I tried my best to get "that thing" from Yang Ke'er, and there was still a warm feeling in my hand, so that Yang Ke'er ran away from it, so as not to confuse the zombie's sense of smell.

Zhang Xiaoqiang shuddered, pinched "that thing" with two fingers, and carefully hung it on the head of the beast horn spear. The group of corpses was almost at the bridge, and Zhang Xiaoqiang stretched out the gun head with "that thing" outside the gap in the railing, waiting for the zombies to take the bait.

The horn gun is hung with "that thing" like an island flag waving in the wind, and a little red in the middle attracts the corpses to worship.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stood behind the tricycle, and the head of the horn spear was about 1.5 meters away from the gap, just enough to keep the zombies standing on the gap out of reach.

The D-type zombie had already arrived on the bridge, and the blood on "that thing" was fresh enough for the D-type zombie to ignore me who was close at hand, and pounced on "that thing".

The D-type zombies planted under the bridge with one foot in the air, and the remaining ordinary zombies smelled the bloody smell of "that thing" and became excited, and even their steps were a little brisk, and they all gathered towards the gap and rushed to jump into the river like ducks.

The D-type zombies under the bridge struggled to get up, but were smashed by one zombie after another. The zombies under the bridge were piled up one on top of the other, like stacks of arhats. When all the zombies went down to the bridge, they saw that more than 100 zombies had built a small pyramid. The arms are worn on the thighs, and the calves are pinned to the head, which is quite spectacular. You can faintly hear the screams of the D-type zombies pressed at the bottom!

"Haha! It's so handsome, I'm so creative! Ha ha! Zhang Xiaoqiang was overjoyed on the bridge and stretched out his hand to beckon Yang Keer to come back.

Throwing the "that thing" hanging on the head of the gun on the pile of corpses under the bridge, he ignored the zombies and drove three wheels towards the village.

Zhang Xiaoqiang drove the three wheels and happily hummed a little tune, and Yang Keer sat in the carriage sulking.

"That D-type zombie died too personally, hehe, he was seduced to death by jelly." Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart was happy, "Jelly? "I heard that a man will be unlucky when he touches that Dongdong?" It can't be so evil, right? Zhang Xiaoqiang was very bumpy in his heart.

The tricycle stopped in front of the small building that was besieged by zombies just now, Zhang Xiaoqiang got out of the car and looked at the environment, the owner of the small building was in a very good situation, the open space in front of the small building was opened into a small garden, and the garden was surrounded by walls on both sides into a small courtyard, it seems that the owner is also a lover of flowers.

Patting the iron fence gate, "No response?" ”。 Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted loudly, "No one, I'm here to save you!" "After half a ring, there was no response.

Zhang Xiaoqiang climbed over the fence and went down to the small garden, the garden has not been taken care of for a long time, the flowers have died a lot, the garden area is not large, about thirty or forty square meters, there is a well in the middle, and the wellhead is blocked by an iron plate to prevent it from falling into dirty things.

I walked to the door of the small building and twisted the handle, and the door was opened. There were only a few pieces of old-fashioned furniture in the house, which looked very old and covered with dust. There is no modern decoration in the hall, which looks retro, which makes Zhang Xiaoqiang feel like he is walking in the twenties and thirties.

Ascending the wooden staircase to the second floor, the second floor is decorated in contrast to the first floor, which is quite luxuriously decorated and has a modern touch everywhere. The lighting is not very good and the space is a bit gloomy.

The sound of "cluck, cluck" came from the corner, and Zhang Xiaoqiang squinted.

There were two leather sofas in the corner, in the middle of the sofa was a tall glass coffee table with several dinner plates and soup basins, and on the sofa in the corner sat a man, who looked a little old and had gray hair.

The man was skinny and skinny, looking more like a zombie than a zombie, he saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's expression was very excited, and he wanted to speak but couldn't speak, only made a "gurgling" sound.

He wanted to stand up but didn't have the strength, and he became more and more anxious.

"Eat, eat," he finally said clearly.

Zhang Xiaoqiang took out a piece of animal meat from his pocket and handed it to him, and the middle-aged man was willing to hold it, but he rolled his eyes because he was too eager to eat.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't say anything and watched from the side, the middle-aged man ate quickly, and he ate clean in the blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaoqiang knew the taste of the beast meat, the meat was firm and the fiber was rough, hard to chew, hard to eat, and hard to swallow. The only advantage is that it is hungry, and a small piece is full, which is comparable to compressed biscuits.

The middle-aged man felt much better after eating, and his speech became more organized.

"Anything else? Give me some more! The man looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang expectantly.

"You've been hungry for too long to eat, wait a minute, and eat again in the evening!" Zhang Xiaoqiang persuaded him!

"No, I want it now, I, I'll give money, I'll give you a lot of money, really, don't lie to you. You give me some more to eat! The man became anxious.

"I don't want money, I have food, but I won't give it to you again, and if you want to give it, you have to wait until the evening." Zhang Xiaoqiang said quietly to the man.

"You don't want money? You say, as long as I have it, I will give it to you, I will give you everything, please give me some more food. The man prayed to Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"If you eat it again, you'll die, it's not easy to live until now!" Zhang Xiaoqiang is still persuading.

"Haha! Die? Will I be afraid of death? I've been waiting to die, waiting to be starved to death, you know what that feels like? My greatest wish when I was waiting to die was to be strung to death. "The man is a little crazy.

"Now you don't have to die, come with me, I have endless food, I can let you eat until you die of old age." Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to leave with him.

"No, I'm not going anywhere, this is my home, here is my wife, wife? Woo woo woo ...... "The man became hysterical.

"My wife has been with me for 30 years, a full 30 years......"

With the man's narration, Zhang Xiaoqiang knew the man's experience, the man was very rich, took on a lot of projects in WH City, usually lived in WH City, and had to go back to his hometown for the New Year every year. Last year, the project ended early and came back early, after the virus broke out, the husband and wife were lucky not to be infected, but unfortunately there was not much food at home, and they were besieged for more than two months and the food was exhausted, and the wife was not in good health and starved to death first, and the man was afraid of hunger and began to eat his wife's corpse, and has lived until now.

"I ate her, I should be damned, I should have been with her a long time ago! Give me something to eat, and let me die. The man asked for food again.

Zhang Xiaoqiang felt disgusted with middle-aged men, and felt disgusted and sick to his stomach when he thought of eating people, but Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't accuse him, because Zhang Xiaoqiang was in a man's position Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know if he would eat people.

"Do you have weapons? Do you have a weapon? Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to fulfill the man's wish, and the sooner he ended his life, the sooner he got rid of the last days of this dog's day.

"Weapons? Haha, yes, yes, you wait for me to get it. The man stood up on the sofa, staggered into the study, and after a while, he walked out with a wooden box and handed it to Zhang Xiaoqiang.

When I opened it, there was a pistol lying inside, three magazines, and the underneath was full of bullets.

"Why don't you kill those monsters?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little puzzled.

"I've tried, and they won't kill at all!" The man said.

"......" Zhang Xiaoqiang was speechless.

I went downstairs and took dozens of catties of rice and bacon in the tricycle and handed it to the man, who locked the door tightly and never appeared again.