Picked a Killer as My Wife

"Pop!" Tang Xiaolong slapped the table heavily, and said angrily: "You are clearly robbing, and you are talking about cooperating shit!"

"Snatch? Kid, don't you say it so bad! If it is divided according to the administrative geography before the end of the world, the headquarters of my Yinyangmen is here in Beitang! Who is robbing whom?" Yin Yang sneered. .

"Don't think that the Yin Yang Gate is the top ten legions, our heavens will be afraid of you! If you have the ability, let us go!" Tang Xiaolong said angrily.

"Xiaolong, one less sentence!" Li Tian stopped Tang Xiaolong, poured a glass of wine for Yin Yang, and then said: "I don't know how the Yin master wants to cooperate? Is it just for land?"

"Yes! You go out, I go out! Then we work together. You know, three years ago, this Beitang was the largest scientific research city in the northwest region, and Beitang has a lot of talents. After I established Yinyangmen, I was fortunate to be here. Thousands of people have been rescued from Beitang. Unfortunately, in three years, these people died for various reasons, and now only five to six hundred people are left."

Five or six hundred people, the best in all walks of life, their strength is now, this martial artist is in charge, and everything is focused on the use of force to solve problems in the end times, it is not very prominent.

But what about five years, ten years? Wait until the zombie crisis is controlled, or even the zombie problem is solved?

Then these five or six hundred people will become invaluable.

"Why do you want to cooperate with me? You have a research team of five or six hundred people, which is of great benefit to your Yin-Yang Sect." Li Tian asked.

"Why?" Yin Yang stretched out his finger and tapped on his masked face, and continued: "The zombie virus will not be resolved in one day, and I will live under this dark iron shell one day. I hate it. This kind of life with a mask!"

"In our Yinyangmen headquarters, the living people are only a few hundred people, more of them are corpses and mourning soldiers! These people stay at my Yinyangmen. In a few years, they will eventually become corpses and mourning soldiers! And Only by finding a suitable place for them to live, so that they do not need to worry about survival, do not need to live with fear, can they fully stimulate their potential."

"And Beitang Inner City is unintentionally the most suitable place. Moreover, I heard that your people have come to the fore in the study of zombies!" Yin Yang said.

Although Yin Yang had a strong personal desire, this did not affect Li Tian's heart toward Yin Yang.

"Okay! I will cooperate with you!" Li Tian stretched out his hand to Yin Yang, "Happy cooperation!"

...

The next day, Yinyangmen headquarters, four or five floors underground.

This place is like hell, shrouded in darkness all year round, the lights in the corridor are always so dim, people don't know what year and month the outside world is now, nor whether it is day or night.

In such an environment, rows of prison-like rooms lived with people who had escaped from Beitang.

These people, men and women, young and old, are all skinny and ragged, and they are still full of a smell. And because these people do not see the sun all year round, the pale yellow skin is now all white without exception, an unhealthy white.

"Get up all, get up all!" Several mourners knocked on the doors and windows with iron rods in their hands, waking up these sleeping people.

"Get up, I will send you to a good place today!" said the mourners.

These people looked a little dull, and after walking out of the room, they stood obediently in front of the door like prisoners. After waiting for everyone else to walk out of the room, they walked down the stairs to the ground under the leadership of the soldiers.

"Where is this going to take us? Is it going out to let the wind out and bask in the sun?"

"That's not right, just after the sun this week, is it going to let us go?"

"Just now those mourners said they would take us to a good place? Wouldn't it be...?"

Walking out of the headquarters of Yinyangmen, the wind is sunny outside, and the grass is everywhere, and the birds and flowers are fragrant.

"Don't stop, keep walking!" the mourners shouted.

Although these people were puzzled in their hearts, they did not dare to resist, and could only continue to follow the first few mourners.

Soon they saw a zombie in the distance slowly moving and walking towards them.

These people immediately screamed in horror, and some even cried.

"Dear brothers, let us go in, let's go back to work overtime and do research, please!"

"Stop talking nonsense, just follow along!" those mourning soldiers said impatiently.

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

Several figures flashed out from the group of zombies, rushing to the zombies quickly, and beheading the low-level zombies in two ways.

It's been ten minutes or so, but they are still following the lead mourning soldier, and they don't mean to stop at all.

And every time there are zombies, those zombies will quickly behead the zombies, and will not let the zombies enter within a hundred meters of these people.

Seeing that the zombies were solved one by one by the soldiers, the hearts of these people finally settled down.

These people breathed the fresh air greedily, stretching their waists.

"Brother Sangbing, where are we taking us?" an old man asked with a little trembling behind the Sangbing in front.

"Heaven!" The soldier said coldly.

The old man staggered and almost fell.

"Big...Big brother, can I not go to heaven! I haven't lived enough yet!"

"Yes! You just turn around and walk back now, no one will stop you!" The soldier said.

The old man actually cried: "Woo, we have been walking for more than an hour. If I walk back, what if I encounter a zombie on the road?"

"Then you will really go to heaven!"

"Uncle Han, are you so afraid of death at your age? What about him, even if you die now, at least we will die in the sun. It is better than those who commit suicide underground!" Behind the old man Said a man in his forties.

The old man cried for a while and saw that everyone was still following the funeral, and he calmed down slowly.

During this period, people kept coming out of the large team, ran to the nearby willow tree, folded a few weeping willow branches, weaved them into a hat and put them on their heads.

Some women walked into the grass, picked a small yellow wild flower from the grass and put it on their heads.

Soon they left the grass and walked into the steel forest in Beitang.

"Back again! It seems we are going to die in Beitang!" I don't know who said such a sentence.

The happy atmosphere in the crowd immediately disappeared, replaced by a sad face.

Old Han walked in this familiar and unfamiliar city, muttering words in his mouth, and said to himself: "There is a man-made lake over there. I took my granddaughter to fish there; there is a park in front of me. The little granddaughter flew a kite..."

While talking, Old Han shed tears again.

"Die, die, die! Reunion with your family is also good!"

At this time, the mourner who was walking in front suddenly shouted: "I will be here soon! You can enter the city!"

"Enter the city? We want us to take the initiative to feed the zombies! Why don't we run away now! Maybe there is still a way to survive!" Someone thought in his heart.

On the wall above the city gate, a person suddenly appeared, and that person shouted, "Welcome you home!"

"Crunchy"

The thick-walled city gate was pulled open from inside, and a dozen humans came out inside, posing a welcoming gesture.

"This Beitang has been returned by humans!"

"Oh my God! We...we... actually got to heaven"

Everyone cried for joy almost instantly.