Chapter 20: The Intruder (3)
Did you cross by yourself?
Joke!
Qiming is a little unimaginable.
At this moment,
"Wang!"
Rhubarb's dog bark pulled his thoughts back to reality.
Immediately after, there was a sound of breaking the air in his ears.
Not good!
What he had just found was so shocking that he had forgotten that there were still people in the room.
looked back sharply, but saw that his standard military thorn found on the Internet was stabbing at him.
The man pulled the dagger out of his lap himself!
So ruthless!
In a hurry, Qiming only had time to raise his arm upwards and hold the other party's dagger-holding arm.
Immediately afterwards, Qiming was thrown to the ground by the other party by the inertia of his body.
After that, the other party held the dagger with both hands and used the weight of his body to press down desperately, trying to stab the dagger into Qiming's body.
Below, Qiming also gritted his teeth, one arm wrapped around the man's arm, and the other hand held the wrist of the previous one, using all his strength to stop the other party.
However, being pressed under the man, Qiming's position was already unfavorable.
Moreover, from the physical point of view, the opponent's arms were obviously much thicker than his, and even with the existence of the additional physical increase given by the full state, the tip of the dagger was still slowly approaching Qiming's chest at a slow, but steady speed.
I'm about to stab in......
"Rhubarb! Bite him! ”
With all his strength, Qiming yelled.
meanwhile
"Whew-"
A howl like a wolf howl came out of Rhubarb's mouth, and then, the big black dog turned into a black phantom, pounced on the man who was pressing on Qiming's body, opened his bloody mouth, and bit the man.
"Ahh
The man screamed, and the strength in his hand couldn't help but loosen, taking this opportunity, Qiming pushed it away violently, quickly got up from the ground, and kicked the dagger in the man's hand out with a flying kick.
On the ground, Rhubarb was frantically biting the man, biting out bloody bite marks on the man's body, and large pieces of flesh were bitten off the man's body by Rhubarb.
Just as Rhubarb opened his mouth to bite the man's neck, Qiming spoke:
"Don't bite to death, save your breath."
Rhubarb then stopped, lying beside the man, staring at the man fiercely with a pair of eyes, and the murderous aura in his eyes was about to overflow.
"Thanks, Rhubarb."
Patting the dog's head, Qiming picked up the dagger from the ground and squatted beside the man.
The latter was covered in blood from the bite of the rhubarb, and in some places even showed bones, and was lying on the ground on his back, his eyes slightly open, moaning unconsciously.
Qiming put the dagger on the man's neck, feeling the coldness of the dagger, and the man slowly opened his eyes.
"Tell me, who the hell are you?"
Qiming asked coldly.
He had already reacted that an ordinary person, even if he had the intention of harming him, would never be able to put zombies into his house.
When he goes out, he always locks the door behind his back, and it is never easy to break into the door, let alone put a zombie into his room without being bitten himself.
This is by no means something that ordinary people can do.
Therefore, Qiming did not believe the man's statement that the members of the so-called survivors' camp went out to look for supplies.
Glancing at Qiming, the man said in a hoarse voice:
"Remember what I told you about the Marauders? I didn't make it up, I was a predator! ”
Hearing this, Qiming remembered what the man said before, and couldn't help frowning:
"Do you have a lot of people?"
"No, no, no......"
The man shook his head slightly and said:
"You didn't understand what I said...... The marauder is me, I am the marauder! Disaster has happened, and it is much easier to snatch supplies from other people than to find them yourself, so, I gave myself a nickname, and this is popular now, Marauder, isn't it cool? ”
As he spoke, the man grinned, and the smile seemed to be too strong, pulling the wound on his body, and he gasped in pain.
Unmoved, Qiming asked:
"You can pick the lock, there are so many houses in the building, and there are no living people in them, why did you choose me here?"
The man pouted:
"What's the point of nobody's? How fun it is to snatch things from living people and kill them! ”
As he spoke, a hint of madness flashed in the man's eyes, apparently he had done this before.
"Maniac."
Qiming scolded.
Immediately, he asked:
"Where's my pile of food? Where did you go? ”
"It's in your bedroom."
The man raised his hand and pointed to the bedroom door with difficulty.
Qiming leaned out and glanced inside, and sure enough, they were all there.
looked at the man coldly and said:
"You're selling a little too much."
After all, if the food was still in place, Qiming would never be alert, and he might be killed by the other party.
The man smiled bitterly and said:
"You're back too fast, I haven't had time to get them out yet......"
Qiming snorted coldly and asked again:
"You just said about the camp?"
Hearing Qiming's words, the man seemed to be very disdainful, and said with disdain:
"You say that trash, they set up camps, help each other, think they can still live like they did before the catastrophe, hahaha, those idiots who don't know what happened!"
Ignoring the disdain in the man's words, Qiming asked:
"In other words, survivors do exist, right? They did set up camps too? ”
Glancing at Qiming, the man nodded and said:
"Of course, although a lot of people died, there were also quite a few people who survived, and if you want to find a camp, it's all over the place."