Chapter 4: Murder

In the past, Zhang Lang never knew how dark the back side of human nature was.

Just listen to others, the world is cold, and it can't be cold to human nature, but it's not cold to people's hearts!

Zhang Lang watched quietly.

The young man who had killed the two companions roared excitedly, stepped past the bodies of his companions and the middle-aged couple, and ran back and forth from the supermarket several times with an excited face, bringing out two boxes of mineral water and a large bag of food and putting them in the commercial vehicle.

Later, the young man seemed to be very dissatisfied, and rummaged in the supermarket for a long time, and finally walked out of it with a look of chagrin, came to the front of the business car, picked up the little girl from the car and asked, "Say, do you have anything to eat at home?" ”

The little girl cried and roared, glaring at the eyes that wanted to eat the young man, like a wounded young beast.

"Don't you say yes?"

The young man smiled evilly, "Then when Lao Tzu finishes enjoying it, he is slowly priing your mouth open." ”

Whoa!

The clothes on the little girl's body were torn open by the youth, revealing snow-white skin.

I don't know if it was because of the sadness after the death of her parents, or because of excessive fright, the little girl fainted.

The young man did not care, and continued to tear the girl's clothes, ready to do some beastly things.

Just as the young man stood up and wanted to take off his pants, suddenly, a slight noise suddenly sounded in the gate behind the express station not far away.

Burst!

The young man's body trembled suddenly, he lowered his head in astonishment, looked at his chest, and found a crossbow arrow that was only half cut off......

Zhang Lang slowly reopened the crossbow string, installed a crossbow arrow on the crossbow, aimed at the young man who was shaking his body and was about to fall down at any time, and gently pulled the board machine.

Burst!

The arrow was a little crooked, and it didn't hit the young man's chest, but it was a coincidence that it went straight through the young man's neck.

The young man fell and convulsed on the ground for a long time, until the moment he died, the gaze in Zhang Lang's eyes changed from cold to panic.

He killed!

His body began to tremble, he began to feel weak, and eventually, he fell to his knees, trying to vomit, but he couldn't vomit anything, only retching.

After a long time, Zhang Lang raised his head with a pale face and smiled bitterly.

"It turns out that after killing someone, it's such a feeling!"

After thinking about it, he felt that he was not killing someone, but just killing a brute.

It made him feel a lot better and didn't feel that way anymore.

As if remembering something, he looked around through the crack in the door.

Sure enough, the bloody gas has attracted a lot of zombies, and they are slowly coming towards the supermarket.

Zhang Lang hurriedly looked at the unconscious little girl in front of the business car, and his expression finally showed a trace of anxiety.

Save?

Or not save?

He never thought of himself as a good person, but he never did anything that was sorry for his conscience.

In the end, he opened the door that had not been opened for three months, picked up the Tang knife that had just been opened yesterday, rushed out of the express station, and rushed towards the business car where the girl was.

I have to say that after three months of exercise, my physical fitness is very good now, and the distance of less than forty meters is in the blink of an eye.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Lang bent over, stretched out his hand, grabbed the girl's arm, and with a force, the girl was hugged into his arms.

The girl's body was not as heavy as expected, it was very light, and when he was holding the girl, Zhang Lang suddenly found out that a jet-black claw grabbed his face.

The owner of the paw is a terrifying zombie with a foul smell all over his body.

Because he had been prepared, Zhang Lang was not frightened, but waved his right hand holding the Tang knife and slashed it over.

Poof!

Without the imaginary blocking force, Tang Dao easily cut off the zombie's neck and cut off the zombie's head.

The headless zombie fell, Zhang Lang exhaled, and his heart became uncomfortable again.

He knew that he had killed a zombie, but the predecessor of this zombie was a human after all.

It's the same as he killed another man!

Now it's not a matter of studying the mood, looking at the zombies that are gradually surrounding him, Zhang Lang doesn't want to die.

He hugged the unconscious girl and ran desperately towards the delivery station.

Run, swing the knife, dodge, swing the knife......

In a short distance of thirty or forty meters, Zhang Lang no longer knew that he had cut down a few zombies, until he carried the girl into the express station, quickly closed the iron door, and went on the door bolt, his eyes were red, his expression was hideous, and he sat on the ground and gasped......

Fortunately, there were no injuries.

Zhang Lang glanced down at his body, except for being tired, except for being contaminated with the flesh and blood of some zombies, there was no pain in his body.

quickly took off his clothes, found another set of clothes to put on, and Zhang Lang began to take off the girl's clothes again......

Don't get me wrong, through the understanding on the Internet, he knows very well that the blood of zombies can also be infected with the virus.

In order not to want himself and the girl to become zombies, he could only take off the clothes of the two people, and after taking out two bottles of mineral water and cleaning them, he found two sets of clothes to put on.

After doing all this, the feeling of exhaustion hit suddenly, and after glancing at the girl beside him, Zhang Lang hesitated for a moment, and then fell asleep.

……

At some point, Zhang Lang was awakened by bursts of crying.

Just the moment I opened my eyes, I found that I had a little cold on my neck, and when I looked down, I was shocked.

A bright kitchen knife was resting around his neck.

Holding the kitchen knife was a pair of trembling little hands, and along the arm, Zhang Lang saw a little girl with tears on her face and wariness in her eyes.

Zhang Lang was a little confused, and said in his heart, why did this girl hold a knife and look like she wanted to kill herself?

suddenly remembered that the little girl didn't see the story of saving people, and said that she thought she was one of those bad people.

It was precisely because of this that he was shocked into a cold sweat.

Fortunately, I woke up, if not, I was secretly killed by the little girl, then I really answered the old saying, and I put myself in it when I saved people!

However, he was also curious, why did the girl just hold the knife but not use it?

"Why don't you kill me?"

The girl cried and did not speak, and the knife in her hand was still on Zhang Lang's neck.

Seeing that the other party didn't say anything, Zhang Lang could only smile bitterly, until the crying gradually became smaller, and a pleasant voice sounded from the girl's mouth.

"I'm young, but I'm not an idiot, I know you saved me!"

"Uh......"

Zhang Lang's face was full of doubts, and he couldn't understand what the girl was doing, "Then why are you still ......?"

"When I woke up, I saw that the bad guys out there were all dead. They were eaten by zombies, and my parents were ...... Eaten! ”

The girl cried again, swallowed hard, and looked at Zhang Lang with wary eyes.

"I don't know if you could save me for any other purpose. Just like those bad guys......"