On a midsummer night, a torrential rain poured down, and the continuous rain washed the ground, taking away the dirty traces on the ground.
In a dilapidated building, Tie Zhi and Zhang Wenxi, who managed to escape, huddled in an office. Some of the zombie army from the prison went to other places after losing their prey, and some swayed around, so the two could only temporarily hide here and dare not move.
"Brother Tie, Brother Jie is dead." In the darkness, Zhang Wenxi said with a trembling voice, approaching Tie Zhi.
"Come closer, I don't mind breaking you now." As he approached, the icy muzzle pressed against his forehead, Zhang Wenxi's body froze, with a frightened cry, "Tie, Brother Tie, you, you What is this for?"
Tie Zhi sneered, his voice icy cold: "Do you think that my powers are exhausted, so you can grab my powers and kill me while I'm weak? The wishful thinking is a good one."
"I, I didn't." Zhang Wenxi retorted in a trembling voice, and in the darkness, no one could clearly see who's face.
Tie Zhi: "Don't think I don't know how Liu Neng died."
This time, when the high-level zombies were encircled and suppressed, there were only three Feilong left when they escaped, and even the leader Feng Leijie died. Liu Neng was one of the three survivors. In order to avoid the army of zombies, they finally chose to enter this building.
Before entering, Zhang Wenxi, who was running at the end, was about to be caught by the zombies, but for some reason, Liu Neng, who was running in front, had a soft leg, and then became the dinner for the zombie army, buying time for the other two.
Zhang Wenxi escaped, and Tie Zhi hid in an unmanned office.
"The reason why I don't kill you now is that your special abilities are still useful. You'd better be honest." Tie Zhi's voice was colder than before.
After a while, Zhang Wenxi said timidly, "Brother Tie, you really misunderstood me. I've always been on your side... Don't worry, I won't come near you."
"Besides, I know how much I have. Without you, how could I have left here alive." He said sincerely, ignoring Liu Neng's death.
Tie Zhi was silent, as if to measure his meaning.
Zhang Wenxi made persistent efforts, and his voice became light and flattering: "Although we came out this time with heavy losses and nothing, it is a good thing for Brother Tie. Brother Jie is dead, and Feilong is logically yours. ."
Tie Zhi let out a sneer from his nose, and retracted the gun that was on Zhang Wenxi's forehead.
Zhang Wenxi breathed a sigh of relief and wiped away the cold sweat.
Most of what he said was the truth, and now it was just him and Tiezhi. Tie Zhi is C-rank, and he has to rely on Tie Zhi to leave here and return to the base camp. He is not an idiot. If he kills Tie Zhi, he will cut his own life.
"Brother Tie, we really have to thank that fourth-level zombie and the master of sneak attack." He emphasized the word "we", "If it weren't for them, Brother Jie would have died so easily. Look at what he showed today. If you follow the original plan, even if he and Luo Yesheng killed the fourth-level zombie together, and the combat power is damaged, I can do it against him with my ability, I am afraid that it may not be successful, and your plan will not be implemented."
Hearing this, Tie Zhi was noncommittal.
He had wanted to kill Feng Leijie for a long time to replace Feng Leijie, so he had planned for a long time in secret. Feng Leijie was very powerful, and if he wanted to kill him, he could only resort to external forces.
The opportunity is this time to encircle and suppress high-level zombies.
He proposed to Feng Leijie outstanding, let Feng Leijie and Luo Yesheng work together to kill the fourth-level zombies, and then took advantage of Luo Yesheng's weakness, Zhang Wenxi used special abilities to capture Luo Yesheng's abilities, so that Luo Yesheng could be easily killed, and Feng Leijie swallowed the spar alone.
But in fact, this plan was aimed at Feng Leijie. Tie Zhi bribed Zhang Wenxi to kill the fourth-level zombies in Feng Leijie, and attacked Feng Leijie when he was not prepared.
Feng Leijie had no powers, so he could only be slaughtered by others.
As for Luo Yesheng, it is enough to trade according to the conditions that were first negotiated with Feng Leijie. From the beginning to the end, Tie Zhi had only one purpose, to kill Feng Leijie, the spar was not that important to him.
Unexpectedly, the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, and he didn't need to take action. Feng Leijie died directly, and Luo Yesheng escaped with serious injuries. He also tried his best to escape from the zombie group.
Seeing that Tiezhi didn't speak, Zhang Wenxi thought for a while, and then said: "But there is still a Zhou Yubai in the hotel. Will he doubt Brother Jie's death and hinder you...?"
It is said that Zhou Yubai, like Tie Zhi, is Feng Leijie's confidant, and he is very trusted by Feng Leijie, but Zhou Yubai is not strong, and he stays at the base camp almost all the time and will not go out.
During the time when Zhang Wenxi joined Feilong, he only heard of his name and never met him.
Although Tie Zhi put the gun back, he kept holding it in his hand, keeping his attention on Zhang Wenxi.
People like Zhang Wenxi seem cowardly and incompetent, but in fact they have a vicious mind. Like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, if he doesn't care, he will jump out and take a fatal bite.
Naturally, Tie Zhi would not give him that chance, and said without emotion, "You don't need to worry about it."
Zhang Wenxi closed the conversation embarrassingly, the rain was dense outside, and at this moment, a strange sound suddenly sounded outside the office, clattering, as if something was dragging and walking.
A flash of lightning flashed across the dark night, and the bright light was fleeting, enough to allow the two power users in the room to see the picture they had just glimpsed in an instant.
The glass wall of the office where they were located. When the two hid in, they confirmed that there were no zombies in the room, closed the door of the office, and leaned against the corner.
When the lightning disappeared, both of them saw a hideous tail suddenly appearing in the corridor outside through the glass wall.
"Brother Tie..." Zhang Wenxi's scalp was numb, and his teeth trembled, "Yes, it's a corpse beast..."
There's a corpse in the corridor outside!
Tie Zhi scolded in a tone of voice: "Shut up!"
I don't know what animal the corpse beast outside was mutated from, and the abnormal noise it made when walking was like a smack. It split the nerves of the two.
They didn't dare to take a breath, and they held their breaths to enjoy the inhuman torture. At this moment, in the Jinxin Community, a few streets away, the room on the third floor ushered in a soothing bustle.
The living room is bright and warm.
――As he pressed the orange side of the magic ball, the warm orange light illuminated the room.
She ate a bowl of the big pot of instant noodles that she was cooking, so that her belly was round and round, and the rest went into the stomachs of two zombies.
There are elderly zombies around, and the third-level zombies are not only howl from time to time, of course, they will be punched by the elderly zombies, and then become honest.
Especially when eating, the elderly zombies will use bowls and chopsticks. Although they are a bit clumsy, after correcting a few actions on the side, the elderly zombies have quickly grasped the skills of holding the noodles with chopsticks, so as not to spill the soup on the body.
However, the third-level zombies are not a little bit worse on this.
His hands were so stiff that he couldn't hold chopsticks, and he was so anxious that he wanted to pull Uncle Zhu Yuan's fingers to teach him how to use chopsticks, but was stopped by the old zombies.
Grandpa doesn't allow himself to get close to Uncle Zhu Yuan, and he doesn't allow himself to get close either.
While puffing up his cheeks, he had to give up, and finally gave up, letting Uncle Zhu Yuan hold the bowl and pour it directly into his mouth.
——The third-level zombie wanted to grab it with his hands, and said helplessly, "Uncle Zhu Yuan, you will stain your clothes like this", and then he was beaten by the old zombie.
I had to give up the option of grabbing with my hands and pour it directly into my mouth. The old zombie was satisfied and continued to use chopsticks to sandwich the noodles unskilledly.
Until one person and two corpses were eaten, she neatly cleaned up the tableware and chopsticks. She didn't care what Grandpa and Uncle Zhu Yuan were doing, she labored to lift the pot and put it on the stove, then stepped on the small stool and put the pot in the sink. Start cleaning dishes.
Just wait until you grow up and become stronger.
When she thought that her grandfather and Uncle Zhu Yuan could accompany her in the future, the little girl was very happy, and her heart was full of joy.
The old zombie stood at the door of the kitchen, staring at her small back, his gray eyes rolled a few times, and then he suddenly walked around frantically, wanting to go into the kitchen, but he didn't dare.
The movements he showed have been restraining himself, not letting himself get too close to the side.
As if getting too close would be a dire danger to that little thing.
It was a third-level zombie. After eating instant noodles, the burning hunger that was engraved in his soul faded a lot, so he focused on the floor mat in the living room, which was filled with Lego toys.
This thing seemed to arouse his interest, and the third-level zombie staggered over and sat down. He stretched out his pale hand with dark lines and pushed it gently, and the Lego toy was instantly overturned, and the building blocks turned over.
Seeing this, the corners of his mouth slowly opened, and he made a "hoho" sound - um... Let's call it a laugh.
The third-level zombie who found the toy scratched the blocks and began to put it together seriously.
The old zombie at the kitchen door glanced back, turned his head back, and continued to stare at the small figure in the kitchen.
When washing dishes, he would put the bear next to the stove, talk to the bear while washing, and then decorate the two corners.
"Grey, will Grandpa and Uncle Zhu Yuan talk again in the future?"
"Definitely." She, who played the role of Gray, lowered her voice.
Bianbian: "But grandpa said that monsters are no longer human."
Xiao Xiongbian: "But grandpa didn't bite you, and went home with you. Uncle Zhu Yuan is not allowed to bite you. He is protecting you."
"Yes, maybe Grandpa and Uncle Zhu Yuan will become human again in the future." Her voice was filled with excitement, "But how can we help Grandpa and Uncle Zhu Yuan become human again?"
The little bear version said: "When the uncle comes next time, you can ask him, he is so powerful, he must know."
"What if uncle doesn't know either."
When the little girl said this, looking at the dirty little bear, she sighed like a little adult.
After washing the dishes for the first time, she began to wash the dishes for the second time, and finally tried to drag the pot up while washing. At this time, she desperately hoped that she could grow up quickly, so that she could easily do these things It's a matter.
Unexpectedly, the foot of the stool stepped on the side, and the stool was pried up at one corner, and her body lost her center of gravity. The pot fell back to the sink heavily, and she fell to the ground herself.
This is not the first time Bianbian has fallen. She covers her face with experience - she can't fall on her face, it hurts the most.
The old zombie at the door instantly let out a shrill roar, even though he didn't know why, he instinctively rushed into the kitchen, trying to stop the side fall.
But when he saw his outstretched palm, he stopped - his fingernails were abnormally blue-gray, and the tips were sharp, like a cold blade.
It seems that a consciousness is telling him that he must not touch her, it will easily scratch her.
This consciousness tore at his instinct to stop her from falling, forming a kind of pull that made him want to roar madly.
With a bang, he fell to the ground, but the momentum of the collision between his body and the ground disappeared.
No pain at all!
Covering his face, he stood up in surprise, ignoring the dust on his skirt, he quickly raised his face towards the elderly zombie who wanted to rush over but stopped, causing his body to sway greatly: "Grandpa, I'm fine, I didn't fall in pain."
The old zombie stopped roaring, his tall and thin body was hunched, his gray-white eyes trembled slightly, and he stared at Xiaobian.
She trotted over and wanted to hold Grandpa's hand, but she felt that Grandpa was frightened by her fall.
In the past, every time I fell and got hurt, my grandfather would hug her and huh for her, and it wouldn't hurt anymore.
Without waiting for her to approach, the old zombie slammed back in fright, exiting the kitchen directly, his body trembled, he hurriedly put his hands behind his back, and roared anxiously.
No, not close.
He roared again, his teeth itching.
Bianbian, who was rejected by his grandfather again, dropped his long eyelashes in disappointment.
Fortunately, the loss is only a few seconds, and the side is quickly adjusted.
This episode made her forget the strange thing that she didn't fall in pain just now. Seeing that Uncle Zhu Yuan was playing with her Lego, the little girl hurried over—
The old zombie also hurriedly followed, his eyes kept scanning on the side, as if to check if she was injured, and it seemed that he simply didn't know what to do.
He walked around the sofa and was about to stand beside the third-level zombies. When he lifted his foot and was about to step on the floor mat, he looked at the clean floor mat and his dirty shoes.
Although the clothes of the two zombies have been changed, the shoes have not been changed.
――I forgot to look for my shoes.
After hesitating, the old zombie silently retracted his feet.
"Uncle Zhu Yuan, you didn't take off your shoes!" Seeing the third-level zombie wearing shoes stepping on the floor mat, the little girl's face collapsed, and the white and tender bun's face was wrinkled, looking at the pile of Lego with a headache. The four dissimilar Uncle Zhu Yuan.
If the floor mat is dirty, how can she wash it
The third-level zombie who heard the sound grabbed a building block, raised a face with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and looked to the side along the sound.
Then he gave a presumably... friendly smile to the side.
Rao was not afraid, but also got goosebumps on his arm because of Uncle Zhu Yuan's smile.
Uncle Zhu Yuan, who didn't become a monster, looked very good-looking. After becoming a monster, Uncle Zhu Yuan didn't look so good.
As for Grandpa... Grandpa is still as good-looking as ever!
I thought so firmly in my heart.
Grandpa and Uncle Zhu Yuan should change to clean shoes. Why didn't she think of it before, she was a little annoyed, as if there were slippers to replace... Turning around and running to the shoe cabinet at the door, when searching for the slippers inside, the old zombie picked it up and rolled it The blocks on the edge of the mat smashed into the third-level zombie sitting in the center of the mat.
The third-level zombie who was smashed again covered his head and turned his eyes to the old zombie dully, a little angry.
Why do you keep beating him!
If it wasn't for the fact that he was one level above him, or... or what? The third-level zombie was at a loss again.
"Ho ho!"
The old zombie stretched out his hand and pointed to the floor next to it that was not covered by the floor mat, and only the third-level zombies understood the meaning of the threatening whispers.
He let himself roll there.
If you don't get out, keep hitting him.
The "a little angry" of the third-level zombie was upgraded to "very angry". After two seconds, he responded with a low ho, curled up, and rolled out of the floor mat.
Facts have proved that zombies will also follow their hearts.
He ran back from the shoe cabinet to find the slippers, and saw Zhu Yuan who was already sitting obediently on the floor, not the floor mat. The old zombie stood not far away.
Both zombies stared at her.
It must be Grandpa who asked Uncle Zhu Yuan to come out. Uncle Zhu Yuan really listened to Grandpa's words too much. The little girl sighed and automatically ignored the picture of Grandpa beating Uncle Zhu Yuan. It was unilaterally attributed to Uncle Zhu Yuan listening to Grandpa.
She put two pairs of adult male slippers on the ground, took off her own shoes, put them on again, and used this action to teach the two zombies to change their shoes.
The little girl looked at her grandpa expectantly.
However, the old zombies did not change their shoes on the spot.
After taking off the sandals on his feet, there is a scar on the cute right instep, which is not big, but because the little girl's skin is white, the scar looks particularly hideous.
There are many such injuries on the side, many of which she does not know how to hurt herself.
The old zombie stared at the small scar, and he stretched out his hand towards the scar, his fingers trembling slightly.
"Grandpa, what do you want?" However, he misunderstood the actions of the old zombie, thinking that grandpa reached out to ask for something from himself.
The old zombie withdrew his hand blankly.
He wanted to speak, but he didn't know how to express it, and the words became a roar...
It would frighten her, it would frighten her, it would frighten her... Thoughts like this flashed back and forth in his blank mind.
There are also injuries and falls. The scar on the small instep irritates him. He wants to check if there is any injury on her body, but he knows that he can't touch her because it will hurt her.
That is a very important baby to him.
It's a baby more important than his life.
The zombie sitting on the ground felt that the same kind seemed to be sick. He understood the "tutorial" just now - changing shoes is much easier than changing clothes.
He bent over to reach his feet, ready to take off his dirty shoes for clean slippers, but just as he bent down, a fist came towards him, and then one of his feet was out of control.
The third-level zombie who didn't understand why he was beaten again was stunned.
No, staying here all the time will hurt the baby, you should go upstairs, that's where he stays.
The old zombie thought vaguely, picked up two pairs of slippers in his left hand, dragged a leg of the third-level zombie in his right hand, and walked straight out.
The third-level zombies are helpless and let the old zombies drag them and give up their resistance.
Can't beat it anyway.
When the old zombie picked up his slippers and dragged the third-level zombie away, he realized that his grandfather was going to take Uncle Zhu Yuan upstairs to change his shoes just like before.
Although she felt that she could change it here, she had to respect Grandpa's choice.
Grandpa definitely didn't want Uncle Zhu Yuan's stinky feet to smoke him.
Holding the glowing magic ball, he followed the two zombies with his calves, watching Uncle Zhu Yuan being dragged away by his grandfather's pocket. For a while, he felt that Uncle Zhu Yuan was a little pitiful. The picture is funny, but a little guilty for a while - she should stop her grandfather from bullying Uncle Zhu Yuan.
Huh
Why did she feel that her grandfather was bullying Uncle Zhu Yuan.
The little girl bit her index finger, thinking that it was absolutely wrong for her to think about her grandpa.
Walking out of the gate, the old zombie made a force in his hand, and the third-level zombie flew towards the metal wall like a sackcloth pocket, and he threw two pairs of slippers on it.
"… "
The third-level zombie straightened his crooked nose, got up from the ground angrily, picked up his slippers, and gestured at the head of the old zombie who had his back turned to him.
After being beaten so many times, should he fight back? !
"Uncle Zhu Yuan, don't hit grandpa!" Standing by the door, he could see clearly, and complained with a small waist.
The old zombie turned back suddenly.
The third-level zombie holding the slippers was startled, looked at him, and after a while, silently stuffed the shoes into his mouth.
"Hey, those are slippers, you can't eat them!" The little girl jumped up anxiously.
The old zombie turned his head in satisfaction, and as soon as he saw the side, his tense body slackened, and he raised his stiff fingers and pointed behind the side door.
"...Hoo...broken...ho...sleep..." He opened his mouth, and the "hoho" sound was difficultly mixed with some different syllables.