my skynet wife

The morning sun shines through the east-facing windows on everything in the house. The dust raised during the battle has not yet fallen. Those windows that were torn by bullets have white gauze hanging down. It's like

A lonely old woman with gray hair under the sunset.

"Xiaomei..."

Xiao Li's lips moved, and he looked in disbelief at Jiang Mei's face, which seemed to be dead. His grievance became more serious at this time, making him feel like crying. However, between his eyes,

My heart was filled with the bitter smell of gunpowder, but not a single tear could come out.

His lips moved, and Xiao Lizi looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. Just a few minutes ago, they were planning to have breakfast, and their stomachs were filled with Jiang Mei's stubborn father who wanted to save supplies.

I was replaced in Xi'an, and I felt a little resentful because of it.

But now, the wife's young body fell to the ground, and the bright summer sunshine shone on her body, but she did not move.

His wife could no longer act coquettishly. He was too cautious and would not be gentle. The woman suggested that he not use a treadmill but also modify a bicycle to generate electricity. Looking at his wife's long and messy hair, half of her body was covered.

His face looked as if she was sleeping. However, the face that once attracted his attention was now as pale as the clouds in the sky.

Little Plum swallowed hard, wondering if he should wake her up. Maybe she was just waiting for his call in the early morning sleep. But Little Plum, like usual, didn't want to wake her up easily.

She sleeps in.

In the biochemical apocalypse, as little people, no one’s life is easy. People like Jiang Mei, who want to take their parents out of Xi’an, have to get up early and stay up late in the city of Xi’an, risking huge risks.

Risk, walking among the zombies.

You must know that the "explorers" in Xi'an are not like the "explorers" of the "H City Base System" who can call for military help and rescue at any time. No one cares about their life or death, even

If they die, for Xi'an's "Xi'an Reconstruction Management Committee", it will just cost them some food and hire a few mercenaries to try to get the "Explorer Armor" back.

Xiao Lizi felt that his legs were weak, and he looked around as if to help. Although he knew clearly in his heart that no one would help them. Even if there was anyone, they were just their enemies. Even if they were staying for freedom,

The other survivors outside the city are hoping that if someone else suffers, they can take the opportunity to get an extra "Explorer Suit".

"They're all a bunch of idiots!"

Xiao Lizi thought of other survivors like him. Everyone was hostile to others, so everyone was eager to get the "Explorer Suit" from others. No one tried to help others resist those "Xi'an

The mercenaries dispatched by the "Reconstruction Management Committee" only hope that they are the fish that slipped through the cracks.

The reason why Xiao Lizi wants to call them idiots is because they never imagined that if everyone united, they would not be hurt like this. If everyone formed a big "family" and someone took turns to watch the night, then no one would need to face each other.

Faced with the miserable situation in front of me.

"Evil triumphs because good people stand by and do nothing!"

For some reason, looking at his wife's pale cheeks and looking at the mercenaries approaching with guns, Xiao Lizi vaguely thought of this sentence from the movie "Tears of the Sun". He didn't know clearly.

The actual source is as follows.

“The only thing that is necessary for the victory of evil is for good men to stand by and watch” – Edmund Burke

But now looking at the blood on his wife's body, he seemed to have understood something. With his fingers trembling, he did not lean down to check his wife's injuries, because suddenly he understood what he should do. He was originally

He let go of the gun and was now hanging by his side on a tactical gun belt.

"Damn guy, these scourges shouldn't be in the world, maybe I should..."

The corners of his eyes suddenly contained evil spirits. Yes, Xiao Lizi finally figured it out and finally knew what his life would be like in the future. He would lie down outside the survivors' residence outside the city every morning.

, and then use binoculars to search for the figures of those mercenaries. If you find one, kill one until one day you can kill all the members of the "Xi'an Reconstruction Management Committee".

"If I were a man, then I should not let those evil people continue to stay in the world, Xiaomei, otherwise how could I be worthy of your love for me..."

However, his trembling fingers did not touch the gun. When he thought of his wife's "love" for him, his legs that were already nervous finally bent down. At this time, he no longer cared, as the hired gun approaching him was approaching.

Soldiers. He wanted to take a good look at his wife, even though the lovely smile was no longer on her pale face, even though she would never complain about him so coquettishly again.

But he hopes that before her soul leaves, he can still know that he still loves her deeply. Even in this biochemical apocalypse, when many people have turned into beasts and wantonly laughed at the kind-hearted survivors. He

I really want my wife's soul to leave this world peacefully. At least she must understand that her soul is marked with his eternally nostalgic gaze.

"Don't move... don't move..."

The gun was pointed at the head of a young man wearing an "explorer suit" who was kneeling next to his wife. The mercenaries were shouting and arrogant as if they were facing a formidable enemy, because they were approaching in a short period of time.

It has been discovered that if the person in front of him runs away, he will eventually become a disaster for the "Xi'an Reconstruction Management Committee".

Xiao Lizi, who was pointed at the gun, was not intimidated by those ferocious shouts. At this moment, his eyes were full of tenderness, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and finally he opened his grin into a crying look. There was a lot of blood in his eyes.

There were cloudy tears, and then they finally broke through the dam made of eyelashes.

"Xiaomei...!"

When the words came out of his mouth that had become unintelligible because he was about to cry, Xiao Lizi raised his face. The morning sun shone on his face, and a stream of tears fell down his face. He was like a lonely child, his face

Bewildered by the approaching disaster.

"Xiaomei...if you...leave me alone..."

When he thought about the future, in the dark time of the end of life, with no light at all, and he would be left alone to face the endless darkness, Xiao Lizi could no longer bear such sadness. He ignored the dignity of a man,

He didn't care about anything else. He just knelt beside his wife, raised his face and let out a man's low and thick "Woo-Woo" cry.

This could not infect or move the mercenaries who came to him. Two of them looked at Little Plum with weapons in their hands, while the others held guns and searched the warehouse "system" composed of the entire bedroom.

"Hey, now that he's developed, this guy can really save things! There are a lot of bullets, enough for us to use for a long time!"

As shouts came from other bedrooms, the two people holding guns looking at Xiao Lizi smiled with satisfaction. At this time, they were not worried about the zombies, because Jiang Mei, who had just been hit, was killed by Xiao Lizi again.

The person hit had already died due to the incurable damage caused by the "black heart bullet". Yongwei's teammates were quite satisfied with this arrangement, because if he died, the "fugitive" in this room would have accumulated as much property as

One less person to share.

Every time we catch a "fugitive" who looks like the one before us, although the rewards provided by the "Xi'an Reconstruction Management Committee" feel good, there are often things in the houses of these "fugitives" that are like gold mines in this biochemical apocalypse.

wealth.

After the two people confiscated Xiao Lizi's weapons, they went to take care of the dead man. In fact, no one wanted to care about the dead man. Even in the good old days when there were no zombies, the so-called colleagues were just dog-eat-dog objects. Between colleagues

The relationship is not important at all, the important thing is to know how to have a good relationship with the leaders. As for work, what does it have to do with them?

On the contrary, breaking the neck and throwing it outside to feed the zombies will make the zombies forget about the gunshot they just heard.

The two people who had finished their work sat on Xiao Lizi's bed. They looked at the man who had lowered his head but was still sobbing. One of them looked as if there was no one else around and turned a blind eye to the tragic things in front of him. The other turned his face away, probably because he was disgusted.

Little Plum's crying was really too unpleasant to hear.

"Give me cigarettes and drinks!"

The speaker was holding a lot of things in his arms. Can't he enjoy some of the things in this room before they are distributed? The two mercenaries holding guns looked at the still crying little plum, took them and threw them to each other.

drinks and cigarettes.

"Hey, Nutritional Express, King Furong, no wonder this guy and that woman are fighting so hard. If I had something like this, I would fight hard if someone robbed it!"

The other person who took the drink and cigarette didn't smile at all. It could even be seen that his eyes were a little melancholy. It might even be that the words he just said robbed him.

Yes, in the biochemical apocalypse, the things in his hands are great enjoyments. Just like these cigarettes and drinks, what's the problem if you take them back and exchange them for dozens of steamed buns? Of course, he also keenly grasped another problem.

, that is, the man and woman in this room are not the type of people who enjoy themselves.

At least after I came in, I found no ashtrays or empty drinks bottles. You must know that in the biochemical apocalypse, all the man-made objects in the past are very strange. Don't look at a small drink bottle, even if it is empty at this time

, that is also a container of great use.

Hearing his companion's words, he subconsciously touched his gun, and then his throat let out a sigh of approval.

"Where is it..."