rotten first year

Chapter 85 Ending the Screaming Zombie
'Crack~'

In front of the counter on the first floor of the grain and oil store, Chen Mo flicked on a flashlight and looked helplessly at Tian Fang who was devouring the bread in front of him.

"Hey, aren't you tired of keeping a straight face every day?"

silence.

Chen Mo heard Tian Fang talking to herself vaguely while eating, and then she pursed her mouth and made no sound.

Tian Fang continued to eat while secretly looking at the man in front of him. He wasn't considered strong, but he was extremely safe on the dark first floor with this man by his side.

"You are pretending to be mature like this, you are not handsome at all."

After eating a piece of bread, Tian Fang picked up another instant noodle, and while unpacking, muttered in a low voice, followed by a crackling sound of chewing, and Tian Fang spoke again.

"My dad told me that if a man is very mature and powerful, he will treat everything in this world with gentleness."

Halfway through his words, Tian Fang took a sip of water and then spoke again.

"Growing up does not mean becoming more and more ruthless, but more and more gentle, and always maintain the original intention, that is, no matter what the world treats me, I am still me, this is called growth."

"Who told you that."

Hearing Tian Fang's voice, Chen Mo raised his eyes, watched Tian Fang quietly and asked back.

"My dad, my dad told me."

"Eat fast."

"Oh well."

Tian Fang, who looked like a reincarnated starving ghost, ate non-stop for about 10 minutes, then picked up three bottles of mineral water and a bunch of food and told Chen Mo that he was full.

Then the two went upstairs and went back to their own rooms.

Chen Mo, who was lying on the bed, glanced at the time. It was already late, and he was still thinking about what Tian Fang had said to him.

But Chen Mo, who was lying on the bed, sighed slightly, then put the quilt on his body and fell into a deep sleep.

At night, the moonlight shines on a road at the junction of town xc and country q, and there are a few scattered zombies floating around the road that look like ghosts.

"Boss, why don't we withdraw, Brother Qin didn't even see a living person in the news."

At this time, a timid whisper came from the grass on the roadside, and then a fat man with a fleshy face was seen, his face twisted and he gritted his teeth and groaned.

"If brother Qin hadn't gone out to find supplies today and took away the man and the gun, heh heh, I'd have to chop up the little boy face into pieces and feed it to the zombies."

"Boss, brother Qin is looking for you."

As the fat man's voice fell, the person who was also crouching with the fat man and hiding in the grass one person tall said something, and then sent the walkie-talkie over.

Looking at the fat man again, he heard the word Brother Qin with a resentful expression on his face, and then the fat on his face trembled, and he hurriedly took the walkie-talkie.

"Hey, brother Qin, me."

As soon as the fat man opened his mouth, an extremely violent gunshot came from the intercom, interrupting the fat man's words.

"Shut up! Do you think today is not embarrassing enough? You are a bunch of trash, scared to death by two guns, what use are you!"

"Qin, Brother Qin, listen to me."

"I'm listening to you! Now, immediately, get the hell out of the church! Get your people to go out and find out why they want so many planks, they're almost emptying out the entire lumberyard!"

"Yes Yes."

"And that trash called Agou, it's really unlucky to let people throw it out to feed zombies at night."

"Clear, understand."

Slowly turn off the power of the walkie-talkie. At this moment, the flesh on the fat man's face has begun to tremble, and the teeth in his mouth are also being bitten and creaking.

"The one surnamed Qin is simply deceiving people too much. It's fine if we don't give us guns, and throw Agou out to feed the zombies."

No matter how much atmosphere there was in his heart, the fat man at this moment could only whisper bitterly, and immediately, the people around fell into a complete silence.

Only the surrounding zombies let out two howls like phlegm in their throats from time to time.

"Kaiba back to the church, Ah Da, go back and tell Ah Gou secretly, tomorrow we will perform a play for the surname Qin, let's."

The time to rest at night is always short, I just feel that Chen Mo, who has just slept for a while, is lying on the bed at the moment, looking at the sunlight shining into the room from outside, Chen Mo immediately raised his hand and took a few sips of the mineral spring.

Not long after Chen Mo woke up, everyone in the grain and oil store also woke up one after another. Afterwards, people's conversations came out one after another in the originally quiet corridor.

Then Chen Mo also got up and went to the corridor. In the morning, except for Er Zhuang, everyone in the grain and oil store gathered together.

Conversations, voices, continued until bowls of convenience food and other steaming food were brought to the table, and everyone immediately picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

In a blink of an eye, breakfast was finished, and then everyone began to move things, and various sheets and quilts were stuffed into the trunks of commercial vehicles and SUVs.

Immediately, Chen Mo and the others got into the car, and the grain and oil shop left Er Zhuang and Yu Hu lying on the bed, as well as Tian Fang's father and daughter, to guard the door, and the rest drove to the Broken Bridge.

The first few people who arrived at the edge of the broken bridge immediately launched a clean-up operation, because last time Han Xiao drove and attracted most of the zombies.

There were not many zombies beside the broken bridge this time, and the vehicles could easily crush all the zombies into meat pies.

As the zombies around the courtyard with the gate wide open were cleaned up, the next step was the main event. Chen Mo, who had returned to the broken bridge again, was the first to charge into the courtyard.

Seeing that the zombies in the yard were still waving their stiff arms, screaming and trying to bite him and the others, Chen Mo turned his head and glanced at the samurai sword that had been dyed black and red.

The zombies in the courtyard kept falling down, but the zombies in the house in the middle of the courtyard were still pouring out continuously.

As the smell of blood and rot in the courtyard became heavier, more and more zombies fell on the ground, finally.

'Pfft! '

With Chen Mo's last swing of the knife, the last zombie fell to the ground, and everyone present was panting.

But Chen Mo, who put the knife back into its sheath, did not stand still like everyone else, but rushed to the door of the house in the courtyard.

'Crack! '

There was a crisp sound, and then Chen Mo directly pulled out the pistol he had prepared from his waist.

At this moment, the screaming zombie in the room with a face like a ghost looked up at Chen Mo, and then opened its mouth in an attempt to howl, but the next second.

'biu! '

I saw Chen Mo holding the pistol tightly and raising his hand, and then the trigger was pulled.

Immediately afterwards, a pistol with a silencer was heard firing slightly, and a bullet was shot directly into the zombie's mouth. With a slight "pop" sound, the bullet instantly passed through the zombie's throat and exited from the zombie's neck. The body broke out from behind.

'Boom~'

Seeing the screaming zombie falling straight to the ground and kicking up dust, Chen Mo expressionlessly put away the still smoking pistol and patted the dust on his body.

(End of this chapter)