Chapter Forty-Seven: We Want This Place

Five blooming blood flowers bloomed from the five people one after another, each shot was a fatal wound, Niu Sheng didn't have time to dodge, he wanted to push the little beard that was pressing on his body away, before that a bullet hit his forehead, a small hole was opened in his forehead, Xiao Hu hadn't put on the platinum necklace he had just snatched, and he was still holding the necklace with both hands, his heart was hit by a bullet, and he hit Niu Sheng's body, and he couldn't stand up anymore, and the bald man's temple was pierced, so that he could no longer make the action of holding the chair, He fell sideways, and then Niu Sheng's chair turned upside down towards him, several people fell on their backs, two thugs holding Chen Fei and Wang Fan, one leaning against the wall with his bleeding neck, and the other holding a mouth that had been torn by bullets, and fell to the ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Lao Huang looked at the five faces with round eyes, his face was full of shock and unwillingness, he took a sip and scolded: "I want to threaten your grandfather, you are still too tender." ā€

After he finished speaking, he jumped out of bed, first went over and pulled out the stinky socks in the mouths of Wang Fan and Chen Fei, after the two of them were liberated from their mouths, they immediately gasped roughly, coughed, and then went to untie the rope, the rope was tied with a dead knot, and it could not be untied, Lao Huang took the knife out of Xiaohu's corpse, cut the rope, and liberated the two.

"It's so thrilling, I almost thought I was going to confess here." Ah Fan moved his wrist, and the situation just now made him feel palpitations.

Chen Fei's face turned pale, and he spat on Niu Sheng's face, scolding: "Bastard." ā€

This evil star, who seems to be in control of everything, slashing zombies, and slashing the living like child's play, probably didn't think that no matter how strong and good he was, he would also be killed by a bullet, and his wide eyes were full of horror and unwillingness.

Huang Zhenmu snatched back his own necklace from Xiaohu's hand and put it back on, Xiaohu covered his chest, blood soaked his shirt, his heart was hit by a bullet, he was so painful that he couldn't speak, he could only let out a low moan, his facial features were huddled together because of pain, tears flowed, Huang Zhenmu looked at him condescendingly: "It didn't have to be like this, who told you to be too unscrupulous, this is what you brought on yourself, you know?" ā€

The three of them hurriedly put their clothes and weapons and equipment, no one paid attention to the few dying people who were still struggling and groaning, not because they liked to enjoy the feeling of making the enemy suffer more, but because they had not done such a thing as mending the knife, to end the pain for them as soon as possible, in extreme circumstances, Lao Huang could shoot in order to protect himself and protect the two brothers, but when the crisis was temporarily lifted, let Lao Huang consume precious bullets again, no, let Lao Huang make up for them again, it would not be possible, if it was not necessaryHe didn't want to experience what it was like to kill the living with a knife, and in fact, none of them wanted to stay in this bloodied room for a few more moments.

And Huang Zhenmu also noticed it a long time ago, and used an eagle against Huang Zhenmu's backbone behind his back, and the person who threatened him was Zeng Jifei.

Lao Huang's elbow hit broke the bridge of his nose, his nose bleeded for a long time, and the black-framed glasses on his nose were also broken, the glasses fell to the side, a piece of the lens was broken, and he fainted, I am afraid that he will not wake up for a while.

Huang Zhenmu dragged Zeng Jifei to the living room and put it down, he didn't want to talk to people in front of five corpses that still had residual warmth, Chen Fei and Wang Fan too, Lao Huang saw a vase in the living room, the flowers inserted in it had withered, and there was water in it, he pulled out the flowers and threw them away, a bottle of water was splashed on Zeng Jifei's face, and then sat on the leather sofa with a golden knife, and the two box guns were also tightly tied to his waist, and with a "bell", the vase was smashed on the coffee table.

Being poured with cold water like this, Zeng Jifei hit a spirit, and woke up slowly, humming in pain while covering his nose, his nosebleed had soaked the clothes on his entire chest, and even dripped onto his neck and pants.

He was finally able to open his eyes and see clearly the three people staring at him in front of him, and he woke up at once, and he began to wail and beg for mercy, saying that he was blinded by lard, so he would do such a shameless and stupid thing, saying that he was a good young man, and he was forced to join the cult in the last days, and he went astray, saying that he still had parents and relatives who were uncertain about life and death in his distant hometown, and he became a lonely ghost, and he didn't know who would take care of his parents. He said regret while hammering his chest, tears flowed down his eyes, if it weren't for Huang Zhenmu who had personally experienced his double-faced and three-faceted stabs, he would almost feel that he was now the most innocent and pitiful person in the world.

Huang Zhenmu threw out the first question he asked: "How long have you been a member of this sect?" ā€

Zeng Jifei heard that the person in front of him didn't seem to have the intention of killing him immediately, so he hurriedly replied: "It didn't take long, it was about two months, and I joined them soon after the zombie outbreak, ouch." As soon as he finished speaking, he covered his nose and hummed again.

"How many core members are there in the sect? In addition to Niu Sheng, there is also Liu Yishan, and what kind of sect leader. ā€

"There aren't many people anymore," Zeng Jifei covered his nose, then took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, tore the tissue to plug the bleeding nose, and then wiped the place where he felt that there was blood on his face with the tissue, and the red blood was everywhere, which looked particularly miserable: "There were not many people before, a total of more than 30 people, and they completely controlled here, and later sent most of the people to look for food outside, and as a result, they lost more than half of the people, but they were mainly the people of Liu Yishan's faction, and his subordinate Mengzi, It is said that he also died, and two trucks were lost, oh no, one now. When Zeng Jifei said, he cautiously looked at the faces of Huang Zhenmu and the others, for fear that he would say something wrong, "A person brought back by Niu Sheng was caught by a zombie, and he didn't say it until he was about to mutate, and he was discovered by everyone until he was about to mutate, and he also bit two people, and Niu Sheng killed them with his own hands. The people who belonged to Liu Yishan's faction in that operation were basically dead, Liu Yishan was very annoyed, but there was no one under him, and there was no way to take Niu Sheng, the contradiction between them was getting bigger and bigger, and there were several times that the smell of gunpowder was very strong, and then I don't know how, Zuo Envoy, no, Liu Yishan didn't appear, and said that he was sick, but in fact, he was injured, and the injury was very serious, and there was a shortage of medical treatment in this place, and he could only lie down to recuperate, and now no one knows about his situation. ā€

Originally, Lao Huang just wanted to ask where Liu Yishan was, but he didn't expect this Zeng Jifei to pour beans into a bamboo tube and tell everything he knew, which saved him a lot of tongues.

"Is he dying?"

"I don't know."

Chen Fei touched his wrist, those rough cult thugs woke up his sleeping self, tied his wrist with a nylon rope, and stuffed the stinky socks that had not been washed for many days into his mouth, making his mouth smell, and his mood was like a piece of, he looked at Zeng Jifei with disgust: "Your acting skills are good, you don't look like that kind of ruthless person at all, I didn't expect you to hold a gun at someone, it's really unseemly." ā€

Zeng Jifei shouted loudly: "God is pitiful! I didn't know how to use a gun, I didn't kill anyone, I was just forced, and they saw that I was so good that they forced me to join the church. ā€

"After you join the church, what good is there that makes you so desperate for them, and they will also force you to do these things with a knife? That's not right, you're holding Ah Fan's shotgun in your hand, if they don't trust you very much, they won't let you hold the gun," Lao Huang looked at Zeng Jifei's expressionless face, wanting to see through this person's heart from this face: "You must have tasted a lot of benefits, right?" ā€

"I didn't, I didn't." Zeng Jifei shook his head again and again.

What does a single young man who suddenly encounters the end of the world need? Craving?

Lao Huang already has some eyebrows in his heart, "You continue to ask, "How many disciples like Niu Sheng are still in your sect?" ā€

"Not much, maybe a dozen. But there are no cadres like him. ā€

"Where's your leader?"

"I haven't seen the sect leader before," Zeng Jifei said, his face also showed a puzzled look: "He seems to be in retreat and cultivation, he has not appeared in the sect, and the affairs of the sect are all handled by the two envoys. ā€

Huang Zhenmu nodded: "Do you think they will make trouble for us?" ā€

"No, no!" Zeng Jifei hurriedly said: "There are only so many people among them who have really followed Niu Sheng and them for a long time, and they have almost been killed by you, and the remaining few are all ordinary people from the past, not so fierce, they don't dare to do anything to you." ā€

Wang Fan continued: "It's good if we don't make trouble for them." ā€

"Okay, I've decided!" Huang Zhenmu rubbed his hands together and made up his mind.

"What do you decide? What are you going to have for breakfast today? Chen Fei said.

"you," Lao Huang chirped, "Lao Tzu is going to take over here!" ā€

"Take over here," Ah Fan widened his big eyes and pinched his bearded face, telling himself in pain that he wasn't dreaming, "what do you want to do?" ā€

"What to do? Expel all the people of the Pure Heaven Cult of Raushzi, and if they don't want to go out, kill them. ā€

Chen Fei stared at Huang Zhenmu, was silent for a long time, and said, "Master Huang, you have also changed." ā€

"How has it changed?"

"I remember the first time I killed someone, my whole body was numb with nervousness, my heart beat at least three times as much as usual, and it took a long time for me to recover, and you, you killed five people at once, and you felt like you were okay so quickly."

"I'm not fine, I'm under a lot of pressure." Lao Huang smiled: "There is a reason for the incident, they threatened me and pointed a gun at me......"

"I know," Chen Fei said, "I know all this, even so, you are very powerful, and you have become very powerful." ā€

"Huh." Lao Huang nodded. "I still remember when you just shot Shen Liang in the past, I was still surprised why you dared to shoot and kill, you are such a herbivorous man who has always been indisputable with the world, until today, I have personally experienced being threatened with a gun, and I can really feel how this feeling of life and death makes people nervous and collapsed, not to mention five people, even if it is five hundred people, I will kill you, you said that whoever dares to point a gun at you, you will kill whom, I feel the same way now."

After saying this, Zeng Jifei's face changed greatly, looking at Huang Zhenmu, Lao Huang also turned his attention to him.

"Don't, don't kill me." Zeng Jifei begged Lao Huang, "I'm not a threat to you. ā€

"What are we going to do with him?" Lao Huang asked Ah Fan and Chen Fei for their opinions.

"Whatever you want," Chen Fei said, "either kill him now, or let him go." ā€

"Whatever you want." Ah Fan dragged his chin and thought: "I think he is not guilty of death, but after all, he is the one who taught him, and it is up to you to decide." ā€

"I can not be the one who taught, I'll quit now!" Zeng Jifei shouted.

Huang Zhenmu stared at Zeng Jifei, his face was expressionless, looking at him as if he was thinking about how to deal with such a chicken that was about to go bad, Zeng Jifei was stared at by him, his heart was like falling into an ice cellar, it was becoming more and more unpleasant, could it be that he had a murderous intention to let himself die here? Could it be that he became so happy after the disaster, and now it's over?

Thinking of this made Zeng Jifei full of unwillingness and resentment, his hands and feet are still flexible, but he was knocked out just now, and now he is out of the door, there may still be a chance, but there is still a gun on the other side......

Just when a hundred thoughts were rushing back and forth in Zeng Jifei's mind, Lao Huang opened his mouth to let him end his nonsense.

"Okay," Lao Huang clapped his hands: "Give you a chance to atone for your sins, take us to the activity site of your sect, go to meet them, and get things done." ā€

"Shall we leave now?" Ah Fan said: "I haven't brushed my teeth and eaten breakfast yet. ā€

Chen Fei said: "I haven't washed my face yet..."

"You guys are really enough......" Lao Huang said: "This room with five corpses, I don't want to stay with them for a moment anyway." ā€

Zeng Jifei walked out of the small building with the murderous three, this community was quiet and terrible, no dog barking, no engine sound, no voice, no cicadas, not even the chirping of sparrows and cuckoos, Huang Zhenmu knew that more than one person must have heard five gunshots from the room, early in the morning, as obvious as lice on the monk's head, ordinary people stayed at home, spied out of the window Huang Zhenmu's house The movement, when they saw that it was the three outsiders who came out alive last time, whispering incessantly.

"Do you think it's possible for us to settle this matter peacefully?" Ah Fan asked Lao Huang, "For example, use negotiation to make that group of people make concessions." After all, if they didn't have a particular threat, we wouldn't have to kill anymore. ā€

"It depends, I'm not so cruel and easy to kill, but I have no choice but to do so." Huang Zhenmu said, "Those people are used to being powerful, once the sea was difficult to water, I am not a good gentleman, I have the patience to influence them and let them go on the right path, not to mention, now there is not so much time for us in this world, what they can do is either accept reality or die." ā€

The group of four unhurriedly followed Zeng Jifei to a building, it was the building that Huang Zhenmu inadvertently spied on the strange rituals of this sect, Huang Zhenmu inevitably recalled that crazy night, what he saw was simply incredible, it was from that time that he decided that this sect was not a good bird, even if it was exterminated, it would not be a big deal. Coming to this place during the day is another wonderful feeling, it is not much different from the other buildings in the community, the houses have been some years, the corridors, and the houses, there is a thick layer of dust, since the catastrophe, it seems that people all over the world have lost interest in cleanliness.

If it weren't for Zeng Jifei telling him that this was the "main altar" of the Pure Heaven Holy Sect, the three would still think that this was a dilapidated old house.

In the room on the first floor, Huang Zhenmu saw the materials unloaded from the truck, almost an entire hut, whole bags of 10 kilograms of rice, flour, whole barrels of oil, barrels of stick noodles, as well as sausages and bacon, snacks and chocolates, chewing gum, fruit juice drinks and so on. At the door of the hut, three stout, dark-skinned men in vests were playing poker to kill time.

Before they arrived, they heard the three of them chatting, but they didn't expect that there were big fish delivered to the door, and they were relieved now. In addition, there are people who agree, yes, there is no need to worry about food for a while now.

Play the cards, play the cards quickly, rub what!

"Good morning, friends," Lao Huang swaggered to a few people, startling them, he put his hands on his waist, and pressed his hand on the holster of the box cannon, he could draw a gun and shoot at any time, Chen Fei and A Fan followed closely behind, holding the eagle and five or six semi-automatic in their hands, the rough shape of the two spears matched the two Lao Huang with a smile: "Playing cards, tell you one thing, your right envoy, is Niu Sheng, just now in my place, we had a little conflict, now it is resolved, the result is, Now it's up to me, understand? ā€

The three people didn't understand what Lao Huang meant for a while, but they just thought that the right envoy had brought several people to end them before, and when they were asleep, they should be nine out of ten to deal with a few good people who had not experienced any storms, but they suddenly found that the right envoy did not bring back the good news, but these three people came, followed by a shrunken and bloodied Zeng Jifei, who knew that the big thing was not good.

Born in the world of zombie outbreaks, the importance of living materials, especially food supplies, is greater than in any previous era, at this time, the people who were given to guard and distribute food were naturally the people in power in a group, Lao Huang knew that they must be people with more status in the sect, so he came straight in and made his words clear.

The three of them didn't think about how to deal with it for a while, but after all, they were also old and sophisticated, and the leader of the flat-headed, tattooed man with teeth and claws showing from his vest said, "How is the right envoy?" After he finished asking, Lao Huang did not answer immediately, but asked rhetorically: "What do you say?" ā€

The man picked up his muscles, and then calmed down and said, "It seems that the right envoy has gone to the west." The two people next to him were surprised and annoyed, their faces turned red, and they glared at Lao Huang and the three of them, if their eyes could kill, Lao Huang and the three of them were already a puddle of flesh.

"So do you want to take advantage of the victory and seize control of this place?" The man looked at the three of them and said slowly.

Huang Zhenmu was a little uncomfortable by him: "Happy, if you are willing to cooperate, it will be simple, but what about the people in charge of you?" ā€

"The sect master, his old man is in retreat, no one can disturb him, and the left envoy is seriously ill again," the man muttered, "Okay, I'll take you to meet the left envoy." ā€