He is different from others, in his concept, the winner is king, and this kind of apocalypse has begun, and he no longer has to worry about the pursuit of the international police, he can do whatever he wants. As for the rest of the survivors, he sneered, no one other than himself needs to live, because they still have to compete with themselves for food when they live, so Zhang Jiuhu's principle is, encounter-kill!

However, before killing the light, Zhang Jiuhu still wanted to push today's excitement to the highest point, so he once again pointed the gun at the little boy and yelled at the woman: "If you don't want me to kill him, you take off all your clothes." Hey hey ......"

The woman knew that she would not be spared today, but she still had a glimmer of hope, hesitated, and quickly stripped off her clothes.

Zhang Jiuhu's face flushed, and his excitement was not hidden. He let the woman lie on the bed, and Zhang Jiuhu put the iron rod on his broken leg against the neck of the child he put on the ground. A hand excitedly touching a woman's body, Zhang Jiuhu can't be humane, but every time he touches the body of a woman who will be killed by himself, he will be very excited. His eyes were full of violence, and his whole body was getting stronger and stronger, and he rubbed the woman vigorously, but at the same time, because his feet were not light, he could not control the afterburner against the child, but the boy was pressed against his neck, and wanted to scream but only opened his mouth in vain.

Zhang Jiuhu stood up excitedly, looked at the boy who had been trampled to death by himself, just smiled after a moment's stunned, and secretly said that it was easy to save trouble.

The woman trembled. I sat up weakly, trying to beg him to spare him and the child, but when I got up, I saw that my eyes were cracking, and I found that my child had a dead face, and his long tongue was pulled out of his face.

The woman collapsed at this moment, and immediately stared at Zhang Jiuhu viciously, and pounced directly on Zhang Jiuhu, heading towards her neck, at this time, the only weapon that a woman could use was teeth.

Zhang Jiuhu didn't expect her to pounce on herself so quickly, and the conditioned reflex that had saved her many times saved her again, and she rolled over and avoided the fatal wound on her neck, but her ears fell on her mouth. ......He knew that his ears must have been bitten off completely, so he hurriedly threw the crazy woman on the bed, and with a "bang......" sound, he directly shot the woman's head, and finally carefully looked at the body of the half-headed woman.

Today, Zhang Jiuhu was really excited.

"Bang ......" a heart-scratching tooth bite iron sound came, the sound was so harsh, it made people numb, Zhang Jiuhu looked down, it was actually the boy who had died, at this time his broken leg out of the iron rod was bitten by the boy, as if trying to bite down. He saw that the boy's face was already dead gray, and his eyes were very wide, and his blood-red eyes were so frighteningly red.

Zhang Jiuhu was nervous for a moment, and as soon as he did, he casually shot the boy who had turned into a little zombie in the head. In the end, he pointed a gun at the other three corpses, fearing that the other servants would also pounce on him the next moment. Looking at the other three headshot corpses, I knew that they wouldn't turn into zombies, and at this moment I thanked myself for my long-term habit of killing people and liking headshots. It seems that in the future, when the living die, they will have to make up for the head. Zhang Jiuhu didn't expect that the dead would also be resurrected.

Zhang Jiuhu did not leave immediately, but sat next to the woman's corpse, touching the corpse and slowly becoming cold and stiff. Knowing that his adrenal glands were slowly fading. The gun was wiped down for a while, reloaded and reloaded before leaving.

Cao Ping was already calm at this time. It turns out that the terrible thing in the world now is not all zombies, but also people. Without the constraints of the law, this world will no longer be the original world, this is just a world of zombies and living corpses. He is both a hunter and a prey. It is the prey of zombies and the living.