The hesitation of the middle-aged crossbow-wielding man made the two people on the balcony brandishing homemade pistols intimidating no longer happy. One of them, bald, was the tattooed man who threw the beer bottle. He glared at a pair of vicious and malicious eyes.
Eyes, carrying a homemade pistol, came to the smaller boy.
In the horrified eyes of the thin, dyed-haired bamboo brother, he stretched out his hand and grabbed his hair. The homemade pistol in his hand was pressed against his head. He glared with a pair of fierce eyes and roared loudly, looking like a man-eating demon king.
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"Hey, you dare not listen to what Second Master Lin has to say. Take action quickly and your life will be easier, otherwise..."
His ferocity caused the women in the room to scream.
"No, don't kill my son..."
Following the sound, I looked over and saw an older woman. Judging from her expression, she should be the wife of the male owner of the house.
"Shut up...shut up..."
The male duck yelled, and the woman flinched. But after a few seconds, she stretched out her neck and screamed again. It had a long-drawn cry, as if she was chanting sutras. And under his arms, he held her
A pair of girls with dyed hair who were about the same age as the skinny girl with dyed hair were already shaking into a ball.
They were two "girlfriends" with dyed hair and thin bamboo poles, but now they had become women with male duck voices. After he played, he would sometimes comfort his two subordinates.
"Don't kill my son, please, just do it..."
The shrill voice echoed in the room. At this moment, the middle-aged woman obviously had no intention of living. If she really wanted to kill her son, why not kill her first! But in this apocalyptic world, there is no way to keep the dead alive.
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The male duck rolled his eyes. Although their food has not yet reached the level of eating people, it can only be used to vent their desires in the last days. The reason for useless women to live is probably that they can keep it fresh while they are alive.
This house is the property of a black mine owner in H County. His name is Zhao Yongzhu, a famous black mine owner in H County, and one of the few prominent figures in the county. At this moment, he looked at his head with heartache.
The son, who was holding a pistol, had his mouth half-opened, and his yellowed teeth were trembling.
His eyes were filled with tears, and he looked at Mr. Lin in the tattooed man's mouth like a beggar.
This Mr. Lin has a drake voice. Next to him sit two disheveled girls. At this moment, both of them fell into Mr. Lin's arms. They were so obedient that they didn't dare to cry at all. They just looked at each other from time to time.
Look at the thin bamboo pole brothers with dyed hair.
"Second Master Lin, Second Master Lin, you are so noble, I will kill those two people, don't ask my son to do it, don't ask my son to violate the king's law! Whatever you want, I will give you whatever you want!"
Originally, Mr. Lin was the bodyguard of the mine owner. The two people with tattoos on the balcony were his subordinates. As for those crossbows, Mr. Lin's brother Lin Biqing got them.
Lin Biqing is the captain of the urban management brigade known as the "street tiger" in H County, and his brother is secretly brokered by him. He is the bodyguard of many black mine owners. The so-called bodyguard means that the higher-ups want to investigate black mines. He
Responsible for spreading the news so that the business can be shut down in time and hidden. The owners of black mines pay monthly fees so that their black mines can be operated without worries.
It can be said that the two brothers cooperated perfectly, and they have made a fortune. In H County, they are uncle-level figures who would shake the entire county with a stomp. It is for this reason that many people call them brothers
When doing so, everyone should respectfully call them "Master Lin and Second Master Lin".
The mine owner Zhao Yongzhu was really unlucky. It happened that this afternoon Mr. Lin came to his house to collect money, and a biochemical crisis broke out. Their family was stuck here with the men of Mr. Lin with a male duck voice. At this moment, listen to
Zhao Yongzhu turned pale with fright when he said he wanted his son to kill someone.
His plea only elicited ridicule from Mr. Lin with a male duck voice, probably because it had been so many days and they still didn't understand when it was.
"What do you have? You are just a boring guy who just listens to Qin Opera. Do you know what the world is like now? This is called a biochemical crisis. People are dying, so you think your money is still useful? Seriously, go and get it
Kill those two guys, otherwise if those two guys come here, they will be more ruthless than me!"
The male duck's voice urged him not to stay. Fujiro's reason was entirely because he was a recently demobilized soldier. Although their family was not powerful enough to cause any trouble for themselves, in this end of the world, the power could not be resisted.
A person with military training.
Under the coercion of Mr. Lin and his two men, the Zhao family father and son came to the wide balcony outside with crossbows. Originally, Mr. Lin and his men had a total of 8 people. Five of them were cleaning up.
There were dead people in the other houses on the 5th floor, otherwise the crossbow would not be available to the Zhao family and his son. The three of them had also tried to kill zombies, but unfortunately now they were going to kill people. The father and son couldn't help but look at each other in fear.
The entire fifth floor of this building had been cleaned by them. Without finding any more living people, they got a lot of things. They even used a room as a special toilet.
Zhao Yongzhu, father and son, shook their bodies and came to the balcony outside. Under the coercion of Mr. Lin and his two men, the three of them placed their crossbows on the railing of the balcony and looked through the dot sight above.
He wanted to target two people. It was just Zhao Yongzhu's two sons. At this time, they were shaking with fear because they wanted to kill people.
By the light of the flashlight, he saw two living people hanging on ropes outside the building opposite. For a moment, the black mine owner Zhao Yongzhu, who was not stupid at all, was surprised and overjoyed. The surprise was about murder.
The problem is, he doesn't want the country to calm down the current biochemical crisis in the future, and then investigate his father and son for murder. Fortunately, at first glance, those two people are soldiers.
At least what they are doing and how they are doing it cannot be mastered and used by ordinary people. According to the old wisdom of the Chinese people, the police are not trustworthy, let alone the urban management, but the soldiers are always in the hearts of ordinary people.
Has a very high status.
"Xiaoshan, Xiaoye, listen to Uncle Lin and take aim at those two people! It's dark and the wind is so strong that it's difficult to aim!"
Although the two thin bamboo poles with dyed hair were not good at studying, they had been gangsters on the street for several years and were not hopelessly stupid. As soon as they heard what their father said, they understood that they were told to pay attention when aiming. Yes, don't look at it.
The quality of this crossbow is good, but it is normal for it to be inaccurate at night and under such conditions.
Unexpectedly, the tattooed man put a homemade pistol on the back of Zhao Yongzhu's two sons' heads.
"The strong wind will not prevent me from killing your son!"
The second Mr. Lin with the duck voice probably also understands this matter. His real name is Lin Zheng, but this guy’s mind is not right at all. The reason why he wants the Zhao family and his son to kill Guo Zhenbei and Teng Lang is very simple. The first one dares to kill people.
Only then can we be brothers, and only after we kill can we become true brothers.
Of course, he has a deeper meaning, what is it?
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