The Walking Dead: Rules of Survival

"Help, help..." The voice sounded like a child? Shen Xue and I looked at each other and hurriedly got out of the car with our knives drawn. Suotian and the others and Xu Shu, who was playing with Rongrong in the yard, also hurried.

came out.

Suotian made a gesture to signal everyone to be quiet, and at the same time he quickly ran forward. Not far ahead was a corner of the road. If you walked in, you would have entered the village. We were currently on the opposite road at the outermost edge of the village.

The place closer to the inside.

As soon as Suotian ran to the side of the road and turned around to look at the alley, he immediately stopped. Then a teenage boy jumped out from there, shouting randomly and leading the way.

Crying with deep fear.

Suotian pulled the boy behind him, drew out his dagger and rushed into the alley.

We hurriedly lowered our steps and followed. The child seemed to be frightened. He stood straight on the spot facing the alley and cried in panic. He unconsciously shouted, 'Help, help.'

I ran at the front, and the moment I turned around the alley, my energy suddenly froze, and I didn't understand the current situation.

Deep in the alley, Suotian stood with his back to us. There were several walking corpses lying on the ground in front of him, and on the other side of the corpses across the several walking corpses, there were two or three walking corpses standing there.

Ten people holding hoes and kitchen knives were looking at the silent Suotian with wary faces. A group of us appeared at the entrance of the alley and were quickly noticed by them.

They seemed to be more alert, and the weapons in their hands were unconsciously raised a little higher. This was probably due to the vulgar mentality of people who wear shoes and look down on bare feet. I looked at the various weapons in their hands and couldn't help but secretly think to myself.

Do cold weapons still want to fight against our modern weapons?

"Who are you?" One of them, a young man wearing glasses and estimated to be under thirty years old, asked in a serious tone.

Suotian just stood there without answering his words. The bearded man who followed him shouted loudly: "Who do you care about me?"

The bespectacled man ignored the bearded man. After scanning the group of us, he glanced at Suotian and asked stubbornly again: "Who are you?"

Suotian pursed his lips for a long time before speaking slowly: "For those who are passing by, stay here for two days."

The man with glasses nodded, his expression still wary: "Did you come yesterday? Did you also search the village?"

After Suo Tian hummed, he stared at the man with glasses and said, "We must ensure safety."

Before the man with glasses could say anything, the people standing behind him started to explode. They all said some words for us to leave quickly. Maybe in their eyes, we are just a group of people who are ignorant of the current world, driving arrogantly.

With so many cars entering the village for no reason, will it bring them any trouble? For example, will the noise we create bring walking corpses...

Looking at the weapons in their hands, the clean clothes on their bodies, and the expressions of fear on the fallen zombies, it is not difficult to guess that this group of people must have been hiding when they can, and will never fight with the zombies.

A direct approach.

During this period, I noticed that a middle-aged woman standing next to the man with glasses looked very flustered and kept looking behind us.

I followed her line of sight and saw that the little boy just now was still standing there, with a dull and panicked expression on his face. I felt for a moment... Is she the child's mother? But... compared with this boy's age, she is slightly older.

I was a little older. I glanced back and forth a few more times, and my eyes suddenly stopped on the face of the man with the eyes. I quickly glanced at the boy and the middle-aged woman...I suddenly understood that these three people were a family.

This woman's two children really look like her.

He turned around and walked towards the little boy in the alley, when a loud bearded voice came from behind him: "I won't leave yet, what can you do? If you keep spouting such nonsense, I'll blow your skulls off."

Without looking back, I heard the anger of those people from the sound of the bespectacled man's clanging weapons.

"Old Chang, can you please stop getting angry? The boss hasn't spoken yet. You are the only one who can yell!" This time it was the middle-aged man's voice.

I walked over to the boy and squatted down. Although the boy was obviously frightened, fortunately he still responded to my arrival. His eyes that were staring blankly ahead finally focused the moment he turned his head.

gathered on my face.

I smiled a big smile that I thought was kind and asked, "What's your child's name?"

The boy looked at me timidly, his eyes kept looking at the people not far away, and his mouth moved for a while before he answered me in a low voice: "My name is Zhang Jiale."

"Jia Le?" I smiled and tried to touch his head. Zhang Jiale was a little scared at first and shrank his neck back. Later, he probably thought I had no ill intentions, so he just stood there with his head down and said nothing.

Children are like this. Compared with adults, they are always less wary and hostile towards others. As long as you give them a kind expression, they will internally regard you as a good person and firmly believe in it.

I pointed at the woman not far away and asked him: "Jia Le, tell sister, is that person over there your mother?" After saying that, I always felt that there was something strange about this sentence. After thinking about it for a while, I found that I couldn't laugh or cry.

Being called Aunt Rongrong all the time, I am really not used to calling myself sister.

Zhang Jiale looked over there and nodded. He seemed to want to go back to his mother, but since our people were facing the alley and confronting his mother and those people, he just didn't understand the situation and was vaguely aware of the situation.

I understand that I shouldn’t step forward without permission.

I followed his gaze and smiled: "Why is Jiale being chased by a zombie today?"

Hearing this, Zhang Jiale trembled suddenly, glanced at the corpses on the ground in front of the crowd, and turned away his eyes awkwardly: "I opened the door of Uncle Wang's house, and Uncle Wang rushed out. Uncle Wang wanted to

Bite me, grandma and the others saw it and told me to run away." Probably because Zhang Jiale had not recovered yet, Zhang Jiale's language organization was very messy, but after all, he was only a teenager, so I patted his head and said:

"You're doing the right thing. Remember, no matter who wants to bite you next time, you have to run away quickly, you know?"

Zhang Jiale didn't answer, his eyes were already looking through the crowd, looking for his mother. I sighed, stood up, took his hand and said, "Let's go, sister will take you to your mother's place."

Whenever there is a child in a group of people, you only need to establish a good communication relationship with that child, and then other people will naturally lower their vigilance and rejection of you.

For example, it's like if you are a guest at someone else's house, and if you compliment them on how beautiful the house is or how delicious the food is, it won't arouse much response from the host, but if you compliment them on how their children are, they will.

He will eagerly invite you to chat all night long, and at the end of the day, he will feel that the chat is not enough, and will ask you to meet next time. This metaphor may not be so appropriate now, but in the end, it is the truth.

The reason why I came to talk to Zhang Jiale is to use him to solve the current situation as simply as possible. This group of people are guarding such a village and don’t want outsiders to disturb us, and we must live there. In this way, one party cannot

If we don't give in, we will definitely not be the one to give in. Not to mention that it is still snowing, and the conditions on the road cannot allow us to get on the road safely. But with our combat power being many times stronger than theirs, there is no reason to compromise.

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But having said that, we just want to survive, not be gangsters and robbers. We still hope to have something to say as much as possible.

I pulled Zhang Jiale through the crowd of people in black and stood next to Suo Tian at the front and stopped.

After a while, the situation between the two parties seemed to have not changed for the better. The bearded man still had to curse, and the crowd on the other side was still restless. Suo Tian was silent, with no expression on his face, and the man with the eyes was from behind from time to time.

The man pulled and whispered something.

But after seeing me dragging Zhang Jiale over, her expression suddenly changed. The woman also suddenly became nervous. The restlessness on the other side gradually began to subside. Everyone intentionally or unintentionally looked between Zhang Jiale and me.

Looking back and forth, they seemed to be worried about something. I knew that they were worried that I would use Zhang Jiale to achieve some purpose of threatening them.

Although it is true that I want to take advantage of this child, it is definitely different from what they think.

I scanned the crowd, grinned at the people in the front, pulled Zhang Jiale forward and said, "The child is scared. The world is so uneven, so you have to take good care of the child.

Look at how much they are crying, it makes me heartbroken."

The woman originally wanted to rush forward and hug her son, but as if something suddenly occurred to her, she stopped and looked back hesitantly to glance at the man in the eyes. It wasn't until the man in glasses looked me up and down countless times and nodded to her.

, she rushed forward and hugged Zhang Jiale.