Doomsday rat

Chapter 468
"Uh... the beds have been cleaned to ensure that there are no bugs!" The young man hesitated for a moment, feeling that this was inappropriate, and wanted to further reassure the customer's concerns.

"I'm not worried, it's the first time for them to travel far away. Don't worry, I'll sleep outside but I'll pay for the hotel!" Hong Tao didn't take a step forward, repeated his request, and followed the instructions posted on the door. Price handed over the shopping voucher.

"Hehehe... the outside is fine and clean... how about I bring you a bowl of hot water?" The young man seemed to understand something when he saw the denomination of the shopping coupon, and became more enthusiastic, busy helping unload the horse.

"..." Seeing the horses being led into the yard next to them and getting the horse storage card, Hong Tao took two parcels and saddlebags and walked to the corner between the stables and the door of the hotel with peace of mind, and took out dry rations and Kettle started to eat by himself.

This place is very good, deep in the dark, as long as there is no major movement, passers-by will hardly notice, but I can see the north and west directions clearly without any effort, and I can see the south at a glance with a little probe.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and instead of being bleak, the town became lively.The refugees carried out the oven, iron frame, tables and chairs from the hotel, lit firewood, took out all kinds of game from their backpacks, and barbecued on the street.

The grocery store didn't have to look around, it took out all the spirits brewed by each family, and went to sell them next to each crowd.How can you eat barbecue without drinking two cups? At this time, rich or poor will have two cups, and the market is very good.

"Sooner or later something will happen..." Hong Tao was too familiar with this kind of scene, he hurriedly stuffed two large packages and saddlebags into the corner, and then checked the pistol magazine.

In a certain life, when he was leading a ship on a long voyage, the first prohibition was to prohibit alcohol.As long as they are in port, the sailors will still be dizzy from drinking, and fighting is commonplace.Not only sailors fought with sailors, but also with locals.

Although the refugees are not as vigorous as the sailors, they are similar in essence.Why are sailors prone to trouble?It's not that they are born rude, but they are precarious and always between life and death, so they take life and death less seriously, and cherish the little happiness in front of them.

The refugees are actually the same, especially the gold diggers. God knows one day they will encounter blue devils in a certain ruin or be surrounded by zombies. It is useless to think so far away. Regret when dying.

Let such a group of people who don't know if there is a tomorrow get together and drink... Hong Tao doesn't know what the managers here think, they can't just sell more wine and ignore everyone's life and death.

"Manage his motherfucker, damn blacksmith..." But thinking about it, Hong Tao felt happy. There is no manager here. It's not even a refugee settlement. It's just because it's close to the zombie-controlled area that he became a gold digger. their foothold.

If you want to scold him, you can only scold that blacksmith shop for not being able to sell goods early or late, but it is only when you come that you are out of stock.If I had known that the night was so lively, I would never have waited for this night just to hug grass and beat rabbits.

The ancients said, whether it is a blessing or a disaster, it cannot be avoided.Hong Tao felt that he was about to become a rock, but within three hours the storm still came.

The center of the storm blew up between two groups of gold diggers in the south. I'm afraid most people can't explain why.Anyway, there was a quarrel first, and then there were more and more quarrels, and then there were roars, curses, and grunts, and the two sides started fighting.

This skirmish seemed to be the eye of the storm, bringing everyone around into it.Between gold diggers and gold diggers, between gold digger groups and gold digger groups, they liquidated each other through drinking, and more and more people joined the fight, and the degree gradually escalated.

Those who are in a hurry and are at a disadvantage will naturally want to strengthen their own strength. The easiest and most direct way is to copy guys.So the bare-handed fight turned into a life-and-death fight, and casualties began to appear.

"Pong, pong, pong..." At this moment, three gunshots suddenly came from the south.

"Stop, stop everyone! Look at what you are all doing, can you deny your relatives when you are drunk? He, he, he, maybe he and you dealt with zombies yesterday, because of trivial matters, white knives go in and red knives come out Is it worth it! I know everyone is sad, but it is not the person who snatched you a few packs of cigarettes, nor the person who stole your shopping coupons in the middle of the night. The real culprit is eating at Yining’s base right now. Hot meals, drinking real wine, and hugging young nuns. If you think killing everyone in here will make them blink, go ahead!"

The fighting crowd hesitated because of the gunshots, the noise suddenly decreased, and a slightly weak male voice with an extremely firm tone sounded.

Hong Tao looked towards the south side of the street. Standing on a table tens of meters away was a man of short stature who was wearing a cloak but took off his hood. crowd.

"Damn it, this is the rebel army, right!?" Hong Tao couldn't see clearly because the person's face was facing the southwest, but he heard these words clearly, and a word immediately came to mind.In old world theory, this is standard reactionary.

"Xiao Guo, come here, hurry up and tell the checkpoint that there are traitors here!" In fact, not only Hong Tao thought so, but also someone at the left hotel door thought so, and even said it.

"..." Hong Tao turned his head slightly, and there was a man in sportswear standing at the door of the store. With the light from the lantern, he could see some graying on his neatly combed hair, and he must be quite old.

"Okay..." Following the soft answer, another person flashed out from the store door, it was the young man who received him in the evening.

"Don't ride a bicycle, go to the stables to find two horses and walk from behind. You must be fast, and you must ask platoon leader Zhang to bring people over before [-]:[-] tomorrow morning. If they cross the river later, it will be difficult to find them! ... Let Zhang Platoon leader, be careful, there are five or six people in this group, and they may be armed. When I came in the afternoon, I felt that they had a problem, unlike gold diggers, whose eyes are always looking around, as expected!"

From the conversation between the two, the old man should be the owner of this hotel.After instructing the clerk, he returned to the shop immediately, neither of them noticed a big living person sitting in the shadow of the corner.

Even the young man might have forgotten, when he walked quickly into the stables, he passed the place where Hong Tao was sitting, and without looking this way, he went straight to the innermost stable, and quickly mounted the horses. saddlery.

While he was busy, he suddenly hesitated, turned his head sharply, and at the same time raised his left arm, retreated, twisted his waist, and turned his elbow.But before the move was fully launched, a big hand grabbed his throat tightly, and at the same time, someone clinged to his back.

This elbow did hit the opponent, but the distance was too close and he didn't exert any force. He just felt that he had hit something hard, and his elbow hurt.At the same time, his body was involuntarily turned half a circle to the left by the opponent, and his feet were still caught by something, unable to rotate with his body, he lost his balance in an instant, and fell straight on his back.

Depending on the feeling, it seems that he is putting pressure on the other party, which should be regarded as an advantage.But in fact, the boy's waist was locked tightly by two legs, his ribs were hurting, his neck was wrapped by an arm from behind, and there was a cold thing pressing against his throat.Even without the bright light, you can feel its sharpness.

"Little brat has also practiced muay thai, so he has a quick reaction... If you don't want to be stabbed, be honest! Raise your arms and tie them yourself!" At this time, a man's deep voice came from behind his head, as well as the heat of his breath.

The little guy didn't think anything wrong because the arm that strangled his neck was loosened. He knew that he had encountered a hard stubble, or that he was an experienced Lianjiazi.The opponent's head was always tightly attached to the back of his neck, and the dagger on his throat was pressed very tightly.If you want to break free from the next head hammer, the neck must be cut open first.

"My friend, did you recognize the wrong person? I'm just a handyman, and I don't have any valuables on me." The boy had no choice but to take the rope, tied two loopers with his arms up, put his gloves in, and bit the rope with his teeth. His head tightened, but he still wanted to find out the other party's intentions just in case.

(End of this chapter)