When she was cornered, she burst out with amazing courage and extraordinary calmness, she enjoyed killing, and her enjoyment of killing made Zhang Xiaoqiang very confused? Obviously, a little sheep who was afraid of zombies to death before suddenly turned into a lioness?

And Susie, although Susie lowered her head, her trembling body betrayed her, Zhang Xiaoqiang understood Susie's thoughts, and a weak person saw that his companion became the jealousy of the strong. But he couldn't understand why Susie would show a jealous gaze to Yuan Yi, he really couldn't imagine that a weak little woman would have that kind of hairy gaze.

Yang Keer is the little woman Zhang Xiaoqiang is the least worried, she is a little heartless, but her biggest advantage is also heartless, she doesn't worry about anything, she just needs to be happy, which is even more rare in the last days, at least Zhang Xiaoqiang has not seen Yang Keer's heartfelt smile on the faces of the survivors of the last days, watching Yang Keer smile at himself is one of his few enjoyments in the last days.

Of course, there is Zhang Xiaoqiang himself, he seems to have forgotten how desperate he was at home to survive, how he took risks for a few cabbages, he was arrogant after killing D2 by luck, although he said that he wanted to work hard, but in the face of Yuan Yi's service, he did not refuse, but just enjoyed it with an excuse of 'seeing this is the weak'.

When Yuan Yi killed the D-type zombie with his bare hands, Zhang Xiaoqiang was deeply hit, he suddenly found that he had no weapons, he was nothing, maybe he could kill one or two ordinary zombies, but he also had no courage in the face of D-type zombies, at that moment Zhang Xiaoqiang found that this weak little sheep had left himself far behind.

Yuan Yi's bare-handed battle against the D-type zombie looked very reckless and dangerous. But under Yuan Yi's careful calculation, the D-type zombie couldn't go through a round. Watching the D-type zombie fly up and fall and then be trampled to death by Yuan Yi like a cockroach, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart was very sour, he was jealous, he was jealous of a slave girl, especially when Yuan Yi looked at him, he had the idea of completely destroying the woman in front of him.

In the end, Yuan Yi retreated, Zhang Xiaoqiang was also a little unable to pull his face, feeling that he was jealous of a woman who was quite unproductive, so he helped Yuan Yi take a bath, which can be regarded as a kind of compensation for Yuan Yi, and he even gave her a pistol, in addition to accepting her, he didn't want to force himself not to think about relying on weapons to face those unknown risks.

"There is ......"

Yuan Yi was not used to taking the initiative to speak, and after he spoke, he didn't know whether to continue or not.

"What?" Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't hear clearly.

"Is there any smoke? Yes, yes, can you give ......" said a sentence for a long time, and before she finished speaking, Zhang Xiaoqiang handed her a pack of giant pandas.

"Keep it!" Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the Chinese goods in front of him and said.

Yuan Yi hung a cigarette in her mouth, took off the cigarette lighter and lit it, she took a puff and coughed repeatedly, but the cigarette in her hand was not put down, and then she took another puff. She slowly exhaled smoke rings, as if she was remembering something.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's mood still did not calm down, the more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, he turned his head to look at Yuan Yi and said, "How many hands have you learned?" ”

Yuan Yi nodded: "I used to learn some loose hands abroad, I learned it from an old man in Chinatown, he didn't tell me his name, where people called him Old Man Liu." ”

Yuan Yi was very unaccustomed to the UK, always liked to go to Chinatown, looking at the familiar skin color, listening to the familiar language, the wanderer's injury would be slightly lighter, and gradually she also knew a lot of friends, and she liked to communicate with new friends when she had nothing to do. Until she saw an old man with white eyebrows carrying a lot of things and wanted to open the door, Yuan Yi stepped forward to help.

During the contact, the old man knew that Yuan Yi was from Shanghai, and he immediately became excited. The old man's surname is Liu, he is also a native of Shanghai, he came to the UK with his family during the special period, he has always wanted to go back to Shanghai to see, but unfortunately he has lost contact with his relatives in Shanghai, and he is single and inconvenient to travel, he can only recall his hometown in his childhood memory.

Yuan Yi and Old Man Liu are also familiar with each other, Yuan Yi is also very sorry for this lonely old man, he will go to him to accompany him to relieve his boredom if he has nothing to do, one day Old Man Liu is practicing at home, and when he saw Yuan Yi coming over, he asked her if she was willing to learn, and Yuan Yi did not refuse when he saw the hope in Old Man Liu's eyes.

Old man Liu actually doesn't know much, they are all handed down from the family, that is, some joint skills and wrestling methods, but his hands are all more dangerous, and it may cause disability if he shoots.

When Yuan Yi returned to China, he no longer practiced, and he didn't usually touch anyone, so he was naturally not proficient, and he was afraid every day after the end of the world came, and he never thought that what he learned would be useful. Until this time, he was cornered by the D-type zombies, and the hammer in his hand was useless, so he naturally used the back fall he had learned before.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was silent, he thought in his heart how to let Yuan Yi teach himself those loose hands, he found that in the last days, cold weapons are more useful than guns, the sound of gunfire will attract the zombies nearby, and the recoil of the gun itself is also difficult to aim, unless it is the kind of elite soldier who touches the gun every day, it is strange that ordinary people who have never seen a gun on weekdays can shoot accurately.

The most important thing is that the use of cold weapons requires courage, as long as you have the courage to deal with those zombies, you will not be afraid, you will not panic, and you will not make some mistakes that look ridiculous but can kill you. Zhang Xiaoqiang had never touched a firearm before, and he had been fighting with cold weapons since the first time for a few cabbages, and when he looked back, he found that he was much stronger than the prisoners who used hot weapons.

Cold weapons will break and will be destroyed. At this time, your own skills are reflected, and hand-to-hand combat is different from holding a cold weapon against the enemy, what is needed is not your ability to master the weapon, but the judgment and calmness of the opponent. Because you are a weapon yourself, you can't rush in front of your opponent and attack recklessly, or you will lose both.

Only if you are completely calm to find out the opponent's virtual reality, can you find out the flaw and kill with a blow, the static braking of Chinese kung fu is with this, so there is a quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, but empty-handed skills are not practiced if you want to practice, it requires the accumulation of experience, at least not like practicing assassination, out of thin air to assassinate a hundred thousand times can kill zombies like killing chickens.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's machismo psychology made it difficult for him to speak at this time, a man couldn't do it in front of a woman and pleaded in a low voice, even if he did it in the form of an order, alas! It's not a good taste to beg someone!

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked out of the car window in annoyance, this is not far from the small village that rescued Xiaosan that day, remembering that when he first saw thousands of zombies gathered together, he still had some palpitations, and his heart suddenly moved, didn't there be no place to put those lap-mei mountain goods in his car? Wasn't there a small courtyard behind the car repair opposite the oil depot last time?

"Squeak" The two cars stopped at the door of the car repair shop, Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped out of the car and walked towards the repair shop, he didn't take a closer look at the last time he was in a hurry to save people, he ran away with the tires, and the small courtyard was just Zhang Xiaoqiang cleaning up the zombies was accidentally glimpsed, and even He Wenbin They didn't know.