Why not hang yourself on the southeast tree

Chapter 181: The Lost Sheep: The Unrivaled Stubborn One (8)

What good can you expect from a group of young men who only dare to vent their emotions on innocent women?

As soon as they dealt with the zombies, they started banging on the doors and windows like crazy, with hideous faces, even more ferocious than the zombies.

The brave ungrateful person chopped off the exposed muzzle of the gun with an axe outside, leaving a chip on the axe.

Tsk tsk, I don't know how much effort it took!

Why didn’t you go up and kill the zombies just now?

The reflex arc is so long?!

【idiot! 】

Yamaguchi Koharu rarely gets angry, and she wants to tear that guy in half.

[Fuck, do these people have any heart? They eat with a bowl in their hands, but they put the bowl down and curse? ]

Oh, Du Ruo is really a gentle nerd. His scolding of people is so painless and has no killing power at all.

[Crack, crack, crack——]

The ewe pounced on the window like a fierce tiger.

There, the reinforced and thickened bulletproof glass had been smashed by several people, leaving spider-web-like cracks.

Outside the window, there were seven or eight big round faces with smug grins on their faces.

Inside the window, there is a mother sheep ready to butt your lungs. It is breathing heavily from its nostrils and rubbing its right front hoof against the ground. If it moves any faster, it will probably produce sparks!

The cheerleaders who were watching the fun stood in a row in order of height, one, two, three, with their arms folded.

[Meow——]

ヾ(?°?°?)??Come on!

[Crash…]

The glass was really broken, and a whole piece was carried away by someone outside, so the shards were not scattered everywhere.

Look closely at the lower right corner, made in China!

(??????)??Awesome! Is this the defective bulletproof glass exported by Dewang? !

Well, that’s right, our daily life doesn’t deserve the best!

This window was quite far from the gate. The man cursed and swore a lot, and Yamaguchi Koharu's face turned green.

Du Ruo's knowledge of Japanese did not cover swear words, so, like Yangyang and his mother, he was stunned and did not understand what he heard.

[You little bastard, open the door for me, or you'll be in trouble! ]

They shouted and proudly waved the notched axes in their hands, which should have been aimed at the enemy!

At this moment, almost everyone outside the window had their backs to the stairs and swarmed to the sealed chamber.

Why smash windows and pry doors? !——

Ha, isn’t it just to make it easy to defend and difficult to attack, so that zombies can’t get in…

But these people removed the window by themselves. Four or five of them found the trick and were smashing the second one, the third one...

no Zuo no Die.

The second wave of zombies came up, their footsteps silent.

Except for the nerdy Bangchui Yangyang group who were facing this side, everyone else was unaware. A few of them stared at Du Ruo from head to toe with lustful eyes.

There was a hook in his eyes. Yamaguchi Koharu puffed out his chest and stepped forward, blocking his girlfriend tightly. If the ewe's momentum had not been too strong, he would have been unable to resist and took action first.

[Crack, crack, crack——]

(??へ??╬) The ewe was angry. She was actually ignored by these conscienceless cowards who bullied the weak and feared the strong!

A man stretched his arm in and grabbed the pure milk on the table.

The ewe took a look and said, "Oh, that's the food my son has smashed. Stop it!"

It took a half step back and suddenly charged forward with all its might. Its aim was good, leaving a bloody hole in the man's hand.

The sudden smell of blood stimulated the zombies behind him who were dressed in rags and looked strange, and they rushed into the crowd with a roar.

[Crack, crack—] The sound never stops.

Screams and howls were heard everywhere.

Yamaguchi Koharu was so annoyed by what she saw that she stood in front of Du Ruo, preventing her from facing the sight of blood and flesh flying everywhere.

[Meow——]

The air is not circulating, the smell is terrible, I want to...

The remaining people outside the window cried, begged, screamed and cursed, trying every trick they could, trying to beg the people in the house to let them in for shelter.

Bah, I want to eat shit!

The number of zombies in this wave is less than a hundred, less than the first wave.

However, Yamaguchi Koharu had no intention of lending a helping hand. These people were not worth wasting his precious bullets.

A feast for zombies was going on. They seemed to know the importance of protecting their food and did not invite more zombies to enjoy the meal.

That's all, from beginning to end. The stairs were clean, nothing came up and nothing went down.

[Meow——]

Affected by the surging fighting spirit of the ewe, I just felt the lump on my head itching rapidly again, and after two consecutive hoarse "pu pu" sounds -

It’s wonderful, the four bags have already sprouted three horns.

At first I thought that this horn would be black like the mother sheep's, but the first one that sprouted out shed a thin layer of black shell as it grew and turned white, as white as the clouds in the sky.

I guess these two will also change color in a few days.

Well, I haven't used it in actual combat yet, so I don't know how lethal this horn is.

The mother sheep has been complaining about my small size lately. Compared with her current size, I am still a tiny kid, not even as tall as one of her legs...

[Xiaochun, are we going to fight our way out? ]

Upon hearing this, Yamaguchi Koharu smiled bitterly. It was okay not to go out, but in the end she would become a trapped beast with no ammunition or food left.

[The gun is easy, we can each take a Desert Eagle, which is light, but what about the bullets? Your bag, with the hand-painted screen in it, weighs dozens of pounds... How about that?! ]

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted firmly by Du Ruo.

[No, the head can be cut off and the blood can flow, but the board cannot be thrown away! Who knows if we will have a chance to come back after escaping...]

Some zombies were already approaching, their pale hands reaching inside through the stainless steel railings.

Unlike the previous person, this zombie was surprisingly thin, and his shoulders could be inserted, just enough to touch -

Uh, the pointy horns of a ewe.

[Crack, crack, crack——]

It was an expert at this operation. The ewe jumped up with its head tilted, giving the opponent a chill. Then it struck the crystal core in the opponent's brain. Snap! It was done!

The ewes stand in the first line, and if one comes, they poke one; if two come, they poke a pair.

The little sad sheep jumped up and down and tried to take action, but the ewe rudely pushed it aside with her butt. It sighed helplessly.

The two young lovers at the back who are obviously out of their element are still struggling and hesitating about what to give up. They are such pitfalls and bad teammates...

[Meow——]

I became impatient, and with a wave of my short legs, I put the huge mountaineering bag on the table into the space.

Du Ruo: (?｀?Д?′)!!

Yamaguchi Koharu: w(?Д?)w

I waved my hand again, and the backpack appeared again.

This happened three times before the two idiots finally understood what they saw. Their surprised expressions could be used as an emoticon for "Shocked me for a whole year."

Yamaguchi Koharu quickly put his drawing board and paints on the table, and kept urging Xiaoyangyang to perform magic with his eyes.

It disappeared, so I moved another pile from the corner, and then another pile, pile after pile...

[Meow——]

If I could jump up and beat someone up, I would say no nonsense.

Is this a famine escape?! Or maybe it's a sketching trip?!

I wonder if the Yamaguchi-gumi elites who escorted the two gods here were as speechless as it was. With so many inedible and inedible things, I'm afraid they would have to be transported here by heavy trucks...