After the Strange Talk Prevails

　　 When Zhou Ming woke up, he was the only mercenary in the carriage, and Wang Siyan who was sleeping next to him did not know where he went.

　　 Zhou Ming sat up on the ground, moved his bones and bones, and the bones and joints made soft crackling noises, and bursts of comfort went straight to the brain.

　　Although they can only sleep on the floor of the carriage, compared to the passengers who can only stay asleep for a long time, the hard iron bed is not to mention how fragrant, at least it can turn over and move around.

Zhou Ming looked up and found that all the passengers in the carriage were staring at him. Their eyes made Zhou Ming feel something wrong. Then Zhou Ming realized that everyone was staring at him. It was a kind of observation and thinking. The look in his eyes is by no means an ordinary glance.

　　 Why are they looking at him?

　　 Are these people staring at him like this when they sleep?

Looking at the calm and calm expressions, Zhou Ming noticed something strange. His eyes swept across the faces of the passengers one by one, and finally fell on the face of a young man who was the person Zhou Ming had observed before. .

　　 At the moment of eye contact with the opponent, Zhou Ming saw a trace of panic on the opponent's face, and then the opponent quickly looked away.

　　 Zhou Ming squinted his eyes and smiled, stood up, and walked towards each other with an amiable smile.

　　 His smiling face is exactly the smile template of the service industry, making people unable to see the flaws of hypocrisy, but in such an environment, this smile looks so strange and terrifying.

The young man saw Zhou Ming approaching with a smile. There was only a trace of panic that instantly expanded. The uncontrollable slight distortion of facial muscles caused his expression to become depressed and weird. Those two clever eyes were there. The panicked face was spinning around, as if trying to think about something.

　　 Zhou Ming walked to the opponent and patted him on the shoulder.

　　 "Did you tell them? I peeped at you while you were sleeping." Zhou Ming said softly.

As soon as 　　's words fell, the surrounding atmosphere changed in an instant. The faces of those who stared at Zhou Ming, without exception, appeared panic, just like a rebel group conspiring to be smashed, with a flustered and helpless expression.

　　 Even the cruel male passenger who was the first to suggest murder had a moment of panic on his face.

　　 The young man in front of Zhou Ming, shaking like chaff, the thin iron chains on his arms rustled, and big beads of sweat flowed from his forehead, across the edge of his eyebrows, and flowed into his eyes along the lines of his skin.

　　Even if sweat dripped into his eyes, he blinked as if he had forgotten, just staring straight at Zhou Ming's vamp.

　　 "Don't be afraid, we are the escort, you are the passengers, and it is our duty to protect you. I was just observing your mental state before. There is no special reason, so don't think too much."

　　 Zhou Ming comforted a few words, turned around and pulled the car door and jumped off.

He looked up at the position of the sun. It was midday. As soon as Zhou Ming jumped out of the car, he saw his colleagues in the distance, as if discussing something. Wang Siyan was also in the crowd, with his hands wrapped around his chest, leaning on the truck seriously. listen.

　　 Zhou Ming walked forward with his gun, and the poisonous scorpion saw Zhou Ming arrive and said: "I have never seen a mercenary who sleeps like you, and sleeps more deeply than an ordinary person who hasn't slept for three days."

　　 "We called you, but you didn't wake up. If you didn't breathe, you thought you were dead." Wang Siyan explained.

　　 "Excuse me, what happened?" Zhou Ming apologized.

　　 Wang Siyan snarled at the slave's truck behind: "We are discussing how to deal with the remaining corpses, whether to let them eat or throw them away."

　　 Zhou Ming noticed that there was some other information in Wang Siyan's eyes. He guessed that the other party was suggesting whether to use the grey door.

　　 "What do you think, show your hands to vote! Raise your hands in support of losing the corpse!" The scorpion said.

At the beginning of the first round of voting, Zhou Ming saw that among the dozen or so mercenaries, some of them raised their hands slightly, and hesitated when they raised them up to normal. Finally, some touched their noses and some touched their ears. , All put down.

　　 None of them raised their hands.

　　 At this time, Zhou Ming slowly raised his hand, becoming the only one raising his hand.

　　 In the crowd, Wang Siyan did not raise his hand like the others, but looked at him with a subtle look, as if confirming something.

　　 Zhou Ming also glanced at Wang Siyan quickly, and then set his gaze on the face of the poisonous scorpion.

　　 The tacit understanding between him and Wang Siyan is no longer the tacit understanding of an ordinary partner, but a consensus in thinking and overall thinking. As long as it is not complicated information, they can almost complete the communication with their eyes.

Now Zhou Ming's raising of hands is to show their true position, and Wang Siyan's refusal to raise his hands is to draw the psychological distance between herself and Zhou Ming in the eyes of others. If Zhou Ming is isolated later by others, then her current position can serve as an example. The lubricants of the two sides prevent the two of them and the rest of the **** from becoming extremely confrontational.

　　 The poisonous scorpion took a deep look at Zhou Ming, nodded with a complicated expression, and said, "Support let them eat, raise your hand."

　　 This time, no one immediately raised their hands. In the previous poll, most people had at least the pre-action to raise their hands~www.wuxiaspot.com~, but now, they don’t even have any preparatory actions to raise their hands.

　　 It is obvious that everyone rejects this decision from the bottom of their hearts.

　　 Zhou Ming can understand the thoughts of these people. Although mercenaries are people who lick blood and kill people like numb, it does not mean that they can accept such a perverted decision.

　　 Let a group of people eat the bodies of another group of people, this behavior is more difficult to accept than simply cannibalism, even if they kill all the slaves, it is easier to accept than this decision.

People who can make this kind of decision calmly no longer regard those people as humans, but treat them as animals. Only those who are extremely selfish and cold-blooded, without human empathy, will not hesitate to determine this kind of decision. Normal people will hesitate. .

　　 In this vote, the first to raise his hand was a hermit, followed by other hermits and conjurers.

　　 It may be because of wearing a mask. It is much easier to make this kind of decision. The first batch of people who raised their hands were all masked people.

　　 "They have all eaten some, and now it is too late to throw away the corpse. Anyway, they have eaten it." The conjurer said.

　　 "Until now, we have not walked out of the lost zone. We must start thinking about the future. It is necessary to save food expenses." Another hermit said.

There was another person who wanted to speak, but Zhou Ming interrupted the other party loudly at this moment: "From a mathematical point of view, this kind of decision is indeed the best, but is it useful? The most basic moral bottom line of people is gone. ."

Everyone was quiet. They stared at Zhou Ming with complicated gazes, as if they were looking at an idiot, but deep in their eyes they recognized him as an idiot... Zhou Ming’s statement is undoubtedly the most correct. Doing that is tantamount to breaking through the moral bottom line of mankind.

　　 For a while, nobody rebutted him.