Wang Ye stood inside the house and looked in the direction of the motorcycle team.

Although he couldn't see anything through the wall, he seemed to see the motorcycle team, smiling at the survivors after killing the living corpses.

After a full ten seconds, he exhaled, closed his eyes and said to himself:

"I'm not a savior, and I'm not an enforcer. I'm just a normal guy who draws a knife against his own kind. ”

"The last days have their own order, my neighbor will store grain, I will store guns, and my neighbor will be my granary. Someone said this, and naturally someone did it. ”

"Although, the gun will go off and blow up. But alas, that person is not me. ”

Wang Ye opened his eyes and gave up the dangerous idea of running to kill the group of antisocial elements of the motorcycle team.

For one, this is self-explanatory; Second, it will delay the time to go home.

He won't take the initiative to cause trouble unless trouble comes to his door.

The sky is big, and the home is the biggest.

But now, picking up equipment can be the maximum.

Among the three people, the first man was holding a mace, the man in black was holding a boning knife inserted in a PVC pipe, and the last person was holding a pig-killing knife inserted in a PVC pipe.

The PVC pipe is filled with sand, and then the weapon is plugged in and firmly fastened, although it is a homemade weapon, but it actually feels quite good.

It's just that Wang Ye doesn't know how to use a long-handled weapon, and he can use it to fight a living corpse who doesn't know how to dodge, and it's a bit of a hand to beat a living person.

But in any case, they are good weapons, and they can make the clothes fork obsolete.

Although the clothes fork is made of stainless steel, it is hollow inside, and it has been bent by the bloody living corpse. Although Wang Ye straightened it later, it was not the same after all. And its feel is not as good as the slightly elastic PVC pipe.

Inserted the fruit knife back into the scabbard of his right leg, put the mace into the side pocket of the bag on the left, and then went to the kitchen to get a longer and narrower meat chopper.

In fact, he still has two kitchen knives in the secondary pocket of his schoolbag, but before he rode a bicycle, it was very inconvenient to hold a kitchen knife, so he could only keep throwing it in his schoolbag.

And it's okay to cut vegetables with a kitchen knife, but it's very awkward to cut people, and it's easy to catch it and fly out, so it's not as practical as a fruit knife.

Thinking of this, he simply took the two kitchen knives out of his schoolbag and threw them away, wrapped the meat chopping knife in a facecloth and threw them into the secondary bag of his schoolbag.

Then he found the fruit knife from the debris on the ground that had been hurriedly thrown by the man in black - not a fruit knife with a scabbard, but a folded one.

Putting the folding fruit knife into his trouser pocket, Wang Ye continued to pull the equipment of the three of them.

He didn't ask for the armor on his legs, and he disliked it, which affected his flexibility. But the improvised armor that rolled up the textbook and put it on his arm, he unceremoniously took it and put it on and wrapped it in his coat.

As for the helmet, he chose the helmet of the person he killed by surprise - the fastest and cleanest, without vomiting blood and spurting blood, and he could continue to use it after wiping it.

Then take away the cash and snacks they were carrying, and these people will be useless.

No, there is one last role.

Wang Ye moved the bodies of the three people to the front of the Buddha hall and placed them in a kneeling and kowtowing posture.

"Although you were not decent people in life, you can still be decent after death."

After washing his hands again and changing into new gloves, Wang Ye picked up his schoolbag, picked up two long-handled weapons, opened the door and walked out with a swagger.

In the distance, only a dozen or so members of the motorcycle team remained near the motorcycle, while the rest scattered to kill the survivors.

And Wang Ye's side, maybe because there were already three people coming, and no one else was going this way, and the people who stayed behind didn't particularly care about this side.

Seeing this, Wang Ye even subconsciously had the dangerous idea of rushing over to kill the dozen or so people left behind.

It's dangerous, it's really dangerous, it's definitely the corpse Gu that is affecting me!

Wang Ye shook his head, no longer thinking about those miscellaneous thoughts, climbed out of the courtyard wall, and smoothly came to the two motorcycles at the gate of the courtyard.

The keys on the two motorcycles have not been pulled out yet, so it can only be said that the three people are really arrogant, and they are not afraid of being robbed of the motorcycle and running.

Wang Ye picked a bigger motorcycle and started to start.

When the roar of the motorcycle sounded, the rest of the motorcycle team took a look and realized that something was wrong.

But it was already late, Wang Ye rode a motorcycle, and in the blink of an eye, he threw off the others. Even if they want to chase, they are doomed to not be able to catch up.

Wang Ye drove to the railway, and then drove along the tracks to Jiazhou.

Behind him, there was no new roar.

"Didn't you catch up?"

In the muttering, Wang Ye sighed, and then adjusted the gear from third to fourth gear - if it wasn't for the road being too difficult, he would definitely move to sixth gear.

However, because he was bored, Wang Ye couldn't help but start to review the previous battle.

Those three people are too arrogant.

Even if you don't mention the fact that you haven't pulled out the key to the motorcycle, the performance after entering the house is really poor.

Obviously he came to kill him, but he asked casually, and the man couldn't help but answer - it can only be said that he is pretending to be a haunter, wanting to appear in front of others, or wanting to see others begging for mercy in horror.

But the lion fought the rabbit with all his strength, obviously to kill, but after entering the house, he was still walking slowly to the stairs like a leisurely stroll, and was directly caught off guard by a surprise attack from him.

Wang Ye almost didn't take much effort to solve the two. The last remaining man in black lost the opportunity and lost his weapon, and he would die sooner or later.

If those three people were like bloody corpses, they would kill at full speed as soon as they met, and attack quickly throughout the whole process, then Wang Ye would not be able to fight back.

At most, they will find a way to get in the way of the three of them on the second floor, and then take the opportunity to jump to the first floor and take the motorcycle.

As a result, Wang Ye didn't expect these three people to be so vegetable, they were obviously three bald prisoners who were vicious, but they were not much stronger than ordinary living corpses, they could almost be said to be two knives and one

Maybe it's because these bald prisoners aren't murderers?

Wang Ye couldn't help but think.

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"It's definitely a murderer."

In the room where Wang Ye killed the three of them, a bald man wearing glasses pushed his glasses, and then emphasized in a categorical tone.

"There are three people, each of whom has only two wounds on their bodies, so let's not talk about it. The key is that you look at the scene, the makeup table on the second floor appeared on the first floor, which played a role in disrupting the formation and dividing the battlefield, indicating that it had already had a belly case; There is the body of an old woman in the Buddhist hall, which means that the person is not the original owner of this house; In the end, the man placed the bodies of Heiwa and several of them in front of the Buddha hall, and bowed down to the Buddha statue to repent, which was full of ritual. ”

He paused for a moment, waited for the rest of the people to show thoughtful expressions, and continued: "This guy is definitely a murderer, and it is likely to be the kind of killer who strayed into the killer world, with a complex heart, but ruthless methods. ”

"It's not that I don't care about righteousness and don't let you chase after me. But one is that it can't catch up and delay the looting of materials. Second, even if you catch up, how many people do you think will have to die before you can hope to replace the killer? ”

"Of course, you must also learn the lesson of this time. In the future, remember to pull out the motorcycle key when you get out of the car, and don't be careless when you meet survivors, you may run into some hard stubble. In the end, the dispersed action was changed from a group of three to a group of five, do you remember? ”

The bald man with glasses glanced at the rest.

Suddenly, all kinds of echoes sounded.

"Remembered the boss."

"No problem, listen to Wang Xian's boss."

"It's a group of five, OK."

The bald guy named Wang Xian was expressionless, and pushed his glasses with his right hand.

Hidden by the lenses, no one noticed the cold light flashing in his eyes.

He said secretly in his heart: "The rabble. ”

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