He Lived Like You

    The eyes accustomed to the dark could vaguely see him opening the bag containing the dinner, Jiang Huan didn't know what he wanted to do, he couldn't do anything anyway, he could only feel fear and trepidation waiting.

    Soon, something was stuck on Jiang Huan's lips, he subconsciously gritted his teeth and stepped back, but the man pressed the back of his head with one hand, and the other hand forcibly stuffed the thing into his in the mouth.

    "Hmm..." Jiang Huan wanted to shout, but the man snorted "Shut up!" in advance, and blocked his shout back in his throat.

      It was hard, but Jiang Huan couldn't wait to chew it immediately. Soon, there was a small piece of torn cake on his lips, and he hurried to bite, almost eating the man's fingers into his mouth.

    Jiang Huan’s saliva was stained on the glove of the man in sunglasses, and he seemed a little disgusted. After a pause, he took off the glove and continued to feed. The little guy was hungry, his throat kept swallowing, and the soft tongue tip Grabbing his fingers and licking, the tickling feels like being licked by a puppy who hasn't opened his eyes yet. The man didn't say a word from beginning to end, but handed over his water bottle after Jiang Huan choked.

    Jiang Huan's hands were tied behind him, the man opened the bottle cap and fed him little by little, and soon, a whole piece of cake fell into Jiang Huan's stomach, The premonition of dying due to extreme hunger and thirst also slowly subsided.

    The other man who accompanied the man in sunglasses fell unconscious, and his snoring could pierce through the sky. Jiang Huan filled his stomach. Thank you, and ask innocently: "Brother, can you help me get out of here? I will ask my father to give you a large thank you fee."

    The man in sunglasses didn't say a word, he threw the plastic bag aside, stuffed the remaining half bottle of water back into his arms, put on gloves, stood up in front of Jiang Huan, and sat down again Returning to his old position on the broken table, with his arms around his chest, he lowered his head slightly.

    The only person who showed kindness to him rejected him with silence. Jiang Huan bent his legs in extreme disappointment.

    The next day, it was still the same situation, there was no news from the outside world, and the atmosphere in the factory was impetuous. The flat-headed man punched and kicked Jiang Huan when he was a little upset, while the man with sunglasses always looked like he couldn't sleep, either sitting on the table or standing in the corner, out of tune with everything around him.

    He still didn't eat, and in the afternoon when other people gathered, he fed the cold wild vegetable porridge into Jiang Huan's mouth.

    Jiang Huan had a new scar on his face. He chewed with tearing wounds. He sucked in pain while eating. Wiping Jiang Huan's mouth with his cuff, the old **** sat on the ground and fell asleep in the corner again.

    Jiang Huan had read about Stockholm in books, he thought he must have fallen into Stockholm Syndrome, because the man surnamed Shen ate twice, so Jiang Huan could not help him I have a great sense of dependence, I can't help but spy on him secretly, guess the face under the sunglasses and the mask, and want to communicate with each other.

    In the evening, because of Jiang Huan's father's indifference, Jiang Huan was once again taken out by the flat-headed man to exhale. The rusted dagger first cut off the rope that bound his hands, and then aimed at Jiang Huan Huan's fingers.

    Jiang Huan cried and struggled hysterically, but his strength as a child could not be lower than that of a few grown men. The people around him were very excited, and the jeers and laughter continued, telling that the people at the bottom of the city were living like ants, while those who were opportunistic in the city could enjoy the few supplies left, and they would be dissatisfied and panic. To vent on a child, it seems that he is the most righteous messenger, punishing the most evil people.

    Seeing the blade raised high, Jiang Huan finally collapsed in his senses. He couldn't help looking at the man in sunglasses, screaming and shouting: "Save me! Please save me!"

    The man was indifferent.

    He was not sleeping, but stood by the wall and looked out the window from a distance, indifferent to what Jiang Huan was about to suffer.

    Jiang Huan felt desolate in his heart. He hated his weakness and helplessness, and he also thought resentfully about why the man didn't come to help him, and felt that he actually expected an accomplice who kidnapped him to save him. It was ridiculous. .

      The screams were covered up by the artillery fire before they sounded, and the familiar voice of a small and thin man was faintly begging for mercy, followed by the sound of bullets penetrating into flesh and body and falling to the ground.

    The men surrounding Jiang Huan who were about to commit atrocities suddenly panicked and let go of him. The flat-headed man barely kept his composure. Many other people were arrogant and domineering one second, but scared the next. like a quail.

    Jiang Huan looked at the door with joy, looking forward to the arrival of rescue, but he was suddenly grabbed by the back of the neck and strangled by the throat. in front of.

    "Don't move!" The flat-headed man scolded the mercenary team that broke in, "Otherwise I'll kill him!"

      , he made a gesture and exited the room with his teammates behind him.

    The flat-headed man thought to himself that he was indeed the rescuer who came to rescue the child, and that he would definitely be able to get a chance by taking the hostages himself.

      A roar: "Hand/Thunder!"

    Jiang Huan's eyes widened, and his mood was like falling into an abyss. He thought his father would save him... But he didn't expect to welcome a team that would not hesitate to sacrifice hostages just to wipe out the enemy. , or that the hostages are dead, and one hundred and one hundred will save trouble in the future.

    The hand that has already ripped off the lead/Lei Fei was in mid-air. At that moment, time passed very long. Jiang Huan thought about it a lot, but he didn't seem to think about anything. Life is too short and too pale, as if there are no unforgettable memories.

    At the last moment when his mind was blank, a figure that was almost left with only an afterimage snatched him from the hand of the flat-headed man. The next second, the two of them had already broken out of the window, The man in sunglasses used his body to block the broken glass, rolled around on the ground with his arms around Jiang Huan, jumped forward a dozen meters with the impact of the explosion, and quickly took off his mask and put it on his face. .

    A series of actions are smooth, but they are definitely not behaviors that normal humans can complete.

    Jiang Huan wrapped his arms around the neck of the man with sunglasses in shock, breathing so fast that he seemed to gasp to death. Standing up, he swept a row of bullets under his feet.

    "Ah ah—" Jiang Huan couldn't help screaming and shrinking his head, only to hear the man tut an irritably, put one arm around him tighter, and then take three steps for a run, He jumped over the four-meter-high wall with ease.

    The mercenary with guns behind him couldn't help but lie in a trough for several, unbelievable the scene in front of them, the person in the lead immediately reported the abnormal situation to the superior, which instantly caused the high-level officials of the North attention, but the discussion came and went, but there was no following.

      Bullet, a man who can jump over a four-meter high wall with just one jump, is a ruthless mutant.

    As for the child in his arms, he is probably thin-skinned and tender, so he was taken away as a ration.

    Of course these are things to come later, and at this moment on the timeline, Jiang Huan was bumping in the arms of the man, he carefully opened one eye, the wind whistled past his ears, he seemed to be Sitting in a convertible with no shock absorption, everything in front of you flies by.

    Jiang Huan realized something was wrong.

    Until the man arrived at a residential building surrounded by zombies, Jiang Huan's face was whitened by endless zombies. I don't want to die like this, I don't want to become... a zombie..."

    The man ignored him and took off his sunglasses, revealing black and red eyes that were exactly like the zombies, but with more expression and emotion.

    "Get out of the way." He said impatiently, sharp teeth looming between his lips. The zombies were about to move at Jiang Huan, but as soon as the man opened his mouth, they immediately retreated in fear, as if welcoming their king.

    This time Jiang Huan was so horrified that he couldn't speak, he was as stiff as a stone, like a sculpture of a boy in a man's arms.

    The man brought Jiang Huan to a clean room with clean water and fresh melons, fruits and fish, but the radiation contained in these foods was too strong for Jiang Huan to eat, he could only eat The overnight flatbread crumbs in the man's pocket, and then drink the little water left in the plastic bottle.

    Dry, tasteless, thick flour cakes, and fragrant braised fish, I don't know if I don't compare them. I want to cry when I compare them to Jiang Huan.

    The man called himself Shen Shanwu, and he let Jiang Huan sleep here, saying that he would be sent back to the main entrance of Anping North Territory tomorrow.

    "I won't come back here after this, and you don't have to bother to find someone to come here to catch me." Shen Shanwu took a cold shower and changed into clean clothes. The original owner was obviously not as tall as Shen Shanwu, and his trousers were nine points over his legs, revealing his ankles with well-defined joints.

    Jiang Huan nodded in agreement and licked the scraps from his fingertips into his mouth. They were on the first floor, and there were zombies around the window. They were lying on the door, by the window, and on the fence. Although they did not dare to blatantly squeeze in because of the existence of Shen Shanwu, they always coveted the only living person present. .

     "Don't worry, they won't come in." Shen Shanwu saw the fear in Jiang Huan's heart, "I'm here."

    Jiang Huan glanced at Shen Shanwu's pair of red pupils, his heart was pounding nervously again, he swallowed, feeling that he was roughly crazy, "Shen Shanwu...brother, Can I not go back to the North..."

    "Huh? Then where are you going." Shen Shanwu's tone was poor, and his eyes were also contemptuous, "Let's say first, I'm not a good person, driven by you to run around. "

    "...I want to follow you." Jiang Huan clenched his fists and said, "Can I follow you?"

    "Huh?" Shen Shanwu raised his eyebrows as if he had heard some big joke, "What a joke, no." He seemed to think that no two words were not strong enough. He added with a grinning smile: "I'm a zombie. If you annoy me, I'll dig out your internal organs, eat your stomach, and then break your limbs to feed other zombies."

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