God and Devil World

Seeing the passionate survivors, Niu Jiang’s face changed slightly and hesitated for a while. He stood up and smiled at Yue Zhong’s apology: “Sorry! I am a team member after all!”

After the completion of the sentence, Niujiang left here and returned to his subordinates to watch this development silently. A few pieces of barbecue are not enough to let him stay and sell for Yue Zhong. He and Yue Zhong are just a meeting, nodding.

Looking at the crowd of more than two hundred survivors, Gu Manzi flashed a touch of fear and stepped back. If those survivors are provoked and rioted, they are even more terrible than the fiercest beasts.

Yue Zhong stood up, holding the 05 light micro-sounding submachine gun in his right hand, and holding a 54 pistol in his left hand and directly shot in front of Huang Wei'an: "I want my food! No way! All of them are going to roll away from Laozi, you Group garbage! Have the ability to go to the zombie mouth to plan food. If you go further, my gun can not have long eyes!"

A bullet was shot in front of Huang Wei'an, and he suddenly looked white. He looked at the 05 light micro-powered submachine gun and 54 pistol in Yue Zhong's hand and stepped back a few steps. It was no longer the same as before. Although he is not good at instigating, he is essentially a coward who is afraid of death.

"Yue Zhong..."

Huang Wei'an just wanted to continue to say something, and was interrupted by Yue Zhong: "Huang Wei'an, you shut me up, then roll back. Otherwise, the first one will shoot you!"

Was so yelled by Yue Zhong, Huang Wei'an's face was blue and white, his mouth trembled a few times, like a mournful dog turned and left.

Yue Zhong suddenly turned the muzzle and pointed it in the direction of Wang Jian. He murdered his arrogant violent sigh: "Wang Jian, I warn you, don't point the gun at me. Otherwise, I don't mind killing you all! I There are thousands of dead zombies, and hundreds of people who die in my hands. Killing one is killing, killing one hundred is also killing! I will not come to provoke you, don’t come to provoke me. Raise me, you guys Don't want to live today! Take your guns away, otherwise you will die!"

The five police officers Wang Jian saved the two hundred survivors and maintained the order here, so that the people here are still somewhat human. This makes Yue Zhong’s heart very admire their character. However, if the two sides have a conflict, Yue Zhong will not hesitate to kill them. After all, now is the end of the world, human life is like an ant, Yue Zhong only wants to live well, the person who blocks his way, is a saint, he will also kill.

Of course, if it is not necessary, Yue Zhong does not want to kill the five policemen Wang Jian. Without Wang Jian, they protected. The more than 200 survivors of this fleet are afraid that they will die and die very quickly. Only the order and humanity will collapse completely.

Yue Zhong did not have the interest to conquer this team as the leader of this fleet survivor. Because he does not have a stable base like Dayan Town, Shima Town, and Qingyuan County. If Yue Zhong conquered this team, I was afraid to worry about their food every day. Otherwise, unstable elements like Huang Wei'an have long been killed by him.

In the cruel end of the world, Yue Zhong can kill the enemy without blinking. However, he is not willing to make meaningless killings. I don't want to see survivors who are already few dead to die for no reason.

Wang Jianhe and the other four policemen were originally trying to smash the guns and heavyweights, but Yue Zhong’s speed was far above their movements. He just wanted to have an action. Yue Zhong's 05 light micro-sounding submachine gun has already locked them. He can feel the powerful killing of Yue Zhong. As long as they are slightly different, the other party will definitely shoot them without hesitation. This made him dare not move.

Wang Jian, with the strong pressure of Yue Zhong, slowly said: "I know! Please put down the gun first! We promise not to point the gun at you. If you do not want to distribute the food together, please leave our team."

The other four police officers did not dare to have any change. They had a strong sense of justice, but they were not mad. They are also unwilling to sacrifice their lives for no reason.

Yue Zhong took the 05 light micro-sounding submachine gun directly to the crowd, the voice was cold: "I will leave tomorrow! Now, all of you guys will roll me back to your camp. I count to ten, people who don't leave, just lie. It’s good here!”

"10"

"9"

"..."

Under the threat of Yue Zhong’s guns, those survivors who did not have the backbone of the main body rushed to flee in the direction of the camp. In the chaos and self-destruction, the three weak female survivors were hit by the survivors. Go, and then step on it and step on it into a meat sauce. Cries, cold sounds, and loud noises rang in the crowd.

No one looked at the three female survivors who were trampled to death. In this last age, it is normal for the dead to die. Every day, human beings are killed, starved to death, eaten, and committed suicide. Looking at it, people are numb. As long as they are not their loved ones, they will not care.

Yue Zhong stunned the chaotic crowd and glanced at Gu Manzi and Liu Erhei: "It's okay! Eat!"

Gu Manzi, Liu Erhei, and Zhuo Yazhen looked at Yue Zhong’s eyes with a layer of awe. The two hundred survivors just under the provocation of Huang Wei'an, the momentum is really great, they are extremely afraid. They did not think that Yue Zhong was so easy to resolve the crisis, so that Huang Wei'an was like a funeral dog and rolled back into his camp.

"Good bully!" Niu Jiang looked at Yue Zhong alone and forced the two hundred survivors to retreat. His eyes flashed a glimmer of light and then sighed. He did not stand firm in Yue Zhong just now, and he was slightly regretted.

In fact, if Yue Zhong was weak and retreating, Niu Jiang might go up and step on Yue, and then steal everything he could steal.

In the last days, the cruel jungle law is known to every survivor. As long as the weak color is revealed, the hungry wolf around will pounce on and take away everything you have.

If Yue Zhong just gave his food to Huang Wei'an. After Huang Wei'an receives the grain, he will immediately ask Yue Zhong to join the armed forces of the team, accept the unified command, squeeze the living space of Yue Zhong step by step, and force Yue Zhong to become a **** in his hand. It’s just that Huang Wei’an didn’t think that Yue’s reaction would be so fierce, so decisive, so that his backhands all became a bubble.

Yue Zhong reveals fierce fangs, and those survivors naturally dare not come to provoke him. Yue Zhong and his party were able to finish their dinner in a leisurely manner.

After dinner, Gu Manzi took the initiative to go to the dishes. Yue Zhong is letting Zhuo Yazhen begin to use the 54-type pistol for shooting practice.

Among Yue Zhong’s storage rings, there are 1,300 rounds of 54-type pistols, and it’s fine for Zhuo Ya’s shooting.

Listening to the sound of the gunshots, the survivors were shaking slightly. If they just continued to force Yue Zhong, I was afraid that those bullets would be shot on them.

"There are so many bullets on their side? The Yue Zhong said that he killed thousands of zombies. I am afraid that it is true! It is right or wrong to force him away from the team!" Wang Jian listened to the gunshots that were not far away. The heart is complex. When Huang Wei'an first encouraged him, he promised to force Yue Zhong to hand over the food. That is because the food of the team has reached a precarious situation.

More than two hundred people eat and drink is not a small amount. Their team did not dare to enter the town, only to find some small villages to find supplies. Even if they found a small village, they could only kill a few zombies like a thief, and evacuate a small supermarket and convenience store. If they were discovered by the zombies of the brigade, they would only flee. And in the process of searching for zombies, there are constantly people who die, so that the morale of this team is getting lower and lower, and fewer people are willing to go out and find supplies.

Yue Zhong stood by Zhuo Yazhen and pointed her shooting skills. If it is fighting with the zombies, Zhuo Yazhen is already an entry. With her ability and equipment, it is not a problem to kill the evolutionary zombies like L1 and S1. But against humans, guns are more practical and powerful.

It has entered the autumn, and when the night wind blows, a chill will swept the people.

Standing on the side of Yue Zhong, Yun Caiwei was blown by the wind, and his body shrank slightly. He pulled La Yuezhong's clothes corner and looked at Yue Zhong with that pair of poor and big eyes: "Big brother, can you hug me?" I am a little cold!"

"Good!" Yue Zhong looked at the exquisitely like the porcelain-like Yun Caiwei, and took her into her arms. A faint fragrance was uploaded from her body.

Yun Caiwei is curled up in Yue Zhong’s arms like a kitten, feeling the warmth of Yue Zhong’s body~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The face is full of satisfaction. With this generosity and warm embrace, she does not need to worry about the wind and rain outside, and soon she fell asleep in the arms of Yue Zhong.

After Zhuoya hit dozens of bullets, she returned to Yue Zhong’s side.

After the grooming, Zhuo Yazhen, Yue Zhong, Yun Caiwei and Gu Manzi got into a marching tent. Liu Erhei was lucky to get a tent himself.

The white bone was holding a big axe and patrolling around Yue Zhong.

"It's so comfortable!" Gu Manzi drew into the tent and slept on the right hand side of Yun Caiwei. She covered her blanket, stretched her body, felt the filling of the stomach, closed her eyes, and fell asleep happily. . This is the first time after the end of the world, she slept so sweet for the first time, don't worry about food, don't worry about her future, and don't worry about her safety.

Zhuo Yazhen looked at Yue Zhong, who was sleeping on her right hand side, and stretched her head and kissed him on Yue Zhong’s face. Then he held Yue Zhong’s arm and fell asleep.

On this night without the moon, a militant, like a mouse, carefully walked through the night and quietly approached the team.