When the puppy heard West's words, his little eyes blinked, then his ears pricked up, and after listening for a few seconds, he nodded his head with great certainty.

The head moves, tightly. The rat that bit into its mouth swayed and swayed, blood splashing out drop by drop.

West grabbed the puppy and leaned down. body, retract back.

This is a very ordinary slope house, with a ridge in the middle and a slope on both sides downward. At this time, Nishi was hiding on one side of the slope and the other side was just facing the gate of the gas station.

The puppy was dragged down by the west, and was about to get angry, when his eyes swept down, and when he saw the mouse in his mouth, he hesitated for a moment and squatted down unwillingly. The way it gets angry is very simple, it is to roar, but as soon as it roars, the meat in its mouth falls off, which is not worth it.

West's eyes were fixed on the ridge of the roof, and the hand beside him reached out coldly, snatching the mouse from the puppy's mouth, and a smug smile slowly appeared on his face.

The puppy wagged his tail and grinned at West with his mouth wide open.

Ignoring the puppy's angry gaze, Xi tore the mouse in half as gently as he could, and the bright red blood beads fell on the red bricks, which looked thrilling.

According to the usual distribution method, Nishi threw half of it in front of the puppy, slowly chewed the other half of the rat meat himself, occasionally bared his teeth, picked out the rat hair stuck between his teeth, and swallowed it into his stomach.

There is also some energy in these rat hairs, and there is no burden on his digestive system, only the good and no bad things will be done by anyone, not to mention, he is used to it, it is very convenient to eat in this way, and it saves the trouble of peeling.

The puppy lowers his head and stretches out his tongue to lick on the bricks. After a few turns, I licked the red tile clean, and then happily enjoyed the remaining half of the rat meat.

"It's coming!"

Nishi whispered, and the rat meat in his hand disappeared out of thin air.

The puppy glanced at him nonchalantly, no longer surprised by the scene. Bow your head and continue to eat meat.

Dealing with the enemy is Nishi's mission, and its task is to find food, at first, it agrees with Nishi's proposal, but slowly, he finds himself deceived. When Xi kills the xenos, his ability is getting stronger and stronger, and he can't share these benefits at all, but the food he has worked so hard to get will always be given to Xi in half. Yes, I lost myself, I lost a lot.

Outside the gas station, seven scattered people slowly approached, two of them still holding bloodstained iron rods in their hands.

"Fatty, are you sure you heard me right? It's not a good place to break into! ”

Walking in the center is a middle-aged man with a blue face, not only his face, but also the exposed parts of his body are cyan, which seems to be a skin disease, under this strange complexion-colored face, any expression has a ruthlessness, coupled with his hoarse and rough voice, which makes people shudder.

Next to him, a chubby man with long hair cowered and followed, wearing a white shirt, but it was propped up round due to his bloated body. Rolling, like a bulging pumpkin, with two small short legs underneath and a round head on top.

He looks funny. Normally, the other six would taunt him to his heart's content, both before and after the battle, and would always give him laughter without reservation. But now no one laughs, they are all nervous, and as for the fat man himself, he is even more nervous, his two fat arms are tight. Holding an iron rod, the iron rod was shaking, indicating that he was not very calm inside. The sturdy iron rod in his hand could not bring him any more sense of security.

"Boss Xing! Gunshot...... Only...... Right in this direction! ”

The way the fat man spoke was also cringe, it had been like this for many years, he had been used to it, what he was not used to was the powerful power brought to him by this body that he hated, if it weren't for the stronger ability and higher level, he would never appear on this kind of battlefield, he just wanted to stay in the gathering area honestly, where did he think that he would be forced to come outside, fight and fight every day, if it weren't for the strong body, he could still resist, he would have died a long time ago.

"That's good! If you lie to me, you can lose a few pounds of fat when you go back! Xing Deman said nonchalantly, "Brothers, slow down, the guy in the other party's hand is very powerful!" ”

For the other five, Xing De's attitude is completely different, in the final analysis, it's just that the fat man is not used to the status brought by strong strength, and he is good at being bullied. They were also level 8 evolutionaries, and some of the others were much better, vigilantly looking around, slowly approaching the gas station.

Half a day ago, when a group of them were hunting and killing a litter of roe deer a few miles away, the fat man with the strongest sense of hearing heard a gunshot, which was so loud that he could feel a palpitation from so far away. No one but him heard it.

The fat man is not stupid, he also wants to get a higher status in the team, his strength is enough, what he lacks is just a backer, such as Xing De. For him, Dai Boss in the gathering area is not as good as Xing De, because he needs to come out from time to time, and it is obviously Xing De who helps him more.

Therefore, the fat man told Xing De about the gunshots, Xing De has a certain research on firearms, and is very obsessed with powerful guns, but the gathering area is not military, there can be no special factory in it, and he can't make guns that satisfy him, and if he can't make them, he can only rob them.

In addition to finding food and eliminating the threat on the periphery of the gathering area, their task is also to find more humans to join the gathering area, but Xing De has never paid attention to the last task, as the so-called general is outside, the military order is not subject to it, not to mention, he is level eight, and Dai Jiarong is also level eight, he is not afraid.

From the fat man's description, Xing De keenly felt that he was going to earn this time. The other party's gun is probably very powerful, at least higher than all the guns he has ever seen, and the higher it is, the more terrifying the gunman's strength is, and the gunman's terror is precisely because of the gun in his hand.

Xing De didn't care about it, for him, no matter how powerful he was, he could be more powerful than seven eighth-level evolutionaries? He had to come and rob it, and some others didn't dare to refute it. That's when I gave up those roe deer and touched them. Up here.

The fat man is not far from Xing De, this is a good position for him to exchange for the news of the gun, the level is quite quite different in combat power, he is the weakest in the team, but it should be better to hide next to Xing De! There were still three or four meters away from the closed glass door, Xing De stood on the left side of the door, he stood on the right side of the door, and the two of them slowly approached the glass door, but there were zombies all over the door, and nothing else could be seen.

Nishi is a terrible sniper, and no matter what kind of strength the prey is under the gun, he will only shoot if he is absolutely sure. Only after the death of the prey, he will divide them into a class, and if he feels that the strength is okay, he will present a rag sewn by his own hands, with a Western character on it.

At this point, the corners of Nishi's mouth moved, and his index finger, which was pressed against the trigger, hooked inward.

Bang!