Thank you! I just came back from the apocalypse, and I'm already extremely rich.

After waiting for a long time, Fang Hao saw that he had no next move when he saw his beard, obviously afraid of death.

He guessed right.

The bearded man came here this time just to tie up Wu Siyu and blackmail some food and drink from Fang Hao's side.

He didn't want to fight hard, and he didn't come here with the determination to die.

But I didn't calculate it, this girl actually tricked herself!

Now, as long as he dares to shoot on his side, Fang Hao's side will definitely make up for himself.

Fang Hao looked at his watch.

It's six seventeen.

It was already dark outside, and he wasn't going to spend the night here.

"If you can't shoot, are you still going to have a stalemate with me all night?"

Fang Hao was already a little impatient, and urged his beard to say.

"Give you two ways, either you shoot her and I'll kill you, or you put your gun here, the door is over there, and go yourself. "

"Choose. "

It can be said that in the last days, a gun is life.

Although this thing is mediocre for zombies, and shooting rashly will attract zombies.

But it has a deterrent effect on the living, and this deterrent effect is not ordinary.

Now, Fang Hao told him to leave the gun, which was almost killing him.

The bearded man swallowed his saliva, knowing that he couldn't lose in momentum, so he stalked his neck and spoke.

"I also have two paths for you to choose, or..."

"I'll choose your mother. "

Fang Hao's standard national scolding directly blocked the beard's words.

"Are you qualified to negotiate terms with me? Now I'm pointing a gun at you. "

As he spoke, Fang Hao opened the insurance with a bang, raised his gun and pointed it at the bearded head.

"Grinding and chirping like a girl, don't open me. "

As he spoke, I saw that Fang Hao really pulled the trigger!

The beard's eyes widened instantly!

'Pleasant goat, beautiful goat, lazy goat, boiling goat...'

The theme song of the cartoon floated out of the muzzle.

The fingers on the side of the beard were buttoned down, and he almost shot.

However, Fang Hao's pistol actually sang a children's rhyme?!

This hand was beyond everyone's expectations, and even Wu Siyu, who had always been blank, raised his head and looked at Fang Hao's toy gun with a look of disbelief.

The beard was also distracted by this strange scene for a moment.

And in this moment of lightning.

A black shadow swept past the side of Fang Hao's face like black lightning!

Just listen to the thud!

The beard was facing the sky on his back, and a man-tall Miao knife appeared on his face, and the sharp edge of the blade nailed his head to the wooden desk behind him, and the tail of the knife was still trembling.

The knife is Ling'er's carved Miao knife.

'Don't look at me as just a sheep, the sheep's intelligence is unimaginable, no matter how high the sky is...'

Fang Hao turned off the singing toy gun, threw it aside, walked in front of Wu Siyu, pulled out the knife that nailed the beard, and picked the rope on her body.

Everything was Fang Hao's calculations.

Originally, there was no need for him to save Wu Siyu.

It doesn't matter what kidnapper you are, what kind of customer you are, a .50 sniper rifle can knock the two of them through without aiming at such a close distance.

However, Wu Siyu is too beautiful.

Yes, it's pretty.

For such a simple reason, Fang Hao decided to try to see if he could save this heroic beauty.

It's nothing more than adding a pair of chopsticks to the house, which is not a problem for Fang Hao.

But if you want to save it, you can't use a sniper rifle, this thing is too powerful, and at a distance almost face-to-face, even if the bullet wake is scraped, it will inevitably break the phase.

As for the 20mm gun, it is even worse.

Thirty rounds per second for that thing, and if you fire it, both of you have to turn into a sieve.

So Fang Hao decided to talk to the kidnappers first.

After that, shoot yourself again and make the toy gun sing to attract the kidnapper's attention.

Then Ling'er will take action and use cold weapons to deal with the kidnappers.

Coherent.

Ever since he made up his mind to start with Wu Siyu, Fang Hao had never thought of shooting.

Even if the gun in his hand is a real gun, he won't shoot it, because that will attract zombies.

It was already dark at this time, and it was the time when the zombies were gradually becoming manic, and he didn't want to touch this mold.

Presumably, this hiccup kidnapper was also afraid of this reason, so he was coerced by himself and did not dare to shoot.

Fang Hao helped Wu Siyu up, put her on the bed, and handed over a bottle of water.

"Drink saliva, I just opened it, don't worry, I don't have an infectious disease. "

Wu Siyu took the water indifferently, and looked at Fang Hao with distressed empty eyes.

"It's all right".

Fang Hao couldn't help but feel compassion, stretched out his hand and gently patted Wu Siyu's back, comforting.

"It's okay. "

With Fang Hao's comforting voice, a trace of emotion finally appeared in Wu Siyu's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, tears gradually formed in Wu Siyu's eyes, and his body began to tremble.

Unwillingness, fear, fear, sadness, despair...

All kinds of emotions that can hardly be described in words are mixed and intertwined in Wu Siyu's beautiful eyes, and the two lines of tears can no longer be controlled, and

they are pouring down!

Wu Siyu hugged Fang Hao, buried his face in Fang Hao's chest and cried loudly!

She needed to cry so much.

Fang Hao gently wrapped around Wu Siyu, who was crying uncontrollably, and his warm big hand gently patted her back, saying nothing.

He could not comfort this poor woman in the last days with words.

At this moment, Fang Hao finally really felt what the end times were.

It's not unbearable hunger, it's not the cruel rules of the jungle, it's not a cannibalistic monster that roams the streets every day.

It is despair, it is helplessness, it is the last straw that crushes the emotions of an already fragile person.

It is the end times.

More precisely.

It is the last days of humanity.