The little girl closed her eyes and waited for the last moment. Suddenly, she heard a soft sound in the air, and a warm arm fell into her embrace …
"What happened?
Who died?
Who killed her? "
Zhang Xiao Qiang's expression was ugly as he stood beside the corpse of Gao Dezhu's wife. Looking at the mutilated corpse, he was used to seeing blood and killing. The moment he thought that this was done by a bunch of women who didn't even have the strength to truss a chicken, he couldn't accept it.
No one made a sound. The women all lowered their heads and looked at the ground. Whether it was the grass clothed woman or the plain clothed woman, they didn't want to say anything. The murderer had already been cut into three pieces by the Rat King's Blade thrown by Zhang Xiaoqiang. Everything should end now, and the women were tired …
Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that no one answered, so he couldn't be bothered to care anymore. If the women wanted to kill each other, then so be it. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked towards Gao Dezhu's bedroom, which was now Zhang Xiaoqiang's wireless communication room.
"Can I follow you?
I can do anything, I'm not afraid of anything. Even if it's a monster, I'm not afraid. I know how to shoot. My dad is a police officer, he taught me … "
The little girl's pleading made Zhang Xiaoqiang stop. He glanced at the girl in front of him. The girl's current image was terrible. Her hair was a mess, and her body was covered in wounds. Her undeveloped body was covered in the blood of the crazy woman. The little girl looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang stubbornly. She didn't feel embarrassed about not wearing clothes, and she didn't care about the blood on her body at all.
"What are you afraid of?
Are you afraid of those people?
Forget it, I don't have time to take care of you, and I don't need a burden … "
When Zhang Xiaoqiang said these words, the stubbornness in the little girl's eyes turned into despair. She seemed to know her fate.
"Ding …" A 95-type military knife was thrown to the little girl's feet. The despair in the little girl's eyes turned into surprise. She looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang, not knowing if this was fate.
"This knife is for you. Whoever wants to kill you, kill them. It's that simple …" After saying that, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked into the wireless communication room.
"Zhang Huai An, you old thing, get out here. If you don't hand over the key, I'll break your old bones, Zhang Huai An …"
At this moment, the camp on the shore was brightly lit. Chickens were flying and dogs were jumping. Yang Ke-er was fully armed. Holding her frightening giant knife and sturdy bone shield, she looked around for traces of Zhang Huai An.
Yang Ke-er was scared. The others didn't dare to get close. They didn't dare to get close, but that didn't mean that Yang Ke-er would let them go. Zhang Huai An usually wore a military uniform. As long as Yang Ke-er saw someone wearing a military uniform, she would check them. Many people had already been repeatedly checked by Yang Ke-er, but they didn't dare to get angry or say anything. Who was Yang Ke-er?
The Retired Emperor.
"Woof, woof, woof …" Yang Ke-er was fuming in front and looking for trouble. The two dogs also followed behind to join in the fun. Because of Yang Ke-er's strength, everyone who saw Yang Ke-er would lower their heads and run away, to prevent Yang Ke-er from checking them again.
"I say … when will that little ancestor stop? It's not a good idea for us to hide here. If that bored fellow throws a cigarette butt, we might both fly into the sky."
In the camp where the oil barrels were stacked, the lids of two barrels that were leaning against each other were half opened. Zhang Huai An and Wang Le each crouched down on an oil barrel and carefully watched Yang Ke-er's raging figure in the camp.
"I say … that little ancestor is looking for me. Why did you run over here?
Don't think that I'll give you extra alcohol just because you're squatting in the oil barrel with me. You're a bottomless pit. No matter how much I give you, it's useless … "
Zhang Huai An was obviously dissatisfied with Wang Le squatting beside him. One more person meant one more danger. Hiding two people was easier to be discovered than hiding one person.
"But … do you think I'm willing to squat in this broken oil barrel?
Isn't it because I'm afraid that little ancestor will remember the big metal ship I modified? Then wouldn't I be a sinner?
You should know, if Zhang Xiaoqiang is gone, we'll have to follow Yang Ke-er in the future … "
Hearing this, Zhang Huai An's eyelids twitched involuntarily. He didn't look at Wang Le's expression and pretended not to care. "Do you really think so?
You should know, there's still He Wen Bin, San Zi, and the others in the base. If they don't admit it, then will you have a good ending if you follow Yang Ke-er? "
"Bullshit … Zhang Xiaoqiang gave me what I have today. If it wasn't for Zhang Xiaoqiang, I'm afraid I would have been fed to the zombies along with the chicken farm people. What did He Wen Bin and San Zi give me?
If I don't stay in the base, then I'll follow Yang Ke-er to fight guerrilla warfare. It doesn't matter where I die. Anyway, I won't go back to see those two evil bitches. "
"Oh?
You really think so?
Aren't you afraid that I'll tell He Wen Bin that if Zhang Xiaoqiang is gone, Yang Ke-er isn't He Wen Bin's opponent. Even if Yang Ke-er wants to take power, everyone will oppose it. Yang Ke-er won't have the face to continue doing it. "
When Zhang Huai'an said this, there wasn't a trace of a joke on his face. His old face was abnormally serious, and his words carried a hint of killing intent.
"Go … I'm not afraid … You bastard, you've made such a big mess … Wu wu wu …"
The more Wang Le spoke, the angrier he got. His voice also got louder and louder. In the end, he actually cursed, but Zhang Huai'an covered his mouth. How could the oil barrel be clean? The smell of oil on Zhang Huai'an's big hand almost made Wang Le suffocate.
"Shh!
Lower your voice, that little devil is still looking for us. You want to get everyone killed. "
Wang Le didn't say anything. He looked down on Zhang Huai'an. If he didn't repay kindness, then he wasn't a gentleman. Zhang Xiaoqiang had also done a great favor for Zhang Huai'an.
"How many people can you pull in the base?
If they aren't your subordinates, they won't dare to leave the base with you. "
Wang Le was stunned by Zhang Huai'an's words. Why did he suddenly change the topic? It seemed like this topic was related to Yang Ke-er's future?
"About ten people. They're all my disciples and their wives. As for the rest, I'm not sure …"
"Good!
Remember, if Zhang Xiaoqiang is gone and we arrive at the base, and He Wen Bin wants to seize power, we won't fight with him. We'll pull as many people as we can, and we have to do it in front of him. Guns and ammunition can't be missing. At that time, we'll go somewhere else. As long as we can protect Yang Ke-er's life, what's the big deal about risking my life? "
Speaking up to this point, Zhang Huai'an's old face also had a hint of bleakness. His eyes were lifeless as he looked at the distant starry sky. Whenever he thought about Yang Ke-er's future, his heart would feel heavy.
"Old thing … Are you serious?
Is there any sign in the base? "
Wang Le suddenly shivered. If it really reached that step, he was afraid that he would officially fall out with the base, and the family business that Zhang Xiaoqiang had worked for with his bare hands would be destroyed.
"There's no sign now, but it doesn't mean there won't be any in the future. No one dares to touch Zhang Xiaoqiang when he's alive, but if Zhang Xiaoqiang is gone, who wouldn't dare to touch him?"
Wang Le was silent. The power of heaven was unpredictable, and the hearts of men were even more unpredictable. The base was built by Zhang Xiaoqiang and He Wen Bin, brick by brick. Not only did Zhang Xiaoqiang contribute, but the others contributed even more. On the contrary, Yang Ke-er, who was closest to Zhang Xiaoqiang, did not contribute much. At that time, how could Yang Ke-er sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor? If they fell out with the base, there would be no place for Yang Ke-er in the base. Even if he followed Yang Ke-er, there was no place for them in the world.
"How about … if Zhang Xiaoqiang is really gone, we don't go back. Let's go directly to Wuhan City. At that time, with the dozens of people we have, maybe we can make some progress?
Otherwise, in this big world, we really can't find a safe place. "
Hearing Wang Le's negative words, Zhang Huai An could not help but despise Wang Le in his heart. What a short-sighted guy. How could it be so easy to go to Wuhan City?
Without a strong leader, he was afraid that he would be chewed up by others.
"Don't worry about it. I know where to go. That place is not only easy to defend but hard to attack, Zhang Xiaoqiang also left a special force there for Yang Ke-er. That special force will only listen to Yang Ke-er's orders. No one can command them, as long as they are men …"
"You mean … why are you staring at me? It's not like I'm talking nonsense. Speaking of which, that place is really a good place. There's food, soldiers, and weapons. Alright, I'm relieved. Now, how are we going to persuade the little ancestor? That's the big problem."
Hearing Wang Le's words, Zhang Huai An was like a deflated basketball. He looked at the sky with listless eyes and shouted,
"That little ancestor must be my enemy in my previous life. God specially sent her to play with me …"