Chapter 170: The same people don't have a fate

Lu Ziming glanced up at the luxurious township government building in front of him, suddenly jumped out of the car and flew high, waved the corpse knife in his hand, and slashed obliquely at the neck of a zombie, leaving only one sentence: Wait here, and then rushed into the building with the knife.

Qin Feng looked at Lu Ziming who was out of shape dumbfounded, his Adam's apple grunted, and a sentence came out of his throat: "What a violent breath!"

Hu Wei leaned lazily on the car, holding a sniper rifle in his arms, holding a cigarette in his hand, and said with a long puff of smoke rings: "After the outbreak of the virus, I was scared and anxious, and I hid in the room alone and didn't dare to come out." One night, I sneaked out looking for food, and I saw a guy looking for food like me, and I rushed up from behind and hacked him to death, do you know why?"

Qin Feng shook his head, he didn't know what Hu Wei wanted to say?

"That person is a bully in our community, our family has a stall on the street, he came to collect protection money, I dared to be angry at the time, because he is the city management of our area, I was thinking that one day I would kill him, and then let me get my wish. I understand Company Commander Lu's mood now, he has been depressed for too long, he needs to vent, and something will happen sooner or later in his heart. ”

About a cup of tea, Lu Ziming walked out of the building with a bloody corpse knife, his expression was a little decadent, and his eyes were empty, as if he had collapsed.

"Dispose of the zombies, and then burn the building to me!"

Qin Feng just wanted to open his mouth to say something, but was pulled aside by Hu Wei and stopped him with his eyes.

"Company Commander Lu, let's smoke a cigarette, it's all in the past, and there's nothing you can't let go. ”

Lu Ziming threw away the corpse knife, took the cigarette and took a puff, letting the cigarette stay in his lungs for a long time before slowly spitting it out, his eyes were still the same blood red.

"I know, but I need to vent, it's hard to suppress the anger in my heart if I don't vent, people always have to be willful in their lives, always let reason control their feelings, and one day they will go crazy. ”

Wang Zhao got out of the car with a border collie in his arms, the border collie grew quickly, it was already more than a foot long, and when he saw Lu Ziming, he immediately buried his head in Wang Zhao's arm.

"You're scared of Xiao Hei again", Wang Zhao stroked the border collie in his arms, "Since you don't like it, why do you want to leave Xiao Hei behind?"

When Chang Yan left, he gave one of the border collie dogs to Lu Ziming, hoping that he would think of himself when he saw Xiao Hei, but Xiao Hei didn't dare to approach Lu Ziming at all.

"The violent aura in my body is too heavy, and the dog is human, and it is normal for it not to dare to approach. ”

"Actually, I also want to rush in and kill all the zombies inside, my mother suffered from uremia and spent all the family's money, so they took the opportunity to take our family's mountains and forests, and my father would have no money to treat my mother's illness, I hate them, I can't wait to eat their flesh and drink their blood, but this qiē has passed, killing them will only make their violent anger heavier, it's not worth it!"

"Nothing is not worth it, I have endured, been angry, hated, and cried before, they have usurped my parents' compensation, and they have kept it on their behalf, but when I need money, they always push back, as if the money is not mine, but their ......!" Lu Ziming couldn't help crying, this is the dissatisfaction of grief and hatred for many years, and it is also his hatred and resistance to reality.

I don't know how long it took, Lu Ziming's tears had already dried up, and he kept shaking and sobbing while holding the car, as if there was a ball of anger in his chest that had never dissipated.

Looking at the blazing township government building, the only thing I could feel was a kind of comfort, and the evil breath in my chest dissipated.

The thing "life" is ethereal, but it shows its power all the time! It affects everyone.

Some people will pretend to b and shout: My life is up to me, so I shout wonderfully, but I die miserably.

Lu Ziming escaped from the mountain village, bumped and bumped all the way, and when facing the zombies, he chose to flee and fight, and all things came one after another, and gradually understood a truth, this is "life".

There are two kinds of "life", one is the "mandate of heaven", it is already destined when it comes out of the mother's womb, that is, no matter how great the ability is, it cannot change the destiny of heaven if it can destroy the world, such as your parents, such as your date of birth, or your own gender, except for shemales and eunuchs, etc., it is so powerful that you feel powerless, and you can't afford to change your mind, it can't resist. It can't be restarted, and at the same time, it's so small, so small that it only exists for a moment, and it's so fast that it ...... disappear with the wind.

The other is "one's own life", or "one's own life", which is a person's real "life", which belongs to you from the time you were born, and never belongs to heaven, earth and gods.

It's like two doors that stand on your left and right, go to the left, so your life starts from the left, go to the right, so your life starts from the right, and the person who controls your destiny is not someone else, but yourself.

When a person is born, he or she has the power and money that others envy, but his or her life will also change, and he or she will be reduced to a beggar or put to death as a criminal. On the other hand, you may be a commoner, an ordinary ant that others will not notice, but you will also become a businessman on the rich side, or a high-ranking official in power, or a ...... to dominate the world.

The "natal life" has always been one's own.

Complaining is just shirking one's own responsibilities, finding oneself a means of comfort, or gaining sympathy, which is to passively accept fate, rather than actively fighting against fate.

Before the outbreak of the virus, I was just an ordinary and ordinary mountain man, studying diligently, fantasizing about one day being admitted to a prestigious university, and then finding a comfortable job, going to work honestly, saving every penny, and waiting until I saved enough money to buy a house, saddled a lifetime of debt, and left the mountain of poverty.

In order not to repeat the fate of his parents, and for his offspring not to be discriminated against, he will find a woman in the city who is not rich and not beautiful, as long as she knows how to live a life like herself, and finally the two will have a well-behaved son or a lovely daughter,...... This is the life that ordinary people like themselves should have, and it is also the most realistic portrayal of life.

Two months ago, the virus that fell from the sky destroyed a qiē's original dream, and there was a 180-degree turn, is this his "destiny"?

Facts have once again proved that those turtle bastards are forced out by "life", life is like this, technology is the same, they can use arrows, but they are not very strong, but they are forced out, guns can't be used, but after shooting hundreds of rounds a day, they can also use guns skillfully, although it can't be said that they can do no bullets, and it is not what it used to be.