Walking Dead: Fight Till Dawn

After I went back, I hadn’t slept almost all night. I lay down and closed my eyes and I still jumped in my head with all kinds of hideous scenes. Most of them have been seen before, although they didn’t feel much at the time, but they left me with a deep impression afterwards. Stimulating scene.

Since I came here, I don’t know if it is due to the small and comfortable courtyard of Sister Yang. In addition, the weather is very good and warm every day. My head is a little out of my control, and I often can’t control it by myself. Recalling some things in the past, and even some moments, when I think of Chen Ming, there will be a gap of one to two seconds...

But none of this made me panic, because the peace and harmony here has deeply affected me. This is the life I want, one family, one hospital, one world.

Finally, when Xiao Wu's face appeared in my mind, I opened my eyes.

Good-looking people always have such innate privileges. She only needs a few words to make my good impression of everyone here instantly turn into suspicion.

Looks good at people's losses, I have eaten many times, but not once I have a long memory.

Sister Yang lives next door to me. Her husband just came back. It is inevitable to hear a little movement at night. To be honest, the love between husband and wife has no wicked thoughts for me, who has been married for many years, but in my heart. I hope Sister Yang’s husband is not one of the queues in front of Xiaowumen.

The next morning, before the sky was completely lit, Sister Yang had already got up, and I heard her busy in the kitchen.

After a while, she ran to clean up the yard again.

Although not sleeping all night makes me feel very tired, it is impossible to fall asleep anymore, so I just got up and came to the yard.

Chen Xi had just come out and shone on the ground. Sister Yang was dressed in a new look, and she had obviously taken care of her whole body carefully.

This would be sitting under the grape trellis, drinking freshly brewed hot tea, smiling and looking at the tidy and vibrant yard, with a full face of contentment.

Sister Yang should really like this kind of life.

She was in a rare trance, and she turned her face to look at me until I walked and sat down opposite her.

"Wake up?" Sister Yang asked gently.

"Yeah." I nodded and grinned at Sister Yang.

Sister Yang raised her head to look at the sky, and said with a smile: "Don't sleep anymore? You haven't got up so early."

I poured myself a glass of water and shook my head to Sister Yang: "No, I can't sleep."

"What's the matter?" After asking, Sister Yang slapped the table, her face immediately showed a strong apologize: "Did you feel so hungry that you didn't eat last night?"

I was taken aback and watched that Sister Yang hadn't realized what she hadn't eaten last night.

"Look at my brain, how can I not get you some food when you are sick! Are you hungry? I'm going to make you something to eat first?"

I quickly grabbed Sister Yang: "No Sister Yang, I'm not hungry, and I can't sleep because there are things in my heart that are not hungry."

"Something?" Sister Yang looked at me, because I have been in a daze every day these days. I don't mention my past, and I don't say where I am going. I lie down and fall asleep, and I wake up to eat. Insomnia because of thinking about things this time: "Did you think of something unhappy?"

I stared at the cup in my hand and hesitated for two seconds before speaking: "Sister Yang, I chatted with Xiaowu for a while last night.

After I finished speaking, I immediately looked at Sister Yang. Sure enough, after listening to my words, her face immediately stiffened, and it took a few seconds before she grabbed my hand and said to me: "Stupid girl! You are so good to go and talk to her. What should I do if someone misunderstands it? Don't talk to her again in the future."

Sister Yang's reaction was expected, but it also made me wonder: "Why? Why can't I talk to Xiaowu?"

"She...she...she is different from us."

"Where is it different?"

Sister Yang looked a little embarrassed, she didn't seem to know how to tell me.

Seeing her not knowing what to say, I simply reminded: "Because she came to this place later, and there is no family guardian, no man guarding her, and she wants to live here, so she has to serve those men who don’t have wives. Are they?"

Sister Yang stared at me. She obviously didn't expect me to say such words when I was gentle like a kitten in the past.

"He...He Mo..."

"Is it?!" After all, I am not a gentle temper, no matter how incompetent and fragile, after so many years of such a terrible and dark life, it is my nature to be aggressive.

Sister Yang was holding a glass of water, her face tangled, and she kept looking back at the room where her husband was sleeping. It took more than ten minutes before she sighed, got up and closed the courtyard door, pulled me into my room, and sat down. After bed, she whispered: "He Mo, it’s not that my sister wants to hide from you or what’s going on, but there are some things that our women can’t control. Then Xiaowu, she...her things, how many things happened at the beginning? This sister can’t look down and want to say something, but you also know... the people here live by men. If the bachelors who don’t have a wife don’t let them go to find Xiao Wu... all of them can’t stay and leave. ...Or to be more ugly. I hit the idea on someone's girl, it really collapsed, and Xiao Wu can't live without it anyway. Since she is not clean, she will have to live for a few days. I accepted it, and naturally no one of us would speak these words again."

These words of Sister Yang are what Xiao Wu said to me.

In an instant, all my feelings about the beauty here disappeared.

Sister Yang took my hand and patted the back of my hand: "He Mo, you are a good girl. Listen to Sister Yang, if you want to live here, you must stay away from Xiaowu. Don’t let those people mistakenly think You and her are all the same, and in case, Sister Yang will be able to blame herself alive."

Before I could answer Sister Yang, there was a fierce knock on the door outside the door.

Sister Yang was startled by the knock on the door, and when she reacted, she gave me a few more sentences and quickly got up to open the door.

She didn't close the door of my room, and the conversation outside could be heard clearly.

It was Sister Sun who came knocking on the door. Her voice was crying and trembling: "Hurry up... call your man out, something has happened!! The shelf on the south side was squeezed away by walking corpses!! A large group of people. The corpses are coming towards us!!"

Across the door, I saw that Sister Yang was paralyzed to the ground immediately, or Sister Sun stood up her, and the two ran towards her husband's room in a panic.

After a short while, a sturdy man ran out of the house with a machete, asked Sister Yang to hide in the house with the child, and ran out immediately.

He is a dull looking guy.

After Sister Sun ran away, Sister Yang could hardly walk anymore. She stumbled and called her daughter, came to my room and called me to hide together.

Looking at Sister Yang and her pale daughter, I asked, "Do you still have the kind of knife in your man's hand?"

"Why do you ask this? Let's run away!"

"Do you have!"

"No more!"

I nodded, opened the door and ran towards the kitchen. I picked up the kitchen knife and weighed it in my hand. I went back to the room and tied my hair tightly.

Sister Yang couldn't speak anxiously, she looked at me holding the knife, and asked for a long time: "You...what do you want to do? Put the knife down quickly, walking dead is not something we can deal with."

Hearing this, I looked at Sister Yang: "Don't worry, I will keep you okay today, it's the return of your taking care of me for so long, trust me."

After I finished speaking, in order to prevent Sister Yang from stopping me, I turned my head and ran out of the door.

I quickly calculated in my mind while running. The fence-shaped barrier walls here are very simple to build. Most of them are nailed between the tree trunks with branches and nails, even if they are simple walls.

The rest of the area was twisted into a strong barbed wire fence by a small amount of iron wire that they did not know where they had come from before. Since Sister Gangsun said that the southern wall was destroyed, the range is not very large. The number of walking dead should be more than fifty and less than one hundred. .

There are more than twenty men here, and if you count them all, dozens of walking corpses will definitely not be a problem to deal with.

But when I ran not far from the southern wall, the picture in front of me made me doubt the speculation just now. There is indeed no big difference in the number of walking corpses, but the men who look sturdy are obviously I overestimated them before.

They all had machetes in their hands and some even had shields, but they all backed back after facing the walking corpse.

Sighing, it seemed that the days they used to face walking corpses were not easy.

Holding the kitchen knife tightly, I aimed at the walking corpse that the front team had just dispersed, slightly moved my wrists, and threw off my legs. I rushed straight to the front walking corpse.

I grabbed the arm of the walking corpse, and before he reached out to grab me, I slashed at his battered head.

The walking corpse fell silent immediately.

Pulling out the knife to prevent being caught by the walking corpses swarming behind, I immediately retreated a certain distance, and then found the walking corpse that was some distance away from the other walking corpses and rushed up again.

Once smoothly, the walking corpse is really not difficult to deal with.

I have experienced such scenes too many times, and I can't count them.

Gradually, as more and more walking corpses fell to the ground, a familiar boiling sensation rose in my heart.

Seeing that the people around were still motionless, I put away the knife and backed out and shouted: "You are all dead?! Only when the walking corpse enters your house and kills your wife and children will he **** know how to do it?!"

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