After some selection, Zhang Peng finally bought two Black Star pistols, an Ak47, two Uzi submachine guns, three bulletproof vests and a large wooden box of ammunition, totaling 715,000 yuan. Although it seems expensive, in fact, this is still the price that can be reached after several negotiations and a lot of spitting.

After buying the gun, the three of them packed the gun and bullets in a travel package, came to the Nanzhou City Railway Station, and entered Anya's platform through the side passage.

This platform does not need to go through the security check at the train station, as long as the ticket holder can see the passage. If you are an ordinary person, you will only see a dead end.

Zhang Peng called Lao Wan out, registered Li Chunsheng and Lao Huangpi as conductors, and then put the gun and bullets into the conductor's room. When he left the station, Zhang Peng only brought a Black Star pistol and a few boxes of bullets, which was enough to defend himself.

They now have a total of three Blackstar pistols, one for each of the three. However, Lao Huangpi doesn't know how to use a gun yet, so he will keep it by Li Chunsheng for the time being, and he will take it when he is familiar with it.

After receiving 2 million, giving a dividend of 400,000 yuan, reserving 500,000 yuan to Zhou Fuyuan, and buying more than 700,000 guns, Zhang Peng's wallet instantly deflated.

As for buying a car, the necessity is already very small, and with Anya, it is much more effective than a private jet.

When he got home, it was already late at night, Zhang Peng took a shower, put the gun on the bedside table, and quickly fell asleep.

Two hours later......

In a daze, Zhang Peng opened his eyes. He stood on the slope of a small hill, and when he looked up, the mountains were full of bones, as many as white forests. Beneath his feet was yellow sand, and the bones buried in it.

He didn't feel particularly scared when he appeared in a strange place, but his heart beat faster and he felt a little dull in his chest.

Subconsciously, in the forest of bones ahead, there seemed to be something hidden for him. It's a mental suggestion that he doesn't know what that thing is, he just thinks he should find it. Or rather, it has to be found. Then subconsciously, walk downward.

"Gur-la-la-......"

There was a crisp sound of bones cracking under his feet. On the dead tree in front of us, a skeleton hangs. The hollow eye sockets, deep and dark, seemed to be staring at people.

As they approached, there was a sudden sound of rustling, like something sharp scratching over a hard object, which made people very uncomfortable to hear. Immediately afterward, a large number of centipedes crawled out of the skeleton's eye sockets. It was black, one finger thick and two feet long, like thick noodles, rushing out of the eye sockets.

Zhang Peng felt his scalp tingle and goosebumps, and instinctively quickened his pace, wanting to escape from here.

"Rustling ......"

He kept running forward, and the scenery around him became blurred. The crackling sound under your feet was gone, replaced by the soft sound of walking on the sand.

Then he saw the endless sand dunes. Layer upon layer, ups and downs. The sun was harsh, but it didn't feel hot.

Where is this?

He was puzzled, but he couldn't think of a reason.

Where am I? What am I doing? What is my purpose?

He didn't know it, his head seemed to be emptied, and he couldn't think. I can't figure out even the simplest questions. He walked aimlessly in the desert. After a long time, a light crossed his mind, and he suddenly realized that he was dreaming.

I'm going to wake up!

He struggled to get out of his dream. Finally, he woke up and appeared in a small room.

The old wardrobe, the desk with the patent leather dropping, the bookcase with the curtains drawn. He soon realized that this was his room. It's just that it's not a room in the power plant compound, it's a dormitory for the rescue team, the room where he was a child.

The point of view has become lower, and the self in the mirror has become seven or eight years old, wearing a white tank top, light blue navy shorts, and bare feet, stepping on the polished concrete floor.

Outside the door, someone seemed to be whispering. He crept over to the door, finally hearing the conversation.

"He's asleep."

"Are you sure?"

"I just checked."

"That's good, you go to the kitchen to get a knife, and I'll go to the balcony to get a rope."

It was his parents' voices, but the content was strange, and both of them deliberately kept their voices down, as if they were afraid of being heard.

He moved to the other side, peering through the gap in the door. In sight, a back figure wearing a dark suit appeared, and a back figure wearing a white shirt, a black horse jacket, and a professional short skirt.

"Be quiet, don't let him hear me."

Then the two figures separated, one walked to the balcony, the other to the kitchen, and soon disappeared from Zhang Peng's sight.

After a while, there was the sound of rummaging through the balcony, and in the kitchen, there was the sound of sharpening knives, which was extremely infiltrating.

He was so frightened that he subconsciously stepped back. It was certainly not his parents, but monsters in human skin.

"Smack!"

Accidentally, he hit the chest of drawers on his back, and something fell down, making a loud noise.

"He's awake!" "Quick, don't let him run!"

Outside there were shouts and hurried footsteps. Zhang Peng was so frightened that he hid under the bed.

The next moment, the door opened, and a pair of black leather shoes and a pair of red high heels appeared in sight.

"Where's Xiaopeng?" "I just saw that." "Will it run out?" "It must be while we're not paying attention......"

The two pairs of shoes walked out, and Zhang Peng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. But as soon as the shoes reached the door, they stopped again. Zhang Peng's heart suddenly jumped to his throat.

The two did not speak, and the room was very quiet. Zhang Peng shrank back and looked at several shoeboxes on the side. As long as you hide behind the shoebox, you are not afraid of being discovered. He moved cautiously, not making a sound. It didn't take long for him to hide behind the shoebox, curled up.

As he looked out again through the gap in the shoebox, two twisted faces suddenly appeared next to the bed, almost screaming in fright.

The purple skin, yellow hair, and bulging eyes are clearly two corpses that have been dead for a long time. Fortunately, the other party didn't notice him, just turned his head and looked around.

"I seem to smell the smell of a living person." The living male corpse's mouth full of yellow teeth and blood squirmed and made muffled sounds.

"Hehehe!" The female corpse let out a shrill and piercing laugh.

In an instant, Zhang Peng was cold from head to toe, and his cold hair suddenly rose, like a hedgehog with fried hair.

"I've got you!"

The two living corpses slowly crawled in. Immediately afterwards, Zhang Peng felt a cold ankle, as if he had been grabbed by something hard.

"Wow!" Zhang Peng was so frightened that he yelled and woke up again.

What catches your eye is the living room of the house. And he, in the mirror on the refrigerator.

Hidden mirror in your dreams!

He soon realizes that he has come to his senses and may be in danger. As he was thinking, the door to the living room slowly opened.

Very lightweight, but also very slow, as if someone was gently pushing it outside. When it was a fist wide, a black light shot in through the crack in the door.

"Ding!"

Zhang Peng quickly turned his head and saw a black and shiny thing nailed to the golden armor talisman attached to the beam of the house. As soon as a layer of golden light flashed on the talisman, it quickly dimmed. Zhang Peng was stunned for a moment, in his impression, the golden armor talisman given by the silent master could be said to be an invincible existence, and it was easily broken.

Immediately after, a figure flew in, as sensitive as a black cat, so fast that it couldn't see the figure clearly. At the same time, the golden light flashed in the passage, and a golden armor guard with six small flags behind him holding a sword in both hands rushed out.

Fortunately, he posted two talismans, otherwise he would have died.

"Bell!"

With a loud sound of metal colliding, Zhang Peng woke up suddenly and quickly picked up the pistol on the bedside table. Looking at the bedroom door, after a few seconds of hesitation, he rolled out of bed, lightly opened the window, and drilled out.

The sneak attacker can crack the Golden Armor Talisman in an instant, which means that it is only a matter of time before the Golden Armor Guard is solved, and it is definitely not something that a Black Star Pistol can deal with. And his black knight is not necessarily stronger than the golden armor guard. So the best option at the moment is to escape!

As soon as Zhang Peng climbed out of the window, he heard a "clang", and it seemed that something hard had been cut off. As expected, in the next second, there was a scream of "ah" in the living room. The sound was deep and long, as if it came from the depths of the netherworld.

Don't think about it, the Golden Guard has already been killed. Zhang Peng's body trembled slightly, barefoot, standing on the windowsill, looking at the balcony on the second floor, taking a deep breath, and jumping.

"Poof!"

His chest slammed against the outer wall of the balcony, and Zhang Peng was so pained that tears flowed out. But under the critical situation, I can't care so much. I saw him tugging at the edge of the balcony on the second floor, kicking his foot against the wall and jumping off the ground.

"Smack!"

Zhang Peng landed on his feet and only felt that the soles of his feet were about to crack. He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and limped to the entrance of the commissary.

"Aunt Ma, Aunt Ma, open the door quickly, someone is trying to harm me!" Zhang Peng banged the wooden door and shouted loudly.

"Click......

There was a soft sound behind him, like a bird flying down, extremely light.

Zhang Peng didn't look back, he pulled out his pistol and shot in the direction of the sound, while summoning the black knight.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bell, bell!"

At the same time as the gunshots rang out, sparks erupted in the air, flying in all directions. The figure was as nimble as a cat demon, rolling backwards in a row, and slashing out lines of sword light, sending bullets flying in the air.

"Bang bang bang!"

"it!" Zhang Peng scolded secretly and pulled the trigger continuously. I was even more horrified in my heart, I could even block bullets, how could I play?

The black star's bullet capacity is only eight rounds, but the recoil is not small, after a few hits, Zhang Peng's hands are numb, but the black shadow is unharmed, and with a flick of the bow, it rushes towards him, as fast as lightning.

At the entrance of the commissary is an underground balcony, and there is an old coal stove outside, which is used to cook water and soup on weekdays. Zhang Peng kicked the pot overturned, stepped on the coal stove over the low wall, and fled in a hurry.

The black shadow caught up after him in a few steps, and when he looked closer, his figure was bumpy and convex, and he turned out to be a woman. For some reason, seeing that it was a woman, Zhang Peng didn't seem so scared. Dealing with women, but his forte.

But I saw a flash of the knife, and cut it horizontally. Zhang Peng immediately pounced forward and fell to the ground, avoiding the fate of separating his upper and lower bodies. At this time, the twelve death knights were finally ready, lined up, and launched a charge towards the woman in black.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The horses' hooves trampled on the ground, making a dull sound, and then they shouted in unison, and the guns were erected at the same time, like a rainbow and fierce, like several large trucks crashing side by side.

But I saw that the woman did several backflips in a row, widened the distance, held a short knife in both hands, pressed her body to a very low level, and slammed into the air at the moment when the cavalry rushed. The body rotated at high speed, like a lotus flower blooming in the sky.

"It's Baa Daddy, Xi Ni Gu!"

With a coquettish shout, the spear rider "hula", all of them broke and jumped around. In the blink of an eye, twelve heads rose into the sky.

Zhang Peng was so frightened on the spot that he even forgot to run. Twelve full-time combat cavalry were killed in an instant, and there was not a single one left!

"Miscellaneous!"

The woman lifted her hood, revealing a cold and clear face, holding a knife in both hands, and walked towards Zhang Peng unhurriedly, as if she was not worried that he would escape.

Zhang Peng got up, and just wanted to run, he tripped over a stone again, and fell to the ground.

The woman walked step by step, and a strange red light appeared in her pupils, which made people feel more and more frightening.

The blade in his eyes was getting closer and closer, and at the last moment, the door of the commissary slammed, and he was kicked open, and a figure rushed towards him.

Looking at it, it was Ma Jinglei in pajamas and holding a scimitar.

She grew up living in the sparsely populated prairie and often herded a whole herd of sheep by herself. When I go to bed at night, in order to guard against wolves or strangers with bad intentions, the scimitar never leaves his body.

"Boom!"

In the next moment, the two figures staggered, and bright sparks flew everywhere.