Chapter 19 The Big Grey Cat

"Good!" Everyone looked at Hu Wenjian and cheered one after another.

Hu Wenjian raised a knife and waved it to show his excitement. This is like the praise of the former teacher in the end of the world, but it is like picking up thousands of gold here. This is everyone's recognition. This is his own merit. No one is jealous. Some are just lost why he didn't kill many more.

"Second place! Zhou*, nine zombies. Li Wenhao continued to report.

"Good!" Everyone cheered again. Zhou * glanced at Hu Wenjian and wondered if he had killed himself faster, but how could he be less than Hu Dahan?

"Third place, Luo Youwei, five zombies."

"Good!" Everyone looked at Luo Youwei, who was less than 1.6 meters tall.

He Wen frowned and asked, "Luo Youwei, how old are you this year?"

"Sixteen!" Luo Youwei shouted in a slightly immature voice.

"Why did you participate?" He Wen's eyebrows frowned more and more.

"Because I want to avenge my parents, because..." Luo Youwei clenched his teeth stubbornly and stopped talking. His eyes flashed with deep hatred for the zombies, and his eyes were a little red, but his stubbornness did not make him cry.

"Good! Join the team." He Wen shouted.

"Yes!" The three joined the team again, and everyone's admiring eyes made the three as sweet as drinking *.

"Based on the fact that you are not timid to kill zombies today, I have decided! Other people without a ranking will change from half a bag to a bag of instant noodles!" He Wen looked at the people and was also very happy. These people are all his subordinates. He will fight against zombies in the future and may even recover the biggest force of the city.

"Good!" Everyone cheered excitedly and almost couldn't help hugging He Wen and kissing.

Li Wenhao came over and whispered, "Brother Wen, I think you should give your own team a name."

He Wen nodded. Looking at the big knife in his hand, he thought that he was a butcher and could command dozens of people to serve for himself one day. Looking at the excited faces of the crowd, He Wen would smile: "I was originally a butcher, and I had a butcher in my hand. I had the ambition to eliminate all the zombies, but at the scale of these dozens of people now, there is no doubt What's the difference between a joke and being against the sky? Since it is an idea against the sky, there must be slogans against the sky, butcher, butcher knife, slaughter the sky.

He Wen thought of this and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Listen to me. Now I have decided to give the whole team a loud name. I want him so loud that no one can look directly at it. I decided to call you Tu Tian Team!"

"Tslay the sky! Tu Tian! Tu Tian!"

Everyone raised their knives and shouted. Although the momentum was average, it was undoubtedly very exciting. He Wen didn't really want to slaughter any day. His idea was very simple, that is, to take this group of people to live in the end of the world. Although it was very difficult, the way out was with his own hands!

"All right." He Wen suppressed the cheers of the crowd and said, "Now, we are going to a place, Guan Xiangjun. You should know that he unfortunately died at the hands of the licker today, but we must take care of his aftercare. As for the grave has been dug, and there is no better stone, I just carved it for him. A tombstone.

Now that our Tutian team has taken shape, he is also a member of our team. He is dead, we are going to worship him, and his family and relatives will be taken care of by us. Although we have not found their relatives, we should worship him, because everyone now People may die one day, including me. He Wen said in a low voice.

Everyone was also silent, but He Wen's words did make them deeply grateful, because they are all flesh and blood people. They need to be noticed and they need to be valued. He Wen undoubtedly made them respected, which undoubtedly dispelled the last trace of worry in their hearts, and even helped you dig for the dead. Pit, what are you afraid of?

He Wen's group of people came to a small hill, a small earth bag, in front of which was a simple stone tablet that was not flat, engraved with five words of the tomb of the army. He Wen walked forward, took out the sharp snake blade, and added four words of the Tu Tian Team on the side.

After everyone bowed, He Wen announced his dissolution and followed the discipline of setting up defense. Everyone no longer had the original lazy appearance. Although they didn't dress well and their faces were still stained with black ash, everyone's eyes were full of vitality, with the desire to survive, the desire to live, and the desire to let themselves and their families. People can eat a better Butian team, and no one dares to procrastinate and laziness, because it is hard to come by in the end of the world.

Xu Wendong told He Wen the good news that they found Wang Chong and Huang Hongtian stored in a cellar behind the village, which was all the rice they collected from the villagers' homes. In the evening, He Wen immediately released the rice. They cooked a few large pots of rice to make the villagers full, but although there was no food. But this dinner is undoubtedly the most delicious meal they had.

Because there was no electricity, He Wen and other people went to bed early.

Closing his eyes, He Wen saw a river of blood and piles of bones. He was sitting on the pile of bones and laughing, with a bloodthirsty and ferocious face.

He Wen suddenly woke up from his dream. His close clothes were soaked with sweat and lit a cigarette. Looking out of the window, the night was still vast. He Wen suddenly missed the muddle-headed life. At that time, he didn't have to worry about life, eat, didn't have to worry about whether he could live tomorrow, and didn't worry about a group of people. Life and death and warmth.

The cigarette butts burned to the buttocks. He Wen lost the cigarette butts and put on clothes to go out for a walk.

The wind dried his sweat. At the time of a cigarette, He Wen walked to the village. His eyesight was very good. Maybe it was because of the evolution of his body that he could see things in the night, but it would certainly not be as clear as during the day. After all, he did not bring a night vision device.

In mid-April, at this time, there have been many frogs, but now it is indeed unusually quiet.

During the night patrol, the two people on duty were whispering, as if this could dispel the slight chill of the night.

He Wen wants to get closer and listen to what they are talking about.

"Do you think Brother Wen was born? It's so powerful. Even Guan Gong played on TV is not so powerful. Didn't you see the butcher knife in Brother Wen's hand? I heard from Brother Dongzi that it will cost about five or six hundred catties. As long as Brother Wen throws a big knife like this, he will probably have to crush many ghouls to death.

"What a ghoul, Lao Gui, haven't you heard Brother Wen say that it's a zombie? It's a zombie!"

"Yes, yes, zombies."

"Also, Brother Wen was not born. Brother Wen is definitely a god who came down to earth. Didn't you see Brother Wen's gentle knife, and the zombie broke himself in two?"

"Yes, yes..."

When He Wen heard this, he couldn't help smiling. These were all simple villagers, but Li Wenhao's propaganda was a little too much. Fortunately, people regarded him as a fairy.

Seeing that they occasionally shiver, He Wen walked over.

"Is it cold or not? Do you need more clothes?" He Wen suddenly appeared in front of them and immediately jumped them.

"It turned out to be Brother Wen, which scared me." The old man in his 20s and 30s patted his chest.

"Text... Brother Wen." Lao Gui suddenly came to his senses and looked at He Wen and stashed.

"Well, you can go back and add some clothes first. I think it's a little cold tonight." He Wen nodded.

The man next to him pulled the dull old man and said, "Brother Wen hasn't gone to bed so late?"

"Be careful!"

He Wen suddenly raised his cold hair and opened the two. A beast like a tiger and leopard rushed over, revealing its sharp front paws in the night light.

He Wen was thrown to the ground and rolled violently. The beast that pressed on him was pressed under him.

He Wen's clothes were scratched by the claws, but the beast was also quite strong. He moved his waist and rolled, and one beast rolled and fought together, while the two stood beside him in a daze and didn't know what to do, and their minds were blank.

He Wen kicked away the tiger-like beast, and his chest was also bloody with its sharp claws.

The waist of the beast arched, the hair stood upside down, and the cold green eyes looked coldly at He Wen.

He Wen was three or four meters away from it and clearly knew that the beast was angry. When He Wen was ready to accept the fierce roar of the beast, He Wen was stunned in an instant.

Meow!

A soft and sharp voice came from the beast's half-out mouth.

"House cat!"

"Mutant beast!"

He Wen heard it really. When He Wen was stunned, a tiger rushed over again.

Just now, He Wen was aggrieved. Because he was defenseless, he suffered the loss of the gray cat. This time, He Wen was angry. The gray cat in the sky was punched in the jaw by He Wen, and suddenly rolled and threw it out with a scream.

Before he had to move his waist and get up, He Wen dived, jumped, and rode on the back of the gray cat, and hit the gray cat's head with a weight-like iron fist.

Bang bang!

He Wen's fist kept hitting the gray cat's head like rain. Whether the gray cat moved, jumped, rolled, and tried his best, He Wen couldn't fall off his back. You should know that He Wen had been on guard and clamped both sides of the gray cat's lower abdomen fiercely.

This scene made the hearts of the two people on the spot collapse. For such a lifetime, when have you seen such a scene? Isn't this the modern version of Wu Song beating tigers?

Meow~

The gray cat lay on the ground, and its claws covered its dizzy head that had been beaten by He Wen, making a weak voice like begging for mercy.

He Wen punched a few more times. It is estimated that the dead cat was greatly subdued, and then he jumped off the cat's back.

Unexpectedly, when He Wen came down, a cat's paw came over again. He Wen sneered: "I don't know how to repent!" He punched and kicked the big cat again.

Meow~

The gray cat screamed sadly and dared not move when lying on the ground.

He Wen stopped his hand and was also a little curious to see the big cat lying on the ground. The blood on his chest had stopped. He Wen bandaged it with his clothes and kicked the big cat as dead.

Meow~

The gray cat carefully raised its head and looked at He Wen. The demon in front of it was undoubtedly the biggest nightmare in its life. He Wen stared, and the gray cat immediately covered its head with cat's claws. It seemed that it was also afraid.

He Wen looked at the big cat carefully and motioned it to get up.

The big gray cat seemed to understand what He Wen meant, secretly glanced at He Wen, and then stood up.

As soon as the big gray cat stood up, its size was very frightened. He Wen looked carefully. It was about 1.34 meters tall and at least 1.8 meters long. This is a little bigger than the size of an adult Siberian tiger. Is this really just a cat? In particular, the weight just pressed on He Wen, which almost made him feel suffocated, and his strength was extremely huge.