Zombie Crisis: Survival comes first

Along with the movement of chairs, the sound of crutches falling to the ground was heard again in the room.

"Clang."

It was like something fell on the ground.

The next second, the door inside was opened, and the upper part of the curtain was lifted.

Strangely, the first thing Chen Yu saw was not a person, but an old-fashioned shotgun.

"Who are you looking for?" Although the old man's voice was a bit old, it revealed a sense of vigilance.

Hearing this, Chen Yu put his hands in front of the door and said with a smile: "Old sir, we passed by this way. We haven't seen anyone for a long time, so we came from that way."

After speaking, Chen Yu pointed to the left side.

Seeing this, Qing'er was startled. She clearly remembered that everyone came from the right.

Sure enough, when the old man in the house heard this, he immediately pulled the trigger...

The next second, Chen Yu quickly moved to the side and said in a deep voice: "There is no need to shoot when you come up. We have no ill intentions!"

As soon as he said this, the old man hesitated and said with a cold face: "You lied to me, the road on the left has been blocked for a long time, no car can get in, the right... the right..."

When he said this, there was a violent coughing sound in the room.

Then Chen Yu looked at Zhang Yin and nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Zhang Yin made an OK gesture and quietly moved to the side.

Although he didn't take action against the people in the house, and he didn't intend to rob supplies, it was not a problem to be constantly being targeted by a gun.

So Chen Yu planned to ask Zhang Yin to find a way to get in and see if he could remove the gun, and then they could talk slowly.

At this moment, several dogs barked suddenly from the backyard.

"Wang Wang Wang!!"

"Don't scream at all, you're not a monster." A voice came from inside the house.

The sudden movement made Chen Yu become a little solemn.

But at this moment, the door opened and the gun was put away.

"Come in, I know you are not bad people."

After finishing speaking, Chen Yu looked at the people outside, waved to them to sit down, and then walked in himself.

"Old man, what do you mean?"

There are not many furnitures in the house, and they are a bit messy. The windows are basically boarded up. Fortunately, it is daytime, so the light is barely okay.

Chen Yu looked around and found a pot near the wall with firewood burning underneath.

"Aren't you afraid of being exposed?" He looked at the old man in front of him, sat down with some difficulty, and then gently stirred the food in the pot.

"It's been half a year, and you're the first group of people to show up." The old man's voice seemed older due to the cough just now.

Then Chen Yu looked at him a few times through the light. He felt that he must be in his seventies, but he looked very tired, and his white hair was particularly eye-catching.

Seeing this, Chen Yu was curious about many things. He couldn't figure out how such an old man could live alone until now?

The next second, the old gentleman reached for the chopped firewood next to him, but the distance was a little short and he couldn't reach it.

Seeing this, Chen Yu walked over and helped pass some out.

At the same time, the old man also saw the pistol on his waist.

"Young man, how many people have you killed with this gun?"

Hearing this abrupt remark, Chen Yu took a few steps back cautiously. He would not think that this old man was a good person.

Turning to look at the people basking in the sun outside, Chen Yu continued to ask, "What did you mean by what you just said?"

"Because...ahem!"

At this point, the old man started coughing again.

After a few seconds, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and said slowly: "In the current living environment, you can carry two wounded people on the road, and there are children in the team."

"At least it shows that people are not bad."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and stared directly at Chen Yu.

The moment they looked at each other, Chen Yu's heart sank, because the old man had three huge wounds on his left eye.

If you look carefully, there should be five, the ones on the left and right are a little smaller.

Although he has recovered, he still looks extremely scary because his eye sockets are empty...

"Come in, it's really sunny outside." After saying this, the old man turned around again and continued to prepare food.

Hearing this, Chen Yu thought about it for a long time, walked to the door and said softly: "That's it."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was relieved, and Qing'er was the first to run in, not caring about so much, and slumped directly on the sofa.

The small hut, which was not big in the first place, seemed crowded due to the large number of people.

"You don't have any share of the food." The old gentleman whispered as he stirred the pot.

Hearing this, Uncle Wa looked around at the wooden boards on the windows, turned around and said calmly: "Can you still hold on to the supplies?"

"I can't hold on." The old man scooped up some food with a spoon. The thick liquid had a strange smell.

He tasted it a little, and then said, "You haven't smelled it, have you? This is dog food. It's like this after it's cooked."

At this point, the old man started coughing again.

Seeing this, Chen Yu walked over and stood next to Jin Linfu, who was looking around, and whispered: "Go over and take a look. If this old man has an infectious disease, he will suffer."

Hearing this, although Jin Linfu was a little reluctant, he had no choice but to walk over.

"Old sir, let him take a look at it. You can't keep coughing like this. Zombies can easily be attracted here regardless of whether you say anything or not."

Unexpectedly, the old man waved his hand, shook his head and said, "A piece of wood hit my leg a few days ago, and the wound has been infected. There is no way to save it."

Then he turned to look at Hong Wu and Han Liyuan, and continued: "If you still had medicine, they wouldn't be so weak..."

As soon as these words came out, Qing'er suddenly remembered that there were two wounded people, and quickly stood up and asked these two people to sit down.

"Thank you." Although Hong Wu was also very tired, he still smiled gratefully.

"Let's take a rest first. I'll see if I can find some water to feed you." After saying this, Qing'er was ready to look outside the house, just in case there was a well or something like that.

"You should rest, girl, the well has been destroyed by me." The old man's voice sounded.

"What's your name?" Chen Yu first motioned to Jin Linfu not to move, then looked at him and asked.

"That's it. Does the name have any meaning, young man?" The old man's voice was very calm.

Hearing this, Chen Yu shook his head: "Of course it makes sense, at least you need to know the name of the person you are saving, right?"

After he finished speaking, the old gentleman turned his head and continued to look at him.

At the same time, the empty eye sockets appeared in front of everyone again.

The next second, the old man took the blindfold from the table next to him and put it on, and then said, "My surname is Ji."

"Okay, Mr. Ji, if we have medicine that can save your injury, what can you offer as a trade?"

Old Man Ji was also moved when he heard that his injury seemed to be healed.