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"You talk a lot, let's get this done quickly so we can hunt other targets."

A man standing by the window holding a long-handled giant ax said calmly. If you look carefully, the blade of this ax feels extremely sharp.

Zhou An fell to the ground, his upper body was tied up, there was a medium-deep stab wound on his shoulder, and his whole body was covered in blood-red blood.

He gritted his teeth, with a ferocious expression, and the fat on his face was squeezed together, staring at these unknown people, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was a deep voice in his chest, with emotions such as anger, despair, hatred, and fear intertwined.

together.

All this is like a nightmare, the deepest nightmare of the night.

In the past few days, Zhou An met with a few people, found not much food, and spent a few days safely. And yesterday, he joined this group through information on the forum.

They have relatively sufficient food and manpower, and they can fortify the station to prevent zombies from coming up. As long as everyone plays their role, they will have food and can sleep relatively peacefully at night.

Everything seems to be developing in a good direction. If this continues, it won't be difficult to survive for thirty days. Everyone seems to have a smile on their face. Zhou An also feels that he has found a way out in this doomsday.

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Hope in a difficult situation is the most gratifying and energizing thing, like the sunshine in the cold winter and the dew in the desert.

But in less than half an hour, everything was destroyed and hope turned into despair.

Five people of unknown origin took advantage of the darkness to rush into their camp and start killing. Most of them died, including the leader of the camp, Wang Jianguo, who was beheaded with an ax and died tragically.

His identity in the real world is the sergeant of the police station. He has good commanding skills. He led several police officers to establish this station and found a lot of food stored in a basement.

Wang Jianguo, a few police officers, and a dozen strong and strong fighters were not even the combined enemies of these few people.

From the most fierce resistance to silent bowing, after more than half of the people died, no one resisted anymore.

Zhou An once thought that he would be a hot-blooded and bloody person, an angry young man who could fight tooth and nail at critical moments, just like in countless stories, when a man is angry, blood will be splashed five steps away.

But in fact this is not the case, he is just a coward, a coward who can only survive in a peaceful era. He can only remain silent and howl.

"What are you looking at? Tsk tsk. People in your world are really weak. They are all cowardly bugs."

Zhou An was kicked hard, rolling on the ground and hitting the wall, like a ball of garbage, his hands were tightly squeezed into a ball.

"Hey, don't say anything later, just follow us. If anyone disobeys, we will feed the zombies. You don't want to know what it feels like to be bitten to death by a zombie, hahaha."

The skinny hunter, holding a long sword and wearing gray-brown leather armor, suddenly stabbed a short-haired man on the ground through the chest with his sword, kicked him to the ground, pulled out the long sword, and cursed:

"What the hell, you started acting up after I just said that. Do you really think I was joking?"

The short-haired man was stabbed and fell to the ground twitching. He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak and was a little dazed. In fact, he didn't do anything, he didn't even move.

He understood that this person just wanted to do something for him, or to scare the monkeys, so he felt very wronged, very unlucky, and very angry.

Su Changxing squatted on the safety platform outside the building, carefully sensing the situation inside, and estimated that there were at least four hunters here. They seemed to want to tie up the more than ten people who were still alive in the house and take them to another place.

Their purpose in doing this should be to collect blood food and use humans from another world as food, just like humans used to herd sheep and raise pigs to raise living food.

However, all the people in one station were slaughtered before, and the bodies were not taken away. It seemed that some hunters were just massacring.

Maybe human flesh and blood is not necessary for these survivors, but it makes them feel good, just like taking drugs.

Su Changxing lowered his head and glanced at the silvery-white pistol in his hand, thinking about what to do. The safest way was definitely to use the pistol directly.

But once the pistol is used, all the surrounding zombies will rush here. Although Su Changxing can run away, the people in this room may not survive, which is meaningless.

So the best choice is actually to leave decisively. In this apocalyptic world, people will always die, and people will die every moment, and he can't control so much...

Su Changxing slowly picked up the long bow behind his back, a sharp look flashed across his eyebrows, and murderous intent arose in his heart.

"There is a person facing the window, holding a knife, but his position is precision person and he has certain perception ability. If you attack him sneakily, you will most likely fail. There is also a person near the left corner. You should be able to shoot it with a bow and arrow.

He, and his position is Extreme Expert, generally speaking, his perception ability is not strong, so the probability of your sneak attack being successful is not small."

The head reports its position and gives its opinion.

"I believe you once, and if you mess up, you will be insulted by your name as a true knower."

Su Changxing decisively drew the bow string and turned sideways. He could be discovered at any time in his current position. The night was long and the situation was passive. Once he was discovered, the situation would become passive.

The moment he leaned out, Su Changxing saw the scene inside the house. Several corpses were piled on the ground. Some weapons, steel knives, wooden sticks, axes, and some severed limbs were scattered about. There was a strong smell of blood.

Coming at you.

Two of the four hunters were tying up these people with rough methods, as if they were tying up some disobedient livestock, such as pigs, sheep, and cattle.

One person stood next to the opposite window, and another person stood near the corner.

Su Changxing aimed at the head of the hunter standing in the corner and loosened the fully drawn bowstring. Due to the angle, he did not immediately notice Su Changxing's presence, but felt something strange.

The hunter standing by the window saw Su Changxing immediately, but it was too late to warn him.

"Da~"

The arrow and the head were heavily nailed to the wall, piercing the bricks on the wall and kicking up a little dust.

"Under attack!"

"Who are you?"

"kill him."

Several shouts sounded at the same time, and several hunters reacted instantly, raised their weapons, and entered a battle alert state.

Su Changxing held a steel knife and stood on the windowsill, looking at them coldly, covering up part of the light. Under the moonlight, his body formed a shadow and cut into the room. The shadow was thinner than the dark shadow, like the moonlight on the gauze, which was thicker.

The people in the house fell into a daze in the face of the sudden change. They had no idea that someone would come to rescue them in such a situation and environment.

In the most desperate times, people often pray for help from gods, pray to Guanyin, pray to God, and pray to many gods who do not know whether they exist.