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It was a long time before she said, "Alone? ”

Then he scolded himself secretly, which pot was not opened, and quickly continued, "It is not easy to survive from the wasteland. ”

Zimo was stunned for a moment and raised his head, "When I was five years old, my father was betrayed and killed by his brother, and I survived here alone for seven years. He didn't leave until he was twelve. ”

"It's not easy to survive here." seemed to have opened the conversation, and he answered Jiang Yazhu's every question seriously.

After he finished speaking, he continued to nibble on the barbecue, Jiang Yazhu's heart trembled, he lost his father at the age of five, and lived alone in the wasteland for seven years.

Jiang Yazhu looked at this young man, there was no self-pity on his face, no hatred and bitterness, no complaining about the sky, just sitting there calmly, God please be serious, his eyes clear.

Jiang Yazhu somewhat understood where his maturity, which was different from hers, came from. He was accustomed to life and death, and he struggled in the most cruel and difficult circumstances.

Wandering the wasteland at the age of five, Jiang Yazhu didn't dare to imagine what he had encountered in all these years, but she was sure that it must be that she had never seen blood and cruelty.

Even in the eyes of the teenager, there is no confusion and hesitation, only firmness.

"Alright, you go and rest. I kept vigil with Black Hitomi. Zimo was silent for a while and yawned twice.

Jiang Yazhu suddenly had the urge to do something for this young man, and hurriedly said, "I'll go to the vigil." ”

"You?" Zimo shook his head disdainfully.

Jiang Yazhu was anxious, "Don't you believe me?" ”

Zimo shook his head, and then said, "I really don't believe you. I have to take responsibility for my life. ”

"Bastard, I don't know the hearts of good people." Although Jiang Yazhu knew that what he said was right, and he did not have any experience in surviving in the wild, he still said hard-mouthed.

Jiang Yazhu lay there alone, and fell asleep in less than a few minutes. For a girl like her, the experience of this day is too tortuous, she is too tired, and this sleep is extremely sound.

In a blur, Jiang Yazhu heard someone calling his name, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Zimo's delicate face.

Ah, she screamed, which is the instinctive reaction of people who are suddenly woken up while sleeping.

"What's it called?" Zimo hurriedly covered her mouth with his hand, "Don't make a sound, hurry up, if there is no accident, we are in big trouble." ”

Jiang Yazhu nodded, Zimo let go of her hand, and at this time she noticed that Zimo was now very close to her, and his delicate and resolute face reflected in Jiang Yazhu's eyes, which made her blush.

"Silly girl, hurry up. Get ready for battle. ”

"Don't call me a stupid girl." Jiang Yazhu emphasized again.

However, Zimo was in no mood to argue with her. If he hadn't sensed it wrong, someone had already unknowingly besieged the two of them.

There is only one explanation that Zimo can only find out now, these people are stronger than him, if it weren't for the black pupil's reminder, I'm afraid he wouldn't have found it yet.

A vigilance rose in his heart, the most terrifying thing in the wasteland was not zombies, not strange beasts, but people. Even if zombies and alien beasts are intelligent, they are not as cunning and treacherous as humans.

Human nature is ugly, and it is precisely because of more knowledge that it is more guarded.

"Silly girl, stay here, don't run around, hide yourself." Zimo commanded, hearing his words, Jiang Yazhu's heart tightened, and he unconsciously pulled down the corner of his clothes.

Zimo glanced back and said again, "Don't worry, I will protect you, I have always been reliable in business." ”

When Jiang Yazhu heard his first half of the words, he was moved again in his heart, but when he heard the last sentence, he rolled his eyes, and the tension in his heart dissipated a lot.

Zimo took a few steps into the darkness, constricted his body's functional aura with all his might, and turned it into a dead thing. It's a skill he's honed over the twelve years he's lived in the wasteland, and he's saved his life time and time again.

He is confident that the people in the secret will never find him, this is a wasteland, a wasteland of murderous wantonness, but it is also a wasteland that he is extremely familiar with.

The familiar environment is always reassuring. Compared to the days spent in the Pure Land, the wasteland made him get used to it. He is confident, but never arrogant.

Ten, Zimo looked at the black pupils, and the eye contact made them understand the meaning of each other's expression, and this kind of communication, after three years, is still the same. He prefers to take the initiative rather than wait for others to attack.

Fighting is the best way and the only means, and only fighting will make him feel at ease.

Zimo secretly touched it, this was a young man like a thin monkey, he just glanced at it, and judged that this young man was from the Pure Land. It's just that weird.

For people in the wasteland, killing is killing, and there is no reason to kill, just want to kill, which is not surprising at all.

But the Pure Land? There are not enough benefits, Zimo feels that the people there will not do it, after all, killing a person here for no reason, although it is irresponsible, but it is thankless to spend so much effort to kill a person.

For the people in the wasteland, killing may be just a pleasure, and blood is exciting.

He wondered even more why these people were targeting him, and why they were trying so hard. But he didn't need to know, he just needed to know that these people were his enemies.

For the enemy, Zimo will always have only one word - kill. There is no danger to a dead enemy, and a dead enemy is the best enemy.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is time to kill.

Just when the thin monkey young man was still on his waist, Zimo's dagger was already attached to his neck.

"Who are you? Why are you chasing me? ”

The thin monkey young man's heart was cold, and he hurriedly spoke up, "Chase, I don't understand what the little brother is saying?" I was just passing by. ”

"Huh." Zimo sneered.

Pass by? Passing by needs to be hidden like this, and ten people passing by will be surrounded. Passing by in the middle of the night, come here for a tour, and let the ghost go.

"I studied interrogation." Zimo said calmly, meaning something, and the dagger in his hand had already slashed towards the finger of the thin monkey young man.

"Are you passing by?"

The thin monkey young man screamed miserably, he didn't expect this delicate young man to be so ruthless, especially the calm tone, which made him feel cold in his heart.

"I said, can you let me go?"

The thin monkey young man bared his teeth and asked, Zimo sneered again, the dagger slashed through the young man's skin, and a piece of meat fell off.

"Don't you believe it? I've studied interrogation, really did. This is called Ling Chi, Ling Chi alive, that is, you watch the flesh on your body fall off piece by piece, and your body does not belong to you at all, either you die of pain or bleed to death. ”

"Of course, I've also learned one that cuts people into ****, but, believe me, you won't die right away."

His words were very plain, but they made the thin monkey young man feel chills all over his body, completely at a loss, he didn't care about the pain, and knelt down directly in fright, "I said, I said." Actually, I don't know why. We just took the order from above, saying to kill a young girl. Please, spare me, let me go. ”

"Girl?" Zimo frowned, coming at the stupid girl. The dagger in his hand moved, taking the life of the thin monkey young man.

He stroked his head and said distressedly, "Trouble, it was a trouble to promise this stupid girl at the beginning, and I would have agreed if I was really hot-headed." ”

According to what he has learned in the past few days, Jiang Yazhu is an arrogant eldest lady, according to her, she is the most outstanding genius in her family, and according to her, the person who chases her can circle Xingyao City......

There's a lot more to it according to her. Don't ask Zimo how he knows, don't ask him, this stupid girl has already spit it out.

For Jiang Yazhu's words, he originally didn't believe it. If the geniuses in Xingyao City were all at Jiang Yazhu's level, then he would begin to doubt the necessity of studying there.

Of course, in fact, Jiang Yazhu's strength is actually stronger than Zimo's, but the flowers in the greenhouse can only exert less than half of their combat power.

The fighting ability formed by retreat and penance is completely different from the fighting ability formed in the struggle of life and death.

As the night spreads and the killing continues, he has to fight to kill as many people as possible before the gang finds out, so that he can have a chance to live.

One, two, three, four, five, six. The constant rush made Zimo gasp slightly.

His delicate face was already stained with blood, which made him look a little hideous. The remaining four people have gathered together, and they have discovered the anomaly.

Zimo had to stop, with his current physical strength, his combat effectiveness had declined, and the enemy had gathered together, so it was better to wait for work.