"Will you give me a broad shoulder in the last days today?" Li Wanru stood aside, but the soft words of the past echoed in her mind over and over again. Tears filled his eyes, but he stubbornly didn't let the tears flow. As a result, Shemchel's figure became more and more blurred.

"Hiss ......" broke through the air, and Yang Xiaohai's powerful fists and feet attacked Xie Mushel. The latter remained silent and kept retreating.

"From this day onwards, the rest of your life will be handed over to you. In the future, no matter how the sky falls, I only want to live and die with you. In his mind, the smiling and gentle leaning on the lovely man in his arms and the disheveled figure in the corner of his eye gradually merged. Yang Xiaohai looks like crazy, with his fists and feet with the wind, and his moves are not far from the key point of the curtain call.

Just a few dozen seconds ago, there were no words or superfluous movements, Yang Xiaohai, who had lost his mind, jumped out of the protrusion of the dirt slope, ran a few steps, and hit Xie Muxier in front of the door. That punch contained emotions such as sadness, chagrin, remorse, and anger, and the wind pressure brought up made Lin Wanru's hair fly. There were a few green silks that couldn't help the angry fist wind, but they broke and flew in the night wind.

Xie Musheer only felt a flower in front of him, and his face was painful from the pressure of the fist wind. If this is hit, I'm afraid that I won't ascend to heaven immediately?

An elite is an elite, and at this life-and-death juncture, hard training and the intuition of crawling on the edge of life and death saved him. Yang Xiaohai's punch was almost grazing the tip of his nose, and he was about to release the terrifying force, but Xie Musheer subconsciously took a step back. It's just one step, but the result is very different.

How strong is Yang Xiaohai? I'm afraid he can't even tell. Not long ago, he had killed an adult strong man with a single hit. If Shemchel had been hit head-on with his fist, he would have been either dead or maimed. But as soon as he retreated, Lin Wanru stood out.

Even in the midst of anger, even though his physical strength had almost fallen to a low point, Yang Xiaohai still reversed the direction of his fist. A punch that should have hit the door in the face fell on the shoulder. There was a muffled "click", and Shemchel's left arm was dislocated.

Between the lightning and flint, Xie Muxier pulled it, and Lin Wanru immediately stumbled forward involuntarily. Xie Musheer quickly flashed behind Lin Wanru and burst back again. In the dodge, Xie Musher turned his head to look at it urgently, and by the faint starlight, he immediately said in surprise: "It's you!" ”

The answer to him was to bypass Lin Wanru and kick him in the lower abdomen. Now that he knew that the comer was a human and not a monster, Shemchel quickly regained his composure. The figure retreated again, and said coldly: "Good luck, you are still alive." But no matter how crazy it is, a lone hyena can't defeat a lion! ”

As soon as his right hand reached out, the sand eagle pointed at the enemy's forehead in an arc. However, Yang Xiaohai was already prepared, and kicked it like a flat-ended killing weapon with a flying kick.

"Dangchang", the pistol fell to the ground. In order to save his wrist, Xie Muschel, who took the initiative to abandon the gun, gasped, and he still underestimated the speed of Yang Xiaohai in anger. The opportunity has been lost, in order to avoid being taken advantage of by the enemy, we can only purse our lips tightly and retreat three times.

In just three strokes, he has exhausted his few physical strengths. However, the pain in his heart was like a blazing flame, scorching him to the point of madness. "Ahh Yang Xiaohai suddenly roared. Like a wounded beast, like a helpless abandoned dog. The hoarse and stirring shouts roared and stirred in the night when no one was around, startling countless birds.

Halfway through the roar, Yang Xiaohai immediately had stars in his eyes and almost fell down. When he was out of strength, he heard a soft and weak voice floating over: "Xiaohai, are you back?" It's good to be okay, I thought ......"

"You, shut up...... Mouth! Yang Xiaohai yelled at Lin Wanru. With a shudder, the latter immediately curled up and retreated.

"Shemuschel, relying on women to save your life, do you want face?" After Yang Xiaohai finished yelling at Lin Wanru, he raised his head and provoked Xie Muxier hoarsely.

Semusher grabbed his left arm with his right hand, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes and lifted it up. In just an instant, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. But the pain was worth it, and after a few shakes of the dislocated arm, most of his strength was restored.

Slowly bypassing Lin Wanru, Xie Muxier was not in a hurry: "You are a good seedling for martial arts." If I had seen you a few years earlier, I would have pulled you to meet the master and give you a good future. It's a pity that when the end comes, you can only be a cockroach, and you will be crushed to death by me. ”

Yang Xiaohai didn't know the difference, just raised his leg and kicked at Xie Musheer again. This time, Shemsher did not retreat. One turn and easy dodge. Yang Xiaohai waved his fist awkwardly, but he was avoided by the guarded Xie Muschel. However, the punches and kicks were not hit, but the latter became cooler the more he hit his heart. The soil bun in front of him, although the movement is slow, but the power is infinite. He can dodge, but if he is scratched by his fists and feet, it will be the result of either death or injury.

"Although you attack fiercely enough, you can't kill me with brute force alone!" Between the staggered figures, Shemushel used psychological attacks. "It's too late to get out now, for the sake of your woman's flattery, I can not kill you!"

"Ahh Yang Xiaohai's blood poured into his pupils, and his arms were wide open. With such a way of playing, it is simply a wide open door, and there are loopholes everywhere.

Facing Yang Xiaohai who rushed towards him, Xie Muschel's eyes were cold, and he didn't move. It wasn't until his fists reached his eyes that he squatted down with swiftness, rolled quickly against the ground, and instead went around Yang Xiaohai's back.

Stride, wave your arms, close! Xie Mushel's left arm wrapped around Yang Xiaohai's neck. Ten fingers clasped tightly, the right hand grabbed the left hand, and slammed into his arms with a snort. In just one moment, Yang Xiaohai's neck was strangled to death.

I couldn't breathe, my ears were buzzing, and even my chest was suffocating. Yang Xiaohai's empty left hand naturally grabbed towards his head, but he couldn't exert half of his strength. Scratching and thrashing in vain, all tricks were ignored by the energetic Shemchel. Yang Xiaohai fumbled wildly, trying to pick at Xie Mushel's blue eyes. As soon as the arm was raised, I felt a steep heaviness.

Shemuschel's legs were twisted, and they were both wrapped around his waist. The sudden increase in pressure caused Yang Xiaohai to sit on the ground. Time passed little by little, and the buzzing sound in Yang Xiaohai's ears became louder and louder.

I don't know how long later, Shemusher whispered in his ear: "The weak have no right to live in the last days. Even if you have something, it will eventually be snatched up. Be smart in the afterlife. Farewell, you shit-cum-fool. ”

Yang Xiaohai scratched in vain, but felt that the hateful voice was gradually drifting. Half-lying on the ground, Yang Xiaohai rolled his eyes weakly. Through the bright starlight, he saw Lin Wanru, who was standing not far away, staring at him without blinking.

There was no trace of sadness, only endless coldness in his expression, or even a trace of impatient excitement. "Hehe, what the hell am I in love with?" Yang Xiaohai wanted to laugh at himself and smile bitterly, but he only twitched the corners of his mouth because he couldn't breathe. Under Lin Wanru's silent gaze, Yang Xiaohai stopped breathing.

Not far from the "shelter" halfway up the mountain, down a small dirt slope, and dozens of meters away, there is a stinking garbage pit. At the foot of a hill 100 meters away from the garbage pit, there are three vague figures. The stars were shining, but the sky was obscured by a large dark cloud. Since the outbreak of the virus, it has been difficult to see clear skies during the day, but cloudless skies at night. In this way, even though the earth is dark, you can barely see.

Yang Xiaohai was weak and fell motionless in Xie Musher's arms. "Dead?" Lin Wanru asked extremely quietly.

"This kid is a little weird, I'm not sure." Xie Musheer was apprehensive about Yang Xiaohai's strange power.

"I'll try. Even if he lives, he won't be willing to kill me! Lin Wanru took out the paper cutter after herself, and Yang Xiaohai handed it to her by herself. stared at Yang Xiaohai's closed eyes and slashed fiercely......

Blood gurgled and in a few moments soaked the dirt under his ass. It was only at this moment that Lin Wanru said firmly: "This knife, pretend not to come、...... It's dead. Hearing this, Shemchel immediately let out a breath of strength and collapsed to the ground.

A few minutes later, Shemuschel suddenly said: "I can't see it, it's quite ruthless." Don't mess around, come and help me. ”

"My feet are so weak that I can't stand up." Lin Wanru sat in the dirt, choking on the bloody breath.

"If you don't want to die, just stay! There was a lot of movement just now, and maybe the 'infected' have already rushed here. With that, Xie Musheer got up, walked to Lin Wanru's side with a dense scratch on his forehead, and touched her with his toes: "Where's the card?" Give me! ”

"Don't think!" Lin Wanru gritted her teeth and got up, and ran towards the "shelter" without looking back. In a short time, the deep night was quiet again.

The next morning, the gates of the shelter slowly opened, and two men pushed a four-wheeled cart full of blue plastic buckets, talking and laughing down the slope. Stop by the garbage dump and dump the buckets of dirt clean.

"Muradili, buddy, don't think about it, that girl can't move for the time being! Who told you not to cook a good dish? One of the big men spoke.

"It's over, Maimaiti? Brothers' eyes are blue, and you still talk about cool things? Another big man picked up.

"It was the old man's decision to keep her for the time being...... Maimaiti replied casually. As the two spoke, the cart turned around the corner and finally stopped in front of a man's corpse.

The man's body was well-proportioned, about 170 in size; Covered in blood. The blood stain was so thick that it soaked a pair of thick torn pants into a mess.

The two seemed to come prepared, and they didn't discuss, one raised his head, the other dragged his feet, and threw the man's body into the empty car. Four grunts "rattle" and walked towards the garbage heap again.

As he walked, Muradili noticed his companion's mood swings: "Maimaiti, what are you looking at? ”

"This is the missing local. I talked to him, and I didn't think about it and I died here. Maimaiti replied with a little sadness. He gently tugged at the man's scattered bangs and tried to smooth them out. Either way, after all, the dead are the greatest.