Yu Beichuan's eyes were filled with tears. A burst of gunshots alerted him, and he suddenly woke up.
Just now, the mad woman was playing by herself when she suddenly saw so many people coming in. The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at them. Suddenly, a boning knife fell on her hand.
"Hehe..." She laughed happily, and cut off the gun-holding hands of a member of the Huang family in front of her with a knife, and then ran around amid the gunfire.
"Ah, my hand, my hand," the member of the Huang family team screamed. He understood that without his hand, he was nothing.
"Sir, I..." This team member walked up to the short, fat middle-aged officer and wanted to ask for help.
"It's okay, it's okay, the Huang family team will help you," the short, fat middle-aged officer said with a kind look.
"Thank you, sir," the young team member bent down and bowed to him. The short, fat, middle-aged officer suddenly stood up, drew his gun and shot the young team member through the head.
"You..." The young team member fell down with disbelief in his eyes.
"Don't shoot, don't shoot, she's crazy, she's a crazy woman..." Shangguan Mingyue screamed in fear of accidentally hurting herself.
"Stop," the young man waved his hand, and the sound of shooting stopped immediately. However, the mad woman was obviously also injured. Blood was dripping down her calf, and she didn't know whether the bones were injured.
"Afraid, afraid..." The crazy woman hid behind Yu Beichuan in fear, trembling all over.
"Don't be afraid!" Yu Beichuan gently stroked her head to comfort her, then lowered his head to check her injuries. Fortunately, the bullet only broke through the skin and caused only external injuries.
"Haha... the beautiful Shangguan sister is here too? The last night... I still remember it in my heart." The young man laughed, his eyes glowing with color.
As he walked over, he kept glancing at the bumps and bumps on Shangguan Mingyue's body.
"Third Young Master is so interested. It's been so long that he still remembers the little girl." Shangguan Mingyue cooed and ran towards Third Young Master with a coquettish step.
The third young master of the Huang family was not polite at all. He stretched out his hand and pulled Shangguan Mingyue into his arms.
Pictured: On the 13th floor of the Science Fiction World Trade Center Building, in a huge conference room, more than two hundred people of all sizes were squatting there.
In front of the gate, four members of the Huang family team stood guard at the door with loaded guns and ammunition, smoking cigarettes and taking a look at the conference room from time to time.
Among the squatting crowd, a stout man carefully moved forward. In front of him, squatting was a tall, thin, upright man in his prime.
The stout man approached the tall and thin man and lowered his voice, "Brother Shi Qing, a gunshot rang out below."
"Hmm..." The man named Shi Qing lightly touched the stout man with his heel, indicating that he already knew.
"Brother Shi Qing, in the past ten days or so, we are the only ones left out of more than 3,000 people. Tomorrow,
Tomorrow is only enough for them to feed the zombies once. If they don't take action, it will be too late..." The sturdy man was unwilling to give up, lowered his voice, and whispered.
Shi Qing didn't answer immediately. After thinking for a while, he looked up at the four team members at the door. They were still chatting.
Judging from their appearance, they were still talking about pornographic jokes from time to time, and waves of low laughter came over them.
"Opportunity..." Shi Qing finally made up his mind, stretched out his right hand and pressed on the stout man's heel.
"Great," the stout man was overjoyed. The people squatting on the ground pressed each other's legs with fierce looks on their faces.
"Sir, sir, my stomach hurts..." A young man squatting near the door suddenly stood up and shouted loudly.
"Hey...Hey, my belly, what's wrong with my belly!"
"Sir, please... help me." Four or five men squatting near the door stood up unsteadily and approached the door without leaving a trace.
"Go back, Mad..., come close to me again and shoot!" Two members of the Huang family team quickly ran over, picked up the butts of their guns and hit several people.
"Be alert!" The other two team members threw away their cigarette butts, held their guns, and looked coldly at the crowd in the conference room.
"I can't survive, help me..." A young man cried and rolled to the feet of the team members guarding the goal.
"You are looking for death..." A team member pointed the gun at him, pulled the bolt and was about to shoot.
The swaying man who had been approaching them suddenly jumped up, rushed over, and raised the muzzle of the team member's gun. There was a gunshot sound of "bump..." and the bullet hit the roof.
He shouted and pushed down the team member who was shooting with the rifle butt.
"Kill... rush over..." Shi Qing shouted loudly, flying forward and rushing towards another team member holding a gun.
The other two Huang family team members came to their senses and fired two shots, hitting a man in the abdomen before being torn apart by the angry crowd.
The man who was shot fell to the ground, his eyes were lifeless, and he was afraid he might not survive.
"Dalong, how are you..." Shi Qing squatted down and asked regretfully.
"Brother Shi Qing, remember, my sister's surname is Dong and her name is Dong Qiuling. Find her and give her a chance to live."
"Don't worry, Dalong. As long as I, Shi Qing, live, she will be my biological sister." Shi Qing solemnly promised.
"Thank you, thank you..." The man's eyes slowly closed.
"Who has served as a soldier in the team..." Shi Qing wiped his tears and shouted loudly.
"I!"
"I……"
"And me..." Sixty-seven men came over in response. There were only four steel guns, one pistol, and four daggers. After Shi Qing distributed them, he rushed downstairs with the surging and excited crowd.
In the past, the crazy person had no fear. He himself was a gold medal for exempting himself from the exam, but now he is wearing a combat uniform.
The short, fat, middle-aged man in military uniform couldn't control that much. He pointed at the mad woman and ordered loudly, "Quickly, kill that mad woman!"
"Bang," as soon as he finished his words, there was a gunshot, and a hole was punched through the forehead of the short, fat middle-aged man. His fat and short body didn't even tremble, and he fell straight down.
A row of Huang family members guarding Yubeichuan and others turned their guns towards the gate with a "swipe" sound.
Shi Qing led a fierce crowd of more than 200 people and poured into the gate of the tenth floor. Four rifles, a pistol, and the black muzzle of the gun were pointed at the third young master of the Huang family. Facing the muzzle of the gun several times their own, they were indifferent.
Not afraid.
"We have five guns, and you have twenty guns. We can kill five of you in an instant. You can each fire at most two shots at such a short distance." Shi Qing faced the muzzle of the pointed gun and said,
It seems that life and death no longer matter to him.
"You can fire up to thirty rounds. I have more than 200 people here, and I can eat you until you're full!" Shi Qing laughed crazily. After so many days, he had had enough and lived enough.
There were not many people on the side of the third young master of the Huang family. There were only twenty soldiers left. No matter what Shi Qing said, their hands holding the guns remained motionless.
"Besides, you think they will just sit back and watch..." Shi Qing pointed at Yubeichuan and the others, pulling them into the water, with a wider smile on his face.
"You bastards, don't get involved with us." Lin Feng said loudly, but he did not put down the short knife in his hand, and he still pointed it at the third young master of the Huang family and the others intentionally or unintentionally.
"Hello, brother, if that's the case, why bother to make it a lose-lose situation? Let's sit down and have a good talk!" The middle-aged man with a fair face saw that the situation was not right, and shouted loudly to persuade.
"Who T...M and you beasts are brothers and want to sit down and talk? You have done so many evil things, who will let you go!" The thick man roared, and more than two hundred people took another step forward in order.
"You bunch of beasts, you'd better go underground and talk to the more than 3,000 people you fed the zombies to." Shi Qing's face turned ugly, and he said angrily, and the crowd responded fiercely. This time, the anger was really overwhelming.
Already.
"Who...are you?" Among the members of the Huang family team, a man who looked like the leader of the team asked loudly.
"I am Shi Qing who never changes his name in business or his surname in office!" Shi Qing said proudly, pointing the gun in his hand at the third son of the Huang family.
Shi Qing! A legendary figure in legend, he was once a famous presence in the main city team.
It is said that the special team he led firmly guarded the border security in the southwest area of the main city for twenty years, and he was considered a devil-like figure in the hearts of the enemies.
"Which team do you have?" Shi Qingsi shouted sternly without fear.
"We are all retired members of the main city team, and now we join the main city Huang family team." The leader of the team replied with a helpless and bitter look.