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Chapter 112 The Arrow of Farewell

With an inexplicable expression on his face, Hu Xiaodong subconsciously cast a questioning look at his brothers, but saw that everyone also had a blank look on his face.

In desperation, Hu Xiaodong could only pretend to have a sore throat, coughed twice, and then said: "So, I wonder what Miss Wei wants to ask?"

Without any hesitation, Wei Yang continued the conversation and asked mysteriously: "Are you an archer?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone's doubts increased even more, and everyone speculated about the girl's purpose of asking this question.

Could it be that she is still brooding over the fact that she gave up rescuing her father yesterday?

Could it be that she was planning some scheme to take revenge on herself?

Could it be that her target is Brother Hu!

The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, so much so that Tang Xiaoquan was so frightened by his terrifying thoughts that he lost all color.

On the other hand, the person involved, Hu Xiaodong, seemed extremely calm. He told the truth frankly and without any concern, "Well, yes, I did practice bow and arrow for a period of time in my early years!"

"Oh! That's it!" Wu Zi murmured, and Wei Yang stopped talking and turned his gaze to the damaged ambulance not far away.

At this time, the ambulance's front hood was no longer smoking, and the hunting zombies around the car were also missing. However, these were not the focus of Wei Yang's attention, because her eyes were always focused on it at this time.



It was a poor "zombie" with only half of its body left, and a large intestine dragged out was hanging on the windshield of the ambulance.

The corpse's hands crawled forward in vain, and its skinless mouth opened and closed from time to time to let out low-pitched roars.

It could be seen that it was beating very hard, but even so, it could not change its tragic fate of being left cold on the hood.

Tears burst into his eyes uncontrollably, Wei Yang's vision began to become blurry, and his arms were shaking up and down involuntarily.

The girl's strangeness caught Hu Xiaodong's attention. He stood up and walked over early, then asked in a soft voice: "What's wrong? Miss Wei, are you feeling aggrieved in your mind? If so,

, just say it, don’t keep it in your mind!”

Wei Yang glanced sideways at Hu Xiaodong, and after pondering for a moment, he slowly said: "I... hope you can do me a favor, can you?"

"Help?" He was slightly stunned, but Hu Xiaodong soon realized his gaffe, and immediately changed the topic and said: "Of course, no problem! As long as it is within my ability, I will do my best.

With all my strength! Then...please tell me, Miss Wei, what do you need me to do?"

The living room fell silent for an instant, and all the survivors raised their ears, quietly waiting for the girl's next reply.

As if he had made an extremely difficult decision, Wei Yang's palms clenched tightly into fists. He bit his lip lightly and said, "I, I... I hope you will help me kill someone!"

"What!" His eyes suddenly widened, and Hu Xiaodong repeated noncommittally: "You... want me to help you kill people?"

"Yes! Yes!" Wei Yang nodded with unusual certainty. He changed his hesitation just now and his pretty face was filled with determination.

It was hard to believe what the girl said, but Hu Xiaodong looked at the latter's expression and it didn't look like he was lying anymore. In response, he could only swallow, then frowned and said in a deep voice: "Then, please tell me,

Who do you want me to kill?"

"It!" Wei Yang's figure suddenly turned around, and his raised right hand pointed directly at the flapping corpse just now.

"Huh~" He let out a long sigh of relief. When Hu Xiaodong's eyes glanced at the target location, all the questions that had been lingering in his mind and confused him were all solved.

"Are you sure?" he asked extremely seriously.

"Sure!" Wei Yang's reply was equally straightforward.

"Okay! Even so, I agree to your request! But before that, please give me some time to prepare!"

After finishing the conversation between the two, Hu Xiaodong returned to his seat indifferently. After whispering a few words to everyone, he separated from everyone and got busy.

About half an hour later, when they appeared in the living room again, each of them had a black armband on their right arm.

"We can start!" As Hu Xiaodong's deep voice fell, the survivors walked to the balcony one after another.

Opening the wine bottle that had been prepared in advance, Tang Xiaoquan tilted the mouth of the bottle, filled a glass of white wine, and placed it on the fence.

At the same time, Wu, who was next to him, put a lit cigarette on the fence almost at the same time.

The green smoke gradually rose, and Hu Xiaodong said solemnly:

"Brother Wei, it's a good journey! Due to the turbulent situation right now, we can only give you a simple farewell ceremony like this. But please don't worry, when things stabilize in the future, we will definitely give you a decent funeral. In addition,

, please rest assured, we will take good care of you, Lieutenant, and I hope you will live a happy life yourself."

After saying this, Hu Xiaodong took the compound bow, then nocked an arrow and went up.

"Can I send it on its way?"

Looking at his "father" blankly, Wei Yang lightly bit his teeth and said lightly: "Please, wait a moment!"

As he spoke, a dazzling cold light slipped from the girl's sleeves, causing everyone to break into a cold sweat.

You must know that the body of that cold light is not a side object, but a knife, a boning knife with a sharp edge.

Tang Xiaoquan's heart almost instantly rose to his throat. He thought of some possibility, some very serious possibility, so without hesitation, he stepped forward to stop the girl's next move. However...he finally...

It's still a step too late.

The blade gently passed along the neck, and strands of black hair cut down. Wei Yang took the severed head and threw it into the sky:

"Brother Hu, please do it!"

Hu Xiaodong, who had been waiting sternly at the side for a long time, understood when he saw the girl taking a knife to cut him. The latter was using his actual actions to express to his father:

She will survive strong!

What a good girl! With a sigh, Hu Xiaodong decisively pulled out the bowstring. When the bowstring was full, he released the release device in his hand.

The sharp arrow galloped away, passing through the roots floating in the air, carrying the girl's endless sorrow, and shot at the great "father"!

"Dad! From today on, I will learn to be strong!"

"Dad! No matter how difficult the future is, I will never give up!"

"Dad! Please go on your way in peace!"

The tip of the arrow sank into the "man's" head little by little, and his empty eyes gradually drooped down.
Chapter completed!
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