Chapter 11: Anna and the Pistol

Bang! Hahahaha! The sound of gunshots mixed with the crazy laughter of the little fat man continued to ring out on the roof, and Claude counted from the beginning, 11, 12...

A revolver can only be loaded with a maximum of 6 bullets, but this little fat man has already fired 12 shots in a row, and judging by his appearance, he will continue to shoot.

The gunshots continued one after another, and knowing that all the zombies downstairs had fallen, the little fat man withdrew his sore arm and continued to walk along the roof of the second floor.

"Infinite?" Claude had counted forty-two times, and had never seen the little fat man change a bullet. This is not scientific, that was Claude's first thought, and then he looked at the zombies again, and then he was relieved, now it is an unscientific world.

The little fat man walked along the roof to the end, where the row of shops and houses were not very high, generally built a long time ago, and beyond that was a relatively tall building.

Now a difficult problem has arisen in front of the little fat man, how can he climb the tall building, or jump off the small two-story building. Otherwise, the zombies below will gather again, and it is not a long-term plan to be on it.

Claude was a little interested in the little fat man, but he was still thinking about his sister, and just as he was about to leave, a strange thing caught his attention.

The little fat man walked to the corner, the building in front of him was a small hotel, in order to save space, the houses here were all close to each other one by one. There is not much distance in the middle, but the height is a little high, and the nearest houses here are 3 meters high from the roof, and with the ability of the little fat man, it is obvious that no matter how much he jumps, he can't reach the window.

The little fat man hesitated in the corner for a moment, then took out his pistol, and before he knew what he said, the pistol twisted for a while, and turned into a human figure and stood there.

Is that! Claude looked at everything in the distance in surprise, that figure was too familiar to him, pale yellow hair, 1.7 meters tall, and the dress that wore a coat around his waist in order to highlight his personality, wasn't this his sister Christine Anna?

What's going on? That gun is Anna? What happened to the fall? Claude looked at it all closely, and he was sure that it wasn't himself hallucinating.

The little fat man stepped on Anna's shoulder and stood up, and then easily reached the window, and climbed in from there, and then Anna turned into a pistol again and appeared in the little fat man's hand.

Damn it! Claude immediately walked over to the little hotel with his gun in hand, and he wanted to see what had happened when he fell to the ground.

Claude walked in from the main entrance, this small hotel is not very big, and it is not very formal, how is the business of opening a hotel here, Claude does not know, but obviously there are not many people here. In other words, there are not many zombies.

On the counter at the door, the fat woman was stuck under the bar at this time, and it became more difficult for her to move as a zombie, and the table that could be pushed away with a push with her hand was stuck underneath, looking at the direction in which she crawled hard, the harder she worked, the more firmly the table would be stuck.

Now that his sister and the little fat man were close to the hotel, Claude didn't want these zombies to affect his sister, so he stretched out the cross gun in his hand and pierced the fat woman's head hard.

Climbing up the stairs, he soon heard gunshots, coming from the 3rd floor.

Claude cocked his spear, but the guy was in the way in the narrow hallway, Claude thought about it and put it down, and then walked over to the third floor.

The hotel rooms here are arranged very compactly, the corridor is not very spacious, step on the stairs up, the walls here are a little dirty, in addition to all kinds of bloody handprints and traces left by splashed blood, there are all kinds of graffiti and strange words, the most is what "Miss", "drug", "gambling", "substitute exam" and so on small advertisements.

Claude frowned, he didn't understand, why there was such a place not far from the school, not only was there a place for dirt and dirt, but more importantly, was this kind of place really for those children who had just come of age?

Whether it is before the end of the world or after the end of the world, there have always been unsightly dark places in this world, and these darkness are often hidden in the shadows under the beautiful sun, and if you don't touch it, no one will know that there are all kinds of flies and dogs under the glossy appearance.

This small hotel is not opened in a very good place, the environment is also very poor, there is nothing good at all, but the charges here are very expensive, more expensive than those 4 stars outside. Despite the high fees, many people still come here to stay for the simple reason that they don't need an ID card to stay here.

The throbbing of youth is sometimes beautiful, but not all of them are so beautiful. Apparently this place was able to accommodate minors, as Claude had seen a young girl zombie dressed in very little fabric, staggering down the stairs.

Very young, sixteen or seventeen years old, but the bells and whistles of hair and strange tattoos already tell the story of this little girl's past, well, or rather, rebellious. Next to her, there was a little boy who was close to naked, the same tattoo on the shoulders of two people, one turned into a zombie, and the other turned into food.

Seeing Claude's appearance, the zombie girl roared at Claude as if she was protecting food, and then leaned down, took out a ball of internal organs from the boy's corpse and gnawed it up.

Looking at this scene in front of him, Claude really didn't want to start an association, what did these two minors come here for, and why did they appear here naked. Claude had already vaguely felt the answer, and at the same time felt very sad, and at this moment an inexplicable smell welled up in his heart.

On the one hand, I and my girlfriend have been in college for 4 years, and I know that I will only live together after I come out, and before that, the two have always respected each other, and I have always thought that the feeling of purity is called love.

But what are these little ones? Is youth really that good? Claude reminisced about his high school days, and he realized that apart from reading books and playing games, the word girlfriend really didn't appear.

He kicked the zombie in disgust, and then Claude immediately became nervous, and now it was his sister and the chubby little boy who were here. God, Claude immediately felt a cool air rush to his head, his sister will not be an adult in another month, if something happens, I, I will kill you!

Claude had never been so nervous, not even when his girlfriend was on a business trip with his male colleagues. It's hard for you to explain the kind of affection that your brother has for his sister, you can use your life to protect her, you can do everything you can for her happiness, you can do your best.

I don't want her to be hurt a little, I don't want her to be wronged, even when I was a child when I bullied my sister, Claude is the same, just bully herself, and never allow others to say that she is not.

When he was a child, a wolf dog barked at his sister and almost bit her, and then the next day, the wolf dog was stoned to death.

Another time, a little boy pulled his sister's braids, and for the next few days, the little boy had a blue nose and swollen face for several days, and he did not dare to tell his teachers and parents, because Claude said to him: "If you like my sister, if you can beat me, I will approve of you as a brother-in-law." ”

It's hard to imagine that a boy who is only 14 years old would have such thoughts, Claude is such a person, his own family is absolutely caring, and he does not allow anyone to hurt his family.

"You'd better be honest, or I'll skin you!" Claude clenched his fists fiercely and walked quickly towards the third floor.

Anxious, nervous, scared, worried. All the complications came to his mind, and he was even a little afraid, if he hadn't met this little fat man by chance, if he hadn't happened to see the pistol, if he had found his sister a little later, Claude gritted his teeth, he felt like he was going crazy.