Chapter 126 This Shouldn't Happen

"Uncle Zhao...Uncle Zhao...!"

Guo Zhenbei has always been a generous person, otherwise how can he go home to be a doomsday farmer at a time when many people think it is possible to dominate?

And Zhao Yongzhu really felt the benefits of Guo Zhenbei at this time. He did not pursue his undercover affairs. Although it is explained that if his own relatives are arrested, he will do the same, as far as Zhao Yongzhu is concerned, he is a loyal person.

Zhao Yongzhu, who had retreated to the top of the building, turned around and looked at the dazzling downstairs. He stopped. At this time, he put down his hand covering his face, and a few not deep blood stains appeared there.

The blood stain is not terrible. The terrible thing is that the blood has gradually changed its color. At first it was red, then it turned dark red, and finally turned black. Looking at this, everyone felt the panic in their hearts.

Qi Jiaqiang and the Qi Jiasheng brothers rushed up and hugged the Zhao Chengshan and Zhao Chenghai brothers who wanted to come to their father. After all, the strength of the two teenagers can't resist the older brothers who practice martial arts all year round.

But they stretched out their hands to their father, and they shouted desperately in a hoarse voice and took off their helmets at the same time.

"Dad...Dad, let go of me...Dad...!"

Guo Zhenbei slowly came to Zhao Yongzhu not far away. When he looked at Zhao Yongzhu, he also had an inexplicable sadness. He can't take all his living people out of the city, which is where he blames himself the most.

For the future, Guo Zhenbei is not as sure as Silvell, nor is it completely tied to him like Teng Qing. After leaving the city, he didn't want to care about the life or death of the people in front of him. Even if they go their separate ways, he won't stop them.

However, at this moment, he is the captain, and every death of the people who follows him is a kind of pressure for him. What is ahead is what he has to face. In the future, I'm afraid it will be a situation that I have to face often.

"Uncle Zhao, you... If you have anything to say, just say it quickly!"

Zhao Yongzhu's expression was dull for a moment. He wiped his hand on his face, and the black blood on his hand made his eyes desperate. The black blood that changed from light to thick smelled like a zombie made him understand that he could never be spared.

Zhao Chengshan and Zhao Chenghai were anxious at this time. Their father's experience happened in front of their brothers on such a happy morning. How could they accept it?

"Dad...Dad...don't listen to him, he's talking nonsense..."

"...We have medicine, we have antibiotics from the supermarket, Dad...you...let's go back and get a hanging injection..."

The brothers Zhao Chengshan and Zhao Chenghai struggled in the powerful arms of the Qi brothers and desperately wanted to come to their father.

Zhao Yongzhu knew that he had no medicine, so he smiled miserably. Although the wound made his smile a little strange, the struggling smile made the eyes of all the people present red at the same time.

This is the look of a father who has to say goodbye to his son. Although his death was not great or glorious, it was a sad feeling to see a life disappear in his own hands at this time.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Zhao, I didn't remind everyone to protect myself. It's all my fault!"

When Guo Zhenbei complained about himself, tears couldn't help flowing down.

"No, it's not your fault, it's weird... weird..."

Zhao Yongzhu's eyes looked helplessly downstairs, and then glanced at the "meat and eggs" in the sky.

"Alas... blame my bad life. Zhenbei, I know you are a good person! Now there are not many good people in the world, I... I beg you, take them with you wherever you go. Let them be your brothers, no matter what they do to you, you take them with you. If they are disobedient, you will be beaten to death! It doesn't matter if I die, it's the two of them..."

"Dad..."

The two brothers screamed, and their bodies softened and collapsed on the snow on the roof. Crying, they couldn't straighten up, and their transparent snot hung a long line in front of their faces. They were so sad that they couldn't remember to wipe it.

The hoarse crying with sadness and anger like a shout fell back at the beginning of the snow, which made everyone couldn't help but shed tears.

"This is sadness. What is sadness like? Is it just tears? This is because you lose what you care about. But..."

Svell still doesn't know what sadness is, but at least she can understand the cause of sadness.

The flesh on Zhao Yongzhu's face trembled, and he could hardly maintain his smile. He turned his head and looked downstairs. The zombies below were walking back and forth. Occasionally, they will raise their heads because of the crying on the roof and drop the half-meter-high white snow cap on the top of their heads.

"Alas, you two are disappointing enemies. If I don't follow you to wipe your buttocks in the future, you will restrain yourself. You, Brother Guo, can do what you want to do, and you can't do what you don't want to do. You...you follow him well...I...I..."

On Zhao Yongzhu's face, he still kept a desolate smile, but tried his best to have a gentle smile. He hoped that he would not become a terrible zombie in his son's eyes.

"Zhingbei, I know you have a gun. Come on, don't let me become those disgusting things! My blood... Forget it, I can't use my blood. Shoot it!"

When he said this, he raised his head. If you don't look at your son or the zombies downstairs, you think it's the best ending. Originally, he wanted to leave his own blood, but after a moment, I'm afraid that the blood infected with the virus can't lure zombies. It's really useless to say so.

Guo Zhenbei listened to Zhao Yongzhu's words and pulled out his pistol, stepped on the new snow and moved to Zhao Yongzhu step by step. The soft snow under his feet made a "squeaky" and frightened sound. He hopes that he can do it well and that he doesn't want to be sad. Unfortunately, step by step, he could feel his face covered by a helmet, and tears slid down in a string.

He had some regrets about how the pistol in his hand opened fire on human beings. Although he understands that as a father, he never wants to become a monster in his son's eyes. I don't want to hurt my son after becoming a monster.

Guo Zhenbei slowly raised the pistol, and he felt his hands tremble. However, what was disappointing was that when he picked up the pistol in his eyes, he was like a veteran, not to mention trembling, without any hesitation at all, directly pointing to Zhao Yongzhu's forehead.

"Little...Guo...Gun...Gun..." can't be said any more. He tried to open his eyes, and then slowly turned white. But he tried his best to stand up, probably creating the best opportunity for Guo Zhenbei.

"Wo..."

Zhao Yongzhu's lips moved weakly, and the word "open"

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