The sudden appearance of a figure at the door of the kitchen startled Zhuzi. The black shadow came so unexpectedly, and when the voice appeared, he was so frightened that Zhuzi almost let go of the oil can he was holding in his hand. He had seen the two terrifying zombies before,
At this time, all Zhuzhu was thinking about were zombies, and he never thought that a man would come out and stand in front of him and yell.
Zhuzi looked up and saw that he recognized this man. He was the real owner of the house, one of those who had escaped earlier.
The situation was urgent. When Zhu Zhu rushed into the house earlier, he didn't think about anything at all. He didn't go anywhere else, he ran directly towards the kitchen, because that's where the oil was.
Zhu Zhu was just stunned for a few seconds before the man rushed up and grabbed the oil can in Zhu Zhu's hand.
"If you don't learn well, you're a lazy boy, why don't you take advantage of the chaos and steal things?"
There was ridicule and anger on the man's face, and he was obviously very unhappy with Zhuzi's behavior. Zhuzi didn't react at first, but only when he saw the man reaching out to grab the oil can in his arms did he react.
One side of the body was barely able to escape.
"I'm going to kill zombies!"
An unreasonable anger suddenly surged in Zhuzhu's heart, and it wasn't entirely unreasonable. People outside were trying their best, but these people who escaped were still worried about the soft goods at home, even the oil that couldn't be taken away.
baby.
You must know that those people outside are fighting with their lives against zombies. This kind of thing is needed at this time to save the lives of these people. These poor, pathetic, mice who do not hesitate to run away when they encounter danger.
life!
But he was still struggling with the oil. In those days, it was really not easy for a family to have a little oil. It was all saved bit by bit through frugality, but what's the point?
?
Are these things really that important compared to human life?
"Put the jar down for me!"
The man didn't grab the oil can from Zhu Zhu's arms. He stumbled and almost hit the stove next to him. An angry look appeared on his face.
"They are struggling and need oil!"
Zhuzi's face showed a look of shock, and then his eyes turned red with anger. He didn't expect that this man would stop him at this time.
"Fart! You just came to steal things and you still use this excuse! Besides, even if you need oil, why would you take ours!"
As the man spoke, he rushed towards Zhu Zhu again. He wanted to snatch the jar from Zhu Zhu's arms with all his teeth and claws. He was completely dismissive of what Zhu Zhu had said before. The sarcastic look on his face was reflected in Zhu Zhu's.
In the eyes, it was very dazzling.
Could it be that all the previous efforts, all the hard work, and the life of the old village chief were just to protect these people?
Suddenly, pillar feeling
I feel that everything they have done, everything they have protected, everything they have done for this village is so ridiculous.
Are they going to protect people like this?
In this way, a jar of oil in your own home is more important than the lives of other people, and more important than those who protect them!
Those people are working hard with their lives. When did a jar become more valuable than a few lives?
"roll!"
The familiar person in the past became so disgusting at this moment. Zhuzi didn't want to say anything to this person at this time. He hugged the jar tightly in his arms. There was no other expression on Zhuzi's face. He became
Indifference, the person in front of him, this familiar person, turned out to be so strange to him at this time.
"What did you say?"
The man showed an incredible expression. He obviously didn't expect that Zhu Zhu would actually talk to him like this, or take his things at his home. The anger on his face became more intense, and his eyes glanced around, trying to find
When you find something handy, teach this pillar a lesson.
"roll!"
Zhuzi's voice was squeezed out of his throat, his voice was hoarse and emotionless. At this moment, Zhuzi was like a wounded beast, with a ferocious light in his eyes.
"you you..."
The man pointed at Zhu Zhu, obviously not understanding why Zhu Zhu, who was usually honest, showed a concealed expression at this time. He was suddenly contradicted. What he felt was not guilt, but more and more anger.
"roll!!!"
Zhuzi didn't talk nonsense to this man anymore, and directly hit his body. The people outside were waiting for him, dragging the two zombies with their lives. If he wasted some more time here, then those people
You may have to pay the price with your life.
Being here with this person and waiting for him to agree is completely unrealistic. At this time, Zhu Zhu has completely understood that this person and these people are all the same, the same indifference, the same
Indifference to other people's lives.
Zhu Zhu didn't wait any longer. At this moment, the strong body exploded with infinite power, like a truck rushing straight towards the man.
The man opened his mouth wide. Unexpectedly, Zhuzi didn't say anything and rushed towards the man. Before the man had time to make an evasive gesture, he was suddenly knocked aside by the pillar, and the tall body hit him.
On his body, he shouted, but there was no power to stop him.
With a "bang", the man was knocked to the ground. As he roared, Zhu Zhu had already rushed out with the oil can in his arms. A woman's screams came from the yard. Apparently she had seen all this.
The scoldings rang out from behind, so harsh and mean, but Zhu Zhu didn't take it to heart. These people were not worth his life.
He, they and the old village chief were wrong. These people were not worth protecting with their lives.
But at this time, he had to go there with the oil, because there were still people waiting for him there. Those people were his brothers in life and death. Maybe they didn't have much interaction before and didn't care too much, but now, after experiencing such a thing,
Zhu Zhu knew that these people were really worthy of protection.
The angry scolding behind him continued, the fire at the entrance of the village had disappeared, and the pillar rushed out from the family's house. He just rushed to the door and saw the scene at the entrance of the village.
Zhuzi stood there stunned. The jar in his hand, which he had hugged tightly just now, fell to the ground. The thing he got regardless of insults, regardless of everything, regardless of others accusing him of being a thief or robber,
It's no longer important.
The situation at the entrance of the village made the pillars burst with anger. The ropes trapping the zombies had broken. The flames on the zombies had disappeared. All that was left on the ground were a few broken corpses and a charred body that was still barely burning.
.
The two zombies were nowhere to be found, and shrill screams came from the village, indicating that the village had been attacked.
"ah!"
When the beast is injured, that look and situation are completely displayed on Zhuzi at this time.
He was wailing, he was roaring, because in such a short period of time, those people who had previously protected the village and those who were not worthy of protection had now turned into wreckage on the ground.
Their actions are respectable, but no one will remember their merits, relying on these poor and miserable people?
Zhuzi's heart was cold, so cold that it was like swallowing a huge ice cube in summer. Looking at the miserable situation in the village, all Zhuzi felt was despair. These people were not qualified for him to protect.
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Looking at the miserable conditions of those people and the burning houses, Zhuzi felt mixed emotions in his heart.
To save or not to save?
Is it really worth saving?
At this time, Zhu Zhu was in a daze. Looking at the corpses at the entrance of the village, he felt a chill running up his spine from the soles of his feet.
It's not worth it and it's not necessary.
Zhuzi was in a daze. He looked at the entrance of the village and fell into a daze. But at this moment, several people, a few young people, squatted next to the corpses, crying and shouting. The voices were very sad.
, seems to have lost the most important thing.
A trace of warmth awakened Zhuzi from the bone-chilling cold, and his eyes became a little gentle. It turned out that there were still people who remembered these people.
His body was no longer stiff, and Zhuzhu walked towards those people step by step. These people were the ones who needed his protection and were worthy of his protection. And he wanted to take these people away. That was the wish of the old village chief. He