In the dead of night, all the lights in the camp were extinguished, and everyone fell asleep, snoring one after another.

In the entire camp, only behind Dapeng's tent, there is a diesel generator, and the right to use it belongs to him. In order to save energy, only an incandescent lamp was left for sentry.

On the sentry, a man with a tiger head tattoo on his shoulder and an airplane hairstyle raised his hand to yawn from time to time, sleepy and a few tears squeezed out of the corners of his eyes.

Raising his arm, he looked at the Rolex watch on his wrist, it was already past the time for the handover, but the other party was still delayed.

"Nima, why don't you come yet?"

Scratching his hair impatiently, the tattooed man looked at the zombies below, and there was nothing unusual, so he put down the crossbow bolt on his back and rested against the wall for a while.

The other party overtimed, even if he came and saw him sleeping, forgive him and didn't dare to say anything.

After squinting for a while, a man wearing a black hooded sweatshirt and white sweatpants trotted all the way over.

As he walked, he went to tie the trouser belt on his waist, and in a hurry, he put on the wrong socks and put the woman's socks on his feet. After finding out, he hurriedly put down his folded trouser leg to cover it.

approached the tattooed man and whispered in his ear, "Brother Wen, I'm sorry." I'm late and oversleeping. ”

The tattooed man opened his eyes, raised his hand, and slapped him on the head, "You were pulled for me!" What, the tent was repaired? I still know how to come. ”

After being dismantled, the man in the sweatshirt smiled, didn't explain again, and stepped forward to rub the tattooed man's shoulders and back.

"Is it sister-in-law again? You kid has such a strong taste, you dare to ask for that fat pig! And the other party is about the same age as your mother, no, older than your mother. ”

The tattooed man was speechless. In order to block him and prevent him from continuing, the man in the sweatshirt put his hand into his trouser pocket, mysteriously took out his things and hid them behind him.

Looking from behind, he was holding a shiny golden object in his hand, two fingers wide and half the length of disposable chopsticks.

"Brother Wen, look at what is happening at this time!"

As he spoke, he showed a small gold bar and quickly shook it in front of the tattooed man's eyes, and the tattooed man reached out to grab it, but he quickly put it away.

"Where did you get that?"

The tattooed man suddenly became interested, and he felt sleepy all of a sudden, as if he could smell the smell of gold from a meter away.

The man in the sweatshirt grabbed his hand, slapped the gold bar on his palm, and then snapped his fingers for him to hold.

The tattooed man looked around, saw that it was quiet and there was no one, and hurriedly took today into his arms, "Brother, you are still interesting enough!" ”

Originally, he planned to teach the man in the sweatshirt a lesson, but he dared to let him wait for him for half an hour, but now that he received this gift, let alone half an hour, it was worth keeping a good night for him.

In their opinion, the end of the world will end sooner or later, and they used the name of going out to search and rescue, and wantonly made a lot of money, and stole a lot of diamond rings and precious jewelry from nearby shops.

The two found a secret base where they stored their belongings, and said that they would wait until the end of the world and divide the property equally.

"There is an old building behind the school, and in the basement of one room, there is a safe full of gold bars!"

Speaking of this, the man in the sweatshirt pointed in a direction to show him, and then told him his idea of going again.

Looking at the building in the distance, under a billboard surrounded by colorful lights, there were at least twenty zombies gathered around, and he alone would definitely not be able to take those gold bars.

"Without further ado, if the other survivors find out, it'll be theirs. You go and call the rat and David over and ask them if they will participate. ”

"Okay."

The man in the sweatshirt then walked to the tent, woke up the two sleeping people separately, raised his hand and made a silent gesture, and whispered to them if they would like to go together.

Dawei is a man who loves money, and when he sees money, he immediately replied that he wanted to go. The rat hesitated, thought about it again and again, and finally refused the invitation, but promised to help them keep a sentry and let them go and return quickly.

The man in the sweatshirt patted him on the shoulder, "Interesting! Don't worry, rat, we will give you a copy when we come back. ”

After saying that, they got out of the tent, and the three of them simply packed up, took two flashlights, and their respective weapons, and set off lightly.

The mouse was leaning against the wall, his mind still looking back on what had happened in the morning, and he was getting more and more guilty about betraying Brother Dong now.

While he was distracted, he didn't notice that a zombie dressed in black was watching him downstairs.

In the hands of the zombie, he led a cloth bag, which contained some living creatures and kept moving.

The zombie put its hand into the sack, and the animal inside smelled blood, chirped excitedly, and began to gnaw.

When he took out his hand again, the skin and flesh on the three fingers had been gnawed clean and turned into white bones. He then untied the rope on the bag and aligned it with the drain.

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The animal inside screamed, crawled down the drain to the roof, and watched the sack empty and collapse completely, and he smiled, and then turned away.

"Don't move! Alas, tickle tickle ......"

Inside a tent, a short-haired man who was sleeping soundly suddenly felt an itch on his back. Thinking it was a friend playing a prank, I busied him to stop, but the thing was still moving.

Turning around, he saw his friend sleeping soundly with his mouth open, and it didn't seem that he had done it. So he put his hand into his clothes and touched what was on his back?

This touch made him grab something like a tail, and he immediately retracted his hand in fright, and quickly took off the short sleeves on his body.

I saw a fat mouse with dark body and red eyes, shaken down by him and fell on the sheets, so frightened that he immediately jumped on his friend and hid behind him shivering.

He is not afraid of anything in his life, but he only has a shadow of mice. Because the movement was too loud, my friend was also woken up at this time, turned his head and asked angrily, "I said, what kind of nerves do you have at night?" ”

The man didn't answer, he pointed to the big mouse on the futon next to him, and his friend was also trembling, he had never seen such a big mouse, and he was startled.

This size is almost catching up with a kitten!

"Get up, let go."

The friend sat up and found that he had been holding his neck and his waist between his legs, thanks to his wife's absence, otherwise she would have misunderstood that she was a pervert.

"Are you a? A rat scares you like this! ”

The friend grabbed the rat's tail with one hand and turned to show it off to him, proving that he was bold. But in the next second, the mouse that was caught suddenly shook its body, and the fur on its body instantly turned red.

A burst of flame suddenly died, enveloping the mouse's whole body, and the man grabbed the mouse's arm, and was instantly engulfed in flames.

"Ahh

Soon the arm was burned to ashes, and looking at the empty shoulder, the two men let out a scream at the same time.

The sound woke up the people in the camp, and more fire rats scurried around, igniting all the tents in the camp, and suddenly fell into a sea of fire.

Hearing the noise outside, Chu Fei and the others also woke up from their sleep, opened the tent, and drilled their heads out to check the situation.