Chapter 190: Funny and Dead!

In China, let alone shooting and killing people, if you have a gun in your hand, someone will call 110 to call the police and send you to the bureau for free tea. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

And these people are fighting among themselves here, with sticks and knives, although there will also be serious injuries and even deaths.

However, in their hearts, there is a word called, the law does not hold the people accountable!

It's like a thief who went to a village to steal a dog, and ended up killing hundreds of villagers. Even if the police came, there was no way to convict hundreds of people, and this matter could only be reduced to a small matter, and a small matter could be reduced to nothing. Criticized things!

In the early stages of the collapse of a civilized society like the present, the word law still carries some weight.

This is also the reason why Zhu Zilong did not shoot and kill people directly, even if he killed that man, it was because he attacked him first, which was considered legitimate defense.

Of course, the person in front of him will not think so much, he will only think that he killed someone, but still killed with a gun.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

With Zhu Zilong's leather shoes, the sound of stepping on the ground was very loud, with a certain rhythm sounding in the silence, and everyone was soft. Especially when they saw that he had two submachine guns, and the little Pegasus also had a gun, everyone was even more scared now.

Zhu Zilong's posture was very upright, his expression was very majestic, and the momentum shocked everyone and couldn't help but want to retreat. He walked from the far left of the crowd step by step, his eyes sweeping over the strangers of different ages and appearances in front of him.

I silently thought in my heart, these people will make trouble as soon as they come, and they are really not very good candidates for the team.

It's an extremely complex team, extremely difficult to communicate, extremely difficult to control.

"You're lucky, you're living well, you have something to eat, and you don't have to go out and kill zombies and monsters to survive." Zhu Zilong's voice suddenly sounded, it was very clear, and everyone could hear it.

"But you don't know!" Zhu Zilong's voice suddenly became louder: "What you eat is from our village, and the safety is also provided by our village, but now you are making trouble here, really when the mud bodhisattva has no anger?" ā€

Although Zhu Zilong killed someone, Zhu Zilong's grandfather who came out of the room, and the old people in the village, still stood on Zhu Zilong's side unconditionally, and they looked at the survivors of the infighting with unkind eyes.

The people who came over with Zhu Zilong on Chen Sanyuan's side glanced at each other, and finally Chen Sanyuan brought the only twenty or thirty men in the team, and also stood up, lined up in a row, and stood on Zhu Zilong's side.

People stand around in a circle, forming an irregular circle.

"The people of our village have rescued you, provided you with food and water, and safe shelter. The world has changed, and without rescue, people can only rely on themselves to help. Everywhere will soon become full of dangers, food and water will be depleted quickly, and we will have to set up new camps here. ā€

"Alright! I admit that you are a bunch of able-bodied deaf, blind people who are deaf and deaf to everything that is happening outside. Your hearts are still full of illusions that the world can and must work according to a fixed mindset. Other cities are still thriving, where money can be used, and where lost status, identity, and property can be reclaimed. Therefore, as long as you suffer a little trouble and white-eyed here, it is easy to fight for something. ā€

"Hahahaha! I am amazed by your persistence and stubbornness, and I have to admit that you are a bunch of stubborn idiots. So much evidence, so much reality, so many corpses, and the propaganda of the previous state, all of which seem to you to be false and empty, and even death and blood cannot make you smart. ā€

Zhu Zilong's voice was extremely loud, getting louder and louder each time, and his tone was getting hotter and hotter every time.

In the face of Zhu Zilong's accusations, the survivors in other regions who pointed their guns at them showed indifference, numbness, anger, fear, ridicule, and various emotions in their eyes.

But no matter who it is, they can feel Zhu Zilong, and at this time, a violent flame is brewing in his body, which may explode at any time.

However, there is a kind of person in this world, which in times of peace we call comics. and those who die!

And now, just a short time after the catastrophe happened, such people still make up a certain percentage of the population.

It is often said that "there is much help for the righteous, but little help for the unjust". It is as if good can always triumph over evil, and tyrannical rulers never end well. Moreover, there are so many people who believe in modern people.

So, in Zhu Zilong's explosive speech, a woman seemed to be a female tyrant who did not participate in the infighting just now. It seemed that he was a little indignant at his murderous behavior just now, and shouted: "Why are you talking nonsense here? What qualifications do you have to kill? Even if they are thugs, they can only be dealt with by the law, not you. Don't forget, you're not a police officer or a government officer! ā€

"Do you really think so?" Zhu Zilong suddenly felt that he was really a husky. After a moment of silence, he separated the crowd and slowly walked up to the woman, staring at the extremely nervous eyes with a hint of regret.

"You, what are you going to do? You murderer! "Well, the woman has committed another act of death.

In the next second, Zhu Zilong lowered his head and smiled like a devil: "That's right!" You're right. I'm not a police officer, and I'm not a government officer. But so what, you call the police! If it weren't for the three giant dogs on my grandfather's side, I am afraid that I would not know which thug was injured and killed to the ground by this time, right? ā€

The woman's expression began to panic, she looked at Zhu Zilong tremblingly, hurriedly took out a few banknotes from her pocket, and handed them over tremblingly, full of fear, but shouted without any justice: "We people, eat your things, live in your house, we will give money afterwards, we will pay, if we hurt someone, how much money the police will ask us to pay at that time, we will not admit it." ā€

"Money, there's a fart in the future! Don't think that a few dollars are great. Zhu Zilong directly sprayed her saliva.

Zhu Zilong's fierce appearance, as sharp as a knife, counterattacked, making the heart of a woman with a tough attitude collapse instantly. She unconsciously began to retreat, and finally, her foot fell to the ground with a crooked foot. And then he began to cry!

Zhu Zilong's grandfather, Zhu Dagang, seemed to be a little unable to see a woman crying, and pulled the corner of Zhu Zilong's clothes. Signal him to forget it, and scold and scold!

You can't give other people's face, but of course you have to give your grandfather's face.

Zhu Zilong, who felt a little dumbfounded, waved his hand and rushed to the foreign survivors surrounding the village, saying: "You all go, you are not welcome in our village, I will let people count the number of people tomorrow morning, whether you want to or not, let me go." Otherwise, the knives and guns in Lao Tzu's hands are no joke! ā€

After saying this, Zhu Zilong led the people on Chen Sanyuan's side, accompanied some people on his grandfather's side, and returned to the village center.

At the entrance of the village, the survivors who had fought or had not participated in the infighting before slowly became louder.

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