"Can you give me something to eat?"

The man's eyes fell on the bulging backpack behind Liu Tianming, constantly licking his chapped and blackened lips, his voice sounded like he was crying and pleading, and it seemed to have a faint threat: "I have several children to raise, and they haven't eaten well for a long time." You've got to help them. Well...... I have a lot of strength, and those mutated monsters are no match for me. I've killed a lot of guys like them, and like you. I know you must have something to eat. I don't want them all, but you have to give me some. ”

Liu Tianming didn't want to deal with this man.

He has more important things to do.

There are too many such survivors. They are scattered around the city and face all sorts of difficulties: food, water, clothing, safety...... Whoever it is, can name a whole bunch of problems and troubles. Just like the people I saw on the road before, they were eaten by the murderous corpses, they were also fighting for survival and living for food.

It's like a beggar standing on the road in peacetime, with a broken bowl in his hand. The giver will feel that this is an affirmation of their status. Although they think they are doing good deeds while giving alms, the question of whether the beggars will really be grateful to them is probably something that only God can understand.

Liu Tianming did not turn around and leave, nor did he pull the trigger directly at the middle-aged man.

The word "child" was mentioned in the other party's words.

It seemed to have a special magic that attracted Liu Tianming, and the ghost took out a compressed biscuit from his pocket and handed it over.

Only now did he notice: middle-aged men have only one eye. The reason why I didn't notice it at the beginning was because the other party's long hair hung down from his forehead, blocking his vision, and also blocking the eyes that were covered with black blood clots and hard scabs, emitting bursts of stench.

Looking at the biscuits that had been held in the hands of the middle-aged man, Liu Tianming suddenly regretted a little. But he was eager to find a reason for his behavior just now, so he frowned and asked, "Where is your child?" ”

If you give something, you can't get it back, and even if you can get it back, with the dirtiness of this man, Liu Tianming won't ask for it again. He just felt unwilling and felt that he might have been deceived. After all, how can a man who can't even feed himself think about his children first?

The man hid the biscuit behind him at great speed, and the only remaining eye released a vigilant gaze: "What do you want to do?" ”

Liu Tianming looked at him with a cold gaze, reached out and took out another biscuit from his pocket, and at the same time raised the gun with one hand, aimed it at the man's eyebrows, and said seriously: "I want to confirm what you said." If you do have children, I'll give you another piece. If not, I'll kill you right now. ”

The black, cold muzzle of the gun seemed to pose no threat to the man. A dazed smile appeared on his face, and his eyes were firmly locked on the biscuit in Liu Tianming's hand: "Are you serious? Didn't you mean to lie to me? Really give me another piece? ”

Liu Tianming found it difficult to understand the middle-aged man's performance: "You'd better think clearly before answering." ”

The middle-aged man grinned, revealing two rows of filthy rotten teeth. He turned sideways and pointed to a yellow school bus parked dozens of meters away: "If you want to see it, come with me, right there." ”

It was indeed a school bus.

It is very sturdy and bulky, and it is the kind that was purchased from regular sources.

Liu Tianming frowned again.

Reason told him: stop caring about this man, stop thinking about cookies and children, the main thing now is to get the relics in the infirmary of the sports school.

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Tianming still took a step, followed the man, and walked towards the school bus not far away.

The mutant cells did not search for any information about the presence of the infected.

The surrounding area was safe, and no large corpses were found.

Liu Tianming has an indescribable curiosity. His instincts told him that the man was not lying, and that there was probably the child he said was in the car.

The middle-aged man seemed to be unguarded against Liu Tianming. He pulled the door hard and walked in on his own.

The windows were closed, and a strong stench came from inside. Liu Tianming frowned and held his breath, and followed the man into the car. Walking into the car, he found two little boys, about ten years old, sitting on the chairs behind him. Both children were quiet, emaciated and sallow-faced due to lack of food. When they saw the middle-aged man, they all laughed together, and their eyes immediately fell on Liu Tianming, and an incomparably strong hunger was released in the depths of their eyes.

The man walked between the two children, bent down, and touched them with his cheek very affectionately. The man immediately straightened up, turned around, and said to Liu Tianming very seriously: "See! I'm not lying. Give me the cookies. ”

He paused, and his tone suddenly changed from flat to full of malice: "Otherwise, I will kill you." ”

An indescribable strong fear instantly enveloped Liu Tianming's brain.

He quickly stepped back, pointed his assault rifle at the middle-aged man standing in the carriage in front of him, and shouted, "Who are you?" What did you do? Also, where did these children come from? ”

Men are not infected, and neither are the two boys.

They are all ordinary human beings.

It wasn't them that really scared Liu Tianming, but the things scattered on the floor of the carriage.

There are human bones everywhere.

The neat seats blocked the view, and as far as the eye could see, there were more than a dozen human remains. Rows of ribs are bent to the spine, and thick leg bones are scattered under the seats. Several skulls lay out on the chairs, they were smooth, without the black-brown color of the decomposing and dried flesh on the surface of the station's remains, revealing the pale yellow of human bones.

The remains were small enough to tell at a glance that they were children.

There is a lot of debris piled up in the back of the carriage. There were clothes, but also bedding, crumpled sleeping bags, dirt-covered shoes, and some messy coats.

Everything is not normal here.

There was an unimaginable madness in the man's eyes. He stretched out his right hand towards Liu Tianming: "You have already seen the child you want to see, and I didn't lie to you." Give me the cookies! ”

He didn't seem to be afraid of guns and bullets, and was still clinging to the compressed biscuit that was nothing compared to life.

The two children sitting on the chair stood up and looked fierce at Liu Tianming.

The man hurriedly comforted them: "Sit down, sit down for me." He's a good man, he gave me food, he's not bad...... Well, it's just that the brain isn't quite normal. ”

Liu Tianming couldn't laugh or cry.

He didn't lower his gun, paying close attention to the movements of the man and the child. After thinking about it for a few seconds, Liu Tianming took out the biscuit from his pocket and threw it away.

When the man borrowed the biscuits, Liu Tianming also repeated the previous question: "What's your name?" ”

The fear in my heart was not as strong as it was just now, and it was replaced by more doubt.

The man put away the biscuits like a treasure and replied very seriously: "My name is Wang Xin." ”

Liu Tianming did not dispel his guard because of this: "What do you do?" ”

He shook the muzzle of his gun at the two boys in the opposite seat: "Are they your children?" ”

"Of course not."

Wang Xin couldn't help laughing: "They are my students." ”

After a pause, Wang Xin lowered his head, bent down, picked up a human skull from the seat next to him, and turned it in his hand: "They are all my students." ”

Liu Tianming was incredulous at this answer, and his voice was sluggish: "...... You killed them? ”

Wang Xin nodded, raised his hand, and scratched his face with his black and long fingertips. The injured and necrotic eye had been itching and uncomfortable.

The question reminded him of a lot of what had happened in the past.

……

He is a teacher at a foreign language school.

When the virus broke out, the school was really good at organizing the children to go out. Wang Xin told all kinds of stories and jokes along the way, which made the children laugh and laugh. This is his favorite job, and it is also all the sustenance after the divorce.

The virus outbreak struck suddenly and without warning.

The driver was quick-witted, he avoided the hordes of zombies and parked the school bus in this secluded location. Then he discussed with Wang Xin and decided to let him stay in the car to protect the child, and he walked to the nearest police station to ask for help.

At that time, the mobile phone was no longer working.

No one knows where those monsters came from, or why pedestrians on the street suddenly go berserk as they walk, hugging the people around them and opening their mouths to bite ...... But Wang Xin knows very well: in this kind of chaos, children are easily injured, and the mortality rate is much higher than usual.

And so the chaos went on.

The driver never returned.

That's a very nice guy.

Wang Xin still remembers every detail of the driver's departure that day: he turned off the engine, opened the door and jumped in, and the key hanging on the driver's waist kept colliding and drifting away.

Day, night.

Night, day.

The hopeful rescue team never showed up.

As a last resort, Wang Xin chose the two oldest children as captains and was responsible for taking care of the others. He opened the car door and went out to see what was going on. Just as he got out of the car, a child who did not listen to the call took the opportunity to escape. He cried and shouted to find his mother, Wang Xin was caught off guard and didn't hold it, the child ran to the intersection and was pressed down by several zombies on the spot.

The bloody and brutal scene stunned everyone. Wang Xin hurriedly turned around and fled back to the car.

……

His experience is very short, and Liu Tianming doesn't sound like a deliberately made up lie. His eyes then fell on the bones of the people in the carriage, and he asked suspiciously, "You have been staying here all along?" Haven't left? How did you survive? ”

"Children are the most precious angels in the world."

Wang Xin's dirty and thin face showed an extremely painful expression: "I have no choice, I have no better place to go." ”

(End of chapter)