"Da da da da da da..."

The two of them looked at each other and hurried to the window and looked out.

An old truck was coming from the street. The speaker placed on the front of the car repeatedly played the shouting that just now. There was a man with a beard in the passenger seat. He poked out half of his body through the car window, held a machine gun in both hands, and fired at the zombie that was rushing towards him, cursing:

“Go to hell,son of bitch!”

Jiangniao: "Is this an NPC?"

Mustard soup smacked her tongue: "It seems a bit fierce."

One person shot and one shot, one fight against the zombies in the street, and the hero in the movie is the perfect hero.

But Lingmao didn't agree with it, thinking that you didn't see Gu Chi's shooting skills just now. If you switched the pistol to a machine gun, you would definitely be more fierce and handsome than this man.

"So do we want to answer?" Jiang Niao asked.

NPCs are not necessarily all good people.

Gu Chi naturally understood this, but this was not the first thing he considered.

The most important thing now is intelligence.

"Put it away." Gu Chi said.

He originally planned to leave the hotel before dark, so it would be okay to get earlier.

The Cat had nothing to clean up, so he opened the window and waved at the man, shouting, "We are here!"

When the man heard the sound, he was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly looked up.

Looking at Gu Chi and Lingmao standing by the window, his eyes suddenly turned red, and the curve of his mouth was pulled out like crying and laughing.

The man trembled gently and pulled out the hook claw gun from the toolbox and shouted: "Does go!"

Gu Chi immediately grabbed Lingmao's arm and pulled the girl aside.

"Swoosh!"

The hook claws dragged the thick ropes into the window accurately and grabbed the wall.

The man fastened the other end to the truck: "Get out!"

Without much hesitation, Gu Chi directly tore off the curtains and put them on the rope, preparing to slide down.

"Hey, wait..." The fearful Ringcat looked at Gu Chi with a begging gaze, and his little hands gently grabbed the corner of his clothes, like a pitiful and helpless kitten.

The macho man has to be soft-hearted when he sees it.

Gu Chi had a blank expression on his face: "Come up by yourself."

So the girl hung on Gu Chi like a koala and slid down the hook rope with Gu Chi.

Riverbird and mustard soup followed closely.

As soon as it landed, the man gave Gu Chi a big hug. His strong chest muscles were so hard that it was suffocating. Gu Chi felt like he was hit by a car and couldn't help but complain in his heart. If the NPC also had a numerical panel, this guy's physique was at least 9 or above.

The snail and mustard soup did not escape the men's enthusiasm.

Only when the bellcat saw that the situation was not good, he hid behind Gu Chi and escaped.

The man beat him up, but he was not embarrassed. He was just too excited and forgot that there was a difference between men and women.

"Have you been stuck here?"

"almost."

"I heard an explosion here before. No one of you was injured, right?"

"No, we're dealing with zombies."

"I see."

While speaking, the man did not forget to kill monsters. He fired with a machine gun in one hand. With Gu Chi's precise shooting, the zombies rushing down in pieces, but it seemed that they could not be killed. The street was almost cleaned, and the street next door rushed over again.

"Get on the bus, let's talk in a different place!"

The truck only has two seats, so I can't sit in front.

In addition to men, there are also people in the driving seat...

No, not right.

After getting close to everyone, I saw clearly that it was not a person driving, but a shiny golden retriever.

Its paws were placed on the steering wheel, and a seat belt was worn on its body, and he greeted the roe and mustard soup friendly.

"Woom!"

Jiangniao: "…"

Mustard soup: "…"

They can't drive cars, dogs can.

The four finally got into the manger behind the truck.

I thought that non-human driving would be a bit bumpy and bumpy, and hitting a telephone pole would be normal, but as a result, the truck was so stable that it didn't even feel like it was thrown around the corner.

The excellent riding experience hit Jiangniao and the other two. They stopped chatting and were listening to the country folk songs floating out of the cab in a dull manner.

Gu Chi observed the buildings that were constantly regressing on both sides, just like when he was inquiring about the news last night.

The houses are still the old houses, and there is no change, but he always feels that something is wrong, and he can't tell what is wrong.

...

Half an hour later, everyone came to the man's residence.

This is a highway villa. It looks like it has been a while and there are a lot of fruits and vegetables grown in the garden.

"It's a bit messy, don't mind."

The man led Gu Chi and others into the house. Everything in the house was very consistent with his unshaven personal image. Fortunately, it was just messy and had no strange smell.

The only taste is wine, and there are a few empty wine bottles tilted on the coffee table.

The room on the second floor is much cleaner, probably because men don’t use it themselves and rarely come in.

"These are all empty rooms. You can choose which one you want to live in."

The man thought that Gu Chi and others had come out of the hotel and most of them had no place to live, so he generously invited them to stay at him.

"You don't have to worry about food and safety, it's wrapped around me... By the way, do you like drinking? Haven't you tasted the wine for a long time? Hahaha, because the whole city of wine has been plundered by me, I'll get it for you!"

After saying that, without waiting for Gu Chi and the others to answer, the man ran downstairs to get the wine, humming a small song on his lips.

"What should I do? He is so enthusiastic..." Mustard, who doesn't like socializing, encountered a real social terror, and expressed his discomfort from head to toe.

"Maybe it's because I've been lonely for too long?" Lingmao was a little confused. The man felt like she hadn't seen a living person for a long time, but wasn't everything normal yesterday? It took twelve hours to complete, how long would it take?

"When you say that, I feel like a trap." Jiangniao looked around uncomfortably, and zombies appeared. It seems that it is not impossible to have another pervert who cannibalize him...

"Let's come down to drink?" the man who came back with the wine shouted on the first floor.

"Okay." Gu Chi was not afraid and went downstairs directly.

The three of them followed him.

The coffee table has been cleaned up by the man and replaced with five brand new wine glasses.

There is also a large plate of potato chips for wine.

The man who took off his coat only wore a short sleeve, revealing his solid muscled arms.

As he felt suspicious, Jiang Niao felt more and more problematic when he looked at it. He had already made up a legal drama in his mind where he was dismembered after being drunk.

I didn’t think so much about mustard soup, but I was instinctively a little restrained.

He actually had a good impression of this man who suddenly appeared. He was a little sloppy, but he looked decent, which saved them to some extent. Mustard Soup believed that the other party was a good person, but he couldn't take it too much with that full enthusiasm.

Gu Chi looked at the man who was pouring the wine and smiled and said, "We don't know your name yet."

The man slapped his head and said, "Look at how excited I am, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Neil West, and I am a policeman - what about you? I think you have a good marksmanship, are you a fellow traveler?"

"That's right, we'll work for Chen Hongkong government." Gu Chi said.

"Then you are one level higher than me." Neil sighed, "I didn't expect that even you would be abandoned by Chen Yong's government. It's really irrelevant to those guys."

"Uncle, do you know there is a prophet in the city?" asked Lingmao.

"Don't call me uncle, I'll grow older, not much older than you." Neil said, "The prophet you are talking about is the kind of prophet who knows a lot and knows how to tell fortunes?"

"Yeah." Ringcat looked at Neil with some anticipation.

Listening to this tone, it seems like there is a chance!

But the fact is-

"I haven't heard it." Neil said.

Ringcat: "…"

Neil sneer said softly: "There is no prophet in this world? If there really is, why don't you come out to remind everyone to stop the outbreak of the zombie virus?"
To be continued...