Chapter 43 There is an old man

While tying the rope, Guo Zhenbei was thinking about going back to accompany Xiao A Liang. And the cold wind on the roof also reminded him of the warmth of Yang Yanzi's home. Teng Lang, who had stood obliquely on the edge of the building along the rope, looked at him dissatisfiedly.

"Don't you remember that Swallow asked you to take a few crossbows and walkie-talkies, and you had to change your leather clothes. In addition, I said goodbye without saying goodbye at noon, which must have scared Xiaoqing. Now you will be scolded and you won't help me explain it. You really deserve me!"

Teng Lang's complaint made Guo Zhenbei shut up. This guy was right. Isn't it just to save themselves when they slip the rope down from upstairs? Now I go back and be scolded by my girlfriend. If I don't follow and explain, it will be a little boring.

"Sorry, I didn't think so much! Let's go, let's go down together!"

Obviously, Guo Zhenbei misunderstood the relationship between Teng Lang and Teng Qing, thinking that "Xiao Qing" was his girlfriend. It's also Fujiro's fault. How can he call his sister's brother that? The birth time of the two sisters and phoenix twins is only ten minutes away from them. Calling sister really makes Teng Lang feel a little at a loss.

While talking, he began to surrender. In this process, Guo Zhenbei remembered that Yang Yanzi had warned him. At this end of the world, there are fewer living people and fewer living good people. If so, then he should go to meet his family with Teng Lang. Whether it is to thank him or to excuse him, it is a necessary thing.

Two figures, slanted on the wall in the silver moonlight. They slid down their respective ropes and made a stomping sound on the wall, which shocked many people who were still alive.

At the same time, these people also confirm Yang Yanzi's words that there are fewer people living in the biochemical end of the world, and fewer living good people.

"It should be the person who made trouble at noon, they..."

Looking at their figures with a telescope, someone speaks with uncertainty and hesitation.

"It will be clear if you take a photo with a flashlight and throw a wine bottle!"

While the male duck's voice sounded, a flashlight shone over, and then someone threw out the glassware from upstairs.

"Papa..."

A crisp and loud voice sounded in the quiet community, which scared Guo Zhenbei and Teng Lang, who were hanging in the air. They looked back at the light source and could only see the bright flashlight.

"This bastard, we just need to see him. Why do we need to keep it for so long? Tenglang, let's hurry up. I feel that the person with the flashlight has bad intentions!"

Guo Zhenbei, who was dazzled by the flashlight, scolded him. I don't know why he had an ominous foreboding. While casually urging Teng Lang, he himself accelerated the speed of decline. Two figures, under the light of the flashlight and moonlight, quickly fell to the third floor.

"It's two men. It should be the two guys at noon, and throw a glass bottle!"

While the male duck's voice sounded slightly, a tattooed arm picked up the glass bottle next to him and threw it out of the balcony.

"Bang!"

Another crisp sound, which caused Teng Lang's worry.

"The bastard who threw the glass invited all the zombies to us!"

At this time, Guo Zhenbei and Teng Lang, who had reached the third floor, could hear it clearly. There were miscellaneous footsteps downstairs nearby. Teng Lang, who was about to knock on the window, shouted, and Guo Zhenbei was also a little angry.

If throwing a cup is a signal for help, then you and Fujiro have heard it. According to the pre-arranged plan, I will try to connect several other buildings during the day tomorrow, and then I will try to save him. Why make such a loud noise and call more zombies?

However, what he never expected was that the person who took a flashlight to shine on them was not a good person opposite Teng Lang's house.

"No wonder there are so many zombies suddenly in the yard. It must have been recruited by those two bastards. Look at the scene. That's the boy who used to be a soldier in the Teng family. Sooner or later, it will be a scourge. Kill them for me, and then find a way to go to that room to see why there is electricity in their house!"

The speaker appeared in the dim yellow candlelight in the room. He is about 40 years old, with long hair, baldness, fish bubble eyes and a beard. He doesn't look like a good person, but when he raises his hand and gives orders, it makes people understand that he is an old man at this time.

He held a pistol in his hand, which was a Type 54 military automatic pistol.

At this time, although it is a small county police station, it is no longer equipped with a military weapon such as May 4th as a police gun. The rotating pistol with 9×19 bullets is becoming a patrolman's configuration. The public security systems of big cities and those equipped by criminal police are mostly Type 92 pistols.

The appearance of the type 54 can only explain one problem. It does not come from formal channels, and the holder will not be a good person.

"Yes, uncle!"

The father-in-law's voice was exchanged for a soft voice, and the three people sitting in the room stood up. The three of them are holding crossbows. If you look carefully, you will find that these crossbows also have the words "National Rescue".

"Hurry up, hurry up, you three cowardly, hurry up!"

Two people on the balcony scolded, and the weapons in their hands were even more unique. The two small pipes are wrapped together by an iron ring, followed by a simple strike device, and the handle below is also rough. At first glance, it belongs to the kind of earth-made pistol, which uses small-caliber bullet shells and ammunition matched with iron beads. This thing may not be enough to kill zombies, but it is enough to kill people.

The three people who were urged with crossbows were not with them at a glance. The two young people dyed different colors of hair, with earrings in one ear and glasses. The thin bamboo pole-like body shows that it is the kind of gangster who dropped out of school and wanders in society. This kind of gangster is often annoying, but it doesn't cause any great harm.

"Dad, this is killing, in case...!"

The one who spoke was about 15 to 16 years old, and the one he called his father was a middle-aged man with a big belly. If you are haggard these days, you will look like a successful person. The other one, about 13 or 4 years old, was about to cry in fear.

"Dad...I...Woo...I don't..."

The middle-aged man looked at his son in front of him. These two hair-dyed and thin bamboo poles were his two sons. They no longer went to school and knew how to wander around all day long. Although it doesn't work, it doesn't have the courage to kill people! He looked at Guo Zhenbei and Teng Lang, who were entering the house, and begged to look at the male duck's voice. His lips moved but said nothing.

What is it? Although it is the biochemical end of the world at this moment, the most basic conscience and moral principles have not completely disappeared. And the kind of action of becoming cruel and losing conscience in the face of the harsh end of the world cannot be transformed in a day or two.

At least at this time, it is clear in everyone's heart that killing is illegal!

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