Survival in the Mist: Beginning Evolution Pingtouge

Chapter 48: Showcase?robbery?
As the distance got closer, Zuo Bing could vaguely smell the smell of blood, mixed with a foul smell, which was particularly unpleasant.

Not far forward, the appearance of the entire church came into view.

The door of the church was open. Looking from this side, it was pitch-black inside, and it was hard to see if there was anyone there, but you could see many black shadows floating in mid-air.

Brother Pingtou stopped, Long Yi and the others quickly stopped too.

Zuo Bing subconsciously sniffed again, making sure that the smell came from the church.

"Brother Pingtou, you have good eyesight, can you see what's going on inside the church?" Zuo Bing stared at the church solemnly and asked in a low voice.

"There are a lot of corpses hanging inside, and it's hard to tell whether they are human or zombies. There seems to be a figure sitting on the seat, motionless." Brother Pingtou confirmed what he saw before replying.

When Zuo Bing heard this, he immediately raised his vigilance.

There are still corpses hanging in the weird church, which is bound to be dangerous, so you can't enter it rashly.

"The sitting man moved."

Brother Pingtou said suddenly, he was startled to the left, and hurriedly narrowed his eyes and looked ahead.

Faintly saw a black figure stand up from the seat, seemed to have grabbed something nearby, and walked towards the outside of the church.

"Ready to fight."

Zuo Bing grabbed the ax immediately, and the tubes in Brother Pingtou's abdomen began to swing.

After a while, a figure came out, and when he saw Zuo Bing, he was taken aback.

Zuo Bing also saw clearly that the opposite was a young man, holding a gun in his hand. He was not badly tall, but his body was covered in blood.

The two looked at each other for two seconds, and the man walked towards them.

"Be careful." Zuo Bing warned in a low voice, and then looked at the person coming.

I don't know the situation inside the church, and I don't know whether the young man in front of me has been here or just arrived.

But no matter what, to be able to rest in such a weird place is either a bold artist or a pervert.

The young man stopped five meters in front of Zuo Bing, and looked at Brother Pingtou with bright eyes.

"Hi handsome guy, my name is Wang Qingwei, and I am a professional shooter. Because I shoot fast, I am nicknamed the fast shooter."

Zuo Bing was dumbfounded!

I'm so confused!
Looking at Wang Qingwei dumbfounded, he didn't know what to say for a while?
Fast shooter?
Doesn't this guy know the meaning of quick shooter?
Suddenly, Zuo Bing rang this name, isn't it the funny guy in the channel?
Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

So Zuo Bing asked out of curiosity: "Are you the Wang Qingwei who adapted the film Once a Thousand Years?"

Wang Qingwei was pleasantly surprised, kept nodding, and said excitedly: "Yes, yes, yes! That's me, I'm the quick shooter Wang Qingwei. Handsome guy, have you heard my song? How is it? Is it nice? Am I particularly talented?"

Zuo Bing didn't expect that the other party would still be able to ask such a question, and nodded awkwardly, confirming in his heart that this person should belong to the category of funny comparisons.

Seeing Zuo Bing nodding, it was tantamount to admitting that he was talented, and Wang Qingwei was even happier.

Putting the gun into the ground, he immediately twisted up, and sang while twisting, just like a living treasure.

It's just that this dance is as awkward as it needs to be, it's very funny.

Zuo Bing suppressed his smile, almost holding back his internal injuries.

At the end of the song, Wang Qingwei stopped dancing, raised the corner of his mouth, pulled out his spear and said, "Handsome guy, as the saying goes, the rich make money. Look at me working so hard, singing and dancing. Isn't it a little bit interesting?" What do you mean?"

As he said that, he deliberately danced a gun dance.

Now, Zuo Bing finally understood the purpose of this thing.

To put it nicely, it means exchanging art for supplies, but to put it badly, it's roadblocking and robbery.

Just like in many scenic spots, there will be some people wearing doll costumes. They will take the initiative to take you to take a group photo, but then they will ask you for money.

But for Wang Qingwei, Zuo Bing still has ideas.

It's not that idea, I just want to try to win him over.

The main reason is that he is so funny, with this guy around, he would die laughing every day.

"Brother Wang, it's okay to give a reward, but to be honest, your dance didn't impress me, why don't you change it? If you dance well, how about I give you five packs of biscuits?"

After Zuo Bing finished speaking, he took out a pack of biscuits from his backpack and waited for the other party's reply.

But in the next second, the smile on Wang Qingwei's face disappeared, he lifted the spear upside down, and said in a cold voice: "Brother, you are too unkind, I will sing and dance for you, and it is worth more than the biscuits in your hand Right? You still want me to dance again? What? Think of me as a dancer? That’s too much."

Zuo Bing's face drooped, his brows were furrowed, and he became more vigilant.

Just now he looked like he was joking and joking, but when he turned around, he changed into this kind of virtue, obviously he was going to be tough.

And the idea of ​​trying to win over this person was also dispelled.

Winning over this kind of person is tantamount to putting a time bomb around yourself, or you don't know the exact time.

"Brother Wang Qingwei, if you think it's unfair, how about I sing and dance for you too? Wouldn't we be equal? ​​Right?"

Zuo Bing shook the ax in his hand and said with a smile.

If he wanted to rob himself, he didn't have that ability yet, so he was naturally not afraid.

It's not bragging, Brother Pingtou's current level, it doesn't take much effort to kill all players in seconds, why are you afraid of a quick shooter?

When Wang Qingwei heard these words, he looked at the ax in Zuo Bing's hand, and his face became even more gloomy.

Holding the gun, he took two steps towards this side.

Then he showed an unflappable expression and said, "I'm sorry, I don't like to watch it, why don't you use your mount as a reward for my performance just now? Look at a spear with a mount, this is what a knight of justice should have, isn't it? "

As soon as these words came out, Zuo Bing realized that it was Brother Pingtou's idea that Wang Qingwei's feelings for.

"Brother Wang, I don't think this is appropriate. Even though you have a gun, it doesn't mean you are qualified to ride it. Besides, a person who blocks and robs, how can he talk about justice? Right?"

When Wang Qingwei heard this, his face was so cold that it could freeze. He squinted his eyes and said angrily, "Who are you talking about robbing? Let me tell you, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. Be careful that I will hang you in the church. Let you repent to God."

Now, Zuo Bing finally knew what those corpses Brother Pingtou was talking about just now were. This guy must have killed someone and hung them on them.

Under the apocalypse, there are many people who kill and rob, but do you want to mess with yourself?Then I can't keep you.

"Brother Pingtou, kill him!"

As soon as Zuo Bing finished speaking, the metal tubes in Brother Pingtou's abdomen shot out at the same time, corresponding to Wang Qingwei's vital points.

But seeing Wang Qingwei dodge with a few light jumps, this made Zuo Bing vigilant again.

"Hehe? Does the handsome guy's mount still have this ability? Then I'm sorry, it belongs to me."

(End of this chapter)