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Chapter 82 Zombies Ate Your Brain ([-])
After a false alarm, it was close to noon, so Bei Xiaoming planned to rest at the same place for a while, and take care of lunch by the way.

The heavy rain stopped, the weather became a little clearer, the smell of blood in the air was not so heavy, and the smell of wet soil wafted everywhere.

Bei Xiaming, who was sitting on the seat eating a KFC family bucket, paused with her right hand holding the chicken leg. She stood up slowly, staring at the group of people outside the car window, and threw the family bucket to her Ouyang Mao in the back.

Brothers and sisters Gu Yanyou and Gao Weimo also stood up one after another, and everyone watched the group of people outside the Xuanwu bus together.There were a total of fifteen people in that group, all men in their 30s, each with more than one gun and a lot of clips and ammunition.

These fifteen people appeared around the Xuanwu bus respectively, and surrounded the Xuanwu bus together. Before knowing the other party's intentions, Bei Xiaoming still wanted to observe first, anyway, the defense of the Xuanwu bus was weak. Not ordinary strong, so facing the guns and ammunition in those people's hands, Bei Xiaoming is not worthless at all.

"Boss Bei, this..." Han Xiao couldn't help but feel a little worried when he saw that Bei Xiaoming started to eat chicken legs again with a calm face.

"It's okay, don't worry! Even if the Xuanwu bus is bombarded by a tank, it's nothing to worry about. You can just settle down with your hundred beating hearts!" Bei Xiaoming Nibbled on the chicken leg in his hand, while observing the expressions of the group of people outside, he calmly spoke out to comfort everyone in the car.

When everyone heard Bei Xiaoming's words, they immediately felt relieved. Even so, they were still a little nervous. After all, everyone had never seen the defensive power of the Xuanwu bus with their own eyes, so it was understandable that Bei Xiaoming was nervous. of.

"Then what do you want to do?" Gu Yanyou looked at Bei Xiaoming with a strange look, and asked tentatively.

"If people don't offend me, I won't offend!" Bei Xiaoming said casually, chewing on the chicken leg without stopping.

"Brother, the people on this bus don't seem to be planning to get off!" A man wearing a peaked cap said to the bald man wearing sunglasses beside him.

"His grandma's!" The bald man with sunglasses threw the cigar in his mouth to the ground, kicking it with his right foot while yelling.After the doomsday, he organized a group of people to rob frequently, robbing food, robbing sex, robbing people, and killing people. He has done all of these, but after so many robberies, this is the first time he has met such an arrogant group of people.

Not only did no one get out of the car, but they all sat in the car indifferently and ate such good food with relish.Although the bald boss is eager to move, he still has some brains. After all, Bei Xiaoming and his party can be so calm, and their strength must be very strong.

If it was a group of people with no strength, and seeing so many of them holding guns and ammunition, no need for them to say, the people in the car would have rolled down obediently, let alone sitting in the car and eating calmly. something.

"Brother, if this continues, it will be dark!" The man in the peaked cap spoke again after watching the scene stalemate for a while.

"Those who don't want to die, get off the bus!" The bald boss raised his gun at the Xuanwu bus and shouted loudly, with a threatening tone in his tone.

As a result, Bei Xiaoming and his group continued to eat, completely indifferent to the threat from the bald boss.

"Mo Dan, shoot!" The bald man was furious, and he gave the order, and he took the lead in shooting at the Xuanwu bus.

The fifteen people who shot at the Xuanwu bus did not hear the expected panicked shouts, nor did they hear the sound of bullets breaking the window glass, nor did they hear anyone begging for mercy.

No matter how many bullets hit the Xuanwu bus, they were all rebounded one by one by a strange force on the Xuanwu bus, and some of the rebounded bullets even wounded or killed the bald boss' subordinates.Naturally, the bald old man would not let it go so easily, how could he endure things like not getting food and losing soldiers.

Burning with anger, he immediately threw a grenade at the Xuanwu bus. After a loud explosion, the Xuanwu bus stopped there unscathed.

"What's going on?" The bald boss asked in disbelief, his emotions were a little broken,
Just when he was about to order his subordinates to retreat, the door of the Xuanwu bus suddenly opened, and Bei Xiaoming, carrying the Death Scythe on his shoulder, walked off the bus leisurely, and then lazily hit a yawn.

"Put down the weapon in your hand and raise your hands above your head!" The bald boss who thought he would get nothing this time, saw Bei Xiaoming suddenly get out of the car, and raised his gun at Bei Xiaoming while being happy in his heart.

Without saying a word, Bei Xiaoming let go of the hand holding the death scythe with a swipe, and then raised his hands above his head.

"Xiao Ming, you put down your weapon and surrender too fast!?" At that speed, Lin Jichen was almost frightened by Bei Xiaoming. He had never seen someone who surrendered so fast. people.

"No way, he has a gun!" Bei Xiaoming said helplessly.

"But what you're holding is obviously the Death Scythe!" Bei Xiaoming's reaction made Lin Jichen speechless.

"Eh? Yes!"

"And you won't die, you're afraid of a ghost!"

"Eh? Yes!!"

"What's more important is that you are better than them all and you are worthless!"

"Eh? Yes!!!"

"..." Lin Jichen was speechless at this moment.

"So...so what did you do just now?" Lin Jichen didn't want to say that he knew Bei Xiaoming at this moment.

"Yes! What did I do just now?" Bei Xiaoming was happy, and he repeated Lin Jichen's words knowingly, almost killing Lin Jichen from anger.It was only later that Lin Jichen realized that this series of things were all in Bei Xiaoming's plan, and it seemed that he was just worrying for nothing.

"Hurry up and throw that weapon at your feet, or..." The bald boss was still worried, so just in case, he asked Bei Xiaoming to throw the death scythe on the ground.

"Here, here you are!" Before the bald boss finished his lines, Bei Xiaoming threw the death scythe very readily.

"..." Seeing the death scythe thrown in front of him, the bald boss was stunned. At this moment, he felt that his profession had been greatly insulted by Bei Xiaoming.

It's not eldest sister, well, can you have some basic respect?Even if you really want to give us that weapon, you don't have to throw it so readily, do you?Anyway, let me finish my lines. You threw it over so straightforwardly that we felt a little sorry for our professional ethics if we didn't take it away.

"Take it away!" The bald boss gestured to the man with the peaked cap on his right with his eyes. The sickle just can't be picked up.

"Brother, I can't lift it up!" the man with the peaked cap said cautiously with a bitter face.

"Can't you pick it up?" Suddenly, the bald boss had an ominous premonition in his heart. He looked at Bei Xiaoming, and saw Bei Xiaoming's eyes darkened slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a death smile at him.

"Quick... run..." The bald boss suddenly felt bad, turned around and wanted to run away, but just two steps away, Bei Xiaoming manipulated the death scythe to harvest his head, and the next moment, the others alive people were also harvested by the Death Scythe.

After Bei Xiaoming finished dealing with these people, the Death Scythe flew back into her hands. After getting on the Xuanwu bus, Bei Xiaoming told everyone in the car one thing.

(End of this chapter)