Chapter Fifty-Eight: Sword Death
Tick...... Tick......
Blood trickled out of the hole in the back of the eagle's head, seeped into the wheelchair, converged down the back of the chair, and fell to the ground in large beads of blood, tearing apart.
The old hand's grip on the gun slowly loosened, and the pistol lost its restraint, rolling down with a bone, and falling to the ground with a snap.
"Eagle—"
The seven armed policemen let out a terrible shout in unison, threw everything in their hands, and ran frantically towards the eagle's corpse, holding him, shouting in vain, while the four prison guards stood still, but there were also sighs in their eyes.
Looking at the guns scattered all over the place, ignoring their own people, if they launched an attack at this time, it is estimated that they will be able to wipe out all the people here in a few clicks.
But he didn't move, he didn't get down to this batch of guns, he had a great appetite, he took a fancy to the rest of the group, the obstacles to their exit from here had disappeared, and he only had to find a way to make them come back to their hearts and make them admit themselves, and they would turn into their own swords and become their own help.
What should I do? He couldn't stop thinking about it! But now is not a good time to solicit, it is to rub salt in the wound, which will only backfire.
The armed policemen cried for a while, kneeling and sitting in despair, Wu Gang came back to his senses after a while, his face was pale, his eyes were full of anger, and he stared at Guo Jian, who was holding the eagle's corpse.
"Smack!" Wu Gang shook his hand, slapped Guo Jian's face hard, and said angrily: "Who told you to say that?" Now you're satisfied? ”
This slap was full of force, Guo Jian's face immediately bruised and swollen, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't seem to be aware of it, he just looked at the corpse in his arms blankly, his eyes were full of regret.
He didn't expect this to be the result at all, he lowered his head and muttered, "How could you kill yourself?" Didn't you say that suicide is the one who looks down on it the most? You said before that suicide is a shame, we are soldiers, we will either die of old age or die in battle, but why do you choose to die in shame? ”
"He~he~Hehe......" Guo Jianfang was crying, tears kept pouring down, guilt kept biting his heart, he said vaguely: "It's because I'm useless, you lost your legs, and now it's because of me that you are so dead, damn it's me!" "Choking like a ghost crying, it makes people feel sad and make people cry.
When Wu Gang saw him like this, he couldn't bear to blame him anymore, it was already like this, it was useless to say anything, he turned his head to the side, his eyes were full of sadness and confusion.
He didn't know if he had done something wrong, and if he started to make his thoughts clear to the eagles, he probably wouldn't have made it this far.
"Alas! One less old brother! Wu Gang sighed deeply and thought to himself, "Who's next?" How many people here will survive? ”
I have been trying hard to take care of all my brothers, but instead I pulled them into danger, and now there are only these few people left, what should I do in the future? Thinking about the increasingly difficult living environment, a deep powerlessness rose in his heart.
"Bang!"
Another gunshot rang out behind him, and Wu Gang trembled, like being devoured by thunder, and a bad premonition surged in his heart.
"Who's shooting? What the hell is going on? He wanted to look back and see what had happened, but his heart was full of fear.
"Guo Jian-" Several sad shouts came from behind him, and then there was another burst of crying, and Sun Yi shouted at his back with a crying voice: "Captain! Guo Jian also committed suicide under guilt! ”
"It's Guo Jian! It's this coward! Wu Gang slowly closed his eyes, and his already dry eyes flowed out of two lines of hot tears again, he felt his head groggy and buzzing, and Venus appeared in front of him.
"One less person, how many are left now?" Trying to get himself straight and not let himself fall, he asked in his heart.
His body shook twice, and Wu Gang slowly turned around and looked at the scene in front of him expressionlessly.
The eagle was lying crookedly in Guo Jian's arms, and Guo Jian was lying crookedly in Sun Yi's arms at this time, a big blood hole appeared in his temple, and the blood trickled out like a spring, dyeing most of Sun Yi's clothes red.
Gradually, Wu Gang's face showed a sad and indignant look, and he shouted angrily: "Waste! All TMD Waste! He stepped forward angrily, and shook the two people in front of him with both hands, and the excessive force made the two armed policemen stumble and almost fall to the ground.
Grabbing the collar of Guo Jian's corpse with both hands and pulling him up from Sun Yi's arms, Wu Gang angrily scolded at the corpse: "You TMD is garbage, just a waste, Eagle Bai saved you, just go to death for such a small matter, are you still qualified to be our brother?" ”
"If I had known this, I might have killed you earlier!" After scolding for a while, he was still angry, he took out one free hand, held the corpse with one hand, and slapped it fiercely.
Syllable!
"Waste—"
Syllable! Another backhand is a slap in the face.
"Coward—"
Syllable! Another slap in the face.
"Dog mongrel—"
Syllable!
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More than a dozen slaps were repeated repeatedly, and the blood flowing from the corpse's head was shaken and splashed everywhere, splashed into the air, and fell on the ground and on the heads, faces and bodies of several people nearby.
As if he was tired, Wu Gang stopped his hand, stared at the corpse's deformed face, hugged it in his arms, and cried loudly.
"Why?" The crying stopped, and Wu Gang let out a wail into the sky.
Why is this happening? Why are there zombies? Why are there eschatos? Thief God, don't you just look down on us humans? Are you really going to exterminate us?
"Idiot-" Just as a few people were silent in an atmosphere of grief, a cold voice came.
"What did you say?" The remaining six armed policemen and prison guards all turned around and looked at Zhou Xiaoyu angrily, with knife-like eyes that prevented him from cutting off the flesh on his body piece by piece, and then chewing and swallowing it.
Zhou Xiaoyu didn't seem to have a feeling for this, and said casually: "Isn't it right for me to say that you are idiots?" ”
Several armed policemen were about to rush over in anger, but they were stopped by Wu Gang, he looked at Zhou Xiaoyu with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "You'd better make things clear, otherwise we will cut off a layer of skin from you even if we can't kill you." ”
His words made Zhou Xiaoyu a little strange, how did he know that so many people might not be able to deal with him? And how many people began to look at themselves strangely, as if they knew themselves? What's going on?
Putting his doubts back to the bottom of his heart, Zhou Xiaoyu slowly glanced around, and said lightly: "Idiots still look down on you, you are not only idiots, but also cowards, a group of big men are crying and crying here to learn to be children, complaining about the sky, are you still men?" ”
"You are a bunch of weak people, a bunch of lowly poor creatures, and the strong don't need tears!" He pointed at everyone in front of him and said with disdain: "You are not qualified to live at all!" ”
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