The hideous and terrifying narrow angle of collision is like the fangs of a monster, easily tearing through the corpses gathered outside the villa, and the one-line charging queue composed of nearly 100 heavy locomotives is like a sharp arrow, unstoppable, and like a precise scalpel, it can easily swim in the pile of rotten meat. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, two figures suddenly jumped out of the group of corpses, and their gray tongues ten meters long catapulted towards a knight. Seeing this scene, Ma Cong's face suddenly lost blood, he didn't care about the lives of others, but he knew that there was a legendary mutant approaching his villa at some point, ordinary zombies could not enter the underground shelter, but the mutants with wisdom may not be able to find the entrance, if they find a way to get in...... Ma Cong was so frightened that he trembled and didn't dare to think about it anymore.

In such a shudder, one of the two mutants had turned into a charred corpse, and the other was trapped by an earthen wall that suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and then followed in the footsteps of his companions, turning into charred corpses in the flash of thunder.

"What is this?" Ma Cong muttered.

The woman next to him bit her lower lip with her front teeth and bit out blood. It wasn't until Ma Cong pushed her that she woke up from the shock and replied, "It should be the awakened, the awakened with superpowers." ”

After speaking, the woman's face flushed with excitement, since there is such a powerful person outside, so many zombies can be destroyed with a wave of her hand, why should she be trapped in an underground shelter where there is no sunlight all day long and be at the mercy of others, she should find a way to go out and hug her thighs.

"Hmph." Ma Cong snorted dissatisfiedly, he knew what she was thinking, and couldn't help but scold the bitch in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, because he knew very well that the situation was no longer up to him, maybe after those people above entered the underground shelter, his life would depend on the mood of these women.

Except for gay, men like women, and the leaders of those people above must have liked these pink little white rabbits in their harem very much, and when he Ma Cong is dead or alive, it all depends on how the pillow wind blows - Ma Cong thinks so anyway.

Three minutes later, more than 100 warriors and knights in black cloaks easily swept away hundreds of zombies on the ground with the effect of the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and then someone soon found the entrance to the underground shelter while cleaning the battlefield.

Ma Cong obediently opened the door, he knew that his iron door could not block the guns, if he blocked it from letting people in, it would definitely be a dead end if he annoyed the other party, so it was better to simply accept his fate, obediently open the door, and wait for the fate.

There weren't many people in the shelter, just Ma Cong and his parents, and a few young women, and when the Dawn team walked in, Ma Cong and the others stood in a straight line as if they were welcome. Ma Cong's parents are okay, after all, they are old rivers and lakes that have been up and down in the business sea for many years, and they can stabilize their mentality, and when Ma Cong saw this awe-inspiring killing team with his own eyes, he was so frightened that his legs trembled, his bladder was tight, and he collapsed a little, and he almost couldn't hold back his urine.

"Who are you?" A woman couldn't help but ask.

Ma Cong shouted stupid in his heart, how dare this mentally retarded ask like this? Now that he and others are fish on the chopping board, slaughtered by others, how dare they still ask questions?

The expected violent scene did not appear, the woman who asked the question was neither slapped nor shot, and those people did not even look at Ma Cong's harem with lustful eyes, they just looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly showed a gentle smile.

"We are the shield of Yuanjiang." A young man about the same age as Ma Cong smiled and spoke.

The others followed in unison, "Your patronus." ”

After speaking, perhaps because they felt that this slogan was too middle two, the team laughed first. The style of painting changed too quickly, and before Ma Cong could react, the person who spoke first walked up to him, stretched out his hand to him, and said, "I am the captain of the Dawn Team of the Far Rescue Society, Fang Yu." ”

Ma Cong swallowed his saliva, forgetting that he should shake hands in response, not knowing what to do.

Fortunately, the other party has a good temper and does not care. In the next hour or so, Ma Cong learned from them about the Far Salvation Society, the Finger of the Corpse, the New Yuanjiang, the Great Wall of the Yuanjiang, the Corpse Hunter, and so on, and the worldview he formed in the second half of the year after the end of the world completely collapsed.

It turned out that the outside world was far better than the underground shelter where he lived, Ma Cong began to get excited, but it didn't take long to get excited before he was knocked unconscious by a bad news.

Ma Cong didn't expect that he was stabbed by someone when he stood by in the face of others' requests for help, and the people who reported him were the few beauties he saved, I have to say that this is really ironic. Those women seemed to hate Ma Cong very much, and even Ma Cong described in detail the scene where others were chased and killed by zombies as a play, and added fuel and vinegar, which made Ma Cong difficult to argue.

"I can't help it! Isn't it illegal for me to save them and kill myself? Ma Cong's bloodless lips moved, making a weak and pale defense.

"It is true that he is not guilty under the previous law. However, according to Article 6 of the Yuanjiang Constitution newly formulated by the Yuanjiang Rescue Association and the 258th Division, if you choose to stand by coldly when you have the ability to help others, according to the circumstances, you can be sentenced to more than 10 years of hard labor, and if there is an extremely bad circumstance, you can be sentenced to capital punishment after reporting to the president's office. Fang Yu kept wiping his right hand with wet wipes, even if Ma Cong hadn't shaken hands with him before, he still felt very dirty.

"Capital punishment?" Hearing this word, Ma Cong seemed to be drained, his legs collapsed to the ground, a foul smell spread, and he peed his pants.

Tang Tao, who was standing on the side to watch the show, laughed happily, this kid was scared to pee his pants when he heard the word capital punishment, if he knew the creepy way of execution, he wouldn't be scared of?

Seeing the frightened and incontinent Ma Cong twitching on the ground, Fang Yu frowned slightly, and said from the bottom of his heart that although he was willing to sacrifice himself to save people, he also understood that self-preservation was always the choice of most people, and in his opinion, the Yuanjiang Constitution was a bit overkill. But rules are rules, and since the constitution has been formulated and promulgated, as a member of the Far Salvation Society, he must enforce it.

"Considering that Mr. Ma, you did not take the initiative to maliciously murder others, your crime is not serious, and the death penalty can be waived. However, you have used coercive means to force two women to have sex with you, which is a violation of the criminal law of Xinyuanjiang, and the review team will decide on your disposition. But if you are mentally prepared, it should not be less than twenty years of hard labor. After Fang Yu finished speaking, he made a gesture, and the two black-clothed soldiers dragged the fainting Ma Cong away like a dead dog.

Of course, twenty years of hard labor cannot be fully executed, and the dome cannot exist forever, but it is certain that Ma Cong must pay a heavy price for his sins.