Chapter 7 Collect your heart
"it!"
Looking at the "wild men" on the opposite side with scruffy faces and messy hair that were almost as fast as weeds, Leng Hao couldn't help but bite his lip all of a sudden.
In TV dramas, there are many characters who can show the embarrassment of the characters through makeup.
But Leng Hao can swear that no matter how perfect the makeup is, it can't compare to the reality he sees in front of him.
These people are exactly the same as the refugees in the black-and-white photos left behind by the catastrophe.
"Fuck off! This fish was the first fish we discovered! ”
At this time, Song Xiaya was holding the dagger back, and her whole body arched slightly, like a female leopard.
"Humph!"
Several "wild men" on the opposite side glanced at each other, pulled out their sharp spear weapons, and scattered in all directions.
Before Leng Hao could fully react, several "wild men" rushed towards Song Xiaya.
The rusty sharp spear head in their hands made Leng Hao feel a little creepy.
Just for a carp in this small river, human beings have to fight with their lives?
At this time, Leng Hao realized that he had not prepared any weapons.
"Drink!"
Song Xiaya soon fought fiercely with the two "wild men", and the dagger in her hand kept waving, and the fight was impressive.
But Leng Hao could only flee in a panic, chased by two savages with spears in their hands.
"This is the end times? Eschatological? ”
Leng Hao, who kept fleeing in the woods, panted and looked at the shadows of the trees behind him.
"Hey!"
A wild man rushed out of the bushes, and with a straight swing of the spear in his hand, he stabbed at Leng Hao.
"Bullet time!"
Time in the whole space suddenly slowed down.
Leng Hao turned sideways slightly, dodged the stabbing spear head, grabbed the spear body and pulled it, bringing the wild man in front of him.
"Bang!"
Leng Hao kicked the guy in the abdomen, causing him to fall into the grass.
At the same time, Leng Hao also snatched the spear from his hand.
It is a spear made from an unknown tree, and the tip of the spear is actually made up of several irregular Swiss Army knives.
"Hey! Do you still want to rob it? ”
Wielding the spear in his hand, he pointed the spear at another wild man who had just rushed in, and Leng Hao shouted loudly.
"Give us back, put it, the spear."
The two savages who stood up leaned together and stammered a little.
"It's loot, you know? Get out! ”
Leng Hao waved the spear in his hand and kept driving the two savages.
He didn't want to kill, but he wouldn't give up his security stupidly, even if Leng Hao couldn't look down on this spear at all.
"Ahh
At this moment, not far away, where Song Xiaya and the others were fighting, a man's scream came.
Leng Hao couldn't help but clench the spear in his hand all of a sudden.
And the two "wild men" in front of him rushed towards Leng Hao like crazy, and there was a roar of "Hehe" in their mouths.
Maybe they're emboldening themselves in this way.
However, in Leng Hao's eyes, this is undoubtedly a kind of degradation, and these wild people are moving closer to the beasts.
"If you want to die, Lao Tzu will fulfill you!"
Originally, he suddenly came to this world, which made Leng Hao feel a little apprehensive.
And the crises again and again, every turn is a moment of life and death, which also makes him a little emotional.
"Whew!"
But when Leng Hao swung his spear to attack, he found that although the two savages in front of him were thin and weak, they were much more agile than him.
Leng Hao had to admit that if it weren't for that sudden bullet time, he would definitely not be the opponent of these two.
"Damn, I want to exercise!"
"Bang!"
At this moment, a wild man suddenly rushed into Leng Hao's arms, and his two hands firmly grabbed Leng Hao's neck like iron rings.
In a few seconds, Leng Hao felt the feeling of suffocation.
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"
Letting go of the spear that was in the way, under the fear of life and death, Leng Hao once again activated the bullet time.
In just one second, Leng Hao frantically punched at least five or six punches on the back of the head of the savage in front of him, making his eyes roll, and the whole person lost his strength, lying down softly in front of Leng Hao.
"Whew, whew."
Looking at the wild man lying in front of him, foaming at the mouth, obviously dead, Leng Hao gasped for breath and looked panicked.
The other wild man, obviously shocked by Leng Hao's actions just now, turned around and ran into the woods, and ran away.
In fact, yesterday, Leng Hao had already killed someone.
But killing that kind of parasitic monster with a gun makes Leng Hao feel like playing a zombie game.
And now, looking at the man who fell softly under him, this man with a disheveled hair, Leng Hao took a long time to slow down and rush over.
His fierce eyes, yellowed teeth, and exhaled heat were all firmly remembered in Leng Hao's heart.
This world of danger is completely different from the previous world of singing and dancing!
Leng Hao's goosebumps all over his body rose.
He simply didn't know how he would survive in this world in the future.
Picking up the simple spear, Leng Hao walked towards the place where he had just screamed.
At least, that Song Xiaya can still communicate.
When Leng Hao came to the beach, the woman was bandaging her wounds.
There was a blood streak on her left arm, many of which stained her camouflage uniform.
The woman bandaged the wound with her hands and mouth, but at the same time, she kept walking in the direction of Leng Hao, she should have come to meet him.
Behind her, lay the corpses of two wild men who had long since ceased to move.
The woman in front of Leng Hao was actually a little embarrassed, but at this moment, Leng Hao felt that this woman was exceptionally beautiful.
Her messy hair, the bloodstains on her combat uniform, and the bandages that she was fixing with her mouth were all very real in Leng Hao's eyes at this moment.
Pushing away the bushes in front of him, Leng Hao showed a heartfelt smile at the woman in front of him.
"Oh? Master, are you okay? ”
Song Xiaya said to Leng Hao with a somewhat mocking smile.
"Joke, I'm here to take care of it, these guys are all sent by me to set off my heroic image, how can I be okay?"
Leng Hao blinked.
"Huh, take your heart? Just you? ”
Women are starting to be tsundere again.
"Hey, why does your bandage look old and unclean?"
Leng Hao strode in front of Song Xiaya, frowning and looking at the wound on her arm.
"Sure enough, the young master is very demanding, and this bandage has saved my life several times. Poor people like us, when we run out of washing, boiling, we can use it again. ”
Song Xiaya rolled her eyes.
"I'll take another look, be careful with the wound."
Looking at Leng Hao, who lowered his head and carefully examined her wounds, a trace of tenderness inadvertently appeared in the woman's eyes.