The wind-blown tattered signs creaked slightly, and the charred streets were filled with a terrible desolation.

The collapsed houses were broken bricks, the smoke of gunpowder curled and swayed on the already burned garbage heaps, there was no throbbing, no hoarseness, the stench came, only vaguely dead bodies wandering here.

Xia You saw the tank with half of his body planted in the house. The tracks printed on the ground are still very clear.

There were already a lot of dead bodies lying on the ground, and the three of them were the only humans here.

There were clear bullet holes on the tin billboard, Xia You looked at the corpse lying there that I didn't know if it was manslaughter or murder, she didn't turn into a dead body, and the red blood had coagulated on her chest and abdomen.

Xia You casually slashed the head of the dead body that had been leaning over, and turned his head to leave.

"Wait, Natsuyo-sama."

Zhuo Zao, who was following him, suddenly shouted. Seeing Xia You stop, Zhuo Zao took a deep breath.

Carefully turning over the dead body that did not react, Zhuo Zao gritted his teeth to prevent himself from trembling, holding the iron pipe tightly with one hand, and groping around the dead body with the other.

The newspaper blown by the wind made a soft rustling sound on the ground, and Zhuo Zao groped for a moment, and suddenly showed an excited expression on his face, and then handed the things he got to Xia You.

Xia You looked at the thing in his hand suspiciously.

Pistol.

The corners of Xia You's eyes jumped irrepressibly, and then returned to calm.

looked at the gun with a black luster, and then looked at Zhuo Zao, and in his eager eyes, Xia You finally took it.

The hand for metal guns is heavy. But this weight is nothing to Xia You. Just a small piece of metal. Along the way, Xia You, who was not interested in anything except the dead body, was almost completely attracted to it.

As a person who grew up in a society governed by the rule of law, I always have an indescribable feeling for guns as a deterrent weapon.

As Xia You, who has been injured by guns, he was once extremely sensitive and disgusted with such things as guns.

Now that this kind of pistol that cares about and hates is in his hand, Xia You's mood is very complicated.

Maybe it's a shadow of yourself

Xia You raised the gun in his hand, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and aimed it at the head of a dead body that was staggering.

The flat arms were like steel, and the cold face seemed to have determined the survival of the dead body. Xia You's eyes were cold:

"Die."

"Click."

A subtle air sound.

A small sound, clear in the quiet streets.

“……”

The unexpected failure of the gun made Xia You's cold face a little stiff, and he pulled the trigger again silently, and the slight sound that came again made Xia You's other hand holding the steel rod clench.

What a

Zhuo Zao and the two looked at him behind him and didn't say anything, Xia You swept away the approaching dead body in shame, looked at the gun in his hand, and buckled it to the ground again, but there was still no response.

Xia You didn't know if it didn't have bullets, and the first time he came into contact with this kind of thing, Xia You also didn't know much about it.

I thought of the action on TV. Xia You also pulled the sleeve of the pistol hard.

I don't know if it doesn't match Xia You's eight characters, or if Xia You is really too strong.

"Click... Syllable! ”

The sleeve was pulled out directly by Xia You. The re-entry spring and other parts in the body of the gun all collapsed like a goddess scattering flowers.

Zhuo Zao was stunned, the freckle girl was stunned, and Xia You's feeling of endless humiliation could only be concealed with expressionless coldness.

"Didn't Lord Xia You have insurance?"

Zhuo asked in a hesitant whisper.

What is that!

Xia You didn't ask, but only answered vaguely. Then he directly threw off the pistol that had been scattered a lot of parts, and rushed into the group of dead bodies without saying a word.

The steel rod tiger is like a lan, the ice blade is slashed with black blood splashing, and the dead body that can only hideously claws no longer poses any threat to Xia You, and their appearance is just a gorgeous torture for Xia You.

Zhuo Zao and the two followed all the way, and they had already adapted to Xia You's unilateral slaughter like a whirlwind and clouds, and they also understood that they were only doing a disservice when they went up to help, so after looking at it in a daze for a while, they looked around for the materials they needed.

During this time, Xia You had already given them a task, which was to collect food and weapons.

There are no major supermarkets along the way, and some convenience stores have long been looted, and their backpacks are only less than half full, although they are bulging so far.

They didn't dare to get too far away from Xia You, and there was no convenience store nearby, so they could only grit their teeth and try to turn over some dead bodies and corpses.

So much so that when Xia You emptied all the dead bodies on the street, he returned to the two of them and saw the new gun that Zhuo Zao handed in front of him, and Xia You was still a little speechless.

Submachine gun.

Takuzo had taken it from a corpse that looked like a soldier, with some blood scabs on it.

Xia You didn't know what model it belonged to, and after taking it with a somewhat complicated face, his eyes frequently looked at the gun.

There's no insurance this time, right?

Xia You thought about it, and his hand pulled on the trigger at random.

"Da Da Da!!"

The flame of the muzzle stuck out her tongue so abruptly, the loud sound made Xia You startled, and the freckled girl screamed even more.

The three of them looked at the constantly broken glass on the opposite house in a daze, glanced at each other, and looked at each other.

Xia You was glad that the muzzle of the gun was not pointed at the person just now, and at the same time, he also had a faint palpitation about this firearm.

The cold of the heavy metal brings not only a sense of deterrence and security, but also a sense of danger like a double-edged sword.

Xia You looked at the steel rod in his hand, and then at the obviously powerful firearm, and hesitated.

"Help!! Help us! ”

The sudden cry for help made the three of them turn their heads to look over, but they saw several people running out of the private house on the side, holding some kitchen knives and iron crows and other weapons in their hands, running towards Xia You and them.

Zhuo Zao and the freckled girl immediately nervously raised the iron pipe in their hands, and the muzzle of the submachine gun in Xia You's hand was also raised slightly.

The group of people who were about to rush over saw the muzzle of the gun froze, and then hurriedly raised their hands:

"Don't get me wrong! We have no ill will! We are human! It's human! ”

"What's the matter?"

Xia You lowered the muzzle of the gun, but his brows furrowed and asked.

It's not that Xia You, the person who escaped along the way, hasn't seen each other, but they are all wary of each other, after all, this is the end of the world, and the ugliness of human nature more or less makes trust very dangerous.

Several people who rushed out glanced at each other, and then the leader took a step forward cautiously, looking at Xia You expectantly:

"Shall we follow you?"

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… (To be continued......)