The four of them looked down—
The big guy and the little guy were back to back, fighting with all their might, wielding their swords and spears.
There are dense crowds of zombies around, and there are more and more trends.
Seeing the four people, they shouted even more hastily.
"Help! Help us!"
The doctor was about to throw the rope down, but was stopped by Lu Zhaoyang.
He looked at the doctor and said slowly, "These two people cannot be saved."
"Why?" The doctor was stunned.
"Because in this round of checkpoints, someone must die—" Lu Zhaoyang answered the doctor's question, and glanced at Jiang Yan and Hei Glasses out of the corner of his eye, "If it's not their death, it may be our death. Therefore, it cannot be saved."
Jiang Yan sighed and agreed with Lu Zhaoyang.
"Doctor, I know that you are kind-hearted and don't want to see death. But this is not a hospital for saving lives and healing the wounded. You have no obligation to lend a helping hand to them."
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"Besides, these two people don't look like good people. Who knows if they will cause trouble for themselves with good intentions? Let's not meddle in our own business. Whether they can survive or not depends on their own lives. "
"But—" the doctor bit his lips tightly, his face full of struggle.
"Help! Is there anyone here to save us? Xiaoyue, my poor three-year-old daughter! I'm afraid Dad won't be able to go back alive to see you again!"
There was another shrill cry for help from below.
The doctor's face changed, and he wanted to go past Lu Zhaoyang to save someone.
However, Lu Zhaoyang was tall and muscular, and the doctor was no match for him at all.
While struggling, he looked at the black glasses begging for help.
"Help!"
The black glasses turned pale, looked at the doctor, then at Lu Zhaoyang.
In the end, he turned his head away and chose to remain silent.
"My daughter, Dad wants to see you again!" A desperate cry came from below again.
The doctor stomped his feet anxiously, and suddenly bit Lu Zhaoyang's arm hard.
Lu Zhaoyang let go of his hand in pain, and he bent down and slipped under his arm.
"stop!"
Seeing this, Jiang Yan was in a hurry and wanted to stop it, but the doctor had already thrown the rope down.
"Even so, we can't do nothing! Did you hear just now that he has a three-year-old daughter!" the doctor roared with tears in his eyes, "I also have a daughter! How can I bear to see a daughter die again?" Can't see your father?"
"If you are not grasshoppers tied to a rope, do you think I am willing to stop you? You are not responsible for your own life, why do you want to implicate me and Jiang Yan?"
Lu Zhaoyang didn't move.
Expressionlessly raised the ax in his hand, trying to cut the rope.
But it was a step too late—
The big and small men climbed up panting, gloomyly scanning the crowd.
Their clothes were already in tatters, their faces were bruised and purple, and they were all in a mess.
Jiang Yan's face turned blue: "Damn, it's still coming up!"
Lu Zhaoyang took a step forward calmly, protecting Jiang Yan behind him, and stared at the two in front of him vigilantly.
"Oh my God! Look at his arm!" The black glasses suddenly yelled.
The trembling right hand pointed straight at the bleeding arm of the big man.
There was a clearly visible bite mark, the size and depth of which seemed to be made by a zombie.
The black toxin was spreading from the wound with the blood, and in the blink of an eye, half of the arm had already turned black.