Doomsday pawn

Second floor of Guquan Clothing Store,

Among the dirty, smelly clothes on the floor, the four of them, Wei Lai, were pulling at each other's tags.

After packing up his new clothes, Wei Lai straightened his collar and picked up a rubber band used to put clothes on. After handing one to Gardenia, he tied the remaining rubber band around his hair.

.

cut!

When Li Wu saw that he didn't deserve it, he pouted and said nothing more. After all, he and Shitou both had flat heads. Even after a few months, their hair was just a little bit sloppy, and they weren't even there yet.

Cover your eyes.

Unlike Wei Lai, who lives like a semi-non-mainstream person on weekdays, over time, he becomes almost like a semi-savage.

Since Gardenia said two words in the sea of ​​flowers yesterday, she has returned to her previous state of silence. She shook her head and did not answer, her hair still disheveled.

Li Wu didn't dare to tease this fierce elder sister who usually kept silent. But for Wei Lai, he didn't care so much.

When Wei Lai finished tying his hair, he ruffled the bun that was about one finger long and grinned, "Your little bun is so cute!"

"Go away...don't make me slap you!" Wei Lai waved Li Wu's arm away and kicked him on the butt.

Since this group of people came out early this morning, they began to search the town center from one side. They wanted to find the zombie with unknown strength, but the sun was high and Gray Eye had killed several waves.

, not even the shadow of that guy in the dark was seen.

Li Wu, who was jumping to avoid it, stepped to the window, looked downstairs and said with a smile: "Hey, let's keep going forward."

He was as happy as he had dodged the kick, as if he had taken advantage. But before he could take back his bared teeth, a white light quickly flashed from behind him.

Unprepared, he was kicked out by a stone standing beside him.

"Brother Wu, be careful, there is a sniper targeting you!"

That quick and vigorous kick, coupled with the righteous shout, immediately stunned Wei Lai, who was still about to speak.

"Are you sick? You kicked him to pieces again."

After reacting, Wei Lai banged the stone behind the wall, quickly pulled up Li Wu who was rubbing his waist on the ground, and asked with concern: "Are you okay, Wu Zi?

"

Then he rushed to the stunned Shitou behind him and said: "Are you Biao? Where did this little sniper come from? You can't see it in the reflection of such a big mirror!"

"How many movies have these people on horseback watched? Look, they were kicked by Brother Wu! He almost hit his head into the wall."

Listening to Li Wu's miserable howling, Wei Lai's words instantly made Shitou, who thought he had made a contribution, freeze in place.

"ah?"

………

A further seven or eight hundred meters away, there is a six-story building. It is one of the few commercial buildings with more than five floors in Guquan Town.

At this time, at the window on the fourth floor, there were two people observing the situation in the distance with telescopes in their hands. They also looked at a loss after seeing the scene just now.

"Aren't they together? How can they still have sex?" Lying on the window was a wretched-looking man with a mustache. He looked at the other man next to him in confusion, and his tone of voice was full of confusion.

The man standing next to him was not very tall, but he looked extremely strong. He also carried a knife over two meters long on his shoulders. The workmanship was so rough that it looked like a Guan Dao that he had hand-welded by himself.

The man slapped the knife on the ground and replied without paying much attention to the discovery of the mustache: "Who knows? Maybe it's another infighting. But the boy who tied his hair just now looks familiar.

.Tsk, that kid squatted down too fast and didn’t even see his face clearly!”

When he said this, his head was raised slightly and his eyes were half-closed. He seemed to be recalling who in his mind matched that person's appearance.

"Fuck...that guy's face is dirty. He hasn't washed his face for at least half a month. You can tell the difference."

The mustache cursed in disgust, then raised his arm again, intending to continue to observe the situation on the other side. But when he put the telescope to his eyes, he found that the curtains on the second floor in the distance had been closed, and he could see nothing.

Not here anymore.

"Oh...these guys are quite smart."

He put down the telescope regretfully, always feeling that he had missed another opportunity to have fun.

Because Wei Lai's figure just passed by briefly and didn't stop too much at the window. So even though the man holding the sword closed his eyes and thought for a long time, he couldn't come up with anything, so he had to leave it at that.

The sturdy man who had given up reminiscing touched Mustache's shoulder with his arm: "Are you going? Or should I go?"

"Just bring two people over there," Mustache instantly understood what he meant, and immediately shook his head like a rattle. "I can't do the job of killing people and chopping up zombies, so I'd better hurry up and tell him

Boss!"

"Yes, you can't do anything except flattering me."

The sturdy man ignored the slippery loach-like mustache. He drooped his eyelids and walked out of the office, which looked quite messy with things scattered on the floor.

outside,

Not to mention the products, even the shelves that were once everywhere had been torn down. In the small open space that had been vacated in the middle, men and women lay down together.

These people are scattered and not gathered together.

Some of them were three or four people squatting in a circle, talking quietly. Some were two or three people leaning against the wall side by side, closing their eyes and concentrating. Others were alone, with their collars tight, huddled in an inconspicuous place.

in the corner.

in the air…

A strange and unpleasant smell is floating freely. It smells like rotten rice that has been left out for a long time in summer, and it also looks like the extremely harmful sour smell produced by something that has been fermented.

.

But those people seemed not to be able to smell it at all, not even doing the simple act of covering their mouths and noses. They allowed the pungent smell to irritate their nasal cavities.

And this is just the tip of the iceberg…

In the entire four floors, there are more than one large area divided like this. But the environment between them is similar, and they look the same smoky and dirty.

These people are scattered in every corner of the entire fourth floor. Although they are half-dead and look a little listless, most of them hold some life-saving "weapons" in their hands.

The better ones include kitchen knives for cutting vegetables, axes for splitting firewood, and even someone holding a sharp-edged hammer of the same style as Wei Lai.

What's even worse is the not-so-strong aluminum alloy pipes that were removed from the shelves in this mall. There are also quite a few other things like wooden clothes supports, table legs, and U-shaped locks.

Although the wiry man had long been accustomed to the scene outside the office, when he suddenly left the well-ventilated window, the sour smell that hit his forehead almost knocked him out.

Subconsciously wrinkled his nose, he pointed to a few people sitting together in front and shouted: "Xiao Dai stays, Chen Jiang will be back soon, you wait for him here. The rest of you follow me

.”

Not far away, three or four people who heard the shouts stood up one after another.

"Go away..."

"Are you blind? Didn't you block my way?"

The one walking at the front of the group looked to be in his late twenties. He kept moving forward without changing the direction from beginning to end.

Regardless of age, anyone who stood in his way was kicked hard, and with a fierce curse, a path was soon cleared in front of him.

Arriving swaggeringly behind the sturdy man, he asked excitedly: "What's up, Brother Xing, are there new people?"

The stocky man whose real name was Ding Xing looked at the young man in front of him who had gained a lot of experience. In addition to a little helplessness, there was even a trace of imperceptible disgust in his eyes.

"You guys have to take a look and decide whether you're new or not. Let's go!"

………

"Sister-in-law!"

Mustache, who had separated from Ding Xing after leaving the office, followed the stairwell to the fifth floor. He nodded respectfully and bowed to the man sitting on a high-end sofa smoking a cigarette. "A few people came from the east direction. I'll go

Tell the boss."

The man called Yi Ge didn't even raise his head: "Wait a moment, he is busy!"

Busy now?

The mustache pricked up his ears in confusion and listened carefully, then nodded quickly, turned around and faced the wall, and shut up and stopped talking.

For a while, the fifth floor was empty, and only bursts of soft chanting could be heard, melodious and gentle, tickling the heart of Mustache, who had already thought about it while facing the wall.