Huang Quan stood there in a daze. The expression on his face kept changing. After a long time, he let out a long sigh. He had killed countless people, so why should he care about others? Was he the savior of the world?
Ever since the massacre on the island, Huang Quan could not control his killing intent. In his mind, it had already formed a mode of thinking that killing was the fastest and best method. Every time he was alone, he would feel irritated. Only Chen Ye's calm eyes could calm him down completely. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw through Huang Quan's abnormality. Huang Quan was addicted to killing. If he was not careful, he would harm others and himself. Zhang Xiaoqiang liked to warn Huang Quan when he had nothing to do. He often reminded Huang Quan, and only then did he give up on killing that woman.
The woman was smiling. She was very smart. She ran in the middle, which not only saved her energy, but she ran further than those who only knew how to run. The weak who ran behind her also put her in danger, and the time she wasted when she washed up was also made up for.
Everyone carried one bag, but she carried two. One was hers, and the other belonged to the woman who had fallen.
Huang Quan was a self-disciplined soldier. He never hid anything when he went out to search. He handed over whatever he had. Every time the convoy returned a portion of the supplies to him, he would distribute it all to his team members. He only left some things that Chen Ye could use for his wife.
Compared to the team members who were overflowing with fat, Yellow Springs was the poorest.
Huang Quan was burning with anger. He was not Zhang Xiaoqiang. He was used to accepting orders. In the absence of any orders, he could only restrain himself. This was China's soldier.
A mouth full of sharp teeth that were as dense as thorns bit down on the woman's waist. The woman screamed crazily in the mouth of the big fish. The woman shook her head crazily in the mouth of the big fish. Her disheveled long hair fluttered in the air. The big fish raised its upper body and swallowed her twice. The woman disappeared forever. The disappearance of the woman caused the people around her to cheer excitedly. Yang Qi raised his arms and shouted loudly. What he shouted was not to cheer for the poor, but to encourage the big fish, as if the big fish was the same kind as them.
A woman fell while running. Before she could get up from the ground, a man rushed up from behind her. He stepped on the woman's back and jumped in front of her. The woman cried and fell to the ground. The woman's crying made Huang Quan's heart tighten. At this moment, he remembered that he was a soldier, a China soldier. He clenched his teeth, and the muscles on his face tightened. His temples bulged slightly. He stared at the crying woman without blinking. His right hand, which had reached for the pistol at his waist, was clenched into a green color. In the end, he hung down powerlessly. He was powerless. He couldn't even run quickly. His left hand, which was hanging in front of his chest, had not recovered to the point where he could wave it freely.
This hesitation in turning around allowed the woman to pass by Huang Quan and run into the distance. Huang Quan smiled bitterly and was about to turn back to the camp when a small figure appeared in the corner of Huang Quan's eyes.
Huang Quan followed the crowd. The well-dressed him and the equally well-dressed people watched the men and women in ragged clothes running for their lives on the shore numbly. He didn't pull out his pistol to help them. More than a dozen big fish came ashore at the same time. Even if Zhang Xiaoqiang wasn't injured and the fighting force of the convoy wasn't damaged, he might not be able to eat them unscathed. Him?
Why?
If Zhang Xiaoqiang was here, he definitely wouldn't have to worry about Huang Quan. The cheering men and women around him wouldn't be able to escape. Zhang Xiaoqiang would make these people die miserably, worse than those who were eaten by the big fish. Because what these people did was beyond Zhang Xiaoqiang's bottom line. Eating people was the same as leading beasts to eat people. Both did not treat their own kind as human beings, so naturally, Zhang Xiaoqiang would also treat them as human beings.
The woman wasn't beautiful and looked ordinary. She was thin and weak like the other poor people, but she knew how to take care of herself. The others were trying their best to collect food by the lake, not daring to waste even a second. However, this woman took the opportunity to comb her body and hair. Her long hair fluttered in the wind as she ran. There was no fear or panic on the woman's face like the others. She had a smile on her face.
A red figure rushed to the woman's side. It bent slightly and then sped up again. The woman was still crying on the ground. Her right hand was extended towards the red figure, and she refused to let go for a long time.
Huang Quan stared at the running woman in red. The woman wasn't old, about the same age as Huang Quan. The red dress she was wearing was a wool sweater that looked like a fishing net. Her lower body was a pair of cropped pants that had been cut into strips of cloth. On her feet were sandals made from two pieces of car tires.
A 15-round magazine was pulled out. It was filled with 9mm bullets, the same model as most of the handguns in the colony.
Huang Quan's right hand reached for the handle of his gun again. He looked at the woman with disgust. The screams caused the people around Huang Quan to run back. They wanted to ensure that they were always in the safest place. Huang Quan didn't move. He stared at the smiling woman. He wanted to kill her. At that moment, he wanted to kill more than ever. The fire in his heart was burning his heart.
A woman in red saw the crying woman on the ground and ran towards her. Seeing the woman in red, Huang Quan's eyes lit up. There was still humanity in the apocalypse. He decided that as long as the woman escaped, he would bring her to join the convoy. He would let his woman live a carefree life. The humanity in the apocalypse was too precious.
"Don't kill her. You are too bloodthirsty. How dare you call yourself a soldier."
Zhang Xiaoqiang's words from that day echoed in Huang Quan's mind. His right hand that was holding the gun dropped again.
The woman lying on the ground also saw the woman in red. She threw herself on the ground and stretched out her right hand. She only needed someone to pull her up from the ground and help her weak legs to run. That was all.
When he walked to the front of the stall, he was instantly disappointed. It was not a stall, but an open-air casino. Men were shouting, and some of them placed some bullets or snacks on the table. When Yomi heard what they were gambling about, he almost pulled out his gun and killed all of them. These people were actually gambling with the poor people who were struggling for their lives by the lake. The content of the gambling was how many people would be eaten today.
Around the casino, there were a few people sitting on folding chairs. They seemed to be admiring the scenery of the lake. However, they were grumbling about why the big fish hadn't come ashore yet. They came here for nothing. These people just wanted to see people being hunted.
Huang Quan, who had just decided to be a bystander, was sucked into a whirlpool. A scream came from behind him. The people around him became excited. Their eyes stared at the shore without blinking. They had already stood up, ready to escape at any moment.
Huang Quan had struggled out of justice. To him, justice was beautiful, but it was unrealistic. In today's world, who cared about others?
Taking care of his wife and maintaining the convoy was enough. There was no need to care about so many things …
Now that he saw the stall, his temper rose. He wanted to see what was worth buying. He had no money, but he had bullets. Three M1911A1 pistols, three Type-92 pistols with 15 rounds. Two pistols. One was given to him by Chen Ye, and the other was given to him by Zhang Huai An. Huang Quan remembered his wife's kindness and did not return the M1911A1. He learned from Zhang Xiaoqiang and used two pistols.