readx; When it was completely dark, I walked down the street with the fat man with "heavy makeup". Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Although it is very dangerous to come out and walk on the zombie-infested streets at this time, we can't take care of those at this time.

After all, this kind of thing is familiar to us, and the two of them are full of hatred in their hearts, so the mentality is quite good. There is no fear and nothing wrong. The purpose is just to take Xu Man away, whether he is dead or alive.

The fat man and I cautiously walked to the door of the supermarket, and saw that there was no movement in the supermarket, so we hurried over to see Xu Man's situation.

At this time, Xu Man had a high fever and his breath was very weak, but fortunately, he still had a breath. Just in case, the fat man and I put a sack over her, and only her head was exposed. Gently lifting her up, we headed for the fields outside the town.

In the eyes of the zombies wandering the streets, our behavior is obviously very unusual, so from time to time there will be curious zombies coming to surround us. Fortunately, both of us were very mentally tough, and we didn't pay any attention to their curiosity, and just walked towards the town with strange steps. In addition, we were covered in dirty blood and minced flesh, exuding a strong smell of rotting corpses, so those zombies were just curious, constantly looking at us, and occasionally inhaling vigorously at us.

In this way, we slowly walked across the road and into the weeds under the watchful eyes of many spectators, ending this parody performance.

We didn't go back to the room where I was hanging out with the fat man, because we had a lot of things to do. When he got into the grass, the fat man said that it would definitely be uncomfortable to carry Xu Man like this, and planned to carry her on his back. I didn't bother to fight with him, so I opened the way, and the fat man carried Xu Man on his back and came to the "hiding place" in the field. entered the house and put down Xu Man, but did not untie the bag on her body.

The supplies we brought with us when we came had already been taken by those people, and now we don't have any medicine on hand, so we can only feed Xu Man some water.

We waited quietly, waiting for Xu Man to wake up. However, the miracle did not happen. Around eleven o'clock in the night, Xu Man's already weak breathing stopped.

Looking at the silent fat man, his mood at the moment should be the same as when I was at the beginning.

Although I watched the person I liked die in my arms, I was stronger than the fat man, and Xiaocui loved me deeply when she left. But the fat man just fell in love with someone, and he didn't have time to confess.

In any case, it was the same group that killed them.

After a long time, the fat man gently put down Xu Man and said to me, "It's time for you to help me this time." ”

Of course I knew what he meant, but I shook my head and said that now was not the time.

"What do you mean?" The fat man suddenly grabbed my shoulders with excitement and glared at me fiercely. I effortlessly pulled his hand away and smiled at him.

"I suddenly feel that our enmity should be avenged by Xu Man himself."

More than an hour later, "Xu Man" suddenly opened his eyes and yelled at me and the fat man with a hideous face. Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, anyone who watched his companion go from birth to death and then from death to become like this would inevitably feel a burst of sadness.

Because his hands and feet were in the sack, "Xu Man" at this time could only struggle to roll on the ground, only exposing his head, baring his teeth and yelling at us. This reminds me of Gao Jian again.

"I'm sorry, I promised Gao Jian to protect you well, but I didn't. Rest assured, I'll get you revenge with your own hands soon, and then free you. After letting the grieving fat man go out first, I said a few more words to "Xu Man", and then walked out of the room and closed the door.

The first stop of our revenge was the gas station we passed when we came, and I didn't talk to the fat man all the way, but we just held back a fierce rush and it didn't take long to get here.

It's been a few days, and the zombies besieging this place have already dispersed. As for whether the survivors at that time were dead or alive? That's my business, I'm just an Avenger at this point.

After cleaning up the remnants of the zombies, I got a few gasoline cans with the fat man and filled them with gasoline. Then he dumped all the liquid in the glass bottles in the convenience store, and only filled the empty bottles in the sacks. Before leaving, he also pinned the axe in the fire box to his waist.

I carried a bucket of gasoline in each hand, and a sack of empty glass bottles on my back, which was not worth much to me now. The fat man, on the other hand, did not have such good physical strength, and he stumbled when he walked with thirty liters of gasoline in each hand.

After tossing and turning all the way, we finally returned to the town before dawn, and while the zombies were resting, we hid back in the house where we were squatting.

"Ouch, I'm tired to death, uncle." As soon as he entered the door, the fat man immediately put down the gasoline barrel, sat down on the ground, took out a cigarette and wanted to light it. Seeing this, I hurriedly went over and slapped the cigarette in his hand, saying that the house was full of gasoline, and if you want to die, don't pull me.

"Ugh"

The fat man sneered, washed his hands, and went up to the third floor. By the time I had put everything I had brought back and went upstairs, the fat man had finished smoking a cigarette.

"Little beast, when are we going to set fire?" When he saw me coming up, the fat man immediately couldn't wait to ask me. But I didn't cooperate with him at all, glanced at him lightly, and said to go to bed first.

Fatso:......

There are still a lot of arrangements that have not been completed, and after a day of tossing, I feel tired at this time with my physical strength, let alone a fat man. He's going to be energetic, but he's physically strong. If you really go out like this, it's no wonder if nothing happens. By the time I came out of the shower, the fat man, who had just been clamoring to set the fire immediately, was already lying on the couch and snoring. When he saw that the sky was getting brighter, he fell down on the bed and fell asleep.

At noon, I woke up first, and then kicked the fat man awake. I ate something with him and told him to pour all the gasoline he had brought back yesterday into a glass bottle and plug it with a strip of cloth.

"Burn & bottle, I know this."

"Don't smoke when you fill up with gas." I said a few more words and ran to the second floor by myself.

Since it's a very small town, the planning is still very old-fashioned. Wires are staggered everywhere, and after the power has been out for so long, I am not afraid of electric shock. I climbed out of the second-floor window, climbed a few wires, and crawled across the street.

Fortunately, on the other side of the street are some shops that do business and have simple canopies everywhere. I found a sturdy-looking one to jump on, climbed through the window into the house, and ran up to the roof.

I'm pretty familiar with things like flipping roofs. It didn't take long for me to reach the top of the supermarket, and the purpose of my trip was only to block the way out on their rooftop. So after tying up the doorknob, I turned it back the way I came.

After I dropped a few beds and sofas on the road at the entrance of the town, all the preparations were over. Ignoring the zombies downstairs, we went back to our base along the roof.

When the fat man saw me coming back, he complained to me that I had left him as a coolie and went out by myself. During the time I was out, there were about fifty or sixty incendiary bottles produced by the fat man, and the large and small gasoline bottles filled two cardboard boxes with a bucket outside. I thought it was almost enough, so I let the fat man go on leave and let him go to the roof to breathe. The fat man glanced at me resentfully, tore off the wet pillow towel tied to his face, and silently went to the roof to smoke.

Before the wee hours of the morning, I went with the fat man to the house across from the supermarket with all the burning bottles. I had already told the fat man all the details before leaving, and I didn't dwell on it at this time, let him hide it and wait for my signal. I was about to turn around and go out, but the fat man grabbed me from behind. He didn't say anything, but I could understand the worry in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to die that easily." With that, he took his hand and went out into the street alone.

"Whew"

I just stood quietly on the street, stepping on a stone pier of more than 400 catties under my feet. Since the next action is very dangerous, I may be besieged by zombies at any time, so I am inevitably a little nervous.

"The burner bottles are in place, the rooftop gate is locked, the junction is blocked, and the tires of the trucks are deflated."

I closed my eyes, read all the details silently, and thought about it carefully, and there was really nothing missing. The next moment, my eyes became sharp.

"I've installed zombies so many times, and it's time to cooperate with them once today."

"Next, you're either going to die. Or, it will die ugly. ”