"BAA Baa baa--"
The flock of sheep screamed one after another, and Tang Miao's scalp tingled when he heard it. He avoided the mad sheep attacking him, and retreated quickly. At the same time, he quickly stepped forward with a crossbow and raised his hand to shoot. But the mad sheep was very fast, jumped easily, avoided the arrow, and then rushed over quickly, bumping into Tang Miao, and its two long horns pointed at Tang Miao's abdomen.
Tang Miao's eyes sharpened, and he grabbed the knife hanging on his waist, and slashed at the horn of the sheep bitterly. But with a bang, the blade hit the horn without leaving even a trace. Tang Miao's pupils shrank in shock. The strength of the sheep is amazing, and it is still rushing forward. Seeing that the tip of the horn was about to stab Tang Miao, Tang Miao didn't have time to dodge it because of the inertia of using force before. Before he could speak, a familiar hand suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled him back. Tang Miao saw a white light flashing by under the sun, heading towards the mad sheep.
Tang Miao didn't stand still, fell down and sat on the ground, jumped up quickly, only had time to look at Tang Sihuang, turned around, and kicked an ordinary lamb that came close. The sheep didn't seem to be as high as Tang Miao's knees, but it was quite strong. It was kicked by Tang Miao with all its strength, but it didn't back down. With a "baa", it lowered its head and rushed towards Tang Miao. crazy.
"Fuck! Are these sheep crazy?" Someone cursed angrily.
"Be careful behind!" Someone shouted anxiously.
Tang Miao was secretly shocked. Could it be that this sheep is in the process of mutating? He even shot a few arrows but failed to hit them, so he had to withdraw his hand crossbow and use a knife instead. The lamb was very flexible, and kept hitting his calf, attacking from the front for a while, and hitting from the rear for a while. Tang Miao couldn't help it for a while.
The cry of "baa baa" became more urgent. Tang Miao looked up and saw another flock of sheep running from the other side of the mountain. The fruit army that was still in formation was immediately dispersed.
Tang Miao hid a few times, ran a few more steps, and when she looked back, she was dumbfounded! Apart from him, there was no other figure around. At this time, the sheep behind caught up again, and Tang Miao hurriedly continued to run forward, yelling: "Daddy!"
After waiting for a while, no one answered. Worried about attracting zombies, Tang Miao didn't yell anymore, feeling restless for a while, but there was a space between the two, so he wasn't very worried. Not far away, I saw a crooked-neck tree that was easy to climb. I lifted my legs up, stepped on the fork nimbly, and climbed up in twos and twos. There were a few very light "bang bang bang" sounds, and three of them were hit. Tang Miao fired six more shots, all of which were missed except for one.
Seeing that there was no danger around, he jumped down from the tree, dragged a few sheep together, and piled them into a pile.
Suddenly there was a rustling sound behind him, which was very clear in the quiet woods, and it was especially shocking.
Tang Miao's expression froze, she clenched her pistol tightly, and turned around suddenly. A group of strangers stood not far away and looked at him, with indifferent and malicious smiles on their faces.
Tang Miao's heart tightened, and she secretly thought that she was careless. Just now, she just wanted to drag the sheep together before looking for other people, but she didn't notice anyone approaching.
"Hehe, boss, look! What a 'fat sheep', and a gun!" The person who spoke was not the man standing in the front, but a man beside him with a shaved watermelon head and mischievous eyebrows. , staring at the gun in Tang Miao's hand, his eyes straightened.
"It is indeed a fat sheep. This kid has thin skin and tender flesh. He seems to be living a good life." This time it was a young man standing on the left side of the leading man who spoke, his breath flowing.
Tang Miao tensed up all over, staring at them expressionlessly, secretly calculating. His pistol has an eight-round magazine, and he fired nine shots in total. After changing the magazine just now, he used one bullet, which means there are seven left. Even if he can hit everyone, he can't It is possible to deal with eleven people piled up at the same time. It seems that it is not so easy to get out. Even so, he must not allow anyone to see his predicament.
The leader had a hostile expression on his face. He was wearing a purple-blue shirt with only the bottom two buttons buttoned up. His chest was wide open, revealing tight muscles and a patch of black chest hair. The man looked at Tang Miao, and curled the corner of his mouth in a cruel arc. He spoke with a local accent that was not very difficult to understand, which was beyond doubt.
"Throw the gun over here."
Tang Miao thought about it, smiled, the barrel of the gun drooped slightly, and said flatteringly: "Brother, the base has already researched it. Mutant animals can be eaten. Those sheep will be my road money. We don't violate the river water, how about it?" ?”
"This gun can only hold eight bullets, which doesn't seem to be enough." The man casually stretched out his hand as if he didn't hear what he said. "Watermelon Head: Immediately hand him a cigarette and light it.
Tang Miao's complexion did not change, and he hesitated in his heart. From the evil spirit on these people, it can be seen that these people are not easy to provoke, even if they are not from prison, they are gangsters, and they are the kind who kill people without blinking an eye. If it is three or five, he still has the confidence to deal with it, but the opponent is eleven people, the chance of winning is not great. Or he can pull out the silencer and shoot to attract Tang Sihuang, but it may also attract more accomplices of these people, which is too risky.
Thinking of this, he threw the gun on the ground, and then took the initiative to throw the backpack on his back.
"Can you let me go now?"
As soon as the man beckoned, the two people behind him immediately came over, twisted Tang Miao's arm behind him and clasped it. Another person picked up the gun on the ground and handed it to the man respectfully.
"What exactly do you want?" Tang Miao struggled hard, but did not break free, and said in a panic.
The man blew out a smoke ring: "Seeing that you don't have any injuries on your body, you should still have a companion. Now, of course, you are waiting for your companion to rescue you."
Tang Miao's expression tightened. This person is no ordinary character! He glared at him angrily, but didn't speak. When he threw something over, he knew that these people would not let him go easily. The reason why he is so active is just to reduce the pain of flesh and blood.
"Boss, this kid's good stuff is not good!" Xiguatou opened Tang Miao's backpack and rummaged through it. When he saw the beef pickles inside, his mouth was almost drooling.
Zhou Xiong played with the pistol, skillfully disassembled and reinstalled it in front of everyone, and looked at Tang Miao with a lot of meaning. Having lived most of his life and spent more than seven years in prison, what kind of person has he never met? This kid is definitely not an ordinary fat sheep. A child can actually own a pistol, and his skin is tender, so he must be loved by his family and friends. It is conceivable how big the interests behind him are.
Tang Miao's heart tightened, and she didn't dare to show herself too prominently. Instead, she pretended to show the fear that a seventeen-year-old child should have. A pair of Zhou Xiong's eyes immediately moved away in panic, and lowered her head.
"Bring this young master back, and don't wrong him."
Tang Miao was pushed down the slope by two people, almost fell several times, but dared not speak out, her wrists were tied behind her with a rope, and it hurt.
Surrounded by mountains, with luxuriant grass and pleasant scenery, Tang Miao felt desolate in his heart. After turning over a small hill, he finally saw the village, which was not very big from a distance, with at most forty or fifty families. Tang Miao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When preparing the map, he carefully prepared the map of each city. As long as he has a chance to be alone later, he can take out the map from the space and find out what it is. It would be easy to escape, at least not wandering around like a headless chicken.
Suddenly stepped on something like a stick under his feet, Tang Miao looked down casually, his body froze, and his face turned pale.
What was under his feet was a bone. About one meter away from his feet, there was a pothole covered by withered grass. A pile of white bones could be vaguely seen inside, including several skeletons. head! Even if Tang Miao didn't understand this knowledge, he could tell that those human bones weren't too old.
"What are you doing in a daze? Let's go!" The two men who were holding him didn't notice his strangeness, and pushed him on the back with a smile.
Tang Miao looked shocked and frightened, her feet were weak. The two men clicked their tongues impatiently, one left and one right supported his arms and walked forward.
When they arrived at the village, some people came out to welcome Zhou Xiong when they heard the movement, and they were in awe of Zhou Xiong.
Tang Miao's heart sank. There were five people who came out, including Zhou Xiong and his group, there were sixteen people. I checked with my mental strength, and there are more than a dozen people in the dark. If they are prompted to come, they may not necessarily be the opponents of these people.
Zhou Xiong didn't speak, but waved his hand. The two people holding Tang Miao threw Tang Miao into a small room and closed the door. Hearing the sound of locking the door and the sound of leaving footsteps, Tang Miao breathed a sigh of relief and looked around, looking for something that could be used.
This is a small warehouse with a pile of firewood, a pile of dry grass, and a few briquettes, but nothing else.
Tang Miao's heart was a little restless, and he thought of the pile of bones again. Those bones look very clean, there is hardly a trace of flesh, what made it? Could it be that there are more powerful mutated animals other than mutated sheep in this mountain
Suddenly bursts of high-pitched laughter came from outside, but Tang Miao's heart sank even further.
He wanted to escape by himself, but with Charles at the same time, he would definitely be able to find here easily. He was worried that he would run away on the front foot, so Tang Sihuang came to him on the back foot. Those people didn't seem to have any intention of hurting him. After thinking twice, Tang Miao decided to stay temporarily, and when Tang Sihuang really found him, maybe they could cooperate internally and externally.
After making up his mind, he quietly sat down in the corner, took out a bottle of water from the space, unscrewed the lid behind his back with difficulty, put it on the ground, then turned around in the posture of sitting on the ground, bent down , biting the mouth of the bottle with his mouth, took a few sips carefully, without letting the water leak out. Afterwards, he screwed the bottle cap back on and put the water into the space.