The tall young man grabbed the arm of the little girl zombie, pulled it a few times, and nodded, seemingly satisfied. He reached out and tore it a few times, stripped the little girl zombie's remaining pieces of clothes, and then flew up and kicked the thin little girl zombie to the ground. While he was doing all this, the little girl zombie remained still.

Wang Lu was a little bored to watch, in front of the supernatural, zombies are worse than chickens, these tricks, if Wang Lu does it, it can be easily done. The villagers of Jinglan Village thought that this would be a little too pediatric to scare themselves, so he resisted the urge to yawn and continued to watch the young man "perform".

The young man stepped forward, stepped on the neck of the little girl's zombie, fixed it on the ground, bent over, and cut the sharp knife in his hand from his throat to his lower abdomen. --Boring, it's really boring, Qian Zhengang can do a little scalpel more beautifully than the villagers of Jinglan Village.

The young man bent down and moved his hands a few times, and when he stood up again, he was carrying a long list of things in his hands, lungs, stomach, heart, intestines - they were actually the internal organs of the little girl's zombie! With a wave of his hand, he threw the entrails into the boiling soup pot next to him.

Wang Lu frowned, what are you doing, Qian Zhengang has the habit of keeping the zombie internal organs in Malforin for research, but it can be put in a soup pot - the tissue is completely destroyed by boiling water, and he is still studying a fart. Or is it just a ritual in Jinglan Village? Similar to a religious sacrifice?

Along the way, Wang Lu has seen survivors hate zombies and burn the zombies they killed to ashes. Well, the villagers of Jinglan Village boiled zombies alive, which should be similar to the truth. Crushing the source of terror to ashes, as if this will save oneself from harm, is also a psychological suggestion similar to the method of spiritual victory. It's just that the style is a little lower, in fact, the villagers of Jinglan Village can use their abilities to drive zombies, isn't it much better than using them to vent their anger in vain like now?

Next to the fire, several other zombies were also knocked to the ground by the villagers one by one, and they also cut their stomachs and threw them into the soup pot. Wang Lu is a little "aesthetic fatigue". He could only beat his spirit and raised his glass to Xu Ben.

Wang Bi'an sat beside Wang Lu, and for some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable. Among the zombies brought by the villagers. Most of them are female zombies. Several of them are still little girl zombies, and these female zombies have an inexplicable connection with Wang Bi'an's brain waves, nominally. They are all Wang Bi'an's protectors. Now watching them being chopped to the ground one by one, digging out their intestines, and their hands still pulling in vain on the stone slabs on the threshing floor, Wang Bi'an felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

It's not that he hasn't killed zombies, and he's also killed female zombies, but now, those zombies don't have the slightest ability to resist in the face of abilities, but the villagers kill them like this, what is this, it's not like this to be a hero.

In fact, not only Wang Bi'an, but also the rest of the Yashan caravan didn't think so, Lu Kai pursed the corners of his mouth and whispered in Xie Jian's ear: "What kind of flowers, if you have the ability, you don't need to kill a few adult armed zombies with your bare hands, let's see." Bullying little women - even if the object is a zombie, the grade is too low. What, you think we're scared of them? Cut, I don't need to roll out, I can wipe out this bunch of zombies with a screwdriver. ”

A voice that was cold to the bones suddenly came from the side: "Shut up, look carefully, be careful!" But it was Feng Haiqi, I saw that his face was pale, and his hand was stretched out on his left waist, where he stuffed his pistol.

Feng Haiqi doesn't know what the villagers of Jinglan Village are doing, but the more weird, the bigger the conspiracy, but in his eyes, any conspiracy is not comparable to strength, as long as there is a gun in hand, he has enough confidence to rescue Wang Lu and Wang Bi'an, as long as he escapes the archway, he can order Wang Bomin, who is guarding the anti-aircraft machine gun, to shoot, and it is a trivial matter to slaughter 7 or 80 people in Jinglan Village.

All the zombies who were disemboweled, and their unimaginable tenacious vitality made them stumble on the ground with their hands and legs still moving. At this time, I saw a tall young villager greeting, and two young men came up next to him, carrying a slender steel bar with two sharpened ends, and the tall young villager broke the mouth of the little girl's zombie. The other two young men worked hard together, and stabbed the steel bar into the mouth and throat of the little girl's zombie, pierced through the already empty belly, and pierced out of the pussy.

When the two villagers lifted the steel bar, the little girl zombie was like a frog on a bamboo stick, piercing hands and feet there, and then, the two young men put the steel bar on the iron frame of the fire, and the flames were raging, and the little girl zombie was engulfed in an instant. The villagers of Jinglan Village were obviously used to seeing this scene, and they cheered in unison.

Is this revenge for billions of human victims?

Wang Lu felt that his mouth was dry, dissecting the zombies alive, and roasting them on the fire, if this was the so-called revenge, it was really ...... Looking at Xu Ben's old face full of excitement and an honest and honest face that looked a little hideous because of excessive passion, Wang Lu didn't know what to say, yes, the vast majority of the villagers in Jinglan Village were dead - or rather, they had become zombies, and Xu Ben had the right to take revenge! However, what is the practical significance of such a barbecue zombie? Can it make the world a better place? Blindly immersed in hatred, it is clear that the survivors of a village have abilities that can help more people and do bigger things, but they nest in this small mountain village, roasting zombies with fire for fun, to vent, this is really stupid! Barbarous! Idiot!

Wang Lu's original good impression of Xu Ben in the Ancient Ship Museum disappeared at this time, and the villagers of Jinglan Village did have some strength, but they let themselves be lost in the pleasure of revenge, and had no long-term vision, such a group is insignificant.

Wang Lu originally had some plans to cooperate with Jinglan Village, but now he saw that some of the villagers in the field were roasting zombies with iron forks, some chopping off the limbs of zombies and throwing them into soup pots, and some were sawing zombies with saws that were too hard bones, like the tragic scene in the legendary Abi Hell, and immediately dispelled this idea.

No matter how powerful the villagers of Jinglan Village are, they are just a bunch of fools!

The little girl's zombie was pierced on steel bar. Spinning on the fire, at first, its limbs were still scratching in vain, but under the burning of the raging flames, the muscles and nerve tissues were scorched, lost moisture, cells ruptured, and finally incapacitated.

However, its head remained alive, and its eyes blinked. Because the villagers who turned the steel bars were careful not to let the fire reach its head.

Wang Lu couldn't help but think of the first zombie he killed - in Sunshine City. Through the security door, the first zombie killed. He also uses fire. I still remember that the zombie had been burned by the fire all the time, obviously the whole body was in flames, and the fire baked out all the fat in the body. Make a zila zila sound. Dripping to the ground. But the zombies stared at them through the security door, still so blood-hungry and greedy, even fire and death. Nor can it stop their desire to eat people.

Wang Lu calmed down, although Xu Ben, the villagers of Jinglan Village, although they did a little too much to take revenge on the zombies, it was not incomprehensible, and people would lose their minds somewhat when they took revenge. In fact, looking back and thinking about himself, although Chen Wei and Wang Bian are by his side, but what about the old parents, how many times they dream back at midnight, they don't dare to think about their life and death. If they all suffered misfortunes, could they still engage in a trinity so calmly? Maybe at that time, I will be like the villagers of Jinglan Village, I just want to kill the ugly and murderous species of zombies.

Wang Lu looked left and right, and found that the villagers of Jinglan Village were watching the zombies being tortured in various ways, all of them were elated, everyone had a smile on their faces, laughter, and on the other hand, the Yashan caravan, except for a tenacious guy like Lu Kai, who was watching with relish, the rest of the people were uncomfortable, and Tang Hui turned his face and held a bottle of mineral water to cover his eyes. He sighed in his heart, and was about to mediate the atmosphere of the scene and say a few words to Xu Benla.

I saw that the two villagers who were barbecuing the little girl's zombie on the fire shouted in unison, lifted the steel bar, carried the little girl's zombie off the fire, and carefully carried it to the chairman.

Xu Benle stretched out his hand and said to Wang Lu: "Leader Wang, please see, our young man's skills are good, his whole body is cooked, but this head is still alive, this dish is comparable to the famous live carp, but the carp is fried in oil, the body is fried, and the mouth is still moving, we don't have so much cooking oil in our village, so we roast it with fire, but the effect is similar." Come, come, come, king, you taste. ”

As he spoke, a villager had already taken a sharp knife, roasted the little girl's zombie to the outside and tender on the inside, and was dripping oil on the bluestone slab, picked up the most delicious breast, sliced a few pieces of meat, put it on a white and delicate porcelain plate, and brought it to Wang Lu.

Xu Ben said enthusiastically: "Leader Wang, taste, taste, this meat, it still has to be freshly grilled to be the best, and the taste of dried meat is much worse, and it is rare for us to have such a barbecue bonfire party. ”

Not only barbecued meat, but also a few villagers brought a few bowls, but they were served from the soup pot, and inside were large pieces of meat, as well as lungs, hearts, and other things cut into pieces. Such a full bowl, which represented the hospitality of the villagers of Jinglan, was also placed in front of the other members of the Yashan caravan.

Wang Lu didn't hear what Xu Ben was saying at all, since Xu Ben pointed to the little girl who had been barbecing and said "this dish", his head was buzzing, and all the mysteries were revealed-the mystery of this small Jinglan Village.

Why is such a barren property, the villagers only have sweet potatoes and potatoes to eat, and even the aged grain is greedy, but the old and weak have large bags of dried meat in their hands, and they are discarded when they are traded. -- because they feed on zombies!

Why is there a large group of zombies in the center of the village, and the guards are careless. --Because in the eyes of the villagers, it is not a terrible zombie, but just food that can move around. You've seen anyone who keeps the pigsty tight.

Why is there so many survivors in such a small village, even the elderly and children are full of energy. -- because they will never go hungry, and the mountains are full of zombies at their fingertips.

Even, even if they all have abilities, zombies will not take the initiative to attack them. --Because they have been feeding on zombies for a long time, there must have been some kind of unknowable change in their bodies, and in the eyes of zombies, they are no longer human beings who can be devoured by themselves, but some kind of kind.

Wang Lu's hands couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he was crazy! In a frenzy! They, they. Actually feed on zombies!

Wang Lu has experienced all kinds of unbelievable things in the last days, witnessed countless human tragedies, and even his own hands have been stained with zombies, intelligent corpses, supernatural people, human corpses or blood, he is not a good person, and he never wants to be a good person. However, when facing the steaming, shiny pieces of meat under the chest of the little girl zombies on the porcelain plate in front of him, and looking at the little girl zombies who were wearing steel bars and eating carp like a famous dish, Wang Lu's heart was about to explode!

Lunatic! The villagers of Jinglan Village. All lunatics! They, they're no longer human. They—they're ghouls!

Xu Ben saw Wang Lu in a daze at the slices of meat in front of him, and said kindly: "Please, please, it's not delicious if it's cold." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pushed the porcelain plate in front of Wang Lu.

"Ahh Wang Lu roared. Suddenly, he jumped up from the mat. Fly up with a kick. He kicked the plate into the roaring campfire along with the pieces of meat inside, and with a slap of his right hand, he had already pulled out the pistol hidden under his armpit. With a round of his left hand, he smashed the stunned Xu Ben on the mat with a punch, and with a stretch of his right hand, the muzzle of the gun stabbed Xu Ben's nosebleed face. Wang Lu trembled all over, and roared with saliva: "Kill you!" I'm going to kill you!! ”

Wang Lu's outburst was unexpected, whether it was the villagers of Jinglan Village or the people of the Yashan caravan, but Feng Haiqi reacted at the first time, he supported his hands, jumped up from the seat, threw himself at the chairman, and yelled in his mouth: "Protect Captain Wang!" ”

Wang Bi'an, Lu Kai, Sha Lin, Tang Hui, Mao Li and others also reflected, took out the guns and knives they carried with them, and pounced on the chairman where Wang Lu was.

Compared with the swiftness of the Yashan caravan, the villagers of Jinglan Village were much sluggish, they were munching on the fresh zombie meat delivered to them, where did they think that Wang Lu, who was graciously invited, and his subordinates would suddenly make a move, until Feng Haiqi knocked the two villagers who were carrying the little girl's zombie to the ground, and they threw down the food in their hands in a mess and surrounded them, "What are you doing?" Do? Let go of our village chief. "Quick, get your weapons, clean up these guys."

Feng Haiqi quickly judged the situation on the grain field - the villagers of Jinglan Village did not have any ill will towards the caravan, and the villagers did not have weapons on them - unless the knife for cutting the zombie meat was counted, the villagers could not be reflected, if they found weapons to beat them, under the melee at night, the bullets did not grow long, and the caravan would inevitably suffer casualties. He suddenly turned around, pointed in the direction of the torii outside the village, yelled "shoot", and pointed his hand towards the bonfire.

At the entrance of the village, outside the stone archway, Wang Bomin has been sitting next to the anti-aircraft machine gun, holding a telescope to stare at the barn field, the fire on the barn field is blazing, he secretly sees all the situation clearly, at this time he saw Feng Haiqi order, without hesitation, the muzzle of the anti-aircraft machine gun turned, tom tom, a string of hot bullets flew out of the muzzle, to the barn field.

The high-speed bullet with the thickness of the child's arm passed through the crowd and hit the large bonfire in the center of the barn, blasting the burning pyre open, and the scattered burning firewood flew around like a small incendiary bomb, falling on the heads and feet of the crowd, and Feng Haiqi had already picked up the mat spread on the ground and covered the caravan.

The villagers were caught off guard by this meteor shower, screaming and dodging, some old people and children were trampled to the ground, screaming and crying, Feng Haiqi shook his hand and threw away the mat lit by the firewood that was blown up, and shouted: "Don't move!" Whoever moves, Lao Tzu will let the anti-aircraft machine gun blow his head! The rest of the Yashan caravan also raised their weapons and shouted at the villagers: "Squat! Get down! I'll kill you if you move! ”

The villagers who have seen the anti-aircraft machine gun fire know that their flesh and blood are not the opponent of the machine gun at all, even if they find a weapon, it is useless, they actually know that the Yashan caravan is strong, otherwise, they would not honestly give up the ambush at the mouth of the tunnel, and now the leader Xu Ben is under the muzzle of Wang Lu's gun, and the whole field is controlled by the caravan personnel, and in desperation, he has to squat down on the spot tremblingly.

Feng Haiqi saw that the scene was finally under control, so he breathed a sigh of relief and told Sha Lin: "If anyone dares to move, they don't need to go through my order and shoot directly." Only then did they separate everyone and walk to Wang Lu and Xu Ben. Wang Lu still stabbed the muzzle of the gun in Xu Ben's face, and yelled incoherently: "Crazy! Neuropathy! Kill you! Kill you! ”

Feng Haiqi walked to Wang Lu's side, he didn't know what to say, he could understand Wang Lu's mood, and when he understood what kind of meat was in the soup bowl in front of him, he also surged with a violent emotion, God, as a human being, how far can he fall into evil to feed on zombies.

They—they're eating corpses!

In ancient and modern times, there are indeed many cases of people eating people, but eating corpses - and zombies can be regarded as corpses that have been dead for a long time, which is like digging out a rotting corpse in a coffin, chopping it into pieces and putting it in a pot - sealing Haiqi's stomach turned over for a while.

At this time, there was a sudden heart-rending vomiting sound from the caravan, Feng Haiqi turned his head to look, and saw that Sha Lin was half-squatting on the ground, bending over, vomiting desperately, and even kept stuffing his index finger into his mouth, stabbing his throat in spite of the pain and forcing himself to vomit, he coughed while spitting, and wiped his face with tears and snot. (To be continued......)