Shan Mingjun also imitated Wei Shuai's movements, and jumped downstairs step by step along the air conditioner box.

I don't know who installed the air conditioner external box, it is really a tofu slag project, and a slag is a string of slag. After a jingle bell, the air-conditioning box under Shan Mingjun's feet also collapsed.

Shan Mingjun had a bandage wrapped around his forehead, and he was not as lucky as Wei Shuai. Wei Shuai's body is not in serious trouble, it is all some bruises, and Shan Mingjun is the first to hit the ground.

This heavy impact almost opened Shan Mingjun's head. Blood spilled from the wound onto his hair, and his colorful Kill Matt hair had a blood-red color.

Shan Mingjun felt that there were Venus in front of him. His head hurt and dizzy, and he didn't recover for a while, but Wei Shuai helped him up.

"Leave me alone!" Shan Mingjun shouted, trying to shake off Wei Shuai's hand.

"Okay-" Wei Shuai immediately let go of his hand, Shan Mingjun groaned, and fell to the ground with another thud.

"You two are playing acrobatics?" Zhou Yan frowned and said to the two.

"Where are you going?" Wei Shuai patted the dust on his suit, he straightened his tie, and said to Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan didn't want to deal with them, but he thought about it and came up with an idea that he would never have thought of before being pitted by Ergou.

Zhou Yan opened his already dim eyes, he smiled and said, "I found a document in the mansion, which depicts a perfect shelter, are you willing to come with me?" ”

In fact, what Zhou Yan said was false. If there had been such a shelter, the owner of the mansion would have gone long ago, instead of being a corpse in the bedroom as it is now.

And such a good thing? Wei Shuai's reason was telling him that this person was most likely lying. But Wei Shuai couldn't help but ask:

"Where is that place?"

"You'll find out with me." The corners of Zhou Yan's mouth twitched, and he said with a smile.

"Wow!" The second dog barked twice, and it kicked its legs. After being frightened many times by foreign objects flying in the sky, the two dogs now walk with their heads up.

Originally, Wei Shuai and Shan Mingjun were homeless, and after they saw the terrible night demon, they had a very serious shadow in their hearts.

Watching Zhou Yan walk away, the two glanced at each other, and they swallowed a mouthful of saliva and followed.

Wei Shuai thought in his heart: After all, the young man in front of him in yellow sanitation clothes had found a near-perfect garage, but he still chose to leave. He couldn't think of any other reason than to find a better place to take refuge.

After some reasoning, Wei Shuai came to a conclusion that he was very satisfied with.

The process of reasoning is correct, but the reasoning is wrong from the beginning. One wrong step, one wrong step.

The sanitation worker's clothes worn by Zhou Yan reflected in the sunlight and looked unusually dazzling on the road.

Ergou looked back at Zhou Yan, and every time he was stimulated by the reflection on Zhou Yan's body.

Two new members of the team soon joined the team of one person and one dog, and the members of the team became three people and one dog. Shan Mingjun didn't say a word, he just followed behind the two silently.

And the enthusiastic Wei Shuai and Zhou Yan soon became acquainted, and even began to call each other brothers. The two talked a lot about their past experiences on the road. No, it's made up a lot of experiences. From beginning to end, neither of these two men spoke the truth.

"Haha, I didn't expect that junior brother Zhou Yan, you have gone through so many trials, and you are about to catch up with me." Wei Shuai said with a smile.

Although his mouth expressed exclamation, Wei Shuai's heart was planning to be ready to oppose the guest at any time. The knife in Zhou Yan's hand was cold, making Wei Shuai feel a heavy sense of crisis at all times.

"What's the matter with your hands?" Wei Shuai squinted, and he saw some strange mycelial patterns on the skin of Zhou Yan's forearm. He immediately asked tentatively.

Zhou Yan raised his hand, he pretended not to care and said, "Oh...... This is a scar from a burn I was made when I was a child, so you don't have to worry about it. ”

Just after passing the overpass, Wei Shuai and Shan Mingjun thought of the residential building that was attacked by the Night Demon last night. They sat outside the wall of the building yesterday and witnessed the whole process of the residential building being besieged by the night demon last night.

The gunfire lasted for half an hour before it stopped abruptly. Both knew that the survivors hiding in the residential buildings were certain to die. Whether it was Wei Shuai or Shan Mingjun, they all wanted to get the guns in the hands of the dead survivors.

"Little Brother Zhou Yan, wait a minute, let's go there first, I dare to guarantee that there are good things there." Wei Shuai spoke.

After ten minutes, the three of them walked in front of the residential building, and they walked into a room where a large hole had been torn open.

This room had been inhabited by two survivors last night, and of course, they were living in the room now, and in some form forever. Their bodies were torn apart by the Night Demon, and a large amount of blood was splattered onto the walls, like a bucket of blood-red paint, merging with the entire room.

The floor was littered with bones and rolling bullet casings left behind by the Daredevil's gnawing.

"Hahaha! It's Gatling! Shan Mingjun's eyes lit up, and he found a Gatling in the corner.

"None of you are allowed to take it!" Shan Mingjun turned around and shouted, "This Gatling is mine!" He struggled to carry Gatling onto his shoulder.

You can't carry it...... Wei Shuai thought in his heart.

The Gatling also had a magazine for a drum. There were almost 200 rounds of ammunition in total. This Gatling looks completely different from the Gatling in Shan Mingjun's impression in the shooting game DF, its rate of fire reaches 350 rounds a minute, armor-piercing blasting and burning, and it is completed in an instant, and it is a hero among guns.

As a high-tech machine gun, the user must have a certain level of proficiency in Gatling to be able to handle it.

Shan Mingjun is not like ordinary people, he has never used Gatling. He wanted to try his hand at shooting, and only by being familiar with how to handle Gatling would he be able to shoot back quickly in a crisis.

He reluctantly pointed Gatling at one of the murals in the room, pulled the trigger and fired.

He couldn't stop shooting. The thrill of shooting is like a sperm worm on the brain, allowing Shan Mingjun to experience the fun that cannot be experienced in reality.

"Haha, that's cool! Gatling in the blue flames! Kill Matt Shan Mingjun shouted excitedly. To kill these mutated monsters, you have to use a Gatling sweep! ”

The bullet casings quickly popped out of Shan Mingjun's sideways, and the bullets poured frantically on the mural like no money, and the frenzied output was carried out towards the mural.

Da-da-da-da!

Da-da-da-da!

Click——!

After twenty seconds. Gatling's reddened barrel smoked and stopped turning.

"Out of bullets?" Shan Mingjun pulled the trigger a few more times. He was stunned for a moment, as if he had used up all of Gatling's bullets.

Looking up at the mural being targeted by Gatlin, the accuracy of his shooting was simply disastrous.

Twenty seconds passed, 200 bullets were fired, and the mural took 0 damage.

All the bullets hit the edge of the mural, and directly hit a stroke outline, which is also a technique, and ordinary people can't shoot it at all.

"Are you happy?" Wei Shuai said sarcastically. "If you don't know how to use a gun, don't shoot."

Also in the room was a Soviet-style rifle and two unused magazines with the words "BK-47" written on them. This gun is so durable that even a mentally retarded person can use it.

Wei Shuai just wanted to get this gun, but he suddenly felt a murderous aura coming from behind him.

He turned around and saw that Zhou Yan, who had walked to the door, had already pulled out the American pistol on his waist and pointed it at him. Zhou Yan smiled and said in a very kind tone: "I'm sorry, can you give me this gun?" ”

For a moment, the scene suddenly became tense. The two who were still calling each other brothers suddenly became superficial brothers.

Ergou is squatting at the door at the moment and looking at the scenery outside the door.

Suddenly noticing that the atmosphere in the room had become strange, it glanced back at the three people in the room, and then twisted its head back.

"Wang ......," Ergou muttered.

Let's go! It occurred to Ergou that he couldn't wait to get to the big green pillar.

Ergou used his dog brain to think about it carefully, those weirdos didn't seem to be that scary, didn't he easily kill one.

Ergou's heart is eager to try, and it is already thinking about how to show its power and protect its dog friends. For Ergou, protecting the people he wants to protect is the thing he is most proud of!

Of course, Ergou didn't know that the people it wanted to protect had been inadvertently pitted by it to death, and even entered a blackened state.