Chapter 182: Feng Shan

"Puff! Puff!
The person had just turned around, his consciousness had not yet been awake, but only saw a silver light flashing quickly in front of him, he wanted to speak, but found that he could not make any sound.
"Ho, ho~
At the moment he just turned around, Wei Ping and Shen He quickly drew their knives, Shen He slid directly towards his throat, and Wei Ping thrust the knife straight into his heart.
"Gu Zi!
As Wei Ping pulled out the knife, the man had completely lost his breath, his eyes rolled upward, as if Wei Ping had taken away all his strength with a single knife, and fell backward weakly.
Shen He reacted quickly and immediately took a few steps forward, reached out his hand to support the fallen corpse, and slowly placed it on the floor.
"Good job."
Wang Yi looked at the two people who came by and praised him sincerely. Even if the voice was low, it was not difficult to hear Wang Yi's sincere intentions.
The two nodded silently without saying much. Although they seemed to have resolved the person cleanly just now, their heads were hot at the time, and the movements of swinging the knife to help the corpse were basically made subconsciously. When I reacted now, I couldn't help feeling a little irritable. It was the first time killing someone, and no one could be as relaxed as a fly.
Wang Yi could also see it, but this is not the time when you are entangled with things. If you can't think about it for a while, just think slowly, and sooner or later you will adapt.
"One person, one for one, a little swift."
With a deep command, Wang Yi rushed into the room. There was a lot of noise just now, but fortunately, he didn't wake up the six sleeping people in this room. It was the luck of Wang Yi.
In fact, these six people are just ordinary criminals, and they may have distorted xinxing, but after all, they are ordinary people, not like Wang Yi at all. Even in a deep sleep, as long as there is a little abnormal situation, they can react quickly.
A few people walked into the room lightly and couldn't help slowing their breathing. Lin Feng shone his flashlight to the roof of the shed, and then the faint light gleamed, and everyone looked at the six sleepy black shadows one by one.
These six people didn't have any sense of precaution. They only took off a pair of pan-blue underwear, which were uniformly distributed in the prison, and were in the same style as the troops.
"Huh, huh!
Accompanied by intermittent grunts, the six Wang Yi stood apart and stood neatly in front of Natongpu.
"Moan!
With the sound of the dagger being unsheathed, Wang Yi and the others were ready, and each pointed the dagger at the sleeping person in front of them.
The cold dagger was gently pressed against the neck of the person in front of him, and the other hand was slightly raised. As soon as Wang Yi gave an order, Li Weiping would immediately pierce the dagger into the person's neck.
Li Weiping remembered this person, even if it was bright and dim, Li Weiping could vaguely see this person's face.
Because this person was the one who killed one of Li Weiping's soldiers before.
Wang Yi looked around and saw that everyone was ready, without a trace of pity in his heart, he gave orders in a deep voice.
"Do it!"
With an order, the picture in the room seemed to change from freeze frame to playback, as if someone was controlling it invisibly. Several people quickly put their hands on the lips of the sleeping person in front of them, and the snoring sound violently!
"Puff puff puff!
A series of sounds sounded, no more, no less, exactly six!
"Bah, bah!
auzw.com Blood spewed out instantly!
Canopy! window! The palm that covers his lips!
A strong smell of blood hit his face, Wang Yi's complexion was calm, and the blood-stained dagger in his hand rubbed the person who was gradually cold.
"Get the gun and retreat!"
The group of people like ghosts, under the cover of darkness, disappeared into the endless dark night. Except for the smell of the room and the six cold corpses lying on the bunk, no one would know that tonight, Death passed by.
In the early morning of the next day, the sky was just getting bright, and the first rays of sunlight in the morning shone through the window that was welded by steel bars and shone into the room.
Feng Shan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the dilapidated clock on the wall.
"It's seven o'clock, it's time to get up to cook."
With a whisper to himself, Feng Shan lifted the quilt covering his body, slowly put on his clothes, and wanted to push the door out.
Feng Shan, a subordinate of Triangular Eyes, is different from others. Feng Shan doesn't have to pick up a gun to fight the zombies. His task is to cook.
Feng Shan used to be a chef. He spent two years in the society. After saving some savings, he returned to his hometown and came to a small restaurant. He thought that his life would pass so plainly, marrying a wife and having children, and working every day. .
But who knows, the sky is unsatisfactory, when you want a way of life, God wants to give you another way.
Feng Shan killed someone.
Because of the vicious competition from his peers, Feng Shan, a 30-year-old man, took up a kitchen knife and rushed into the restaurant next door, and killed him under the horrified eyes of his wife and children.
Feng Shan was sentenced to life imprisonment and will spend the rest of his life in prison. Feng Shan regrets it, but what can he do? The knife was swung out, and the man was dead.
After the incident, he asked the police how many knives Feng Shan had cut. Feng Shan said that he could not remember clearly, but only remembered that day, in the clean and tidy restaurant, the white floor tiles had been stained red with blood, and the air should have been filled with the smell of food. , But was replaced by blood.
Feng Shan was put in this prison. He thought he would live like this in the future, but God made a joke with him again.
The end of the world has come, and the original inmate turned into a zombie. Feng Shan was lucky. At that time, a prison guard patrolled the room he was holding and rescued Feng Shan.
The broken corpses all over the room reminded Feng Shan of the person he killed. They were almost the same, with a smell.
Later, the prison guard who rescued Feng Shan was killed by Triangle Eye. Although Feng Shan felt a little inappropriate, he did not show anything. Whoever allowed himself and Triangle Eye to be the same.
Triangle Eye occupies this building and robbed a lot of food. As Feng Shan, the only one who was a cook before going to jail, among the nearly 100 people under Triangle Eye, he became a normal business.
Although the work is a bit tiring, he doesn't have to face the zombies, face the corpses, this is what Feng Shan wants.
In the room, Feng Shan is still thinking about whether today's breakfast is to cook porridge, or to cook porridge, or to cook porridge?
"Forget it, no matter, it's the same anyway."
With a murmur, Feng Shan pushed the door out, but just after pushing the door open, a strange smell slammed into Feng Shan's nose.
"Ok?"
The smell in the air made Feng Shan frown slightly.
"what happened?"
This smell reminded Feng Shan of the restaurant full of blood.
But is this a restaurant or a prison? The zombies have already been killed. How could it smell like this?