doomsday lamb

"Third brother, Zhang Ling is indecisive, and I don't think he can do anything about it. It's better that we do it ourselves."

"Yes, it wasn't us who killed that day last year. It was Zhang Ling who committed the crime.

After killing the female student, he accidentally played with the person to death. Why should we take the blame for him? Even now, he yells at us on weekdays, but it does no good. The crystal core is not for him to use, and the beautiful woman is for him to play with.

The rest." Wang Qing gritted his teeth and said, "I think we should kill the newcomers at night, chop off the men's heads, use the women to purge the fire, and then you and I will fly away and never make up for this Chong County.

.”

"Hey, third brother, what you said is wrong." Chen De shook his head and said, "It is really a bad idea to kill people and run away. Besides, there is a global catastrophe. Even if we escape, where can we escape to?"

Wang Qing was immediately discouraged: "Then what do you think we should do?"

"Humph, what should we do?" Chen De said with a smile, "You think that woman is a beauty in the world with her hot figure. If we dedicate this woman to Mr. Song, he will definitely not forget us.

Benefits. If you are lucky enough to be rewarded with a bottle of evolution potion by Mr. Song, your career will be just around the corner, and you will no longer have to suffer from Zhang Ling’s arrogance!”

"This is a wonderful plan!" Wang Qing clapped his hands and applauded, but suddenly said with some regret: "It's just a pity that this stunning woman..."

"Third brother, as the saying goes, if you are willing to give up, you will get something if you give up..."

"Okay, then I'll listen to you. But how did you manage to defeat these people without anyone noticing? The one with the two swords is not a good person, right?"

"Don't be afraid. I have a fellow at our base. Before the disaster, he was a doctor in a clinic. He also secretly sells the kind of medicinal powder that goes down instantly..."

"Wonderful, so wonderful. Second brother, following you is ten times better than following Zhang Ling." Wang Qing walked around the room, suddenly stopped and asked Chen De: "But what if Zhang Ling finds out?"

, what should we do?”

When Chen De heard this, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Huh, it would be better if he is sensible. Otherwise, we will kill him together, and we brothers will share the wealth."

"Okay, one against two, Liang doesn't have that much courage."

"Master Song will be back tomorrow. When the day comes, Zhang Ling will attract those people and we will take action!"

…

Early the next morning, Lang Hua and others were invited by Zhang Ling to the east of the city to clean up the black beasts.

The east side of the manor borders mountains and forests, so small black beasts often come down the mountain to harass them. This time Zhang ordered them to ambush a group of mutated wild boars. The mutated wild boar is delicious and contains a lot of spore crystal energy, which is of great help to the evolvers. The same is true for the mutated wild boar.

The main commodity they trade with other bases.

The ambush lasted from six o'clock in the morning to ten o'clock in the morning, and the mutant wild boars slowly appeared in sight. By the time people completed this task and went to the waterhole in the southeast of the city where the mutant snakes were hidden, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

moment.

Although the water snakes are strong, they are still not the enemy of Haiping Yihe. Only then did Zhang Ling realize that they had greatly underestimated Haiping's strength, and hurriedly handed over the WeChat number he carried with him, saying that he would be richly rewarded if he expressed his gratitude.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and the wind was as cold as a knife, blowing across the withered yellow grass. Beside the grass, several large holes were broken in the floating ice on the pool, and dots of vermilion were scattered on the ice.

On the bank of the river, Lang Hua was chatting happily with Zhang Ling. Hai Ping was standing behind Lang Hua with a knife. Suddenly, the long knife was unsheathed and blocked Lang Hua's side.

"bass--"

He faced the west and saw a figure coming out of the mist beside the grass.

Black pants, red boots, dark purple cloak, pitch black battle axe, and the amber hummingbird pattern on the forehead...

"Lin Hong?" Haiping asked.

The other party didn't say anything, but just walked forward step by step. As he got closer, he gradually saw mottled blood stains on his body and a bulging woven bag half a man's height in his hand.

Lang Hua suddenly said: "That's wrong!"

He noticed that the other party still had black hair. He had only seen this state once in Lin's Club. It was unmistakable, this was Lin Qian in a crazy state!

But at this time

One person supported another person and hurried over from the black mist behind Lin Qian.

The man was panting and shouted as he ran: "Deputy City Lord, Captain Lin, she..."

Before the words were even spoken, when the two passed by Lin Qian, the latter had already raised his long ax and was about to strike down.

"Bang——" "Clang!"

At the critical moment, Haiping arrived. He kicked the man away and raised his knife to block the handle of the giant red ink axe. The force coming from Lin Qian was so strong that Haiping immediately fell on his own.

He knelt on the ground, the stone road cracked with spider web-like cracks, and Hai Ping's body suddenly sank!

Lang Hua shouted: "Lin Qian, wake up!"

Because Lin Qian was holding an ax in both hands at this time, the woven bag next to her hand was left unattended and fell to the ground with a crash. The contents of the bag rolled out far away and landed at Zhang Ling's feet.

He looked down and was startled.

This thing is none other than the head of the lewd male stall owner from yesterday!

Zhang Lingqiang pretended to be calm and first asked Lang Hua: "Captain Hua, what do your people mean by this!/Why are you killing people in my city?"

Lang Hua was silent, but he saw that the two people who had been kicked away by Hai Ping had come back here crawling on the ground. Lang Hua took a closer look and saw that it was Liang Zi and another injured soldier.

Liang Zi stood still and identified Zhang Ling and said: "It's him! He sent people to kill us. They were drugged during today's lunch. While he was in a daze, his two men led people to break into the door and wanted to kill Lin.

The captain is in trouble. Xiaohui and Xiaofei resisted and were killed... Deputy City Lord, you have to avenge them both!"

Another soldier said sadly: "If Captain Lin hadn't been here, we would all have died. But Captain Lin suddenly went crazy again. Not only did he kill all the people who broke in, he also ran to the market to see a man.

Just kill her. We wanted to stop her, but unexpectedly she didn’t recognize anyone at the moment. The bag was filled with the heads she chopped off today..."

Lang Hua said angrily: "City Lord Zhang, how do you want to explain!"

"Captain Hua, this...I...I really don't know."

"Sorry." Lin Qian had regained some consciousness at some point. She put away the giant red ink axe, which made Haiping feel relieved, and then walked towards here step by step.

A face emerged from the mist, with slender phoenix eyes, dots of blood on the cheeks, and demonic lines on the forehead that were strangely bright.

The top of the crimson cloak held a head of crimson wavy hair that looked like it had been soaked in blood.

Lang Hua frowned coldly and said, "Lin Hong, you woke up at the right time."

"I'm really sorry, the bag is a bit small and can't fit in it." Her tone was calm, but the words she said made people feel so creepy.

Several of Zhang Ling's subordinates immediately fell down and didn't even want their guns. They shouted "Witch" and crawled back in mourning. One of them was closer to her and was accidentally hit in the back by an axe, spraying from the mouth.

The blood came out a meter away.

Just when she was about to kill the second person, Lang Hua dodged and stopped her.

"what you do!"

The other party didn't object, he just asked: "What? Don't they deserve to die?"

Lang Hua was furious and his expression changed several times.

Zhang Ling and others hid behind him and screamed: "Everyone who wants to commit violence has been killed by you, what else do you want?"

"Killing?" Lin Hong asked Xiang Lang Hua with a sneer, "Do you think so too?"

Lang Hua just said: "That's enough, don't continue."

Lin Hong shook his head and said: "Enough? No, this is not enough. Lang Hua, do you know? I am not killing people, I am saving people. In the eyes of these people, women are livestock and can be traded.

Goods are tools for venting dirty animal desires. If you don’t believe me, ask the people behind you, have there not been many women who have died in their hands since the end of the world?”

"You can't kill me." Zhang Ling shouted, "Those women climbed into my bed voluntarily. I gave

Their food, clothing and decent life, what do they have to do with me if they are willing to abuse themselves?"

"Shut up!" Lang Hua stopped Zhang Ling, and then said to Lin Hong with suppressed anger, "Existence is reasonable. Without these people, do you want to stay to protect other civilians?"

He thought more than Lin Hong. In fact, it was these lords who she regarded as beasts who supported countless small shelters all over the world. Although the civilians under their command usually lived worse than pigs and dogs, there were still some.

It is better to have a mouthful of gruel than to be buried in the mouth of a black corpse and a black beast.

How could Lin Hong know that those on the front line fighting against the zombie hordes in the early days of the apocalypse were the scum she despised. Admittedly, they were also out for their own interests. But imagine what would happen if there were no more of these scum.

Guys, if there weren't these thousands of small shelters, how many more people would die in the human race?

No one is perfect, and the apocalyptic environment will amplify the dark side of human nature. Therefore, as long as he is not a demon who takes pleasure in killing people like Asanda, Lang Hua can accept it.

Who said that Lin Hong ignored his question.

She held the ax with one hand, pointed it at Zhang Ling from a distance, and asked: "You said they were voluntary, right? Then let me ask you, did I do it voluntarily when I was knocked unconscious today? Did those people in the cellar do it voluntarily too?

!”

When Zhang Ling heard this, his eyes widened and he was speechless.

Noticing Zhang Ling's reaction, Lang Hua's heart sank, knowing that Zhang Ling must be hiding some secrets from him.

Lin Hong then took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack: "City Lord Zhang, you are stalling for time, are you waiting for your noble support?"

"This...is...nothing."

Unexpectedly, Lin Hong turned around and rummaged through the woven bag, found a head dyed with yellow hair, and threw it in front of Zhang Ling.

"Let's see, is this the noble person you were waiting for?" Lin Hong sneered, "What a pity, the noble person has become a ghost, hahaha."

"Song...Song Gongzi."

Zhang Ling was so frightened that he could not speak. Even if he could escape from Lin Hong today, could the Song family get around him?

At this time, Lang Hua also shrank his pupils and said in surprise: "Song Xu, why are you here?"

Lin Hong sneered and said: "This guy is strong on the outside but hard on the inside. He can't even resist my axe, but he dares to imitate others in picking flowers. It really makes me laugh to death."

Song Xu, was... hacked to death by you?

Wasn’t this second son of the Song family supposed to die in the assassination of Xiao Heizi in the last six years? How could he be beheaded by Lin Hong now?

For a moment, Lang Hua's mind was buzzing. In this life, he had tried his best to avoid the life-and-death conflict with the Song family, and even took Duan Hei and his brother with him to change their lives. Why was Song Xu still dead?

He couldn't help but think - if the Song family devoted all their strength to revenge, could today's Lang Hua and today's Langya City be able to withstand it?

Seeing that his backer was beheaded by Lin Hong, Zhang Ling collapsed. He hugged Lang Hua's legs and cried, tears streaming down his face, as if he regarded Lang Hua as the last straw.

"Captain Hua, save me. I'll give you this base, and I'll give you everything you like, as well as the crystal cores I saved, the potions the Song family rewarded me, and, by the way, those women.

Students are all yours..."

Lang Hua took a deep breath and tried to look kinder: "City Lord Zhang, get up and speak."

Zhang Ling raised his head and saw the distorted smile at the corner of Lang Hua's mouth, and felt a chill in his heart.

No, it wasn't a feeling, it was really cold. It was as if a cold and sharp object had invaded his heart. The pain spread in an instant and occupied every corner of Zhang Ling's body.

"ah!"

Seeing the tip of the knife protruding from Zhang Ling's back, some of his subordinates exclaimed: "Kill...kill someone."

The two shadow guards of Langya City also looked at Lang Hua in shock, only to see that the latter's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes.

"What are you doing standing still? Kill them all."

Lang Hua's voice was as cold as an ice cellar.

"Don't let anyone go"