009, the god of spicy pistols
Under the intimidation of Wang Zheng and Ah Qing, especially Ah Qing, Wang Zheng disarmed Yan Xin and the man with the severed hand, and then coerced the pilot to land the helicopter on the road outside a small three-story building.
When the plane landed, more than a dozen living corpses followed the sound, and the old god Wang Zheng was there, sitting on the seat and pointing a gun at Yan Xin and the man with a broken hand, ignoring the living corpses rushing outside.
Ah Qing floated out of the cabin, rushing up against the menacing group of living corpses, and in an instant, he had rushed into the group of living corpses, like an emerald green shadow, lightning through the group of living corpses.
Puff puff......
The muffled sound of the bamboo pole bursting the foreheads of the living corpses was continuous, and in just a few seconds, more than a dozen living corpses fell to the ground, all of them silent.
And Ah Qing is still green and verdant, not stained with dust. Not only was there not a drop of dirty blood on his body, but even the bamboo pole that had blinded two eyes and exploded the foreheads of more than a dozen living corpses was still green and bloody.
Watching Ah Qing take the little girl's unique excited steps and bounce towards the helicopter, Yan Xin only felt that her eyebrows were tense, and her back was even more cold sweat. And the man with the severed hand was even more frightened, his lips were white, and his eyes were full of fear.
Even Du Feifei was frightened by Ah Qing, and when she looked at Ah Qing, she was like looking at a powerful ghost.
This place is already on the outskirts of the city, and in a short period of time, there are only more than ten living corpses. After killing the dozen or so living corpses, the neighborhood was temporarily safe.
Next, Wang Zheng and A Qing escorted Yan Xin, the man with the severed hand, and the pilot, took the confiscated loot, left the helicopter, and walked to the three-story building on the side of the road.
The main entrance of the three-story building was wide open, and there was so much movement when the helicopter landed, and there were no living corpses rushing out of the house, obviously this three-story building had long since become an empty house.
But there's nothing wrong with being careful.
Just in case, after entering the three-story building, locking the door, and tying Yan Xin, the man with the broken hand, and the driver with their hands behind their backs, Wang Zheng and A Qing searched carefully in the entire building to make sure that the safety was temporarily relaxed.
Back in the hall on the first floor, Wang Zheng sat on the sofa, took out a can of canned fruit from a tactical backpack he had confiscated, unscrewed the lid, forked a piece of pineapple with the captured tactical dagger, fed it into his mouth and chewed it.
"It tastes good."
Wang Zheng nodded, and when he saw Ah Qing watching from the side, like a kitten waiting to be fed, he immediately smiled and handed her the dagger and canned food, "Ah Qing, you are a great hero today, and all the sweets in the loot are all yours." β
"Great!" Ah Qing cheered, quickly took the canned dagger, and ate happily.
Looking at Ah Qing, who was splashing with juice and full of happiness and comfort, Yan Xin, the man with the severed hand, the driver, and even Du Feifei, all had complicated expressions, how could they not connect this little girl who looked simple and happy, and was like a junior high school student, with the ruthless female sword god before.
"Alright, now it's time to get down to business."
Wang Zheng, who had freed his hands, picked up the pistol again.
He stomped up Erlang's legs, rested the pistol on his knees, and the muzzle of the gun swept over Yan Xin, the man with the severed hand, and the driver, intentionally or unintentionally, causing the three of them to tingle their scalps.
"Sister Heart." Wang Zheng first smiled at Yan Xin: "Once you know each other, I don't want to say more about threats." In this way, as long as you are willing to cooperate honestly and answer my questions 1510, I can consider letting you go. β
Yan Xin was stubborn: "What if I don't cooperate? β
Syllable!
The gunfire exploded, and a yellow bullet casing flew out, clanging and falling to the ground.
At the same time as the bullet casing fell to the ground, the man with the severed hand did not say a word, and fell to the ground on his back - a small blood hole was suddenly opened in the center of his eyebrows, and the blood gushing out silently quickly spread, immersing half of his small body in a pool of blood!
Yan Xin, the driver was dumbfounded.
Du Feifei was also surprised.
"God is right!"
Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows, whistled, and put the pistol back on his knee without changing his face, and the muzzle of the gun continued to sweep between Yan Xin and the driver, intentionally or unintentionally.
"The second shot, who should you shoot?" He said with a smile: "Don't worry, the distance between us is less than two meters, with my spicy pistol god's marksmanship, I can guarantee that the gun gun headshot will never cause you any pain." So here comes the question, do you guys answer my question honestly, or do you continue to have a head iron and a hard top bullet? β
"You, you're a madman!" Yan Xin scolded in a trembling voice: "You and that girl are monsters!" Lunatic! β
She never expected that not only did Ah Qing, who seemed harmless to humans and animals, be a ruthless killing god, but even Wang Zheng, who seemed to be mediocre, was actually a ruthless character who talked and laughed and killed people.
What's wrong with the world?
Why do seemingly harmless guys race one by one?
Aren't we supposed to be bad people? How did reality turn the other way around?
Yan Xin was full of panic.
In fact, it's not to blame Yan for being surprised.
Wang Zheng himself didn't expect that he would adapt to the rhythm of the end times so quickly. Not only can you face a living corpse without changing your face, but you can even shoot a living person in the head while talking and laughing.
Is it in one's own nature, or is it a change made by a person in order to survive in a desperate situation?
Wang Zheng does not know.
All he knew was that when he shot the severed man's head, he was surprisingly calm, neither excited nor panickedβthe severed man had wanted to shoot him in the head, but he was just retaliating with a tooth for a tooth.
"You, what do you want to know?"
The driver was frightened by Wang Zheng's ruthlessness that he could continue to talk and laugh after killing people quietly, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "As long as you let me go, I can tell you everything I know!" β
"You dare!" Yan Xin heard this, glared at the driver, and shouted: "Do you want to betray the Zhao family?" β
The driver smiled bitterly: "If you don't move, you will die now." If you recruit it, you may not die. What can I do? β
"......" Yan Xin was speechless.
"Ha, the one who knows the times is Junjie, big brother, you can rest assured, as long as you are willing to cooperate, I will definitely not kill you." Wang Zheng smiled happily: "So, the first question, the old man and the old lady of the Zhao family, the three sons of the Zhao family, and a young lady, are they all still alive?" β
The Zhao family in Tiancheng is rich and powerful, and the Zhao family is high-profile and showy. Therefore, even ordinary people who have nothing to do with the Zhao family are clear about several core members of the Zhao family.
ββ¦β¦ Be. The driver whispered.
Hearing this, Wang Zheng's smile remained unchanged, but a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he continued to ask: "How many people are there in your base?" And how many fighters are there? β
The driver said: "I didn't enter the base until three days ago, and I don't know much about the specific situation of the base. However, judging from the two days of training in the base, there are always fighters who are 1,000 younger. If you count the family members and various logistics personnel, there are about 10,000 people in the base in total......"
Hearing this, Wang Zheng took a deep breath and muttered, "A base of 10,000 people, a thousand combatants...... After the outbreak of the plague of living corpses, there is still room to send helicopters to pick up people outside, which is enough to prove that there is no turmoil in the base......"
Hearing Wang Zheng's words, Du Feifei also suddenly changed color.
The two questions, coupled with Wang Zheng's self-talk, were enough to make Du Feifei understand that the Zhao family had already anticipated and even prepared for this catastrophe of living corpses!
The plague of living corpses broke out very suddenly. The infection rate is high and completely random. The old man and the old lady of the Zhao family, plus the three sons and one young lady of the Zhao family, there are six people, how can it be so neat and tidy, and miraculously none of them mutated into living corpses?
That's it. In terms of probability, the family is neat and tidy, and no one is infected and mutated, and it is barely possible when the population base is large enough.
But the problem is that the Zhao family's "base" has not had any turmoil!
How is this possible?
There are 10,000 people, how can there not be a single case of mutation of living corpses?
Thinking that the Zhao family had anticipated this disaster, and even knew and prepared for it, but sat back and watched the disaster break out, Du Feifei couldn't help but chill.
She hugged her body with both hands, sat down beside Wang Zheng tremblingly, and pressed close to Wang Zheng, as if only in this way could she find a sense of security.
At this time, Yan Xin spoke in a hoarse voice: "Wang Zheng, I know what you are thinking. But I'm telling you, you're wrong! What do you think we don't want to do? Do you think we're really willing to sit back and watch the world become what it is? What's so good about the end of the world? What good is the extinction of humanity in us?
For the Zhao family, a stable and prosperous society is the foundation of the Zhao family's wealth and power. Once the social order is lost, just like you said, the wealth and power of the Zhao family will all come to naught, and all wealth, connections, and power will lose their meaning.
"And for those of us who work hard for the Zhao family, the money we earn is to be enjoyed. What is the premise of being enjoyable? The same is a stable and prosperous society. So the world has become like this, and it is not good for us at all. What reason do we have to sit back and watch a catastrophe occur, and watch human civilization be on the verge of extinction?
"We don't want to see catastrophe. But we can't stop it. Even the Zhao family is powerless in the face of this disaster. All the Zhao family can do is to establish a small safety zone to protect some of the people close to them. Wang Zheng, ask yourself, if you have the ability, do you have to protect your relatives and friends first? The Zhao family is understandable to do this!
"Besides, the Zhao family's base is still only in the stage of self-protection, and when it survives the most violent outbreak of the living corpse disaster, the Zhao family can send field agents to save the survivors......
"Wang Zheng, the base of the Zhao family, is already the hope for the continuation of human civilization. I don't dare to say that there is only one civilization island left in the world, the Zhao family base, but at least in the Tiancheng area, I'm afraid that only the Zhao family has the ability to save the survivors and continue the civilization of mankind! β
Yan Xin's words were extremely sincere, and he almost burst into tears.
However, Wang Zheng was unmoved.
Instead, he looked at Yan Xin with interest and said with a smile: "Sister Xin, you have spared no effort to wash the floor for the Zhao family, it seems that I underestimated you before." I am afraid that you are not an ordinary soldier of the Zhao family, but a close relationship with the Zhao family, a certain level and status, and a close confidant of the Zhao family. Looks like I'm really lucky......"
Yan Xin's face suddenly changed drastically.