The man crawled motionless on the ground, and the axe and dagger fell more than a meter in front of him. Wang Sheng was worried that the man would resist, and his legs pressed against the man's shoulders. With all his strength, he hit the back of the man's head. The man's physique is incomparable to ordinary people, and in the case of Wang Sheng's desperate destruction, the man suddenly supported his body with both hands: "Enough, are you finished?"

Wang Sheng secretly scolded in his heart: His uncle, is this person beaten with iron?

Wang Sheng knew that the difference in strength between him and this man was not one or two points, and if he continued to entangle, then he could only be beaten. Wang Sheng also knew that he would accept it when he saw it, and pulled off the man's backpack vigorously, while noticing that the man's shoulder did not have any wounds or scars. Now is not the time to think about this, Wang Sheng picked up the axe in front of him and ran away desperately.

The man slurped his teeth, covered his head, stood up slowly, and looked at Wang Sheng who disappeared in front of him: "You have the ability, don't run away......"

Wang Sheng just ran to the intersection and saw the bald head looking at him and smiling, the bald smile was very strange, Wang Sheng didn't think much about it, and he didn't want to cause more trouble, so he turned around and ran towards another road.

Don't underestimate any inconspicuous person around you, maybe he will be your biggest enemy in life in the future. And don't despise your enemy, who may soon become your comrade-in-arms. To respect one's opponent is to respect oneself. But Wang Sheng didn't think of this, he thought that his victory was based on his own luck and his own skills. With the loot behind him, his heart was already blooming, and he hummed a little song happily.

Wang Sheng chose a very remote hotel, couldn't wait to open the package, and poured it all on the ground, there were biscuits, beef, canned food, and even ham, Wang Sheng swallowed his saliva, for the first time in 20 years, he felt that food was so important, and the compressed food that was difficult to swallow suddenly became so delicious. The sound insulation of the small hotel is very bad, and the sound of fighting on the bed next door did not affect Wang Sheng's appetite at all, but he felt that the sound was like a beautiful movement.

Wang Sheng touched his stomach, he had forgotten all the worries and troubles, and after resting for more than ten minutes, he began to count his loot. Seven bags of beef jerky, eleven bags of biscuits, three cans, and a large plastic bottle with colorful capsules, I don't know what they are for. Thirteen lighters, and even a box of cigarettes. Wang Sheng saw the smoke, like a pervert seeing a beautiful woman, happy snot bubbles came out, and saliva almost didn't flow to the surface of his feet.

Wang Sheng kissed the cigarette box fiercely, "Little girl, I miss me." ”。

He hadn't smoked for a few days, which choked him enough, the cigarette case was white, the cigarette was white, there was no trademark, and the brand of cigarette could not be seen, but it didn't matter anymore. Wang Sheng counted, there are still ten and a half, that half is the rest of the smoke of others, it seems that the man is also a smoker, he is reluctant to smoke, smoke half, keep half. Wang Sheng lit one and took a deep breath: "It's better to have this thing." ”

Continue to organize the items, a fan, half a roll of toilet paper, a charger, three shoelaces, a plastic water bottle, a sock, and a pair of sunglasses with only one lens......

Wang Sheng was a little puzzled, except for the food and cigarettes, everything else was in tatters, and what puzzled him the most was, what were things like mobile phone chargers for? And those colorful capsules, what kind of medicine were these? Wang Sheng was reluctant to throw them away and put them in his backpack. Looking at the sunglasses with a lens on the ground and a sock that was worn by someone, I thought about it and put it in my backpack.

Wang Sheng was lying on the bed, holding the marching bag in his arms, he was smiling even dreaming, when he woke up, it was already noon the next day, he ate a few small biscuits, picked up his backpack and left the hotel, he now had enough food, he wanted to go back to the army, find the guide, he had too many questions in his heart.

Standing in the corridor of the hotel, Wang Sheng saw a bald head standing at the door. Wang Sheng frowned, and secretly shouted in his heart: It's not good, this person should be running for his backpack.

The bald head saw Wang Sheng stunned in the hotel, and without saying a word, he walked straight to Wang Sheng. Wang Sheng hurriedly held the axe in his hand, and waved his hand with a bald smile on his face: "Dude, don't do it, put down the axe, don't do it, I have no malicious intent!"

The bald head stopped about five meters away from Wang Sheng, but Wang Sheng did not relax his guard, holding the axe tightly, staring at the bald head intently: "What are you going to do?

The bald head touched his shiny head and smiled shamefully: "It's nothing, I'm just, I just want something to eat with you, I haven't eaten for almost three days." ”

Wang Sheng had a disdainful expression on his face: "You haven't eaten for a few days, and you have a fart relationship with me!"

The bald head seemed to have guessed that this would be the outcome: "I think we should sit down and talk?"

Oh, what are you going to talk to me about?" asked Wang Sheng curiously.

"I can trade things for you. The bald head pulled out a pistol from behind him, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Wang Sheng's head: "What do you think about talking about this?"

Wang Sheng pointed at his bald head with an axe, and said fiercely: "I'm afraid of you with a gun?"

"Did you misunderstand?" the bald head hurriedly explained: "I'm going to starve to death now, I want to exchange this for food with you, do you think it's okay?"

Wang Sheng frowned, in this world, a gun is definitely a good thing. Exchanging guns for food is equivalent to exchanging one's own life for the last dinner. In other words, any person with an IQ would not make such a move, Wang Sheng suspects that there must be something in this.

The bald head smiled flatteringly: "Dude, look, I have this good thing on me, and there is nothing else, or you can see what is good on me, you can take it, or give me to you......"

Wang Sheng felt a little helpless, if he said that he exchanged a gun for food because he had a problem with his bald IQ, but he actually regarded himself as a homosexual, could there be a problem with his eyes? Wang Sheng really didn't want to listen to him, and maybe unexpected words would pop out of his mouth after a while.

"Stop, stop, stop. I don't have that hobby yet, I'm just going to ask you one question, you give me the gun, what are you going to do?"

The bald head smiled excitedly: "This thing is the same for me." I might as well give it to you. ”

The pistol is always facing Wang Sheng, although Wang Sheng can't accept the way of handing the gun in this way, he carefully took the gun in the bald hand, and he can see at a glance that the model of the gun is a domestic 64 pistol, with an effective range of 50 meters and seven bullets. The disadvantage is that the stopping performance is weak, that is, the effect of the warhead on the enemy's ability to resist. The cessation depends on the time it takes to lose its combat effectiveness against a living target after a hit. The shorter the time, the greater the stopping effect. However, the stopping effect of the Type 64 pistol cartridge is not very obvious, and in the cases that Wang Sheng studied when he was in the army, there were cases where criminals were shot several times in a row and could still resist. However, in the world in which Wang Sheng lives, it is already quite a luxury to have such a gun. However, Wang Sheng found that there was a problem with the gun, and the gun magazine and the gun were one, or rather, the gun had no magazine at all. At the bottom of the magazine is a slot.

Wang Sheng was very angry in his heart, and directly smashed the gun on the bald head's chest: "Damn, take a broken toy to deceive Lao Tzu, this thing will be returned to you, Lao Tzu doesn't need it." ”

The bald head waved the gun suspiciously: "Dude, your brain is broken, this is a gun!"

Wang Sheng was very annoyed in his heart: "You used a fake gun to deceive Lao Tzu, are you three guns, or Lao Tzu is two hundred and five?, this broken thing can only be said to have the appearance of a gun, and it is a broken lighter!"

The bald head suddenly laughed, as if he understood something, and while playing with the gun in his hand, he looked at Wang Sheng with disdain: "Dude, it's not me who scolds you, you are really a two hundred and five, this is indeed a gun that can't really be real!"

Wang Sheng showed a wry smile, he had never seen such a bald person since he was a child, and it was okay to deceive people with a broken toy, and if he couldn't deceive, he really dared to scold himself for being two hundred and five, and he was not afraid that the axe in his hand would cut him on the head. Wang Sheng didn't have the heart to pay attention to him, pushed away his bald head and walked out the door.