Han Ying stood at the door, nervously watching the approaching zombies. At this moment, the girl suddenly noticed that ———— a strange light flashed in the eyes of the woman who had just been rescued. She hugged Lao Song with both hands, and her two feet left the ground, not relying on her own legs and feet to move, but pressing all the weight of her body on the other party.

"Wait, that's not right! She has a problem————"

Lao Song was a little confused by Han Ying's shouting. He didn't notice anything unusual, he just felt that the woman was heavy and had difficulty moving. He was trying to catch his breath, but suddenly he heard the roar of the engine behind him. When I turned my head, I saw two cars rushing out of the corner across the street, speeding towards this direction.

The windows were open, and you could see faces that were a mixture of cruelty and exuberance, as well as thick and heavy sticks.

"Hit the plan?"

When Lao Song suddenly woke up, a strong chill immediately appeared in his heart. Just as he wanted to get rid of the woman and pull out the gun to shoot, the woman suddenly leaned forward, wrapped her hands tightly around his neck, opened her mouth, bit down his shoulder, tore off a large piece of flesh, spit it out, and opened her mouth again to bite Lao Song's right hand holding the gun, refusing to relax at all.

The unimaginable pain made Lao Song scream involuntarily. The old man roared like a wounded lion and grabbed the woman by the hair with his backhand, trying to pull her away from her body. This tremendous force generated by being deceived and furious did not make a woman give up. Her hair was straightened, her roots were bleeding, her eyes were round in pain, but her teeth were not loosened, and she still clenched them tightly, as if they were embedded in them. In this case, Lao Song had no way to shoot at all.

The car rushed into the alleyway, knocking the two zombies into the air on the spot, and the thugs who got out of the car easily surrounded and killed the rest of the mutated creatures, and ran towards the entrance of the small building.

"Close! Close the door! Don't let them in————"

Lao Song screamed miserably, picked up his left fist and slammed it into the woman's cheek. In just a few minutes, he was much older and weaker. But his counterattack was still strong, and the skin on the woman's face was cracked and covered with blood, but it was still lying on top of him like a leech that had tasted blood for the first time, refusing to let go at all.

Hu He said that ———— people who come out of the building must be held at any cost. Otherwise, cut off the flesh from her body piece by piece and feed it to the mutated creatures.

This is not intimidation. Several people have already been killed by him in the same way. Not for anger or revenge, just for fun.

Han Ying was a little at a loss. She wanted to close the door, but she was unwilling to give up Lao Song, who couldn't get out. I want to shoot, but on the other side is a human like myself.

She had killed zombies, but she had never killed anyone.

Her logical thinking is still stuck in the era of civilization———— killing people is a crime.

A strong thug saw the hesitation in Han Ying's eyes, and deliberately threw away the stick, spread his hands, and made a defenseless appearance. He walked cautiously and cautiously, slowly, with a seductive smile on his face, and pretended to be surprised: "Hi! I have no ill intentions, really! I'm just looking for some food and some water. I'm not one of those man-eating monsters. We, we can be friends. ”

"Don't believe what he says————"

Old Song's face had turned from red to purple, he grabbed the woman's hair and twisted it around, howling miserably to warn Han Ying. Several thugs who had just jumped out of the car swarmed up and threw sticks at him. The old body oozed shocking blood flowers, soaked through the clothes, and red streams flowed on the surface of the skin.

"Bang ————"

Han Ying's eyes were red, and she gritted her teeth and pulled the trigger. The face of the thug standing more than five meters away suddenly changed drastically, and he saw a faint flame erupting from the thick muzzle of the gun, and hundreds of grains of iron sand scattered like a rainstorm. He lowered his head and watched in disbelief as a dense hole suddenly appeared in his chest. Several people standing next to him also convulsed, screaming and falling to the ground, each with at least a dozen bullet holes gushing blood at the same time. The injury may not necessarily be fatal, but it can be enough to incapacitate them.

Load, pull the trigger again.

Han Ying howled like a madman and strode down the steps, the muzzle of the gun spewing out flames and iron sand one after another. This apparently uncontrolled madness terrified the mob. They retreated, scurrying back and forth between the carriage and the wall, looking for a safe point of evasion. Constantly people were hit by bullets and rolled on the ground crying and screaming.

"Rush up, all for Lao Tzu to rush up————"

The extremely corrupt Hu He hid behind the car dozens of meters away, shrunk his head, and roared hoarsely: "She is only one person, and there are not many bullets. Chong, all fucking rush for Lao Tzu————"

A thug crouched beside Hu He, curling up to dodge the overwhelming array of shotguns. His eyes were full of fear and helplessness, not at all the fearless, fierce and fierce look he had been a few minutes ago. Like a frightened mouse, he tried to retract under the chassis of the car, and screamed uncontrollably: "Boss, she has a gun, she has a gun." Help me, I don't want to die. ”

"You're scared of a **!"

Hu He's eyes showed a fierce light, and he grabbed the back of the thug's neck, who had already gotten under the car for most of his body, grabbed a brick on the ground next to him, and smashed it on top of the opponent's head. The flesh on his forehead immediately opened, and blood flowed. Hu He did not relieves his hatred, picked up the bricks again and continued to smash them in the faces of the rioters, making a terrible sound of "poof". The bridge of the man's nose collapsed entirely, the teeth in his mouth were all broken, and a large stream of viscous blood gushed out from the slightly open corners of his mouth.

"It's all for Lao Tzu, that woman must be killed, otherwise we will all die————"

Perhaps this evil curse did have an effect, and the shotgun in Han Ying's hand suddenly jammed. She pulled the trigger several times in exasperation, but it always made a hollow metal crash. A thug crouching behind the wall seized the opportunity to pounce on her, picked up her club and struck her knee, screaming and falling crookedly.

"Rush in, everything inside is our ————"

Looking at the open door not far away, Hu He let out a hysterical laugh. He approached Han Ying, who was rolling back and forth on the ground with her knees covered and screaming, opened her right hand and grabbed her long hair with five fingers, grabbed the upper half of her body, stared at the face full of pain, tears, dust and hatred for a few seconds, smiled gloomily, and ordered several thugs waiting next to her: "Grab her and tie her up a little tighter." ”

A tall and thin thug picked up the shotgun that fell to the ground, looked at Han Ying's mature chest, swallowed hard, and said with a cruel smile: "Boss, this little girl is very disobedient and has injured many of our brothers, so she should be made to suffer a little." Hey, hey, hey, hey, man's suffering. ”

"No way!"

Hu He categorically vetoed: "They still have a few people outside." Those guys have guns. We need hostages now. As long as you take the initiative and control the situation, you can play as much as you want when the time comes. ”

As he spoke, he threw down Han Ying and walked over to Lao Song, who had been caught by the thugs, clamped his thumbs with wire, and tied to the telephone pole on the side of the road.

At the intersection more than ten meters away, there were the remains of three zombies whose heads were smashed. The other was pierced through the collarbone from behind with a sharpened steel pipe by the thugs, and was firmly nailed into the green belt, unable to move, and could only open his mouth and howl as he looked at the "food" that was close at hand.

The woman sat slumped on the side of the road, her eyes blank, the corners of her mouth and chest were covered in blood, a lot of her hair had been uprooted, and dense dark red blood spots oozed from the surface of her scalp. The cheeks that had been smashed were bruised and swollen, as if they were ripe and cracked, and then squeezed by gravity. She raised her head, opened her deflated mouth with only a few broken teeth left, smiled flatteringly at Hu He, and nodded her head incessantly, like a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy.

Lao Song gasped with difficulty, his bloodshot eyes widened, staring fiercely at Hu He who was standing in front of him.

"Old bastard, you're more brave than I thought."

Hu He took the assault rifle from the hook hand, poked Lao Song's face with the muzzle, and a cruel and cold smile appeared: "Don't worry! You can't die yet, you have to live, the way I need to live. ”

The old man seemed to see through the thoughts in his head, shook his head sarcastically, and coldly spat out a mouthful of bloody thick phlegm, which spat on the smug and disgusting face.

"You're ———— the damn thing"

Hu He, who was thunderous, immediately roared, he vigorously wiped off the dirt on his cheeks, picked up his right fist, and slammed it into Lao Song's abdomen. The dying prisoner didn't even have the strength to scream, so he could only let his body twitch and curl up involuntarily.

Hu He, who had not yet relieved his hatred, looked around, he saw the zombie who was stuck in the mud with a steel pipe and struggling to himself, strode over, snatched the fire axe from the hands of a thug, directly cut off the head of the zombie, smiled cruelly, and carried the head that kept opening its mouth to gnaw on the fresh meat in front of Lao Song, and pressed it heavily on his shoulder

Li Xiaomei huddled in the corner of the hall of the small building with the baby in her arms, fine beads of sweat oozing from her face and neck. Her body was tense, her eyes were full of fear, her left arm was wrapped around her swaddling clothes, and her right hand held Browning, keeping her flat and ready to fire. She tries to maintain this near-stiff posture and make sure she gets enough safe space.

More than a dozen men stood opposite, with the corner of the wall as the core, forming an airtight circle. There was a sparkle of evil and lust, indifference and rage in his eyes.

Of course, there were also a few people with pity on their faces and expressions full of anger.

To Tianhao has not joined the fight. He had already recognized Han Ying as the girl he had met in the supermarket that day, and he also wanted to beg Hu He to let her go. However, the zombie head that was grabbed by Hu He and was gnawing on food Lao Song made him feel instinctively afraid———— these people were already red-eyed, and it was impossible for them to make their conscience find out that they had done some kind of good deed.

He could only step on other people's footprints and walk into the small building. At this time, any doubts or objections will lead to siege.

The same goes for Liao Qiu and the fat man.

A lot of people are laughing and laughing. Rice, noodle bags and cans stacked in the hall attract all hungry eyes like a magnet. The faucets were screwed to the maximum, and the mob gathered around the pool to take turns drinking. They wantonly plundered everything in the house, opened the cupboards and chewed cold steamed buns and cold porridge, scrambled for clothes that did not belong to them, and scurried around the rooms upstairs and downstairs, like a group of lunatics who had just escaped from a mental hospital.

The circle surrounding Li Xiaomei is getting denser and denser. Since it was summer, her clothes were thin, and two seductive bumps could be faintly visible on the blouse, and a small damp water stain had oozed around her because she had just breastfed the baby. This has an extremely strong stimulation and temptation for the mob who want to wreak havoc. They laughed and talked uncontrollably, but they were afraid of each other's guns, and neither of them took a step forward, and no one retreated.

Like Han Ying's original thoughts, Li Xiaomei didn't dare to shoot at the moment. Words such as "murder pays for life", "society under the rule of law", and "imprisonment" are constantly swirling in my mind. She felt that her right hand was getting heavier and heavier, and she could fall at any time, so she could only bite her lower lip hard to keep her nerves awake as the pain stimulated.

A strong man standing outside the circle shouted: "Everyone go together, this woman will never dare to move." ”

Immediately there was an objection next to him: "Okay! Then you come first, you rush to the front to block the bullets. ”

The strong man's face was obviously a little cringe, but he still wanted to make a performance, and roared angrily: "She didn't dare to move when she got on it together." This woman is good-looking, and the child is also very tender. Damn, after spending so many days in the gym, I have to get a few pieces of fresh meat to eat. ”

These nonsense words pierced Du Tianhao's heart like a needle, extremely harsh, like gasoline that made the anger burn more and more.

"Enough is enough————"

He squeezed out of the crowd, brandished a thick stick, blocked in front of Li Xiaomei like a mountain, and yelled at the completely irrational thug: "Look clearly, this is just a woman, a child." You bastards are so good at it? Fuck off, fuck me out————"

Liao Qiu and the fat man glanced at each other, a little worried, a little afraid, hesitated for a moment, or walked to Du Tianhao and stood still, with his back to the woman shrinking in the corner, forming a protective circle.

The hustle and bustle of the crowd gradually fell silent, and slowly parted wide enough to reveal the figures of Hu He and Hook and the others.

"What do you want to do? Want to be a hero? ”

Hu He carried the assault rifle that originally belonged to Lao Song, and his gloomy gaze swept over the three people in order, and finally stopped at Du Tianhao in the center: "Don't say that I won't give you a chance." Now get out of the way, there's something here, too. ”

The corners of Du Tianhao's eyes twitched slightly, and he glared angrily at the person opposite.

He didn't know what was going on in this world? I don't understand why those horrible zombies appear for the sake of Lu?

All he knew was that he was a man, not a beast, or a dog to be driven by others.

I have to do something, whether I live or die.

The atmosphere in the room became dull. Some winced, others eagerly tried, and some had thoughtful glances in their eyes.

When the impulsiveness and excitement have passed, the calm mind will rethink.

Huhe clearly felt the change. The longer you drag it on, the worse it will be for you. There is simply no need to waste tongue at such times.

A hint of hideousness flashed in his eyes, he took a step back and waved his arm forward: "Kill him————"

Next to him, Hook and the other subordinates nodded knowingly, and without saying anything, they picked up their sticks and pounced on the three people in front of them from different angles.

Du Tianhao roared almost at the same time. His low, primitive roar and tall, strong physique made him look like a furious giant ape. He rushed towards Hu He's position, desperately waving the thick wooden stick in his hand, sweeping the people in front of him one by one. But more weapons were hailed from other positions. He felt a heavy blow to his left shoulder, and a sharp object in his right abdomen. At the end of the day, his ankle bone was hit by a swept chair, and he fell to the ground weightlessly, and a wire that had been prepared for the end of the rope was immediately put around his neck and tightened in a circle.

He is brave and strong, but he is not an invincible superman after all.

It was difficult to breathe, the air in his lungs was decreasing sharply, and patches of black halo appeared in front of Du Tianhao's eyes. He clasped the wires that had been squeezed into his flesh with both hands, turned his head with difficulty, and saw Liao Qiu being overturned by several people, and let out a heart-rending scream under the trampling of countless feet.

As for the fat man, his head was completely deflated by a barbell, his eyes were embedded in the bridge of his nose in an extremely strange way, and his entire side face was level with the ground. At first glance, it looks like a thick patty that is baked on the ground.

Blood foam continued to gush out from the corners of Du Tianhao's mouth, he raised his head, looked at Hu He pleadingly, and said weakly: "Please, let her go and that's just a child." ”

Hook walked over with a sinister grin, holding the barbell he had brought out of the gym in his hand. He had just stoned the fat man to death with this thing, and on the surface of the lead-black metal round was a half-tattered tongue.

"Bang ————"

A loud gunfire rang out in the room, and the air quickly filled the air with the pungent smell of gunpowder. The unloaded nine-millimeter warhead whizzed into the hook's chest, knocking him upside down several meters on the spot, unable to get up again.

"Whoever dares to take a step forward, I, I will kill him————"

A few strands of long hair hung down from Li Xiaomei's forehead, making those eyes full of anger and horror become hideous and fierce. She let out a wolf-like cry in her throat, and her eyes burned with flames. Perhaps sensing this heartfelt hatred, the infant suddenly opened his eyes and looked curiously at the group of shivering men in front of him, very strange and incomprehensible.