Chapter 98 The Reunion of the Fuji Family

In an instant, Teng Qing almost fell off the rope, because she didn't know who shot or who was shot. There was a terrible guess in her heart, that is, the zombie on the roof just now, which is this guy's masterpiece.

"What kind of world is this? How can people become like this!"

At the same time, the gun in Guo Zhenbei's hand shook. He couldn't believe that he was immersed in the psychological burden of killing for the first time yesterday. Today, he killed someone for the second time, and he directly shot a person in the head with a pistol.

In front of him is a corridor, where a considerable number of people gather. The sound of gunfire shocked everyone, but then Guo Zhenbei raised the gun in his hand. If the other party continues to threaten, then I'm afraid he will have to shoot continuously. Let the people inside know that he doesn't want to be killed by anyone after surviving.

"Put down your weapon, put it down... or I'll shoot!"

Guo Zhenbei raised his pistol and shouted loudly. Teng Lang beside him also took out the small-caliber steel ball pistol given to him by Guo Zhenbei and threatened the people inside loudly with him. The current situation makes people feel sad. They are also survivors in the end of biochemical world. Why do they do these fratricidal things?

The person who was hit has fallen to the ground. Because the bullet is hitting the head, the 54 pistol is used as a military pistol, which is much more powerful than a police gun.

"Put down the weapon, put it down!"

Listening to the threatening voices of the two people, Teng Qing, who was slightly slower than them, accelerated her speed. She slipped to the position all of a sudden, and it was not until then that she could see clearly what Guo Zhenbei and the others were facing. Without hesitation, she immediately took out her small-caliber steel ball pistol.

This is a long corridor, which is full of people at this moment. They hold all kinds of weapons in their hands, most of which are equipped with rolling pins and kitchen knives, and at most add a stainless steel pot lid as a shield.

From here, it can be seen that the stairs leading to the roof are just passing through here. It's just a thick iron fence separated from here, and the zombies were blocked by the iron fence and could not rush in. Needless to say, as a supermarket warehouse, the fence door is extremely strong. The thickness is all made by welding genuine seamless shelf pipes, which can't be pushed by zombies at all.

At this moment, they made a permeate cry, and their hands with long nails stretched out from the fence door. It can be seen that the blood stimulates them so much that they are all squeezed there, and their bodies hit the fence with a worrying sound.

The person killed by Guo Zhenbei was wearing a police uniform and a revolver with a revolver at hand. Teng Qing, who didn't understand what had happened, looked at what was going on in front of him in surprise. If Guo Zhenbei killed the second master of Lin Zhenglin yesterday, it was not a big deal. So if you kill a policeman today, at least you will habitually think that Guo Zhenbei has violated the law.

The result of this matter was obviously not expected by the people inside and the people outside. The men with weapons inside looked at each other in con's eyes. There are also people who peek at the underground pistol and are eager to try.

"Don't move, whoever moves will kill!"

Teng Qing's shrill voice woke up the men with all kinds of weapons inside, and the people who were peeping at the left wheel no longer peeked. After all, all three people hanging outside the glass are wearing helmets, and the equipment seems to be good.

In Teng Qing's shrill voice and the roar of Guo Zhenbei and Teng Lang, one or two people put down the unmanlike weapons in their hands. Then they left the window far away, as if they had nothing to do with what had just happened here.

Their retreat made Guo Zhenbei come out of the shocked mentality of killing people just now. There may be great psychological pressure for the first time. But killing the second person may only be shocking. But when there are too many killings, killing will no longer become a psychological burden.

Watching people leave the window, Guo Zhenbei turned back the Type 54 pistol in his hand and directly smashed the glass window with the handle. Then he pointed his gun at the people in front of him again, and then slowly entered the room.

"There are so many living people here, at least 50 to 60 people! I didn't expect that Yang Yanzi's guess was really accurate!"

Teng Qing doesn't know that Yang Yanzi will not guess. For her, this kind of thing that lacks scientific evidence will never exist in her little head. When she also got in through the window, she, with sharp eyes, immediately found the problem.

"Zhebei, I'm afraid he just released the zombies!"

There is still a little shocked Guo Zhenbei in his heart, and he didn't have time to see the situation nearby. Hearing Teng Qing, he turned his face. He was surprised to see a rope that seemed to lead directly to the door to the roof.

"Who did this, who did it? Say, don't say I shot!"

A burst of anger surged in Teng Lang's heart, and the gun in his hand pointed at the group of men in front of him. However, his behavior was exchanged for the panic of the group of people on the opposite side and the timid look of retreating.

It was not until then that Guo Zhenbei and Teng Qing, including Teng Lang, who pointed a gun at the corridor, really began to observe these guys in front of them. It can be seen that the well-dressed people should be customers, and a few young people are wearing supermarket clothes. More people are women who come to buy vegetables in the afternoon.

Teng Qing vigorously counted, and more than one of these dozens of people were women. In fact, there are no more than 10 really decent men. Looking at their look, Teng Qing thought that in the whole crowd, except for one of the 35- to 6-year-old men who was quite well-dressed, there was nothing decent.

But Yang Yanzi is not like this. She can see the current situation clearly through the wireless camera.

"Pay attention to the well-dressed man and the guy behind him!"

Guo Zhenbei searched the crowd according to Yang Yanzi's words. He saw the two people Yang Yanzi said. Although well-dressed people are a little worried when facing a pistol, they are not afraid. The eyes of the man who was half hidden behind him looked at the dead policeman's pistol underground from time to time.

"These are useless guys. I think the guy you killed is the head here!"

"Wo!"

While Teng Qing's voice sounded in the radio, she had broken another window.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

He lifted his mask. When Teng Qing asked questions, he did not turn to others, but only to the well-dressed man. I probably didn't expect that Teng Qing would ask himself. After the man panicked a little, he immediately calmed down.

When he spoke, he expressed a temperament that was absolutely different from ordinary people.

No matter what the guy in front of him came from, he has been targeted by Teng Qing!

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