my skynet wife

While Guo Zhenbei was tying the rope, he was thinking about going back to accompany Xiao Ah Liang.Moreover, the cold wind on the roof also reminded him of the warmth of Stefanie Yang's home.Already following the rope, Fujiro, who was standing obliquely by the side of the building, glanced at him dissatisfied.

"Don't you remember that Yanzi wants you to bring a few crossbows and a walkie-talkie over there, and you need to change your leather clothes. Besides, I left without saying goodbye at noon, and I must have scared Xiaoqing. I will go back and scold you and you will not help me. Explain, you are really worthy of me!"

Fujiro's complaint made Guo Zhenbei shut up, this guy was right.People slide the rope down from the upstairs, isn't it just to save themselves.Going back to being scolded by my girlfriend now, if I don't explain it later, it would be a bit meaningless.

"Sorry, I didn't think so much! Let's go, let's go down together!"

Obviously Guo Zhenbei misunderstood the relationship between Fujiro and Fujiharu, thinking that "Xiaoqing" was his girlfriend.This is also to blame Fujiro, how can there be a brother who calls his sister like that.The two siblings were born only 10 minutes apart, and Fujiro felt a little disadvantaged by being called his elder sister.

While speaking, he began to descend. During this process, Guo Zhenbei remembered that Stefanie Yang had warned him.In these last days, there are few people alive, and even fewer good people alive.If this is the case, then I should go to meet his family with Fujiro.Whether it is to thank or excuse him, it is a necessary thing.

Two figures cast obliquely on the wall under the bright silver moonlight.They slid down along their respective ropes, and their footsteps made trampling sounds on the wall, which alarmed many people who were still alive.

At the same time, these people are also confirming Yang Yanzi's words, in the biochemical end of the world, there are few people alive, and there are even fewer good people alive.

"It should be the people who made trouble at noon, they..."

Looking at their figures with binoculars, when someone speaks, there is uncertainty and hesitation.

"Use a flashlight to take a picture, and then throw a wine bottle and it will be clear!"

At the same time as the drake's throat sounded, a flashlight shone in the past, and then someone threw glassware from upstairs.

"Snapped……"

The clear and loud voice rang out in the quiet neighborhood, which startled Guo Zhenbei and Fujiro who were hanging in the air.They turned their heads to look at the light source, and they could only see the bright flashlight.

"This bastard, we just need to see him, why take so long? Fujiro, let's hurry up, I feel that the person holding the flashlight has bad intentions!"

Guo Zhenbei, who was dazzled by the flashlight, cursed. For some reason, he had an ominous premonition.While urging Fujiro casually, he himself accelerated the speed of descent.Two figures, illuminated by the flashlight and moonlight, quickly descended to the third floor.

"It's two men, it should be the two guys at noon, throw a glass bottle!"

At the same time as the drake's throat sounded slightly, a tattooed arm picked up the glass bottle beside him and threw it out of the balcony.

"Snapped!"

There was another crisp sound, which aroused Fujiro's concern.

"That glass-throwing bastard brought all the zombies to our side!"

At this time, Guo Zhenbei and Fujiro, who had already reached the third floor, could clearly hear the sound of footsteps coming from downstairs nearby. angry.

If throwing a cup is a signal for help, then I and Fujiro have already heard it.According to the plan agreed in advance, he will try to connect several other buildings during the day tomorrow, and then he will naturally try to save him.Why make such a big noise and summon more zombies.

However, what he never expected was that the person who was holding a flashlight to them just across from Fujiro's house was not a kind person.

"No wonder there are so many zombies in the yard all of a sudden. Those two bastards must have brought them in. Looking at the situation, it's the boy from the Fuji family who served as a soldier. It will be a disaster sooner or later. Get rid of them for me, and think about it later There is a way to go to that room to see, why only their house has electricity!"

The person who spoke appeared in the dim candlelight of the house.He is about 40 years old, long hair, bald, fish eyes and mustache.He doesn't look like a good person, but when he raises his hand to give orders, it makes people understand that he is the uncle at this time.

He held a pistol in his hand, which was a Type 54 military automatic pistol.

At this time, even the police stations in small county towns were no longer equipped with military weapons such as the May Fourth Movement, which caused excessive damage, as police guns.A revolver that uses 9x19 bullets is becoming the configuration of patrolmen.The public security systems in big cities, as well as the criminal police, are mostly equipped with 92-style pistols.

Then the emergence of Type 54 can only explain one problem.It does not come from formal channels, and the person who holds it will not be a good person.

"Yes sir!"

The male duck's voice was replaced by a soft voice, and the three people sitting in the room stood up.The three of them are holding crossbows. If you look carefully, you will find that these crossbows also have the words "National Rescue".

"Hurry up, hurry up, you three wimps, hurry up!"

The two people on the balcony were cursing, and the weapons in their hands were even more unique.Two small tubes are hooped together by an iron hoop, behind which is a simple firing device, and the handle underneath is also rough.At first glance, it belongs to the kind of earthen pistol, which uses ammunition made of small-caliber bullet casings and iron beads.This thing may not be enough to kill zombies, but it is enough to kill people.

The three people who were being urged with crossbows were obviously not with them.The two young men had hair dyed different colors, an earring in one ear, and glasses as well.The body like a thin bamboo pole shows that he is the kind of punk who dropped out of school and wandered in the society.This kind of little gangster is often annoying, but it does not cause any great harm.

"Dad, this is murder, what if...!"

The one who spoke was about 15-16 years old, and the one he called Dad was a middle-aged man with a big belly.Regardless of the haggardness of the past few days, he looks like a successful person.The other one, who was about 13 or 4 years old, was so frightened that he was about to cry.

"Dad...I...uh...I don't..."

The middle-aged man looked at the son in front of him. These two thin bamboo poles with dyed hair were his two sons. They had stopped going to school and knew how to roam around all day.Although it is ineffective, it does not have the guts to kill!He looked at Guo Zhenbei and Fujiro who were entering the room, and looked at the drake's throat beggingly, his lips moved but he didn't say anything.

Yes, although it is the last days of biochemistry, the most basic conscience and moral principles have not completely disappeared.Moreover, in the face of the harsh end times, the actions of becoming cruel and losing conscience cannot be completed in one or two days.

At least at this moment, everyone understands that killing people is illegal!

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