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While Dong Cunhua was crying, a gunshot suddenly rang out, and the glass around Meng Liang was shattered. Meng Liang reacted quickly and wrapped the child with clothes, mainly to prevent the glass fragments from hurting him. In fact, if Meng Liang himself was really shot by a bullet, he would probably only lose some blood, and it would not reach the point of breaking the defense.

Who fired the gun?

Meng Liang was very angry and shouted to the outside:

"Do you really not want this child's life? If anyone shoots again, I will kill him."

Meng Liang spoke in the most vicious tone. Of course, he would not really kill the child, but just wanted to scare the people outside.

"Who fired the gun? Are you crazy? My son is still in his hands! Who fired the gun?"

Dong Cunhua shouted angrily.

Wang Anmin's face also looked very bad, and his head shook and looked around.

Behind a tree not far away, a girl just put down the gun in her hand.

It was obvious that she fired it.

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And everyone is familiar with this girl, Dong Cunhua’s cousin, Xu Jialu.

Dong Cunhua also saw her cousin, so she called out to her:

"What are you doing? Your nephew is in there."

Xu Jialu's face looked a little unnatural, but she still spoke in a very cold tone:

"Sister, the bad guys have controlled my nephew now, what else can we do? We can't let him take the food out of the city, and we don't know how this person got in. I just had someone close the roof.

The roof is one of the defense props of this town, air defense, and looks like a layer of transparent glass, but it is thinner than glass, as if there is nothing on it.

Under normal circumstances, it is not closed, because it plays a protective role while isolating the air to some extent, not completely isolating.

It's just that when it is closed, people hiding in the city will feel stuffy.

Therefore, it is usually open, and only when there is danger, the roof will be closed.

Xu Jialu seemed to have thought of the key point, so she continued to speak.

"We don't know how he got in. If he takes the food out of the city, the gate will be opened. If the gate is opened, what if his accomplices rush in? By then, our resting place, our city full of good people will be destroyed. "

Everyone woke up immediately after hearing this, and nodded that what Xu Jialu said made a lot of sense.

"Yes, the people outside are like hungry wolves. We have never experienced the end of the world here. We are just little sheep."

"Don't let this man go. I feel that he doesn't just want a few days of food. He must want our city."

"Yes, yes, the so-called possession of a treasure is a crime. We have such a good place, and others will definitely spy on it. We have to protect ourselves."

"Kill him, kill the people inside, and then kill all the outsiders. I said that we can't accept outsiders, but you just don't listen. The people outside are all demons.

"I knew it a long time ago. How could those people who can survive the doomsday be good people?"

Everyone started with one thing and another, but later they all became very excited.

Dong Cunhua didn't expect things to turn out like this, which made her a little unacceptable.

I can only go to find my husband.

Wang Anmin's face was livid, and he finally spoke.

"Yes, my cousin's words make sense, and everyone's ideas are right. Although this is my son, I can't ignore everyone's safety for him... But he is my son after all, and he is also a life. Why not, let everyone choose."

As he spoke, Wang Anmin took out a wooden stick in the yard and drew a line on the ground with the stick.

"Those who agree to exchange my son for physical objects can stand on this side, and those who disagree can stand on the other side. We will give everyone the right to choose."

"No!"

Dong Cunhua was of course reluctant.

She looked at her husband with hatred.

"How can you make such a decision?"

Wang Anming was also in pain.

"Dear, there is no way, I am the mayor"

"You are the mayor, you have done a lot of good things, but you are also a father, you can't give up your son, since you gave him life, you can't take him so lightly."

Meng Liang was holding the child in the room, watching the couple yelling outside, and felt that there must be a black line on his forehead.

Damn it, I am robbing you, can you please respect me? You are out there filming a film, a sentimental sitcom?

At this time, the old man began to organize and said:

"Since that's the case, let's vote."

In this way, it was equivalent to skipping Dong Cunhua and agreeing to this decision.

As soon as the words fell, some insignificant people first stood aside and directly voted not to care about the child;

Then some prestigious people also went over;

Then came the managers;

Finally, the relatives of the child.

Of course, there were different levels, and people in different levels had different facial expressions. For example, the relatives of the child looked very sad, helpless, pitiful, and innocent.

And the managers had a righteous look on their faces, but also a sad, helpless and innocent expression, as if they were reluctant to part with the child, but they had to do this for the benefit of everyone.

As for those who are expected to be prestigious, they just bowed their heads and refused to give in. They felt guilty.

Those who are not important are very excited, and they seem to want to take action immediately.

After that, the mayor Wang Anmin also resolutely stood over. When he came to that side, he really gave up his son, and only Dong Cunhua was left standing on the other side.

This is a very complicated issue.

In fact, there is no real justice. People's consciousness exists for their own interests.

After all, these people choose interests, even including Wang Anmin.

Meng Liang thinks that Wang Anmin is just smart enough. He chose the strong side and gave up his weak son.

You can say that he is selfless, or you can say that he is selfish and ruthless.

Of course, Dong Cunhua is not right. For the sake of his son, he wants to give up everyone for his own selfish interests. This idea is also wrong, regardless of anything.

There is no twists and turns at all. Everything should be spoken by strength. This is the rule of doomsday.

Meng Liang finally let go of the little kindness in his heart. He knew that he was facing just a group of ordinary people. What a saint, it's just bragging.

We are all human beings, so don't hide it, the law of the jungle is just right.

So Meng Liang carried the boy and left the room.

The boy stopped crying. He hid in Meng Liang's arms and looked at everyone outside with wide eyes.

He is already 6 years old and has grown up in the apocalypse for more than a year. It can be said that he is different from the children before the apocalypse. He is a little precocious.

So he understands that the uncles and aunts have given up on him, which makes him very unhappy.

So he doesn't think Meng Liang is a danger at this moment, because danger is everywhere.

"Okay, okay, I'm so annoyed. I'm going to tell you one last time. I don't care what you choose. Prepare a few days of food for me. I'm going to pull it out of the city soon. I will kill anyone who wants to resist directly without mercy."