Wang Bi'an's calves trembled imperceptibly, his nose was sore, and it seemed that the next moment, he would cry.

But even so, scared, his two arms, still holding the crossbow, the index finger on the trigger.

Wang Bi'an ran away if he wanted to, ran through the watermelon fields, ran to the river, got on the boat, and left the tall and thin man far away.

However, the man with a long knife stood on the ridge of the melon field on the left.

Adults run faster than children, and without waiting for Wang Bi'an to run out of the melon field, the man with a long knife can easily come over from the ridge and block Wang Bi'an's road to the river.

The man with the long knife rudely tilted his head at Wang Bi'an: "Little crooked (local local child), die." ”

Wang Bi'an gritted his teeth and stood motionless in the melon field.

The palms of the hands holding the crossbow were wet and full of sweat.

"Yo, little red guy, you're quite bold. Come up to Lao Tzu! The man with the long knife raised his knife and nodded at Wang Bi'an.

Wang Bi'an suddenly shouted loudly: "My parents are next to me...... Just look for something to eat in the field next door, and they'll be coming to me soon! ”

The man with the long knife was stunned for a moment, and then laughed strangely: "There is a father, and a mother, hehe, you are such a little ghost, of course it is impossible to live alone." Not bad, Mom? Well, depending on your age, your mother is not too old, Lao Tzu has been in a panic recently, and he just took your mother to put out the fire. Little Red Guy, is your mother pretty? He M's, a woman who has given birth knows how to wait for a man best, B is a little looser, and it is just as refreshing to call up and wave......"

The long knife man is full of foul language, although Wang Bi'an is young, he has read some posts on the Internet without telling his parents before, and he seems to know whether he understands or not, this man has bad intentions towards his mother.

Wang Bi'an screamed: "Don't speak ill of my mother - I, my father is very powerful, he has killed a lot of zombies, and."

Also, I have many relatives at home, including Aunt Xie Ling, Uncle Chen Gang, and Uncle Wang Qiao (the latter two names are actually uncles in the neighborhood. Wang Bi'an Ke is smarter, he knows that as long as there are many people on his side, the bad man in front of him will not dare to touch his bad heart) ......"

The long knife man was stunned for a moment and muttered, "Xie Ling...... It's really a coincidence, maybe it's the same name and surname. He didn't think much about the thoughts that flashed in his mind, and smiled at Wang Bi'an: "Little red guy, want to deceive Lao Tzu?" Well?! Most of your relatives are cut down, Lao Tzu catches you first, what to do if you have so many relatives! Hehe, when the time comes, Lao Tzu will put this knife on your neck, and your mother will have to lick Lao Tzu's J bar obediently! ”

As he spoke, the man with the long knife went down the melon field and walked towards Wang Bi'an.

Wang Bi'an screamed: "Don't come here!" I—I'm going to you! ”

As he spoke, he picked up his crossbow and aimed at the man with the long knife.

His eyes were already full of tears, and it seemed that as long as he blinked, he would flow down.

The man with the long knife laughed coarsely: "Little red guy, you dare to kill people before your hair grows?" He looked down and saw the red point of sight on his clothes, which was firmly fixed on his chest, though trembling slightly.

The man with the long knife glanced at the crossbow - this is a real thing, not a toy, even if an arrow shot in the hands of a child can kill himself.

He became cautious, but in his mouth, he still shouted: "Red guy, Niang Xipi, put down the crossbow to Lao Tzu, provoke Lao Tzu, and hang you up and beat you half to death." His mouth shouted fiercely, but his footsteps stopped.

Wang Bi'an's tears finally couldn't hold back and flowed down, but he didn't raise his hand to wipe it, but held the crossbow and aimed at the long knife man.

Phew, bad guy, trying to trick myself into putting the crossbow down, I'm not so stupid.

The man with the long knife looked up at the sky, it was already past noon, and he saw the green smoke coming out of the forest hut where he lived from a distance, and he couldn't help but be a little anxious, in order to catch a duck, he had already delayed a lot of time, and the rice that was being burned on the kitchen stove was estimated to have burned too much, and it was all smoking.

The long knife man is a little irritable, since he came out of the mountain, he has been unsmooth, alone, when he encounters more zombies, he has to avoid walking, even the village does not dare to approach, but he is unlucky, the lighter in the trouser pocket, I don't know if it is because the weather is too hot, covered too tightly, and actually blew himself up, not only the inner thigh was fried red and swollen, but also can no longer roast and cook cooked food in the field, eat raw melons and fruits in the farmland every day, and are tired of eating. ,

Three days ago, I finally found a farmhouse tourist attraction in the forest, found food in the kitchen, and a bed to sleep in, and today I unexpectedly saw ducks in the river when I went out to pick fresh vegetables. I don't know how long I haven't eaten fresh meat, so I immediately chased the duck upriver for more than 4 kilometers before I smashed the duck's wings with a stone and grabbed it.

On the way home, I actually met this little kid with a crossbow.

That's a pretty dangerous sign.

The little boy explained that there were people around here!

And it's close, it's close!

Even if the little boy is talking nonsense about a lot of relatives, at least, he has a father and mother.

A family of three is the most basic and common family composition.

The more the man with the long knife thought about it, the more anxious he became, it was almost certain that the little boy's father was definitely not easy to mess with, and the fact that he could survive so far with a woman and a child was a proof of his strong strength in itself.

What's more, the little boy in front of him had a ruddy face, which proved that he was well nourished and did not worry about eating and drinking, and the crossbow in his hand showed that this family had a good armament, otherwise, a child would not be allowed to hold such a fine crossbow and use it for self-defense when playing in the wild.

You have to strike first, and only by catching the little boy yourself can you bargain with the other party's parents, and even go one step further - it is not impossible to let the boy's mother lick her own j-bastard!

The man with the long knife no longer hesitated, threw away the dead duck in his hand, took a big stride, and rushed towards Wang Bi'an.

But almost immediately, there was a bang, and then the long howl of the man with a long knife rang out across the field.

An arrow pierced the long knife man's calf and pierced through it.

When Wang Bi'an pulled the trigger, he was still nervous, and there was a huge difference between shooting a living person who was running fast and shooting a motionless foam board.

This was originally an arrow aimed at the chest of the man with a long knife, but it only hit the opponent's calf.

It's not a little bit off.

If Sister Xie Ling was next to her, she would definitely have to give herself fried chestnuts with sugar again.

Wang Bi'an just thought for a moment, turned around, carried the crossbow, and ran away.

Although the man with the long knife was hit by an arrow, if he wanted to deal with himself, he still pinched the snail with two fingers - and held it steadily. Running to the river was originally the fastest shortcut to escape home, but this road, because of the long knife man blocking it, has become a dead end.

You can only run backwards.

The smoking forest could not be visited, and it was very likely that there was an accomplice of the bad guy in the house in the woods.

Wang Bi'an could only run towards the vast farmland behind him, far away, at the edge of the farmland, was a row of trees.