There is a miniature mountain bag not far behind the kitchen of the restaurant, there are several bungalows on the mountain bag, how can you see nothing conspicuous, and then you can see a bamboo pole stretched out on the roof of a room, and a red thing is hanging on the bamboo pole swaying from side to side, I don't know if my eyes are not good, Zhang Xiaoqiang always feels that the red cloth strip is very similar to a bra?

What was originally a suspicion and speculation has now been confirmed. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked up to the sky and sighed, "Damn, I have to smell it again!" "Looking ahead, thinking left and right, gritting your teeth, and stomping your feet.

"Damn, just go. People are dead, their children and grandchildren, how can they find a daughter-in-law? All go to be when Sun Wukong is suppressed under Wuzhi Mountain? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang found a reason for himself that was not a reason, and was going to see who those survivors were? If it's pleasing to the eye, take it and throw it on the chicken farm, and if it's not pleasing to the eye? Goose rice tofu.

found Yang Keer's silk scarf, sprinkled the perfume that he didn't recognize as a brand and was regarded as a treasure by Yang Keer, and put it around his nose. Trying to take a breath, "cough, cough, cough, cough......" Zhang Xiaoqiang was choked clearly.

But it's better than that, the surrounding corpse stench is gone, and although the perfume smells like an air cleaner when sprinkled too much, it's still a fragrance.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't go out of the kitchen window, and the oil smoke and dirt on it made people's scalp tingle. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked to the end of the restaurant and stepped over a chest-high low wall to the back of the kitchen. The grease and sewage on the ground had completely dried up, cracked into pieces, and the wall on the right hand side was poured with layers of oil and thick shells several inches high, and there was a faint disgusting reflection on it.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked cautiously along a narrow road, trying not to let those mottled objects get on his shoes, and bypassed the bubbling garbage discharge pond to a path, along which Zhang Xiaoqiang looked behind him.

"......" Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately scolded, the end of the trail is behind a rusty billboard, that is, the one Zhang Xiaoqiang was holding just now, the billboard blocks the road, as long as you bypass the billboard, you can reach the parking lot. Zhang Xiaoqiang cautiously climbed up and jumped, and some effort was considered blind.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't say a word, reflexively returned to the parking lot, and let Yang Keer and Yuan Yi follow him back to the path. Walked dozens of meters away to the door of the bungalow on the mountain, several bungalows were surrounded by a two-meter-high wall, a rusty iron door that could not be seen from the original lacquer color was tightly locked, through the fence on the iron door, you can see that the inner door is quiet, there is no movement.

"Something is wrong?" Zhang Xiaoqiang became cautious, and someone signaled that he brought Yang Keer and them over. After they came, there was no movement at all, either it was a trap, or the people in the house were not of the same mind, and some people hoped to save them.

After the Xie Yuanshan incident, Zhang Xiaoqiang is more wary of his compatriots than zombies, once some people's hearts are distorted, the harm to others is more than that of zombies, Zhang Xiaoqiang hates this kind of person, it is okay to happen to others, but when it comes to himself, it is a shame, a shame in his life, he would rather find some women to follow than find a man. Women are inherently weak, and as long as they can stay strong, women generally do not rebel.

Men are different, they will have ambitions, they may kill Zhang Xiaoqiang because of women, because of power, or for other reasons to be the boss, Zhang Xiaoqiang's net worth is too rich, if Brother Long knows that Zhang Xiaoqiang still has tens of thousands of catties of bacon, even if he has heavy casualties, he will kill him and grab it.

"Snort" Yang Keer inserted the horn gun head into the keyhole and rotated, all kinds of small parts flew around with the rotation of the gun head and fell to the ground, open the iron door to see a small courtyard piled up with all kinds of sundries, there is a water platform against the wall, and a rusty halter is still dripping water.

The bungalow is a little old, the lime powder on the walls has fallen to the ground and accumulated a thick layer, the windows are closed tightly, and the inside is not visible, and the house is very quiet, there is no movement at all. If it weren't for the fact that there was no dust on the handle on the door, Zhang Xiaoqiang would have thought that this was just a long-abandoned abandoned mansion.

Zhang Xiaoqiang tried to push the door, without the slightest movement, the back of the door seemed to be blocked by something, then Zhang Xiaoqiang breathed a sigh of relief, it is not a trap, if the trap door will not have to be blocked, the people inside are very timid, and they dare not show up with a man and two women, they should be changed because they think they can't clean up Zhang Xiaoqiang, so they will bury their heads like an ostrich.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't take care of the door again, nor did he let Yang Keer smash it open, who knows if there is anyone behind the door waiting to knock on the stick? He picked up the Jingwei sword, turned the hilt upside down, and smashed it towards the glass on the window, and the broken glass of different shapes fell one after another, shattering to pieces.

"Ah......" A woman's miserable howl came from the house, Zhang Xiaoqiang climbed into the window, rushed to the door and kicked it open. A four-tiered chest of drawers painted crimson against the door, the hall was a little dim, the only light came from the glass tiles on the roof, there were only three or five glass tiles, the scene in the hall was very eerie, and even the portraits on the wall murals were smiling in this eerie atmosphere.

Since Zhang Xiaoqiang entered the house, the woman's screams have not stopped, and she has been a little hysterical. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked down the corridor in the hall to the back, the light seemed more and more dark, the ground was not paved with ground or plastered with cement, but the loess was paved a long time ago, the loess has become solid after years of trampling, and it is very hard to walk on it.

The ground was full of potholes and bumps, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked very carefully, a little negligence in this strange environment could kill him, he held a sword in his right hand and touched the wall with his left hand and walked slowly. Stumbling on the uneven ground, touching the rough walls, his hands were covered with wall ash. Zhang Xiaoqiang calmly guarded against any sound around him.

The gloomy old mansion, the panicked screams, and Zhang Xiaoqiang's tense nerves add up to a living horror movie, and this kind of cold that penetrates the bone marrow makes Zhang Xiaoqiang feel like he has traveled to a horror movie.

Walking through the dark aisle, the front was lit up, the bright light spilled into the house through the window, and came to an open door, the woman's crazy howl was in his ears, Zhang Xiaoqiang's ears were shaken by the woman's howl 'buzzing', Zhang Xiaoqiang looked into the house, he was shocked, he felt that the whole world was turned upside down, and the scene in front of him made Zhang Xiaoqiang vividly experience what it means to be miserable. He couldn't hold back his nausea anymore and threw up.

He didn't dare to look closely, and walked out along the back door of the slightly hidden house, behind the house was a vegetable field, under the eaves was full of arm-thick firewood, and along the path between the vegetable fields, he could walk to a sheep intestine path on the mountain bag, and the sheep intestine path led to the bottom of the mountain bag until the view was blocked by the shrubs below the mountain.

A man ran down the hill along the sheep intestine path, wearing an old-fashioned yellow military uniform, carrying a bulging grass-green canvas satchel, and a pair of black cloth shoes under his feet. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw his appearance clearly.

He was very old, about sixty years old, with a white beard, a wrinkled face, very small eyes, as they are often called, rat's eyes, a very large nose, bigger than the nose of the old drunkard who looked at the chicken coop, and a goatee half a foot long on his chin, which was now clung to his chest by the oncoming mountain wind. He saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang had chased him out, let out a frightened scream, and ran down the mountain.

Zhang Xiaoqiang chased after him without saying a word when he saw him running away, and kept saying in his heart that he must break the bones in his body little by little. The scene he saw before made Zhang Xiaoqiang, a person who is not a good person, angry, he thought that he was used to being miserable, Brother Long and Chen Yi treated women as dogs, and letting men eat chicken feed did not make Zhang Xiaoqiang feel anything wrong, and the big boy who stole eggs was beaten with only one breath left and did not make him feel that there was anything wrong.

Women pay their bodies and dignity but can eat enough, can get the protection of men, can not be spoiled by more men, those who eat chicken feed although they do not eat well, but they are still alive, can continue to live, if they do not eat well, they can only blame themselves for not having the guts, even the zombies that women can kill dare not take a second look.

Compared with the old man in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that Brother Long was a philanthropist and a group of saints. At least Brother Long will bring those survivors back to raise, and it won't be difficult for them to do some rough work on weekdays, and that group of prisoners know that they must be as united as possible in the last days.

For the first time, Zhang Xiaoqiang thought that the word 'beast' should really be used on this old man, "This damn old man actually eats people." ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang was young, strong, and fast, and ran behind the old man in a few clicks and kicked the old man's heart. The old man let out a scream and fell to the ground, rolling down the path until he hit a bush on the ground.

Zhang Xiaoqiang gasped and walked to the old man's side, the old man was not awake after the fall, only his chest fell together, his right leg had been broken, a broken calf bone penetrated the flesh and tore the trouser leg to expose the outside, the miserable white leg bone was still connected to the fascia of uneven size, and the blood slowly seeped out and wet the trouser leg.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stomped on the old man's lower abdomen, the old man 'wow' howl, he opened his eyes and saw the exposed calf bones screaming louder, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't hit him again, let him look at his broken bones and howl miserably, Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't like to abuse others, even if he wanted to kill him yesterday, he also gave a happy time.

Only the kind of guy who really loses his conscience, Zhang Xiaoqiang, will slowly torture him, just like Xie Yuanshan and the old man in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang let the old man look at his broken leg and let out a desperate wail, this kind of despair from the bottom of his heart is more powerful than Zhang Xiaoqiang's fists and feet.