The last emperor

Chapter 295 The Madman
Qinghong waited outside looking out. After about an hour, she saw Tieniu passing by. She used the walkie-talkie to inform Tieniu that everyone was not allowed to go out this afternoon and defend the base in case the Yao Gang attacked. She looked into the room and found that Zhang Jin was lying on the ground. The long table sleeps in the sleep.

"Weird." Qing Hong can only express her feelings at this moment in this way. She is the one who hasn't closed her eyes all day and night. After sleeping for so long, this guy can sleep casually in a room with dead people. It is beyond description. How crazy this man is.

The winter sunshine is always a favorite. Qinghong, who has been monitoring the outside of the bank from the window on the second floor, couldn't help but feel sleepy under the sun. She didn't know when she suddenly heard a voice outside, and she cheered up and looked downstairs. go.

I saw a large group of people wearing black masks walking towards the bank quickly, but obviously these people didn't realize that something had happened to the bank, so they were not alert, and just walked quickly across the street towards the bank.

"Well, are you up or down?"

Qing Hong was startled when she heard Zhang Jin's voice, and turned her head to find Zhang Jin standing beside her looking out the window, she couldn't help but angrily said, "Aren't you sleeping?"

"Of course you sleep when you're free. It looks like you've chosen to be on top." Zhang Jin picked up the gun left by the medicine gang from the corridor and walked towards the stairs.

Qinghong suppressed the panic in her chest, and hurriedly picked up her gun and looked towards the street. There were about ten people on the other side, all of whom were carrying guns. People came into the street before firing.

Three gunshots rang out, and one person in the street quickly fell to the ground. Seeing this, the rest of the people hurriedly scattered around to find cover. There were a lot of abandoned cars on the street, so it was easy to find.

Three more shots were fired, and a man was about to bend over to get into the car, but three bullets scraped against the roof of the car and exploded his head.

Zhang Jin sat on the front desk and listened to the gunshots and couldn't help laughing. Qinghong's iconic three-shot burst is really easy to recognize. Seeing a person rushing in the door first, he held the rifle with one hand and raised his hand to shoot two shots. After climbing up, the man suddenly fell and slid into the lobby.

There were three people hiding outside the door, two of them whispered tactics, but unfortunately all their actions were seen by Zhang Jin's dead eyes.

The two men held their guns tightly and rushed towards the door, fired a few shots indiscriminately, and then suddenly rolled inwards. sweep.

Then they found a person standing behind a piece of glass and smiling at them, and the barrel of a gun protruded from the other side of the broken glass.

Looking at the ridiculous tactics of the two men and the bullets flying on the glass, Zhang Jin smiled and said, "Don't you know this glass is bulletproof?"

The two people looked at each other, and hurriedly raised their guns to shoot again. Hearing the sound of the tom gun, the muzzle of the rifle raised in front moved slightly, and the two of them were shot and fell to the ground in an instant.

There was only one person at the door who pretended to hide in a panic, Zhang Jin sat on the counter and put the golden pistol on it, lit a cigarette and rushed out amidst the gunfire: "If you don't want to come in, you can choose to chat with me, Or retreat to the back and compete with the beauties on the second floor."

The people outside touched the cold sweat on their faces and said angrily, "Who are you, why did you ambush us?"

"Why do disadvantaged people always like to ask questions, isn't it good to talk about life ideals?" Zhang Jin said helplessly.

"Bullshit, is there still an ideal in this last world? It's good to be alive." The people outside scolded.

Zhang Jin said with a smile: "It's reasonable, you said that people are not ideal, do you still have to ask why?"

"I..." The people outside questioned suddenly, and after turning for a long time, their brains were still confused by these words, and they suddenly pulled a grenade from their waist and said angrily: "If I kill you, you don't have to." Reason."

"I advise you not to...throw"

Before Zhang Jin finished speaking, the man suddenly leaned out, waved his hand vigorously and threw the grenade into the lobby.

He had no choice but to pick up the gun on the table and wave it.With a bang, Fang Fang shot the grenade before it flew out of his hand, and the huge explosion instantly sent the person throwing the grenade flying into the street.

"Oh, I said don't throw it away." Zhang Jin shook his head and jumped off the stage. There were not too many gunshots outside, and Qinghong's was easy to distinguish. Those messy gunshots were people from the Medicine Gang returning fire.

He walked to the door and stretched himself in the sun. The people hiding behind the car and fighting back on the second floor suddenly found a person standing at the door of the bank. The rear of the car is shot.

The guy was busy taking aim at the rear of the car, and three bullets pierced his head from the second floor.

"Hey, it's not a solution for you to be exhausted like this, stand up and fight bravely." Zhang Jin stood on the steps of the door and waved his hands.

"Fight against your uncle, you occupy a favorable position, this is called a confrontation?!" The surviving leader of the medicine gang cursed while hiding behind the car.

However, he saw a subordinate jumping out from behind the car and raising a gun to shoot at the people at the door of the bank. As expected, he was shot in the head by the people on the second floor as soon as he showed his head. The leader of the medicine gang swallowed.

Zhang Jin simply walked to the street and stood on the roof of a car and said loudly: "Hurry up and fight for life or death, or I will join the battle."

Seeing Zhang Jin yelling on the roof of the car, Qing Hong frowned and scolded "crazy", but now she is not worried that Zhang Jin will have an accident, and she is more confident that her marksmanship can keep Zhang Jin safe.

"Fuck, lunatic!" The leader of the medicine gang found that Zhang Jin was actually running towards him stepping on the roofs of cars, so he hurriedly turned around and ran. There was a gun pressing down on the second floor, and if he rushed over again, he would only have a dead end.

It's a pity that although he ran fast enough and dodged fast enough when moving, he was not as fast as Qinghong Gun. Fang ran two cars away before being blown off his head and fell to the ground.

Seeing that all the members of the Medicine Gang were killed, Qing Hong ran down from the second floor with only a bag. When she came to Zhang Jin, she couldn't help cursing to her face: "Crazy!"

Zhang Jin opened his hands and said with a smile: "Why do things that can be done in 10 minutes take more time, we can do more things in the remaining time."

Qinghong picked up the medicine gang's gun and said: "When you Black Dragon Fort people exchange fire with others, is it because someone stands in front as a bait?"

Zhang Jin shook his head and said, "This is a special treatment for you."

Qing Hong froze for a moment, looked at Zhang Jin in surprise and said angrily: "You are so unafraid of death, or do you believe that my marksmanship can really hit a hundred shots?"

"It's all there." Zhang Jin jumped off the roof of the car and smiled, "Is there any other news?"

Qinghong silently put a lot of ammunition into the bag and said: "Tie Niu followed the Revolver Gang to the slaughterhouse. It seems that there is a Revolver Gang camp there. As for whether there is anything you are looking for, I haven't found it yet."

Zhang Jin frowned and said: "If you find out, you have to go and have a look. I still have some troubles with this Revolver Gang."

"Wait for me to put the gun away." Qinghong walked towards a shop on the side of the street with the gun bag on her back. The door of the shop was intact but the glass was broken, so the gunfight alerted the two zombies inside. The zombie was stuck in front of the window sill. screamed strangely.

Qinghong put her gun on the window sill, reached out and picked up a bar of a waste window frame from the ground, and used the wooden bar to push the two zombies against the ground and fell to the ground. Jumped in through the broken window.

Zhang Jin watched this scene with great interest. Qinghong's approach was very shrewd. This store is a small clothing store. Qinghong hid the bag with the gun in it and didn't kill the zombies. Few people would venture into this kind of store. Exploring, it's very suitable for hiding things.

After knocking down the zombie, Qing Hong crawled out again, picked up her own gun and rushed over, saying, "Although my people may not be willing to take the risk of helping you attack the Revolver Gang, but if you ask, I can call someone over."

"Well, it's not necessary, we'll talk about it when we need it." Zhang Jin never thought of bringing people from the Qing Gang to rescue people. With his current skills, these ordinary people are no opponents at all. In addition to killing, life is where there are people. You can't kill everyone and only leave Black Dragon Fort. It is necessary to keep suitable people as allies.

"You said you didn't want it." Although Qing Hong knows Zhang Jin's skills are great, no one would think that there are too many helpers. Zhang Jin is actually giving her face by doing this. There will definitely be opinions on dangerous things. It's okay for her to take a little risk by herself. If a few people are lost because of the accident, the gang will definitely not be peaceful.

Zhang Jin smiled, this Qinghong was a bit interesting, judging from his age being about the same as him, he was only one or two years younger, but he was much stronger than when he was in the last days.

"The slaughterhouse is very dangerous. The zombies are more powerful than other places, and there are monster-like zombies. I really don't understand how the Revolver Gang would think of setting up a safe place there." Qing Hong frowned as she walked.

Zhang Jin said: "Do you have any problems with the Revolver Gang?"

Qing Hong shook her head and sighed: "It's not a holiday, the Revolver Gang is just a bunch of lunatics, and the boss is even a lunatic."

"Oh, it sounds like there are only lunatics left in this world." Zhang Jin laughed.

Qinghong rolled her eyes and said: "Crazier than you, once the tide of corpses is over, there will be more opportunities for human activities. They are all busy looking for supplies, and fighting for things is common. The boss of the Revolver Gang became famous at that time , he always holds the revolver in his hand. Once he met a group of people, there were six or seven of them, and there were only three of them. Both sides were injured after fighting for a long time. This guy proposed to play Russian roulette, whoever died would win Lose, the winner takes the supplies and leaves."

"Oh, then he must have won." Zhang Jin said.

"Why are you so boring, such a crazy thing should feel strange." Qing Hong was speechless when she told Zhang Jin directly about the ending, and originally wanted to tell it as a legendary story.

Zhang Jin smiled helplessly, because what he had experienced was much crazier than this. If Qing Hong heard about the crazy wolf in the warehouse, he would probably be shocked. "continue."

Qinghong stared and said: "Since then, this guy has become famous, and he also called himself Zuolun, and he played revolver with others when he encountered materials that he liked. This guy is also surprisingly lucky, and many people are not convinced I played with him, but they all lost. Since then, he has more people under his command, and even a lunatic has all lunatics under him, and he plays Russian roulette with others at every turn. Whoever sees this kind of person will not have a headache.”

"Then it seems his luck is coming to an end." Zhang Jin smiled lightly, he had never seen such a lucky person, but such good luck had to turn into bad luck for him.

Under the leadership of Qing Hong, the two of them spent about an hour rushing to the outside of the slaughterhouse. Indeed, as Qing Hong said, the environment here is complicated, so there are many zombies left. necessary trouble.

The sign at the gate of the slaughterhouse was painted with red paint: Welcome to the Revolver Gang, trade your luck for delicious pork.

There is also a revolver and a man biting a cigar next to it, which looks very imposing, but Zhang Jin's painting style is not flattering.

"What should I do?" Qing Hong looked at the entrance from a distance, and there were people walking around in the courtyard.

"Go in directly, the other party welcomes someone to visit." Zhang Jin swaggered over.

Qing Hong frowned and followed. Sure enough, it shouldn't be too surprising to follow this guy to make any crazy moves. Now thinking about what happened to the Qing Gang, it's not surprising.

There is a pig-pulling cart parked in the slaughterhouse, and then there are some cars, a garbage can is stuffed with a lot of wood, and a piece of pork that looks spoiled is being roasted on it. The unpleasant smell is far away. It floated in the noses of Zhang Jin and Qing Hong.

"Who is this person?" The people inside were not as hostile to strangers as other gangs, but rather pleasantly surprised.

Zhang Jin was very displeased with the smell of roasted pork, rubbed his nose and said, "Come to play a game."

"Haha, someone finally took the initiative to come to play games, please inform the boss." The person who asked the question suddenly cried out in surprise, as if he had won the lottery.

After a while, a fat man with hair like a bird's nest and wearing a military overcoat came out. He glanced at Zhang Jin, and when he stared at Qinghong, his eyes were about to shine. He was spinning an old-looking revolver in his hand and laughed. Said: "You two seem to understand the rules. The game is very simple. Compared with ours, we lose and give you a piece of roasted meat."

The fat man pouted the meat on the fire and smiled, "But you have to have chips to play with our people. If you don't, then you can play by yourself. The one who wins will also get a delicious roast pork."

Zhang Jin nodded and said, "Fair."

"What kind of game does that friend choose?" The fat man was very happy to see that Zhang Jin didn't hesitate or fear at all. He needed such a cheerful player.

Zhang Jin looked at the fat man and smiled, "Play with you."

"Looking for death!" Fatty's men instantly pointed their guns at Zhang Jin and Qing Hong.

Qing Hong also picked up the gun in an instant, but the other party at least said that there were seven or eight people surrounding them, no matter how good her marksmanship was, it was useless, she couldn't help being speechless, what the hell was this guy trying to do.

Zhang Jin looked at the fat man unmoved.

The fat man laughed loudly and said, "I like courage, but you have to have enough important chips to play with me."

"How about the beauty beside me?" Zhang Jin said lightly.

"What?!" Qing Hong was startled and annoyed when she heard that, she almost killed Zhang Jin by staring at her, but she knew that there must be some reason for Zhang Jin's crazy behavior, besides, it would be useless for her to shoot now.

"Haha, I like you, you can play, but it's a pity that although this beauty is beautiful, it is the end of the world, women are not worth much, and she is not enough." The fat man laughed loudly.

Zhang Jin stretched out his hand and took out the golden pistol, "What about this?"

"Golden pistol?!" Fatty stared at the pistol in shock, and said with his mouth parted, "Is this the one that Li Can took from the Black Wolf Gang?"

Zhang Jin nodded and said, "Are you satisfied with the chips this time?"

(End of this chapter)