Chapter Seventy-Three: The Japanese People
Zhou Xiaoyu galloped all the way, and the familiar China City finally came into view, at this time the dusk was approaching, the sunset reflected the lush trees, there was not a single living creature in it, and the surroundings were quiet.
Take a breath lightly, slowly move forward along the trail, running around non-stop outside for two days in a row, the nerves have always been tense, never relaxed, the successive battles made him extremely tired, even if the body evolved once, he also felt a little difficult, now back here, he has a feeling of returning home, comfortable, reassuring, the whole body and mind are relaxed.
Turning a corner, just passing by the second villa, a slight thud came, Zhou Xiaoyu was stunned, stopped and looked carefully.
"Are there zombies?"
Vigilant, slowly glancing, grass, green belts, trees, there is no abnormality in these, still the same as at the beginning, not even a single mosquito has been seen.
"Did you hear it wrong? Or is it the sound of the wind blowing the leaves? ”
But if you feel it carefully, there is no breeze at all, and the leaves are all still, so Zhou Xiaoyu is not careless, he took a rifle off his shoulder and held it in his hand, and stepped forward with careful steps.
He is not afraid of zombies, the kind of thing that only knows that he loves to kill and has no reason can't threaten him at all, even if D2 comes, it's not that there is no chance to escape, what he is afraid of is people, it's easy to say that he is fighting with open fire, just afraid of pumping cold to the yin for a while, and if he is careless, this is the place where the bones are buried.
Observing intently, he finally found something wrong, under a big tree not far in front of him, there was a slightly yellowish piece of turf, because no one had pruned it, the grass grew very well, and it was calf deep.
Everything else was fine on the turf, except for a slightly humanoid bulge under the trees, and the grass was a little higher and slowly moving forward.
"!"
Finding the target, his heart relaxed, Zhou Xiaoyu slowed down, tried not to make any movement, and cautiously walked towards the other party.
"Click!"
When there was still a distance of five meters behind the other party, a careless stepped on a small dead branch under his feet, making a slight noise.
The other party was very alert, as soon as the sound came out, he wanted to turn his head, but then a wind sounded, and his back was like being pressed against a boulder, unable to move, but he did not give up, with a flexible turn of his wrist, a sharp dagger stabbed straight back with cold light like a poisonous snake, and the angle was very tricky. Before the dagger could stab the target, a huge force came, the neck hurt, the eyes were dark, the face was close to the ground, the person lost consciousness, and the attacking hand hung down weakly. Putting the butt back of the gun, Zhou Xiaoyu looked at the disguised person and felt lucky, fortunately this person did not have any good weapons on him, the target was not himself, otherwise with his disguise, he might really be in danger, this time he learned again, the world is full of knowledge. The person who fainted was a man, dressed in a grass-green security uniform, with grass on his back, and even his bare skin was covered with chewed grass juice, lying in this grass, in the dim light at this time, it was really easy to ignore the past if he didn't know it in advance. "Who is this TMD? What is the purpose of doing this? With a lift of his toes, he turned this person over, but he felt a trace of familiarity on his face covered with chewing grass juice, and he was puzzled, and he bent down and stretched out his hand to wipe this person's face, and suddenly Chen Hai's familiar face was revealed. Chen Hai's eyes were closed, although he had been knocked unconscious, the muscles on his face were still twitching from time to time, as if he could still feel the pain, his left hand was wrapped in a strip of cloth, which had been stained red with blood, and there were even coagulated blood shackles in some places. "What's going on?" Zhou Xiaoyu was puzzled, wasn't Chen Hai in the kendo hall with the others? How a man hides here, judging by his hands, and is traumatized. "Could it be that they are in turmoil, and Chen Hai is now going to lurk in the past to take revenge?" Looking at Chen Hai, who only had one dagger left, Zhou Xiaoyu guessed in his mind, and then felt a little annoyed in his heart, no matter what the actual situation was, he had only been away for two days, but there was an accident here, and it was a bunch of waste! The situation ahead is unknown, Chen Hai is so careful to hide his tracks, there must be danger there, Zhou Xiaoyu did not rush there, picked up the unconscious Chen Hai, and retreated through various obstacles. Exited Chinatown, found a random house in a building, threw Chen Hai on the bed, stared at him for a while, and said silently: "Count your fate!" Because he wanted to understand why the other party was so serious, Zhou Xiaoyu just knocked him out, otherwise Chen Hai would have died at this time. Zhou Xiaoyu's shot was not heavy, but after a while, Chen Hai, who was lying on the bed, moved unconsciously, and his mouth ** sounded, his eyes slowly opened, and he was a little confused when he saw the snow-white roof, and he didn't understand what happened for a while, he only felt a headache, shook his head vigorously, and the concussion in his head made him faint again, but he was a little more conscious. "Why am I here?" The fragments in his mind kept connecting, and Chen Hai heard that he had been ambushed in the lurk, and his heart was shocked, his body suddenly exploded, and he wanted to get up to see the actual situation, and his hand kept groping in his arms at the same time, trying to find a weapon. "Are you looking for this?" A familiar voice came, Chen Hai's body paused, his face was full of joy, he followed the prestige, only to see a corner, Zhou Xiaoyu sitting on a sofa, turning his dagger in his hand, looking at himself with a cold face. "Boss! You're back! Chen Hai shouted excitedly, he didn't know that the person who attacked him was Zhou Xiaoyu at this time, and while he was happy, he also had a little depression, and he was beaten in vain. Seeing his surprised appearance, Zhou Xiaoyu was a little relieved, but there was no trace on his face, and he said lightly: "Say it!" What's going on? Chen Hai touched the back of his head, a pain came, and he grinned and said: "This morning, five people went to the kendo hall, two of them were from the Japanese country, and they had an argument with us, saying that the contents were theirs, and then a fight started!" "What? You're not their opponents? Zhou Xiaoyu's expression did not fluctuate at all, and continued: "And then? "Alas!" Chen Hai put down his hand, let out a long sigh, and said with a wry smile: "Saying that the fight is actually lifting us, if it is one-on-one, I am not afraid, but each of them has a pistol, and they were restrained as soon as they moved, I took the opportunity to escape, and everyone else was restrained there." "Don't you have guns too?" "Both pistols are on the two ladies, and they don't even have a chance to pull them out!" Chen Hai said regretfully, if the gun was in his hand at that time, he would have the confidence to kill the other party, but it's a pity! "Rubbish!" Zhou Xiaoyu shouted angrily.