I'm not as good as the child named Little Monkey, the thin figure endured the grief, sprinted over, picked up the gun dropped by Uncle Lin on the ground, aimed at the back of the wing struggling to eat, and pulled the trigger.

The thin body shook and trembled from the powerful recoil of the gun, as if the automatic rifle would blow out of his hand at any moment. But no, he bit his lip tightly, his eyes fixed on the winged stool that had been knocked off, flashing with hatred and resentment so strong that it made my scalp tingle, until the bullets in the gun ran out, he dropped the gun and ran to his father, and ······ But I couldn't lift my feet, as if I was irradiated by the light of the Susu, I froze in place, witnessing all this, is this a cold bystander? No, I never thought that one day, the people close to me would die in front of my eyes one by one.

Am I so vulnerable?

What about my great power?

What about my cynical courage?

What about the soul I am not willing to give into?

Where have they gone?

Perhaps, this is the real me, with a power that ordinary people can't reach, but with a soul as fragile as tissue paper. I finally saw myself clearly, when the membrane that could protect me and the disguise that had been deified were torn apart by a greater force, and what was exposed was a fragile, cowardly, overwhelmed heart. The real me was selfish and cowardly, cowardly and humble, but all this was armed under my great power, and to this day, it is shattered by the merciless reality, naked, naked, bloody and exposed, and my body is completely struck.

My feet seemed to be filled with lead, and my mind was full of guilt, anxiety and self-blame, and I didn't dare to approach, perhaps subconsciously protecting myself, for fear that my overwhelmed nerves would suddenly collapse and collapse.

But I can't, I ······ Carrying his lead-heavy feet, he walked over step by step, as if he was about to face something terrible and dare not face, the blood stiffened in the veins, and the hands and feet were cold.

He is still a child after all, even if he has the courage to kill a wing scrabble with a gun alone, his immature shoulders can't bear the fact that his loved one died, he howls and cries, my eyes are sour, and the feelings of guilt and self-blame are getting stronger and stronger, how should I face him?

He's dying, too.

My eyes fell on Lin Haiming, who was almost about to stop breathing, his flesh and blood were blurred and he looked like a piece of rotten meat, but I clearly felt his eyelids twitch slightly, he was dying, but he was not dead.

I'm going to save him!

He suffered because of Qin Yan, he is not related to me, but like my younger brother, he should not be my bodyguard, my subordinate, but my relatives, but how can I save my relatives?

"Give me a grenade!!"

This is Xu Weiguo's voice.

He was screaming, and I turned my eyes to him, he looked very embarrassed at this time, his clothes were ragged, his cheeks were red with blood, his pistol had long since run out of bullets, and the two boning knives were not very big for the cow prisoner, but he was forced by the cow prisoner with almost no way out, maybe he saw my way of killing the prisoner cow, and he was going to do it.

The cow prisoner was not injured, perhaps it felt the death of its companion, which made it more and more angry, it even began to use tools, picked up a tree that it hit, and began to sweep up, Xu Weiguo's situation became more and more bad, in a hurry, a branch of the big tree swept by the cow prisoner was whipped on his feet, and fell to the ground, but he got up as soon as he rolled, and ran towards the cow prisoner. He's waiting for me to throw a grenade at him because he's noticed me.

However, at this time, it made me think of a way to save Lin Haiming, a way with little hope.

"Next!"

When I saw Xu Weiguo turning sideways, I no longer hesitated, threw the last grenade in my arms at Xu Weiguo, and turned my head to the little monkey in the cry and shouted: "Little monkey! Help me be vigilant, I want to save you little Hai brother! ”

When he heard my words, he wiped a handful of tears, endured his grief, and stood up, his voice hoarse and a little trembling: "Can you save my father?" ”

Hearing his words, my heart trembled slightly, and I silently walked quickly to the corpse of the cow prisoner with a horn knife, not that I didn't want to answer him, but, I couldn't do it, and the star core couldn't do it, I asked the star core, and it said that the flesh and blood in Uncle Lin's body had been sucked dry, and his heart had stopped beating, no matter how strong his regeneration ability was, it couldn't be cured, unless, ······ After the star core said that, it was stuck and chaotic again, and I realized that when it talked about something important, there would always be all kinds of accidents, or program problems, or maybe permission problems.

There is a 1.3% chance that Lin Haiming can be saved, and yes, I plan to use the dead horse with phine cells in the carcass of the captive cow as a live horse doctor.

"Big... Eldest brother! ”

When I used the tenacity and sharp quality of the horn knife to dissect the cattle prisoner, that Chris Garno buried his head and ran over with a panicked face, the big Yanma next to him was gone, I just glanced at it slightly, and found that the big Yanma was guarding Qin Yan with a vigilant face, even though I knew that Chris Garno was only doing this to seek stronger protection, but my already devastated heart was still a little touched.

At this time, I had already completed the autopsy, and crushed a small piece of heart the size of a fingernail of the cow prisoner, and applied it to Lin Haiming's wound, ordinary people can't swallow it like me, but I think the way of ordinary people is the most humane.

"Brother Zhou! I can't stand it! ”

Liu Zhihong, and Fangzheng's people with guns are gradually approaching me, they seem very anxious, which makes me, who is praying that Lin Haiming can come back to life, is also a little flustered, yes, I have used all the hole cards I should use.

"Brother Zhou! It's the monster that discharges! ”

"Look! And monsters are flying. ”

I screamed in horror, and I looked back, and more and more winged stools flew over, and there were even a lot of Gusiqi, that is, those monsters that could discharge.

My heart sank to the bottom, as if God had abandoned us······ I even wondered if I was just a broom star, so many disasters, and then I knew that I was wrong, and I wasn't the only one who was going through these things, there were people everywhere like me at this time, and people were dying every second, and this disaster was global, and even people outside the quarantine area couldn't avoid it.

I stood up and looked at those who were as desperate as I was, and fear, fear, panic stained everyone's faces, and everyone realized that this time, there was no escape.