Walking Dead: Fight Till Dawn

After a long time in this way, Dabai's clothes were almost cleaned up by her.

The two of us were finally relieved.

Only then did the flat head ask what was going on.

But before Dabai and I had time to speak, Zijun's heart-piercing scream suddenly came out from the room.

My head is empty, I have heard too many screams before, almost stomping towards the house.

Flathead and Dahai were also taken aback by the yelling. They seemed to realize that something was wrong. They immediately took out their daggers and ran back to the door of the room quickly after me.

The door is not closed.

You can see the scene in the house at a glance.

If it is said that all kinds of things happening in the world are constantly changing a person, then I should have been changed by the scene before me.

In the room, Sister Hua's pupils had shrunk, and her savage face was biting Zijun's neck, who was kneeling on the ground in the dirt.

When Sister Hua violently pulled the piece of meat off her mouth, Zijun's screams had stopped.

She tilted her head, her neck lacked a large piece of meat, her blood vessels seemed to be bitten off, and blood poured out from the wound like a fountain.

Zijun looked at me standing by the door, his lips trembled, and his face was full of disbelief.

His eyes flickered continuously, filled with crying for help and fear.

Xia Xia hid in the corridor with the crying child in her arms.

The sound of the child's crying stimulated my temples to jump suddenly, and I couldn't help but want to strangle him!

The whole face was almost numb at that moment.

I seem to have lost my soul, and I look at the scene in front of me soberly.

Sister Hua gobbled down the piece of meat in her mouth, and took Zijun's arm and took another bite.

Zijun just looked at me, as if he couldn't feel another piece of meat being bitten off his arm.

After ten seconds, Zijun's eyes became more and more loose.

Looks like very sleepy and sleepy.

When she was shaking, she was about to fall to the ground.

I finally couldn't help it, "Ah!!!" yelled out! !

I don't know why I called.

I don't know why I made such a futile voice at this time.

The brain is numb, the face is numb, and the whole body is numb.

The voice is also numb.

Pingtou was the first to react, beckoning Dahai to call the others, and rushing into the room quickly, before Sister Hua had a bite of meat and swallowed it, he stabbed her deeply into the head.

The flat head dragged Zijun out of the pile of vomiting species.

I roughly wiped her with a towel.

I have been standing stiff at the door.

Zijun squinted his eyes and looked at me, his mouth moving slightly.

For a moment, it seemed to be torn apart in my heart.

His throat hurts like it was cut by a knife.

I walked over and squatted beside Zijun, ignoring the dirt on her body, and hugged her head.

Zijun slowly opened his eyes and looked at me.

It seems that he wants to raise his hand, but he has no strength.

At last she motioned for me to come closer and said a few words softly in my ear.

After I finally couldn't hear Zijun's faint breathing, I buried my head on her bitten shoulder and wept bitterly.

Even now, even if my brother was bitten to death, I didn't cry so heartbreakingly.

He was holding Zijun's body tightly, almost out of breath.

I don't know when Chen Yuan and the others came. I only know that when she arrived there were many people behind her. Among them was a woman with gray hair in a military uniform.

I tried desperately to stop my crying, but my brain could no longer control my body.

When I felt that Zijun in my arms seemed to move slightly, someone stepped forward and forcibly separated the two of us.

Then under the vague witness of my tears.

Zijun's head was brutally stabbed.

She really will never move again.

Lying on the ground, like a quiet beautiful girl.

Sister Hua's husband hurried over.

Kneeling beside Sister Hua, she cried into tears.

The women who came with him were also wiping tears.

Looking at them, for the first time in my life, I regretted what I did and wished to kill myself.

Why bother with them!

Why should I care about this woman? ! ! !

If I listen to Zijun’s advice and leave it alone, then she can still stand beside me quietly as before, no matter what I say, she will say yes.

Thinking of this, I raised my hand and slapped my face severely.

Chen Yuan on the side saw one holding my arm and his voice was serious: "He Mo, what are you doing?!"

I knelt on the ground, my eyes seemed to be out of focus.

Looking at Zijun whose face had faded.

Did she foresee in advance that this woman would bring misfortune to herself, so she stopped us several times?

The child in Xia Xia's arms has been taken away by one of the women.

This time the two of them were wiping the blood from Zijun's face.

Sister Hua's body was also removed.

A few of us were left behind, and there was a smelly house and Zijun's body in place.

Before leaving, the gray-haired woman in military uniform said to Chen Yuan, "Get ready to come and find me."

Chen Yuan nodded respectfully to her.

Zijun finally put on clean clothes,

We found a clean quilt and placed it on the ground and wrapped her inside.

Xu Yiwen followed the others late.

Entering the room, he quickly glanced at Zijun on the ground, then ran to me and knelt down, hesitantly said: "He Mo..."

I still knelt on the ground, crying constantly.

Without turning my head to look at Xu Yiwen, I said dumbly: "Zijun is dead."

Xu Yiwen's voice also brought a trace of sadness: "...Don't be too sad..."

I still tilted my head: "Zijun is dead."

Xu Yiwen glanced at me, trying to grab my hand, but I pulled it back.

Turning my head to look at him, I said: "Xu Yiwen...Zijun is dead..."

As if she couldn't help it anymore, Xu Yiwen stretched out his hand and hugged me into his arms.

My chin rested on his shoulder.

Without pushing him away, I spoke to him inaudibly, "...Zijun is dead...this incident...even more sad than you killed my child."

Xu Yiwen's body trembled suddenly.

The arm holding me suddenly loosened.

Pushed him away.

I choked and crawled towards the quilt wrapped in Zijun.

When the quilt was about to be opened, Da Bai grabbed my hand, her voice was already crying hoarse: "Farewell... let her rest in peace..."

Dabai's hands were shaking more severely than mine.

Slowly turning his head, the tears that I had never stopped surging even more.

To Dabai, I trembled, "...if...not you, if...not me...she won't die."

Dabai bit his lip firmly and nodded: "It's me...it's me...all blame me."

I insisted on keeping the spirit of Zijun for three days.

In the hot weather, Zijun's body was already stinking.

When I was buried, I dug the pit by myself.

And Dabai Xiaxia three people put Zijun in.

I filled in the soil alone.

Kneeling and sitting in front of Zijun's grave all night.

I feel like I'm almost crying blind this time.

Sure enough, before the next morning, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

In the past few days, I just drank a few sips of water and did not eat a bite of food.

When digging a hole for Zijun, the whole body was trembling weakly.

Zijun is dead.

Chen Ming is not here.

I don't know who to trust.

I don't know who to rely on.

So I can only catch the last trace of warmth that Zijun left behind. Even if I lean against her grave, it makes me feel safer than staying beside other people.

After all, there is no difference between me and that child of Sister Hua.

Both of us are insecure people.

It's just... his mother killed my friend.

When I woke up again, it was in Chen Ming's room.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, talking to Da Bai who was sitting on the opposite chair.

I didn't open my eyes and listened quietly to their conversation.

My heart was a little soft because I opened my eyes and saw Chen Ming, but because of his appearance, he felt more sad.

Da Bai seemed to have just arrived and kept repeating it, because she was nosy to bring back the bite of the woman who had killed Zijun, full of regret and helplessness, and finally there was a little cry in her voice.

Chen Ming has been listening quietly.

The middle reflexively tucked the quilt for me.

After Dabai finished speaking, he said lightly: "He Mo will understand."

Dabai shook his head: "I don't want her to understand. You know what He Mo is like. She can easily get into the horns of a horn, and she will never look back when she died. At that time, she participated in saving the woman and she would definitely not forgive this. Own, you haven’t come back these few days, she hasn’t eaten a bite of food, and stayed stubbornly at Zijun’s grave all night. Others say it’s useless. I’m afraid she will take her to Zijun’s death. I tortured myself to death."

Not long after, Da Bai left.

Chen Yuan also came to sit for a while, but asked, for example, ‘how are things going? ’’Did you see someone? After several questions like these, Chen Ming interrupted: "I still have some things to deal with. I want to know that there are still many people who can ask."

Finally, the room became quiet.

Chen Ming got up and closed the bedroom door, walked over to the bed and sat down, and said to me: "When you wake up, talk to me."

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