In the dilapidated little house, the old man's voice seemed to come from afar, telling about the village.

"Chunhua is the child of the village chief's family, I have watched her grow up since she was a child, that girl is very kind, she is a family like that." The old man sighed and said helplessly.

"What's wrong with the village chief's family, it stands to reason that such a family should be very good." Wu Sheng was a little puzzled.

He didn't know what the village was like in this world, but in the immortal cultivation world, the village chief was generally the most prestigious person.

Even if they don't have to do it deliberately, they often get a lot of wealth and become the richest beings in the village.

How to listen to the old man's meaning, Chunhua's life doesn't seem to be good!

The old man glanced at him and muttered, "That's it, that's all in the past." Chunhua's father is the village chief, but the little beast never does anything, and everything in the village has to be arranged by him. When I saw that villa, it was the former house of the Chunhua family, and in order to build that house, our whole village did it, but not long after the villa was built, the world changed. ”

Wu Sheng understood that what the old man said about the change in the world should mean the outbreak of the zombie virus.

It's just that he couldn't figure it out: "Why are there zombies everywhere outside, but your village hasn't been affected?" ”

"We are usually not allowed to leave the village, and the only people who can go out are the village chief's family. Zhao Donghai is his thug, whoever dares to resist, he will beat whomever he wants. The old man said helplessly: "The world has changed, and when the village chief came back, he had already become a monster, so Zhao Donghai killed him." Later, when I saw other monsters appear, they were all killed by Zhao Donghai and others. ”

"In this way, Zhao Donghai is not a bad person, but the patron saint of your village?" Wu Sheng asked with a very strange expression.

The old man nodded, but shook his head again: "Zhao Donghai and the village chief are originally in a group, and they are not good things, but he can stop the monsters, of course, not for us, but also for them to live." ”

It's not wrong to say this, he was robbed as soon as he came in, and it must be someone who acts extremely domineering to do it.

"Since you don't like Zhao Donghai, I'm killing him now, why are you all so afraid?" Wu Sheng expressed the doubts in his heart.

"Because, because ......" the old man didn't say a word for a long time.

With Wu Sheng's cleverness, he immediately understood what these people thought: "Although Zhao Donghai is very brutal, he didn't kill anyone after all, so you think it's acceptable." And if I kill them, it's probably a brutal person, and you're afraid that I'll kill you too, right? ”

The old man still didn't speak, but the expression on his face had already proved that his guess was right.

This result made Wu Sheng very helpless, and at the same time sighed slightly: "Don't be so afraid of me, I have no interest in killing, especially people who have no ability to fight back." ”

That being said, but whether the old man would believe it or not, I'm afraid only he knows.

"By the way, how did the gun in Zhao Donghai's hand come from, is he a soldier?" Wu Sheng asked again.

He'd seen a lot of people before, but the weapons in those hands were nothing more than axes, kitchen knives, and the like.

The real guns are still in the hands of Sun Liang and others, so he thinks that guns should only be owned by soldiers.

"He's a!" When the old man heard this, he pouted disdainfully: "He is a black gun workshop, and many people in our village have helped them process some materials." ”

"He can make guns!" This time, it really surprised Wu Sheng.

With the long-range attack and powerful lethality that guns can bring, people who can make guns can definitely be regarded as talents in the last days.

Thinking that he had just killed such a talent, he was somewhat glad in his heart.

The bullets were still a bit of a threat to him, and if the bullets that were fired at him just now were more dense, I am afraid that with his current speed and divine sense, he would not be able to avoid them all.

Just like when he faced Sun Liang and others, he could only find cover to dodge, otherwise he wouldn't be beaten into a sieve!

If he wants to take out those guys with guns, Wu Sheng must use his speed advantage to directly destroy his opponents before they can make a move.

If he can't do it, then he can only hide obediently and wait for the opponent's ammunition to run out before making plans.

"It's all simple pistols, shotguns, and they can't be put on the table." The old man said.

"Okay, last question, where is Chunhua's brother. You should know this, right? Wu Sheng's eyes were staring at the old man, waiting for his answer.

The old man shook his head very simply: "I don't know." ”

"You all live in the same village, how can you not know?" Wu Sheng's brows furrowed slightly, not satisfied with this answer.

It's normal for other people not to know the whereabouts of Chunhua's younger brother, after all, they don't dare to go out, and they can't see what's going on here from a distance.

But the old man's house was next to the villa, and when he came in just now, Wu Sheng noticed that the window here could see the villa clearly.

If you want to say what happened here, it is impossible for the old man not to pay attention, after all, it is a big living person, and it happened right on his doorstep.

"I really don't know." The old man shook his head and said helplessly: "There are more than a dozen people under Zhao Donghai's hands, and it is impossible for me to know what they do every day." Moreover, the feud between them and the village chief's family is known only to them, even if you ask me, you ......."

Wu Sheng now knows that killing is really not a good thing.

If he had left a living mouth, he wouldn't have faced the situation he is in now, and he couldn't even find someone who knew what had happened.

After thinking carefully for a while, Wu Sheng had to ask the old man about the general appearance of the child before leaving.

"Grandpa, why don't you tell him about Xiaohu, maybe he can save Xiaohu." The little boy asked curiously.

"Xiaohu was taken away by those people, most of them were more than lucky. Don't mention it again in the future, in case the person just now knows that we ......" The old man said with a frightened expression on his face, deliberately lowering his voice.

But before the words were finished, the figure at the door who had already left reappeared.

The old man was so frightened that he didn't possess his body, and he subconsciously knelt on the ground.

Wu Sheng didn't stop him, because he was very angry about the deception, and he didn't have any psychological barriers.

After thousands of years, what is wrong with being bowed down by a "little friend" who is not allowed to be 100 years old?

"Now, can you tell the whereabouts of Chunhua's younger brother?" Wu Sheng's face was expressionless, and he said impatiently in his tone.