At this moment, Wenquan Xin's eyes were blinded by Wu's tragic death.

Now he is full of grief and anger, and nothing else matters except revenge.

As long as he can kill the beast in front of him, Wenquan Xin doesn't care what happens to him, even if he sacrifices his own name, he won't hesitate.

"Xiao Wen, do you hear me telling you to get down?" Lao Zhao shouted again.

But Wenquan Xin ignored it at all, as if he didn't hear what Lao Zhao said.

He roared heart-breakingly, and the sound of his roar was heart-breaking.

Wenquan Xin seemed to want to use this kind of shouting to vent his inner anguish.

As for Lao Zhao's instructions, he naturally heard them, but the instinctive emotion in his heart automatically blocked Lao Zhao's orders.

Just kidding, how could Wenquan Xin give up the fight at this time?

Wu must not die for no reason like this. There is a right to wrong and a right to debt. As Wu's brother, Wenquan Xin must avenge him.

What's more, Wu is not just a friend to Wenquan Xin, he is also his savior.

Without Wu, Wenquan Xin would have died in the battle in the prison.

Holding a gun, Wenquan Xin vented his anger and ammunition.

Just like Wu, the shoe last is completed in an instant with just one bullet clip.

Seeing that Wenquan Xin had no intention of stopping, Lao Zhao knew that it wouldn't work without force.

He knew Wenquan Xin's temperament, and he knew Wu's relationship with him even more clearly.

To be honest, Lao Zhao knew that it was too difficult to expect young people to take the initiative to be popular at this time.

At this moment, while Wenquan Xin was reloading, Lao Zhao didn't care much. He lifted Wu's corpse from his body, stood up, and rushed to Wenquan Xin.

Then without any explanation, he put his hand on the gun that Wenquan Xin was reloading.

"Old Zhao, what are you doing!?"

Frowning and glaring at Lao Zhao, Wenquan Xin was annoyed by his actions.

"Xiao Wen, why didn't you listen when I told you to get down!?" It was because of his hesitation that Wu died tragically just now.

In such a situation, Lao Zhao would never allow it to happen.

Therefore, after changing his gentle and elegant appearance, Lao Zhao almost shouted and questioned Wenquan Xin.

It was okay if Lao Zhao didn't drink. As soon as he drank, Wenquan Xin's anger also increased: "Why didn't I listen!? You fucking asked me why I didn't listen!? Why didn't you tell him to get down when he fired the gun just now?

!? Now that he’s dead and you told me to listen, don’t you think this is so damn funny!?”

Wenquan Xin's rebuke was like a steel knife stabbing into Lao Zhao's chest.

It hurts! Indescribable pain.

This kind of pain cannot be described in words.

Although Old Zhao also knew that Wu's death was closely related to him, but now being called out and questioned by his brother like this, Old Zhao was really...

Speechless and ashamed, Lao Zhao really didn't know how to answer when facing Wenquan Xin's aggressive gaze.

Not to mention answering, Lao Zhao didn't even have the courage to look directly at Wenquan Xin.

He was wronged, deeply wronged.

For this matter, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Lao Zhao to get over his self-blame and guilt.

"Can't answer!? If you can't answer, get out of the way of Lao Zhao, and then kill this bitch to avenge me!!"

While talking, Wenquan Xin raised his gun with brute force and shot again.

Lao Zhao, who felt the added strength from the young man, immediately came out of his trance.

When it was over, he quickly applied more force and continued to apply pressure on the gun body.

During the fight, Wenquan Xin said in a sullen tone: "What are you doing, Old Zhao? Get the fuck out of here and let me kill him to avenge you!"

"Calm down, don't be impulsive. Do you think you can kill that guy with the guy in your hand?" Lao Zhao asked without hesitation.

"Whether I can kill him or not is my business, you don't need to worry about it! Just get out of the way!" At the same time as he spoke, Wenquan Xin's hand moved again.

The two men were just holding a gun and competing for strength, not wanting to give in to each other.

Behind them, the transformed zombies beat the percussion in excitement.

Good guys, two more delicious feasts suddenly appeared. You can imagine how tempting these beasts are.

He kept banging on the window bars with his arms.

Add the wrong time, and the ear-piercing popping sound is intermittent.

But Wenquan Xin and Lao Zhao turned a deaf ear to this. The two men just looked at each other and hated each other.

"Get out of here, Lao Zhao! Don't get in the way here!"

"Put down the gun, don't seek death!"

During the quarrel, the mobile phone sounded again, and Duan Chengwu's frowning reminder came again: "Avoid, evade! Avoid! The beast is about to shoot again!"

Observing from a distance, Duan Chengwu saw that the drooping Gatlin was looking up again.

There is no doubt what this means.

Duan Chengwu didn't dare to delay at all, and immediately gave Lao Zhao and Wenquan Xin a warning.

What Duan Chengwu didn't know was that the village chief's office was already in chaos.

Although he had tried his best to report to the following reminders before.

But unfortunately, it still failed to attract the attention of the team members below.

Wu is dead, the news has not yet spread.

After hearing the news from Duan Chengwu, Lao Zhao subconsciously glanced sideways at the window.

Sure enough, the Gatling on the beast's shoulder had already begun to turn around.

Seeing this scene, Lao Zhao immediately raised his voice and shouted: "Stop making trouble, Xiao Wen, quickly put down the gun and get down! Otherwise we will all die here!"

"Hmph! Come on, just leave if you're afraid of death! I want to avenge you! I want to kill this stupid thing!!"

Wenquan Xin's eyes were completely blinded by anger, so much so that he spoke without any scruples.

And his unscrupulous words were like a steel needle pricking Lao Zhao's chest again.

If you are afraid of death, just leave!!

Am I afraid of death!? My behavior makes young people afraid of death!?

At this moment, Lao Zhao couldn't help but feel a surge of sadness in his heart!

It is true that he was responsible for Wu's death, and he does not deny it.

But if someone thinks that he is afraid of death and does nothing, Lao Zhao cannot agree.

But now is not the time to care about these things, Lao Zhao still has some sense.

At this moment, since communication cannot solve the actual problem, Lao Zhao can only use force.

"Xiao Wen, I'm offended!!"

After the words fell, Lao Zhao moved forward and put his right arm on Wenzhu Wenquanxin's neck, then stepped forward, his right leg got stuck on Wenquanxin's left leg, and he took advantage of the trend to leave, and both of them fell to the ground.

"Old Zhao, you..."

Before the next words were spoken, Wenquan Xin lost his balance and fell down.

Lao Zhao fell down under his neutral pull.

And almost at the same time that Lao Zhao succeeded in grabbing and wrestling, a row of whistling bullets flew past his back.

"Da da da da da da!"

Lime and gravel fell one after another. Lao Zhao held his head in his hands and lay on the ground. He tightly protected Wenquan Xin under him.

It was an absolute critical moment. If Lao Zhao hadn't made the decisive decision just now, he would have brought Wenquan Xin down.
Chapter completed!