"First, there's a zombie down there that can control other zombies, and you're going to kill it for me! That zombie is easy to identify, and I have removed two arms! "The old boy of the Corpse King led the zombies to block the stairs, I can't go down, and Qin Ning can't come up to answer it, the top priority is to kill it.

The Black Skull shook its head, refusing. "What? Don't want to do it? "My mind that I had just let go of was on guard again. Could it be that there is any love between these zombies? I saw it pick up a pencil and write on the paper: I can't do it! Then I wrote another line: unapproachable, it controls my brain.

It turns out that this is the case, it seems that the Corpse King's control ability is very strong, not only can control ordinary zombies, but also control black skeletons. So he asked, "What does it feel like to be controlled?" ”

The black skull first wrote the words "dizziness and headache" on the paper, and then wrote: You must keep your distance from it. I cursed: the biggest enemy at the moment is just impossible to get rid of.

Seeing that I looked unhappy, the black skeleton hurriedly continued to write: I will do my best to protect you, but I really can't kill it. I glanced at it and nodded at it in understanding. Since it says it will do everything in its power to protect me, there's nothing to ask for. After thinking about it, he said, "I want weapons, as many weapons as I can!" The more the merrier! ”

The black skeleton nodded solemnly and wrote: I have collected a lot, and I will find an opportunity to bring it to you.

I asked, "How many weapons do you have?" ”

The black skull wrote on paper: a lot. 56, 81, 95, and then 54, 64, 92 on the next line. Apparently, the upper row is rifles, and the lower row is pistols.

"Looks like you're pretty good at guns!" I watched it write so many numbers, and I couldn't help but say.

Black Skull wrote: Served as a soldier!

I then asked, "Where did you get all these guns?" ”

The Black Skull wrote: Public Prosecutor's Office, Ministry of Armed Forces, Prisons, Government Departments.

After talking for a long time, I felt a little dizzy again, probably due to excessive blood loss. Leaning weakly on the couch, he asked, "Where are these guns?" ”

Black Skull wrote: My home. Three or four kilometers.

"Where is your son?"

Black Skull wrote: Yes.

I pinched my forehead to ease the grogginess and asked, "How old is he?" ”

13 years old, in the first year of junior high school.

"Is he the only one?"

The Black Skull nodded, and then wrote: I've been out for a long time, I need to go back and take a look, and I'll bring you a gun back.

I nodded and said, "Okay, I want 95, bring as many bullets as you can, and more pistol bullets!" Be careful, don't get it wrong! "Actually, in terms of appearance, I prefer the Type 56 assault rifle, but the 95 rifle is more advanced and lightweight, and can carry more bullets under the same conditions.

The black skeleton nodded, using his hands and feet, and crawled towards the door. When he arrived at the door, he first leaned on the cat's eye and looked out, opened the door and flashed out.

I lay on the couch and said weakly, "Find me something to eat!" ”

The black skull flashed out. I thought about it, a little uneasy, I held on to the sofa and tried to stand up, took two steps to try, fuck, I was scarred all over my body, and it hurt everywhere, especially in my waist.

Hold on to the wall step by step to move to the door, open the security door a gap, and peep out. It's a pawn shop, and it's stocked with some valuables, so it's a little more secure than the other floors. There was an iron fence gate in the hallway, and several zombies gathered outside the fence gate, trying to get inside. I said why are there no zombies at the door, it turns out that they are blocked there!

The Black Skull walked over and stabbed the zombies gathered outside through the fence. Then he took the key out of his pocket, opened the door and went out, turned around and locked the door, and disappeared into the stairs. I sneered in my heart, this old boy, he didn't give me a key if he had a key, maybe he was afraid that I would sneak away! What if you don't give it, I have learned the lockpicking technique from Xiao Lin, and such a lock will not be difficult for me at all.

Close the security door, return to the sofa, and think of sending a message to Xiao Lin and Qin Ning, but when I touched my pocket, it was broken, and the walkie-talkie was gone. Only then did I remember that when I was about to make a last fight with the zombies just now, I was casually put aside after sending a letter to Xiao Lin. I forgot to bring it with me when I left.

Thinking that my last message was goodbye, they would definitely try to contact me, and if they couldn't, they would think I was dead and not know how they would react. Qin Ning must feel that he could not complete the task, and he would be very anxious. What about Xiao Lin? What does she think when she receives the message? Will you be sad and cry, or will you turn around and walk away?

Forget it, it's useless to think about it now. Anyway, the black skeleton will be back in a little while, and I'll let it pick up the walkie-talkie for me.

Counting weapons: two table knives, three pistols, twelve magazines! The two new 92 pistols were not well maintained and covered in dust, so I opened the first aid kit and took some bandages out of it to wipe them down. Gradually, I began to feel dizzy again, and the wound on my waist was bleeding too much. Lying on the sofa, my body was heavy as if it was filled with lead, and I was so tired that I just wanted to close my eyes and sleep.

Now that we're under siege, it's not time to sleep. I endured the tiredness and tried to stay awake, but after all, the physical exertion was too great, and my eyelids became heavier, and finally I fell asleep unconsciously.

By the time I got up again, it was already getting dark. That old black man didn't come back! Walking to the door with a gun, he looked out through the cat's eye, but he didn't see any zombies outside. So he quietly opened the door, stuck his head out and looked, but there was nothing. Retracted his head and thought: This old black man, the efficiency is too poor, it has been several hours, and he has not come back. The Black Skull moves so fast, but it makes Lao Tzu wait so long!