Chapter 29: Was attacked by the night

"Really for me?" Yang Keer was delighted to play with the sniper, some could not believe it, but he was clumsy and would not operate.
"You are not right, it should be like this..." Zhang Xiaoqiang teaches her how to wind up, how to load steel and arrows.
"咔" Yang Keer took a good arrow and aimed at it. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the first zombie killed by Yang Keer. To tell the truth, the zombie was very poor. The biggest key is that the skin is not broken. From the lower part of the head to the lower back, there is no complete bone, and it is all smashed by Yang Keer, which is worse than the ancient Ling.
"Uncle!! Will you leave me running away?" Yang Keer asked casually, but the sniper in his hand from time to time to Zhang Xiaoqiang.
"Oh!" Zhang Xiaoqiang swallowed a nervous mouth. Looking at the sharp arrow of the arrow, the calf trembled slightly.
"This...." Zhang Xiaoqiang's nephew is a little dry.
"Hmm????" Yang Keer has some doubts.
"As long as you can persist in training and have the courage to face the zombies alone, I will definitely not drop you." Zhang Xiaoqiang said solemnly, only slightly sweating on his forehead.
"Well, I will definitely continue to work hard." Yang Keer laughed very happy.
"Call" Zhang Xiaoqiang gave a sigh of relief.
After a break, two people went on the road again, Zhang Xiaoqiang rode on the bicycle, and Yang Keer sat on the beam.
Riding on the bike, the bicycle began to shake up. When I got off the bus, I realized that the front tire of the bicycle was scratched and I had already collapsed.
"KAO, unlucky" Zhang Xiaoqiang snorted.
"Change the car, come down" and shouted at Yang Keer.
"What car? Uncle" Yang Keer asked firmly on the beam of the bicycle.
"11 Road" Zhang Xiaoqiang said to her from the back of the shelf to remove the dried meat.
Zhang Xiaoqiang walked on the small road in the country with his meat. Yang Keer followed the sniper and squatted to the side, and behind him was a solitary bicycle.
Zhang Xiaoqiang panted with his flesh and dry, and Yang Keer shouted tired and rested. Looked at the sky is a bit bleak, not far from the night.
Not far from the hill, a two-story small building is located on the edge of the farmland. There are no obstacles around, and there is no ubiquitous corpse.
Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to stay in the Xiaoyang Building tonight, until the last time he was blocked by D2 in the house, Zhang Xiaoqiang had a sense of resentment in the house, but after the bonfire attracted the mutant beast at night, he still felt that the house was better than Field safety.
This is a typical farmhouse building. The small building has been around for a few years. The white exterior wall tiles are no longer bright. The floor under the corner is covered with dry and yellow moss. There are a lot of narrow and fine cracks in the concrete floor on the drying yard in front of the building.
The stainless steel doors and windows of the small building were tightly locked. "When, when," Zhang Xiaoqiang hammered a few doors and attached it to the iron door to listen to the movement in the room. The room was quiet.
Zhang Xiaoqiang took a few steps back and looked at the small building. He wanted to find a place to turn in.
"Uncle, what are you looking for?" Yang Keer asked Zhang Xiaoqiang's action.
"Don't bother me, didn't you see that I was trying to get in?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was annoyed.
"The following is not the case from the top!" Yang Kerer angered the second floor.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked to the second floor. There was a balcony above the main entrance. There was a glass door behind the balcony. On the first floor, I couldn’t see the door lock and I didn’t lock it. Even if it was locked, it didn’t matter. Isn’t there a hoe?
Zhang Xiaoqiang let Yang Keer climb on his shoulder and go inside to the first floor and then open the door.
"Uncle, there may be monsters inside!" Yang Keer looked a little dodge.
"Are you still afraid of zombies now?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked.
"Right, I am not afraid of Yeah now." Yang Keer remembered the zombies of today's war and won.
"Look at it, step on my face."
"I'm sorry, just a little bit, really only a little!"
"Forget it, you step on my head, I am unlucky!"
"Uncle, oh, can't you, or if I come down, are you stepping on me?"
"I received your small body and got me? Ready, get up!!!" Zhang Xiaoqiang held Yang Key's sole up.
Yang Ker's feet disappeared in the air and disappeared a few times. "Uncle, you wait for me, I am going to open the door." Yang Keer's voice is still outside, and the person has disappeared behind the glass door.
The "card wipe" iron door was opened. "Uncle, it's so dark and black, I'm so scared!" Yang Keer said to Zhang Xiaoqiang with a lingering heart.
Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored her and she went into the house. It was not popular for a long time, and the room looked a little infiltrated. Inside is a hall, with a portrait of a birthday star hanging against the wall of the door. There is also a statue of the president and the porcelain on the counter next to the portrait. The decoration is very common, and the white tiles on the ground are somewhat discolored and yellow.
Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around on the first floor and found the kitchen. The kitchen was empty except for the water tank. The oil and salt sauce was not full of vinegar and rice. The clean and even the mouse came in with tears.
There is an aisle on the edge of the kitchen, which leads to the back of the building. There is a small courtyard behind. There are several earthen houses on both sides, one is a carport, some tire tools are scattered in the corner, and one is a firewood house. There are also two rooms in the pigsty, one in the fire cage, and the place where the bacon is smoked in the country. Naturally, there is no bacon. In the small courtyard, there was an iron fence door that led to the hill. The generals on the iron gate locked well.
"The owner has escaped the virus and fled with the food and materials. There is still time to lock the front and rear doors." Zhang Xiaoqiang made a guess.
The next floor is the bedroom of the elderly, which is filled with old furniture and wooden bed. The rest were used as warehouses, and a little rice was scattered on the ground~EbookFREE.me~The second floor is the living room, one living room has three bedrooms, the living room is covered with wooden floors, a large sofa, and one Set of high-end home theater. The three-bedroom quilt bed covers are all in place and can go straight to sleep.
Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Kerer had dinner and burned a bath with a large pot in the kitchen.
"You sleep inside, I sleep in the living room, pay attention to whether there is any movement at night, don't sleep too much." Zhang Xiaoqiang told Yang Keer before going to sleep.
"Know it, Luo Wei, oh, I haven't slept in bed for a long time!" Yang Keer cheered into the bedroom.
Zhang Xiaoqiang lay on the sofa and put on the quilt to close his eyes. The saber was placed at the hand. The soft and comfortable sofa made Zhang Xiaoqiang relax and quickly entered his sleep.
An iron pipe smashed Zhang Xiaoqiang's stomach, Zhang Xiaoqiang was unaware, and he continued to sleep with his hands, and the iron tube took another face of Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes fiercely.
A glaring flashlight shot from the opposite side, shaking Zhang Xiaoqiang and not opening his eyes. A figure shadows behind the flashlight.
For a while, Zhang Xiaoqiang adapted to squinting at the situation in front of him. A ground-made shotgun pointed at him, and the light of the flashlight patrolled him to find hidden weapons.
"Who are you?" asked the opposite figure, listening to the sound should not be too old.
"I am a survivor! Temporarily take refuge here!" Zhang Xiaoqiang said honestly.
"I don't care if you are a survivor, why are you at home? Say!" The figure was a little angry.
"You first let go of the gun and listen to me. I am not a bad person." Zhang Xiaoqiang advised.
"You are in my house, actually told me to put down the gun? Ah? You it." The man broke out, "嘭" guns squatting on Zhang Xiaoqiang's face, Zhang Xiaoqiang squinted and wanted to continue persuasion.
"Don't move, let's kill you again!" Yang Kerer came out with a sniper and came out to join in the fun.