Dawn After Darkness of Doom

When Mo Yin opened his eyes, his thoughts were still a little chaotic. He stared at the roof of the car for a while, then turned around and looked around, then sat up straight, "Where's Qi Min?!"

Wang Bin, who was leaning on the back of the chair and fell into a light sleep, was awakened by him, and turned to look at him, "Master, you are awake."

"Where are others?!" Mo Yin clapped his hands on the back of the chair, and asked again, staring at him with dark eyes, hiding the anger that could explode at any time.

Wang Bin pursed his lips and lowered his head, raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. It had been more than three hours and the other party still hadn't come back. He hesitated for a while and organized his words: "He helped us lure the living dead away, now... ...haven't caught up yet."

It's possible that he won't be able to catch up. He kept this sentence in his heart and didn't say it. He didn't want to believe it, and the young master didn't want to believe it.

Mo Yin's hands suddenly tightened, his fingers seemed to be embedded in the leather back of the chair, his pupils trembled and he didn't know what he was thinking, "Drive, let's go back and find him now."

"Master, there are still some undead people active around that community. It's too dangerous to go back now. Do you want to let Xiao Min's hard work go to waste?" Wang Bin felt uncomfortable, but he always remembered the last time Qi Min looked at him. One glance is to let him take the person away safely, he can't live up to the painstaking efforts of the other party.

Hearing his words, Mo Yin leaned back on the chair as if discouraged, and covered his eyes with his arms. Because of the environment he lived in since he was a child, he was wary of all the people who approached him, thinking whether they had a purpose.

It's the same for this boy who suddenly appeared, he has many secrets that he can't understand, and he can't help but guess again and again whether the other party wants to get something from him.

He knew that the other party knew these doubts, but even so, he still never turned back every time he encountered danger, and never hesitated for a moment.

Mo Yin suddenly remembered the question that person asked him when he was in County M. At that time, he was silent for a long time without answering. I don't know what the other person was thinking at that time?

He moved his arm away and looked sideways at the place where Qi Min usually sat, on which was his backpack that he had always treasured. He pursed his lips tightly, maybe what the other party wanted from him was just a friend.

With a "click", the car door was knocked, and Wang Bin and Mo Yin's eyes were instantly focused on the door, with joy rising in their hearts that they didn't even notice.

"We've run out of oil, are you leaving?" Yang Yue opened the car door, looked at the people inside and asked.His cousin was so useless, he had asked him to come and tell them that he would go with them, but he actually brought her back an uncertain answer.

What he saw was not the person he thought in his heart, Mo Yin's eyes sank, he turned his face to the side and ignored her.

Wang Bin was also a little disappointed in his heart. When they were waiting last time, Qi Min came back like this, "We don't plan to leave yet. If you want to leave, please go."

"It's not safe to stop here at night. It's better to hurry. You'll be in the next city tomorrow." She looked at the sullen and silent person, and couldn't help but sigh at the perfect profile of the other person. Continue to persuade, "We can still be a companion together."

If he was a little more sensible, Wang Bin might be happy to see her love come true, so that his young master's closed heart can be opened, but it's a pity that this little girl is not easy, and he doesn't have that kind of thought. "Our companion has not returned yet, we are waiting for him."

Is that the boy with the baby face?Yang Yue curled her lips, being chased away by such a large group of undead, it is estimated that she is now a handful of bones, how can she wait.

"Then let's not leave, anyway, I'm not in a hurry, I'll accompany you here." She rolled her eyes, leaned in and wanted to sit on the seat with only a bag.

Mo Yin put his long legs on it, stopped her movement, turned to stare at her indifferently, "There is no place for you to sit here, go back to your own car."

Yang Yue thought that he hadn't done anything to make him angry. Why did this person dislike her so much? She was chased by others before, but now he chased others instead, and he didn't appreciate it, "Why do you always So fierce? I am also kind!"

Her voice suddenly increased, and Wang Bin frowned. Although there are no living dead nearby, there is no guarantee that it will not attract people from afar. , you and your cousin don’t have to wait for us.”

After being rejected by two people one after another, Yang Yue, who was already arrogant, couldn't hold it back anymore. She crossed her arms and snorted coldly, "I advise you not to wait for that boy. There are so many living dead chasing him. How could there be any more?" Fate!"

"Say it again." Mo Yin's eyes immediately turned cold a few degrees, and his expression was calm and scary.

Yang Yue was overwhelmed, and felt a little apprehensive, but her stubbornness made her hold her chin high, unwilling to admit defeat, "I'm not wrong, he is a human being but not a god, even if he dies..."

The muzzle of the black gun was aimed at her, and the unfinished words stuck in her throat could not be said anymore, her body was tense and did not dare to move, she never knew that being pointed at by a gun was so terrifying Feel.

"Believe it or not, I'll let you die right now?" Mo Yin's finger was on the trigger, as if it would be pressed lightly in the next second, ending her life.

Fearing that his cousin would make others unhappy, Zheng Hao, who had been leaning on the side of the car and paying attention to this side, rushed over and blocked her behind with his arms, "She is young and ignorant, if I say something wrong, I apologize for her, and please Forgive her this time."

Seeing her huddling behind the man with a pale face, not daring to say a word, Mo Yin, who was in a state of confusion, didn't bother to argue with her, so he put down his gun and leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes, "Take her and get out."

Zheng Hao nodded quickly, helped them close the car door, pulled his cousin who had been scared out of his soul, turned and left, and told her not to provoke others, if he didn't listen, are you happy now?

In the dark night, Qi Min clutched his wound that was still bleeding and entered the half-built building. He walked up a few floors along the stairs that were still on the concrete surface, and finally sat down in a corner, leaning on a little tired. on rough walls.

Because of the excessive blood loss, his lips were bloodless, and his childish face looked a little pitiful. He raised his head and pressed the back of his head against the wall behind him, and took a few breaths. A ferocious claw mark.

He turned his face to the side, looked at the starless night sky, and gradually lost his mind, they should have fled to a safe place, maybe they stopped at a certain street corner and waited for him to pass by like last time.

It's just a pity that he might not be able to find them for the time being. The stinging pain on his neck still reminded him of the existence of the wound. Looking for them with the wound left by the living dead would scare them, right?

Even if a monster like him wouldn't be infected at all, and he didn't want to see the fear of himself in their eyes, he withdrew his gaze from the outside, moved his body so that he could sit upright.

He unzipped his clothes, tore off a piece of cloth from the T-shirt inside, bit one end in his mouth, wrapped it around his injured arm, and tied it tightly with some strength.

Now his body is not only covered with his own blood, but also covered with the blood of the living dead. He couldn't count how many dead people he had killed, but he only knew to keep moving forward among them, bringing them to Mo Yin and the others. more time.

After wrapping the wound, he wiped the blood from his hands on the already dirty clothes, leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, intending to take a rest.

Within a few minutes, he heard rustling movements in his ears, which seemed to be the sound of slow footsteps. He opened his eyes, stared at the direction of the stairs, and reached out to pick up a gravel on the ground. If it is the living dead, he will kill it immediately.

Footsteps slowly approached the floor he was on, and because of the dim moonlight on the wall over there, a very faint shadow was reflected, which was in the shape of a human body.

He lifted his hand holding the stone slightly, and focused his attention on that position, until the other side showed a side face with blue-gray skin. He lowered his eyes, and with a flick of his wrist, he threw the stone out. temple.

A surprising thing happened, the living dead actually took a step back, the stone that was supposed to hit its temple, rubbed against its forehead, and hit the wall.

Then it turned its face slowly, and its gray eyes without pupils met him. It should not be able to see emotion, but he could clearly see some grievances.

Seeing the face of the living dead clearly, Qi Min suddenly remembered that the other was the one he saw on the way to D County, and it disappeared before he had time to chase it.

Such a human expression appeared on its slightly rotten face, which made him temporarily stop the action of picking up the second stone, and stared at the other side for a long time.

The undead let out a low growl, and continued to move up, the movement was much more agile than other undead, it walked up the stairs to him, tilted its head and stared at him.

"Are you sane?" Qi Min raised his head slightly and asked, if there were other people around, he would definitely think that he was crazy when he was talking to the living dead, but standing in front of the blood-soaked person would not bite the living dead , wouldn't it be more neurotic?

The living dead man seemed to understand what he said, nodded, squatted down in front of him, and put his face on his hands obediently, making such cute movements with such a terrifying appearance, it was a bit funny.

He is sane, but obviously not the sane that an adult should have. Qi Min had a conclusion in his mind, he relaxed a little, leaned back his sitting upright body, and withdrew his inner guard.

The living dead looked at him for a while, stretched out a finger, and carefully touched the wound on his neck, then retracted quickly as if frightened, furrowed his eyebrows that were basically gone, and roared twice. want to express something.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt too much." Qi Min seemed to understand, and he reached out to touch it himself. Compared with the gunshot wound on his arm, this is indeed much better.

The ignorant living dead suddenly touched his tattered clothes, finally took them into a pocket that was still intact, and when he took them out again, he held a handful of colorful candies and handed them all to him, spreading his hands At the same time, a few fell to the ground, and it carefully picked it up with the other hand and piled it on top of the candies.

Seeing its behavior like offering a treasure, Qi Min stretched out his hand to take one, unwrapped the wrapping paper, and put the translucent fruit-flavored candy into his mouth, the sweet taste immediately spread in his mouth, making his mood Much better, "This one is enough for me, keep the others for yourself."

Few people take candy, which is not a very hungry thing. Maybe those with children will take some. Most of them are abandoned on the shelves and no one cares about them. The living dead don't know which supermarket they got them from.

The living dead stretched out Qinghui's palms towards him again, and was very persistent in wanting to give them all to him to show his generosity.

Qi Min had no choice but to raise his hand and spread it out, and the next moment those candies were put into his palm, he tightened his hand and put it in his pocket, raised his other hand to stroke its hairless head, "Good boy. "

When he put down his hand, the living dead moved to his side, sat next to him, let out two soft growls, as if talking to him.

Qi Min closed his eyes again to relieve his tired nerves, and hoped that the two people who were still in County D could get well in the next period of time.