Fu Hao squatted on the ground and looked at it.

It's different from zombies. Attacking the neck is almost useless. But the heart seems to be more important to them. This has a lot of overlap with the vampire weaknesses in some traditional ghost films.

It was still dark, and after the fight stopped, Fu Hao heard everything around him quiet again.

Theoretically, if there were any other monsters, they would have been alarmed a long time ago. Fu Hao listened quietly to the movements around him, and there was no intention for anything to come out again.

The ground was a mess. Although Fu Hao is not a person with a habit of cleanliness. But in such a small space, I can't stand it anymore.

He went out softly to the toilet across the kitchen, from which he could see the body of the woman not far away.

Fu Hao never fell asleep again. He was always on the alert.

But what is surprising is that there really only one thing happened in this night.

After dawn. He came out of the toilet. With a knife in hand, he searched carefully in the villa. In the bathtub on the second floor was the dead body of a man in his fifties and sixties. There was also a corpse of a woman of similar age in front of the TV in the other room. Both had been dead for more than two days.

In another room on the second floor, you can see some paintings. The furnishings of the room look a lot like a little girl's residence. It looks like a very happy family of three.

I was living a very happy life. But the sudden change of her daughter caused the whole family to suffer.

Fu Hao stood in the middle of the drawing room. You can see a painting of an abstract room on the shelf, surrounded by something like fire. I don't know what the girl was trying to express.

Of course, for Fu Hao, these are no longer important.

Fu Hao suddenly remembered something at this time. conAd1(); "I wonder why the teeth in that girl's mouth are so long?" That's not a human characteristic.

He turned around and looked carefully at the two corpses upstairs, and what he could be sure of was that ordinary humans in this world were the same as himself. And there are no sharp teeth.

Back downstairs, Fu Hao turned over the half-dissected girl's body.

In the morning sun, the girl looked quiet. There was a sense of relief. Fu Hao opened her mouth with a kitchenware.

There are indeed two large canine teeth inside. Very obvious.

"This is definitely not a human tooth...... "In addition, a sharp knife was taken from the kitchenware. Fu Hao pried the two fangs off. If you have a chance to meet a living person, it's better to ask. Survive in a world. For those things that can be life-threatening, knowing more about them will definitely make you live a little longer.

Before going out, Fu Hao took out the food from the freezer in the house. The bread and some canned beans and fish inside have not spoiled. In the last days. These are the keys to saving lives.

Packed some with bags found in the house.

Fu Hao searched the house again and found some dollars. After the end times, the money may no longer be available.

He didn't find the gun, nor did he find the long knife that Fu Hao wanted. The shovel in the backyard was taken by Fu Hao. In a sense, it's also a long weapon. It makes him feel a little safer. He has the master's "Seven Probes and Snake Disc Marksmanship". If he had a long weapon, he would be even more powerful.

Fu Hao found a local map from that small villa, which was already very clear. This is America.

Where he was, there was a small town within ten miles ahead. Either way, look for supplies and weapons.

Walk.

Basically everything is a post-apocalyptic spectacle. conAd2(); On the empty road, you can see one or two empty cars anchored on the side of the road from time to time. Those shells that have been exposed to the wind and the sun. Basically, from the very beginning, you will be in the mood to try these cars.

It's a very different world from the zombie horde. Those vampire zombies here only seem to appear after dark. At least, after Fu Hao has been gone for so long, he has not yet appeared. The hordes of zombies that rushed out with a wild howl.

But in a way, the monsters that only come out at night are a little more difficult to deal with.

What Fu Hao is most looking forward to in this world is that he hopes to find one or two large human settlements here.

His main quest is to live in this world for fifteen days. Everything else is a side quest. In this way, it is very important for him to have a place with food and weapons to be supplied.

I walked about seven or eight miles. Fu Hao saw the dead body hanging on the side of the road.

Fu Hao was in a slightly better mood. This kind of thing is about post-apocalyptic. Where there are human beings, it is used to intimidate outsiders.

He knew these people. Be wary of outsiders. But it doesn't matter. Because Fu Hao can also not be with these people. But he had to get at least one long knife. This is the most basic requirement for self-defense.

Blockaded town.

Outside the town, there are barricades made up of large trucks. Fu Hao saw the man with the gun in the truck from a distance. It looks like the people here are quite organized.

"Where did you come from and where are you going?" There was an old muscular man in his forties in a leather coat who asked Fu Hao. Among the surrounding characters with guns, he was the only one who didn't have a gun in his hand.

Feelingally, this person should be the head of the place.

He was waiting for Fu Hao to answer. Fu Hao smiled and said, "From the back town." Where to go, I haven't decided yet. ”

The old man grabbed Fu Hao's shoulder. conAd3(); Fu Hao looked at his hand holding his shoulder. In fact, he has at least fifteen ways to make the opponent fly out of this way.

But based on a variety of considerations, Fu Hao didn't do anything. That old cowboy must have done this in the army before. He searched Fu Hao very skillfully. But in addition to the shovel in his hand, Fu Hao only had two knives for cooking.

"That's how you got here?" The old cowboy had a contemptuous smile on his face. A dozen gunmen in the truck behind him were all smiling.

Fu Hao spread his hands and said, "Do you have to rely on those two things to walk?" ”

The old cowboy looked at Fu Hao and said. "Looks like you're in luck."

"Don't carry this kind of cutlery, you might as well expect yourself to run faster when you encounter vampire zombies."

He paused at this point. "What is this?" He found something wrapped in toilet paper in Fu Hao's pocket.

When opened, they were two extremely long fangs.

Fu Hao originally thought that the people here had long been accustomed to this kind of thing. But now that I see his expression, I realize that my opinion is probably a little optimistic.

The old cowboy's face changed all at once.

"You killed this?!" He asked.

Fu Hao nodded, but didn't say anything. The dozen or so gunmen around him also had some discoloration on their faces. A few of them gathered around to look at the two tusks.

"Are you going to town?" The old cowboy handed back the two small kitchen knives that he had just searched from Fu Hao.

Fu Hao nodded, "I want to change two weapons that are worth a little bit." ”

The old man nodded, and then said. "Go ahead." He then waved his hand at the spear-wielding boys, "Let him in." ”

It's quite an old town. At least it is quite different from the United States in Fu Hao's impression. Most of the asphalt roads have cracked on the surface.

These pavements are not theoretically going to become like this in a short period of time. That's all it can say. I am afraid that these places have rarely been well repaired in the first place.

The lockdown of the town will make people feel a little safe.

When Fu Hao walked in. There are a lot of townspeople in it, busy with their own work. In a sense, this made Fu Hao feel alive.

Fu Hao saw an old man basking in the sun in the town. There was a dog lying next to him. The man looked a little idle. So Fu Hao went up to say hello and said, "Hello." Where can I get weapons? ”

The old man glanced up at Fu Hao, because it was facing the sun, his eyes narrowed a little, "Jack's house, it's over there." He's been doing this since the accident. They also sell food. ”

Fu Hao smiled and nodded, "It seems that it is a one-stop shopping mall." ”

The old man smiled. "It's not a one-stop-shop, and you don't have anywhere else to buy things."

Fu Hao smiled and broke up with this optimistic old man. Go to Jack's house, which he was referring to.

That's basically barely a shop. There are almost no shelves in the house. But there are quite a few goods.

Fu Hao said hello to him after entering. All he had was some dollars he had gotten from the cottage. But he really doubts that this kind of Fed play is gone in the United States. Can it still work?

So he looked at the man with a smile on his face and asked, "I want to ask, do you still use dollars here?" ”

The man who looked to be in his early thirties and wore a white plaid shirt was very amiable. It's different from what Fu Hao thought. Originally, he thought that this person would be able to open a store at such a time. He must have done a lot of hurtful things nearby.

But the man was not very kind, he said to Fu Hao with a smile. "The sheriff just sent someone to say, what you want, you can get it for free."

"Free?" Fu Hao was a little surprised by the sheriff's generosity. After all, in this post-apocalyptic situation, it is not a trivial matter to say that it is free. He was also re-evaluating in his heart the significance of the guy he killed to these people.

Maybe it's a bit more than people think.

The food Fu Hao brought with him for the time being was still enough for him to eat. What he needed was a weapon.

"I still have food for the time being, but I need a weapon."

"No problem, I've got quite a few of them here." The man said very generously.

Fu Hao looked at his goods, there was a water shotgun and a pistol, and there were rifles, but there were very few.

The owner, "M60 is relatively small. The main thing is that there are too few bullets, so it's not too recommended for you. ”

In the zombie movies I have watched, the firearms that often appear are mainly shotguns and pistols. Bursting automatic rifles are extremely rare. This also creates an excellent opportunity for hordes of zombies to swarm in some cases. If the heroes and heroines in zombie movies have firearms such as heavy machine guns in their hands. And two awesome machine gunners. No matter how many zombies there are, they can't rush into the line of fire.

Fu Hao asked a little strangely, "Aren't there gunfire shops everywhere?" ”

The man spread his hands, "The U.S. government has always allowed us only non-automatic rifles. This happened suddenly. There's no way we can do it. Besides, ordinary people must use shotguns as well. You don't need too good marksmanship to have a lot of lethality. ”

And at this time, the old cowboy also came in from outside the store.

"Young people. Found what you're looking for? ”

The shopkeeper was polite to the old cowboy, "Sheriff, you're here." I'm helping him with the introduction. ”

"There's everything here in Kerry. At least much better than the knife you use. The old cowboy took off his black cowboy hat and fanned himself in the face.

Fu Hao, "Actually, what I want is not a gun. In the absence of a good rifle, Fu Hao is still willing to use a knife.

"Oh?" The sheriff was obviously a little puzzled, "You don't use a gun, what do you want to use?" ”

Fu Hao looked back at the cabinets where the goods were placed, because of the sunshine, there was a feeling that the air was full of dust, "What I want is a long knife, the kind of knife used to kill pigs." ”

When he said this, the sheriff and the shopkeeper were visibly taken aback.

"You...... To use a knife?? "The shopkeeper obviously couldn't understand it.

The relative sheriff is more well-informed. At least when he saw Fu Hao, Fu Hao only had a shovel and two knives in his hands.

The so-called not taking the usual path refers to this.

After a few seconds of silence. Both looked at Fu Hao.

Fu Hao, "If possible, it's better to have a spear." It's the kind of cavalry spear. He gestured his hands to the two of them and said, "I'm more used to using cold weapons. ”

“……”

The sheriff put his cowboy hat back on top of his head and said, "Okay." Hopefully you don't need a horse. ”

Fu Hao smiled, "Of course it's better if you have a horse." ”

"We have a dry slaughterer in town, and a couple of lads with big meat knives. I'll see if I can get it for you. But the spear is a little more troublesome. ”

Fu Hao nodded, "If I can get it, I will be very grateful to you." ”

There is an old Chinese saying that one inch is long and one inch is strong. In a sense, long is almost the same as strong.

The main reason is that when your weapon is longer than the opponent's. When you can hit the opponent, the opponent can't hit you. That's a big plus. For those with more flexible feet, it is almost possible to fly a kite with each other.

And Fu Hao is undoubtedly a flexible person. And his "Seven Detective Snake Guns" is even more sophisticated than his butcher's knife skills. There are these two, which are definitely much better than those shotguns that shoot once and again.

The sheriff's words are very useful. After about half an hour. Fu Hao had already placed more than thirty swords of various lengths and shorts in front of him.

These things are often reluctantly carried on by those who don't have guns as psychological comfort. Most people actually encounter blood-sucking zombies. You can also dare to fight those guys in hand-to-hand combat.

So when the sheriff gave the order, he handed over more than thirty handfuls almost at once.

Fu Hao picked it up in turn and danced a few knives. In the end, he chose two alloy knives more than 90 centimeters long.

As soon as you look at the shark skin coating on the handles of these two knives, you know that they were bought by a certain loser who spent a lot of money.

"Made of German special steel." The man who offered the sword, even in the last days, wore a white Versace suit.

Fu Hao nodded and praised, "It's really good." ”

"I also have a spear. Ordered from Longquan in China. "This man is not an ordinary loser.

The guy in Versace handed over a short gun that was only more than twenty centimeters long.

But Fu Hao knew that this thing must have connotation. Sure enough, the man pulled both hands down. The spear elongated layer by layer, and finally became about two meters six or seven in length.

Fu Hao took it in surprise, he danced several spear flowers in the air, elasticity, tenacity, everything was perfect. I don't know what kind of steel it is made of, it has the elasticity of wood and the toughness of steel.

The people around watched Fu Hao dance the gun and applauded in unison.

"You're practicing Chinese kung fu?!"

Fu Hao held the spear in one hand and said, "Yes." "His marksmanship is not just Chinese kung fu. That's basically, one of the ancestors of Chinese kung fu. (To be continued)

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