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For a moment, Fujiharu was distracted and almost fell off the rope, because she didn't know who fired the gun, or who was shot. She had a terrible guess in her mind, that is, the person who just shot on the roof was

Zombies are this guy’s masterpiece.

"What kind of world is this? How come people have become like this!"

At the same time, the gun in Guo Zhenbei's hand was shaking. He couldn't believe that yesterday he was still immersed in the psychological burden of killing his first person. Today he killed someone for the second time, and he directly shot a person's head with a pistol.

In front of him was a corridor where a large number of people gathered. The sound of gunfire shocked everyone, but then Guo Zhenbei raised the gun in his hand. If the other party continued to threaten, then he might have to shoot continuously.

.Let the people inside know that he does not want to be killed by anyone after surviving.

"Put down your weapon, put it down...or I'll shoot!"

When Guo Zhenbei raised his pistol and shouted, Fujiro beside him also took out the homemade small-caliber steel pellet pistol Guo Zhenbei gave him, and shouted threats with him to the people inside. The situation in front of him was heart-wrenching.

There is a kind of sadness. We are all survivors in the biochemical apocalypse. Why do we do these things of killing each other?

The person who was hit had already fallen to the ground. Because the bullet hit his head, the 54 pistol, as a military pistol, is much more powerful than a police gun.

"Put down your weapons, put them down!"

Listening to the threatening voices of the two men, Tengqing, who was slightly slower than them, sped up. She suddenly fell to the position. It was only then that she saw clearly what Guo Zhenbei and the others were facing. She did not hesitate.

Yes, he immediately took out his homemade small-caliber steel pellet pistol.

This is a long corridor that stretches in, and the corridor is crowded with people at the moment. They hold various weapons in their hands, most of which are a combination of rolling pin and kitchen knife, and at most a stainless steel pot lid to act as a shield.

It can be seen from here that the stairs leading to the roof of the building pass through here. It is only separated from here by a thick iron fence, and the zombies are blocked by the iron fence from rushing in. Needless to say, as a supermarket warehouse, that

The fence door is extremely strong. Judging from the thickness, it is made of genuine seamless frame tubes welded together. It cannot be pushed by zombies at all.

At this moment, they were making an ear-piercing cry, and their long-nailed hands stretched out from the fence door. It was obvious that the blood was irritating them, and while they were all crowded together, their bodies hit the fence, making a worrying sound.

.

The person who was beaten to death by Guo Zhenbei was wearing a police uniform and had a revolver in his hand. Fujiharu, who did not understand what happened, looked at what was happening in front of him in surprise. If Guo Zhenbei said yesterday

If beating Mr. Lin Zheng to death is not a big deal, then if you kill a policeman today, at least people will habitually think that Guo Zhenbei has broken the law.

The results of this incident were obviously not expected by the people inside and outside. The men holding weapons inside looked at each other in confusion. Some of them peeked at the pistols on the ground, looking eager to try.

"Don't move, anyone who moves will be killed!"

Fujiharu's high-pitched voice woke up the men holding various weapons inside, and the people who were originally spying on the revolver no longer took a peek. After all, the three people hanging outside the glass were all wearing helmets.

The equipment seems to be pretty good too.

In the shrill voice of Fujiharu and the roars of Guo Zhenbei and Fujilang, one or two people all put down the shabby weapons in their hands. Then they left the window far away, as if they had nothing to do with what just happened here.

Completely irrelevant.

Their retreat allowed Guo Zhenbei to come out of the shock of having just killed someone. The first time he killed someone, he might have had great psychological pressure. But if he killed the second person, he might just be shocked.

But when you kill too much, killing will no longer become a psychological burden.

Watching people leave the window, Guo Zhenbei turned the Type 54 pistol in his hand and smashed the glass window directly with the handle of the gun. Then he pointed the muzzle of the gun at the people in front of him again, and then slowly entered the house.

"There are so many living people here, at least 50 to 60 people! I didn't expect that Stefanie Yang's guess was so accurate!"

Teng Qing didn't know that Yang Yanzi would not guess. For her, guessing, something that lacked scientific basis, would never exist in her little mind. When she also got in through the window, her sharp eyes immediately

The problem was discovered.

"Zhenbei, I'm afraid he was the one who let the zombies out just now!"

Guo Zhenbei, who was still a little shocked in his heart, did not have time to look at the situation nearby. He turned around when he heard Fujiharu. He was surprised to see a rope that seemed to lead directly to the door to the top of the building.

"Who did this? Who did this? If not, I would have shot!"

A burst of anger surged in Fujiro's heart, and he pointed the gun in his hand at the group of men in front of him. However, what he did was cause the group of people on the opposite side to panic and shrink back.

It was only then that Guo Zhenbei, Fujiharu, and Fujiharu, who pointed his gun at the people in the corridor, really started to observe the guys in front of them. It was obvious that the better-dressed people should be customers, and there were a few young people.

Most of them were wearing clothes from the supermarket. Most of them were women who came to buy groceries in the afternoon.

Fujiharu counted vigorously, and most of the dozens of people were women. In fact, there were no more than 10 decent men. Looking at their expressions, Fujiharu thought that in the entire crowd, except for one of them, who was 35~

Except for a 6-year-old man who was quite well-dressed, there was no one presentable.

But that was not the case for Stefanie Yang. Through the wireless camera, she saw the current scene clearly.

"Pay attention to the well-dressed man and the guy with half of his body hidden behind him!"

Guo Zhenbei followed Yang Yanzi's words and searched the crowd. He saw the two people Yang Yanzi mentioned. The well-dressed people were a little worried when facing the pistol, but they were not afraid. And half hidden behind him

The man's eyes were always looking at the dead policeman's pistol on the ground.

"These are useless guys. I think maybe the guy you killed who plotted against us is the leader here!"

"Boom!"

At the same time that Fujiharu's voice rang on the radio, she had already broken another window.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

Lifting his mask, Fujiharu didn't face anyone else when asking questions, but only asked the well-dressed man. He probably didn't expect that Fujiharu would ask himself. After the man panicked a little, he immediately calmed down.

When he spoke, he showed a certain temperament that was completely different from ordinary people.

No matter what the origin of the guy in front of him is, he has been targeted by Fujiharu!

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