Global Famine: Starting from Inheriting a Thousand-Acre Farm

What happened?

Boss Wang and the others were shocked.

"Zombies!" someone shouted over there.

Are the zombies coming out?

Then there were many screams.

The sound came from the direction where the wounded were resting.

Boss Wang grabbed his gun and ran over.

Several other patrolmen also rushed over anxiously.

Yes.

One of the injured guys really turned into a zombie-like appearance.

That was the man who was bitten on the face in a fight with rats.

His wounds were all wrapped in bandages. At this time, he looked like a mummy, with red light in his eyes and some inconvenience in his movements, but he was biting someone's face with his mouth!

The man originally wanted him to change the bandage, but he was bitten on the face by him.

Boss Wang noticed that the man's nails had become longer, and he really looked like a zombie.

The crowd immediately became chaotic.

"Are there really zombies? At first I thought what was uploaded on the Internet was not real. Fortunately we didn't eat rat meat! That was a rat bite, right? Will people bitten by rats become zombies?"

"Have you been bitten?"

"I haven't!"

"Everyone, disperse quickly, don't get bitten by him. There are still some wounded people there, are they all bitten by him?"

People were talking about it.

Some brave people stepped forward to pull the man away.

But the man bit back.

Even if he didn't bite, the man's nails were too sharp, and he actually cut a person's clothes directly.

"Hiss-he really turned into a zombie!"

People noticed that white foam began to come out of the man's mouth.

"Is it rabies?"

Someone poured cold water on him.

But the man didn't show any symptoms of being afraid of water.

It seems that it is not rabies.

Then it can only be a zombie.

"Is God really going to kill us all?!"

Despair came in waves.

A few days ago, they were just rats, but now they have to face zombies!

How can they accept this?

Boss Wang had already rushed over, and without saying a word, he raised his gun and shot at the man.

"Old Wang, what are you doing? You are killing people!" someone shouted.

But the bullet shot at the man, and not much blood flowed out.

The blood in his body seemed to become very, very thick, and the color was a little black.

The bullet shot at him, but it did not cause much reaction at all. The man was still biting the man's face and shaking his head like a mad dog.

"Hurry up and pull him away! Help!" the man shouted.

Help?

Who dares to go forward and pull him away now?

A dozen bullets could not kill the man.

No one dared to go forward.

"Kill them!" The missionary suddenly rushed over and said loudly.

As he said this, he snatched the gun from a guard who was hesitating, raised it and shot at the man.

This time he shot directly in the head.

The heads of the man and the one he was biting were all smashed to pieces.

Many people vomited.

It was too miserable!

"You...you killed them! That man didn't turn into a zombie!" Several people stood up to accuse the missionary.

The missionary snorted, "It's only a matter of time! How can he not turn into a zombie after being bitten by a zombie? The moment he turns into a zombie, it's too late. There are still some people who need to be cleaned up, these people..."

There were more than a dozen wounded there.

At this time, their faces changed completely.

Because everyone was staring at them.

Suddenly, one person's eyes turned red, the corners of his mouth began to twitch, and then white foam couldn't stop coming out of his mouth.

"Another one!" Someone exclaimed.

The missionary had a cold face, held the gun forward, and aimed a shot at the mutated wounded man's eyebrows.

"Let...let...let me go..." The man's whole body began to twitch.

It can be seen that he will turn into a zombie soon.

The missionary didn't say anything, he just gently pulled the trigger, and a bullet ended the man's life.

All the wounded were scared and shrank to one side.

At this time, someone else began to mutate.

The missionary had a cold face throughout the whole process, pointed the gun at the man again, and shot him.

Bang!

Another person died.

He shouted loudly: "These people must be cleared out!"

The wounded who had not yet started to mutate were all scared.

"No, you can't kill us! We are still human!"

"Please, let us go!"

"Dad! Dad! Are you there? They are killing me! He really wants to kill me! I am not a monster, nor a zombie!"

The wounded cried loudly.

Several old men stood up.

"It's too unjust! You can't kill them. You are killing people, it's illegal!"

"That's my son! Who did my son hurt?"

The old man even wanted to grab the gun from the missionary.

But he was kicked away by the missionary.

Everyone around was silent.

The missionary said coldly: "If we don't kill them, they will become zombies, what should we do?"

The people around him didn't dare to say anything.

At this time, they all understood that the missionary was right.

Those people must die.

"No, you can't kill us! Let's leave, okay? Let's go!"

The wounded began to think of ways to save themselves.

Someone else said: "Why don't you tie us up first?"

"Leave, I want to leave!"

Even if I become a zombie, it's better than being killed on the spot, right?

They all tried to find a way.

The missionary didn't say anything.

Just looked at them coldly.

Because at this time he found that there were no bullets in the gun.

Boss Wang took a deep breath and walked over, "Now they haven't become zombies, if we kill them now..."

The missionary glanced around, and then said coldly: "What do you think? What do you want to do?"

No one spoke.

He took a deep breath, walked slowly to the guy whose gun he had taken away, pulled out the bullet, "Give me a new bullet."

The man didn't dare to speak, and silently handed the unit price to the missionary.

It's good for someone to kill for him.

"We really leave! We're leaving now!"

Several wounded who were not so seriously injured began to leave.

The missionary changed the unit price, turned his head and looked at them coldly.

Then,

pull the trigger.

One after another fell down.

Crying and screaming sounded.

Some relatives were wounded, and several had fainted.

Some wanted to rush out to block the missionary, but were held back.

One even stretched out his foot to trip someone.

In a blink of an eye, all the wounded were executed.

The missionary didn't even look at the crying guys, but said coldly: "Pile the bodies together and burn them with gasoline!"

Boss Wang exhaled deeply.

At this time, he suddenly realized, has this guy succeeded in seizing power?