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Chapter 1521 Starting from scratch, a grain of rice beats a hero

Some people say that the greatest pain in life is the loss of freedom!

At present, Liu Shiba laments that the greatest pain in life is to treat the living as the living dead - to be shot!

Staying where he is, Liu Shiba's head is spinning rapidly!

In an instant, he came up with several expedient plans in his mind, first to get out of the danger of being shot!

The first option is to lie down and pretend to be dead and reject it directly. Bullets don’t have eyes. If you pretend to be dead, people may hit the zombies with last-ditch wounds. That’s really a wasted death!

The second option of waving and shouting for help was also rejected. No matter how loud the cry for help is, it is not as loud as the sound of gunshots or car engines, and the gesture of waving is more like a zombie. If you don't wave, people will kill you in the end, but if you do it with one move,

How about greeting you directly first?

The third option is to run as far as you want, which is even more unreliable. If you are so hungry that your heart is in front of your back, it is impossible to outrun an off-road vehicle!

The fourth option is for Yang Tian to quickly wave a torn sack filled with gravel on his shoulder to indicate his identity as a human being. It is absolutely impossible for a zombie to wave the sack.

That's right! Choosing the fourth one, Liu Shiba immediately threw away the unfinished gravel, pulled a corner of the bag with both hands, and just huffed and puffed in the wind, waving it like crazy!

"Bah-bah-bah!"

Sure enough, the gunshots stopped at the seventh shot and then became silent, and only the sound of the car engine could be heard slowly approaching.

When the car got closer, Liu Shiba could barely see clearly that it was an IWC off-road vehicle assembled from an unknown number of junk cars, with a large shovel in front of a bulldozer welded to the front.

There were four people sitting in the car, two of them were talking, and the conversation came clearly to Liu Shiba’s ears:

"It was a waste of so many bullets to kill a few zombies. Is there still one last one left? Hurry up and leave."

"No - no! I think this zombie is a bit interesting, believe it or not? I just saw it dancing..."

Dance?

Liu Shiba, who was already so hungry that he could hardly stand still, almost fell to the ground when he heard this!

Are there any similarities between waving sacks and dancing? When Liu Shiba thought about it, there really was a little bit of the same thing!

At the beginning, Liu Shiba was in a world destroyed by global nuclear war. Whenever there was a party, a party, a sorority, waving a silk belt and shouting "Hey..." was the basic configuration of the party.

No wonder after waving the sack for a long time, some people said they saw zombies dancing...

He was scolded, but Liu Shiba was happy in his heart, because he could understand the conversations of those few people, and they spoke a certain Chinese dialect, which proved that he was still in the land of his ancestors.

Happy to be happy, Liu Shiba kept his mouth busy and shouted loudly with all his strength:

"Brother, be careful and don't shoot me. I'm a human being and I'm definitely alive!"

While shouting, Liu Shiba waved the sack and jumped higher!

Just now, we said that zombies can dance. Now, now, there are zombies that can talk and call them big brother?

The four people on the off-road vehicle all stuck their heads out and looked at Liu Shiba with their mouths open.

"Hahaha! What a human being!"

Soon these guys understood and laughed together.

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The off-road vehicle slowed down and approached Liu Shiba slowly. A big man in his forties with a sinewy face stared at Liu Shiba with a tone of admiration or ridicule and praised:

"Brother! With such rudimentary equipment and a torn sack on your back, you dare to leave the gathering place and come out to make a fortune by yourself. If others don't admire you, I will really admire you."

The other three people in the car, all in their thirties, all agreed in unison:

"That's right! We also admire him. This guy is really a powerful person..."

Now, Liu Shiba also understood!

How could this be admiration? It was clearly an irony - making fun of one's own equipment - its rudimentary nature?

Indeed, it is simple enough—a broken sack!

Why, the laborers came to this bad place with no villages or shops from the Warring States Period, and they were looking for a place to stay, have a good meal and rest, and they just picked up a torn sack. Where did they get any equipment?

In the gold-touching order that is stored in the body and integrated with itself, there are some earthen equipment made by experienced drivers, such as military spurs, 38-meter caps, etc., as well as rough Barretts and the like.

In the gold-touching order, there was even a pack of Tai Sui's blood given as a farewell gift from reincarnation, but the sad thing was that all abilities were lost after passing through the portal.

Without the key abilities of the Ten Cultivation Powers, Liu Shiba would not be able to sense the existence of the Gold Token at all, let alone activate the token to deposit and withdraw items...

Therefore, the temporary simplicity is excusable!

Liu Shiba secretly gritted his teeth and sulked. As long as he regained a little strength, he would be rich overnight!

But now, a grain of rice stumped the heroic man, Liu Shiba began to think about asking these people for some food and drink, and then hitch a ride to the big city...

No! It seems that they are not people from the city, but people from some kind of gathering place. It doesn’t matter where they are, as long as there is food and drink in that place.

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Liu Shiba listened attentively for a while and roughly figured out the names of these people.

Among the four people, the leader was a man in his forties with a sinewy face, named Fan Haizhou.

Of the other three, the one with a 37-part haircut is called Xiao Zhong, the one with a crew cut is called Zhang Sheng, and the bald one is called Zhou Haiping.

“These days, there is less and less food to eat, and the people who survive are getting older and older!

Looking at what this guy is wearing, does he plan to follow zombies in the wild and eat human flesh? I think he would feel more uncomfortable alive than dead."

Among the four people, Xiao Zhong was driving. He was staring at Liu Shiba and chatting with a few others.

The bald Zhou Haiping looked cold, glanced at Liu Shiba, and said directly:

"This guy wouldn't survive in the wild. If we hadn't, we would have fed these zombies sooner or later.

Judging by the way he wears a piece of turf on his crotch, he either has a brain disease or is mentally retarded, and he was probably kicked out of the gathering place."

Another person named Zhou Sheng was the most direct and simply suggested:

"Let's just send him on his way without sparing any bullets. Just do it as a good deed. We don't want him to thank us."

Fan Haizhou, who had a sinister face, squinted his eyes and looked Liu Shiba up and down curiously. After a while, he frowned and said:

"Didn't he dance with a sack just now? I heard him shouting: Brother, please don't shoot me. I am an absolutely great person.

Listening to him talk, I know he is afraid of death, and there is nothing wrong with his brain. I wonder why he is so virtuous? What does it mean to hang a piece of turf to cover the hanging? "

"I...fuck!"

Liu Shiba pricked up his ears and finally understood what was going on!

I'm sorry for these guys, just because of a torn sack, they judge that this kind of people have no need to survive. They are people who live and die and occupy the land. They are thinking of killing them with one shot-killed?

Liu Shiba glanced sideways at Fan Haizhou, rolled his eyes and immediately interjected:

"Wait, wait, wait! Don't shoot yet. As the old saying goes, you have to be a ghost to be a ghost, right?

Can you guys get me some food and drink before you kill me with one shot?

To be honest, I couldn’t stand up straight for seven or eight days when I was hungry. Even if I died, I would have to stand up straight to die, so I had to eat enough to have the strength to stand up straight..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"This guy...is playing with us?"

"This is not mentally retarded...hahaha!"

"Seeing how eloquently these words are spoken, I will never forget to coax him to eat and drink first!"

Before Liu Shiba finished speaking, the four people in the car burst into laughter!

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