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Chapter 267 Apocalyptic Zombies (40)

Standing on the city wall, Su Shumo turned around slowly, and looked at the people behind her who kept criticizing her with every word and every word. In a trance, she thought she was in the scarlet fire again.

So hot, so painful, her body was destroyed by human beliefs in that fire.

And in that fire, she also lost one of the most humble, but also the most beautiful things.

Xie Lin'an looked at Su Shumo, who looked as cold as usual on the city wall, and in her eyes, she saw the loneliness and despair that seemed to have accumulated for thousands of years, and the soul of the painful person was trembling.

Who is she? Xie Linan became more and more curious about Su Shumo's identity.

Looking at the ridiculous and pitiful human beings in front of her, Su Shumo raised her eyes and glanced at the gray sky, with a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth:
"See, this is what you call kindness, heh~"

All the gods in the sky looked embarrassed and didn't know how to respond.

Regardless of what they thought, Su Shumo withdrew her gaze, turned her palm over, and there was a pure white star in the white palm.

She raised her head and looked at the people who were still accusing her of being selfish and cold-blooded. There seemed to be a thick layer of dark clouds in her eyes, and she couldn't see any light. It was so dark that it made one's heart palpitate.

Because of the darkness in her eyes, those voices gradually lowered down with guilt until they disappeared.

Under Su Shumo's cold and dead gaze, people lowered their heads in panic, not daring to look at her.

For some reason, with Su Shumo's eyes, they seemed to see themselves in the dark with their fangs and claws, horrifying, twisted into devils, more terrifying than the zombies that surrounded the base.

But they just want to live, are they wrong?
As the old saying goes, people don't kill heaven and earth for themselves.

"You... Please, please help us..."

Someone hugged a child in his arms and fell to his knees with a plop, his head banging on the ground, tears streaming out as if he didn't want money.

When one person kowtows, more people kowtow, but within a few seconds, a large group of people knelt down.

Hard ones won't work, they will come for soft ones.

Sacrifice one man, save a multitude.

There is no value or not, only cost-effective.

"Please, Deputy Su, I don't want my child to be killed just like that. If he is killed and turned into a zombie, then I would rather strangle him now!"

The mother who was holding the child was crying, her eyes were full of tears, and she looked at Su Shumo with red and swollen eyes. The pitiful and begging appearance made her feel soft.

The hair was blown by the wind, curled up in a messy arc, Su Shumo squinted, her dark eyes were dark and terrifying, but the corner of her mouth curled into a cold and mocking smile:
"Then strangle him."

The woman's expression froze, she didn't expect Su Shumo to say such cruel words.

The expression that was originally begging for grievances became angry and ferocious. She got up from the ground and pointed at Su Shumo angrily. man of:

"As a woman, you are so ruthless, what is the difference between you and the group of zombies below?"

Has conscience been eaten by dogs?

The smile on the corner of Su Shumo's mouth got bigger and bigger. She stretched out her hand, and the wind blew past her fingertips.

God, what an interesting existence.

"Do you know that the emergence of the end of the world is a game of survival of the fittest, and you are the last batch of garbage to be eliminated!"

　Destroy garbage and rebuild a beautiful world without garbage, Shu Mo's wish. . .I also read the starting point, but I can’t reply. Thank you, the old driver Tolstoy, for your liking, okay?????????
　　
　
(End of this chapter)