Zombie Crisis: Survival comes first

Qizai returned to the yard with the ax in hand. The ax was covered with mud, but at this time Qizai didn't care so much. He looked at Lao Er and said, "Go and bring the firewood, and then make a fire and burn the kitchen knife red!" "

With a clang sound, Qizai pulled the kitchen knife on the window sill to the ground.

Hearing that he was going to burn a red kitchen knife, Heizi immediately knew what to do next.

While in the camp, Heizi often followed Brother Qi to torture the imprisoned survivors.

Basically, they chopped off the little toes of the men's feet. They used a file used by carpenters. They sharpened the top of the file, then stuck it on the little finger of those men, and then picked up a brick and knocked it down hard.

Every time, I stamped my little finger off my foot very smoothly, and the method to stop bleeding was very simple and crude, which was to burn the wound!

There is reincarnation in the way of heaven, and what they have always done to others needs to happen to them again exactly as they are!

Qizai watched Lao Er burning the fire very vigorously, and had already thrown the kitchen knife into the fire, but he held the ax in his right hand, but he still couldn't put his hand down.

"Brother Qi!" The second brother who was squatting on the ground to make a fire looked back and saw that Qi Zai was still there in a daze. He shouted anxiously: "If you delay any longer, it will be too late!"

Hearing this, Qizai placed the ax on the stone table in the courtyard and said tremblingly to Lao Er: "Come on, Lao Er, I'm afraid that if I keep chopping with the axe, I won't have the courage to do it a second time."

After saying this, Qizai knelt down on one knee, took his collar with his right hand, put the clothes in his mouth, and looked away to the other side.

The second brother quickly stepped forward, picked up the ax and prepared to chop down. Before starting, the second son held up the ax and said suddenly: "Brother Qi, I count to three, you must hold back, you must not faint here." ....”

Qizai nodded without looking at him.

"one....!"

"two....!"

Snapped! The second child struck down hard with an ax in advance.

Qizai's eyes widened in an instant, and his eyeballs were bloodshot. He lay down on the ground, covering half of his left arm with his right hand, biting his clothes uncontrollably...

At this moment, he realized how painful it must have been to hurt those people before.

"Quick...bring the kitchen knife..." Qizai shouted angrily at Lao Er with red eyes.

Upon hearing this, the second child quickly put down the axe, picked up a piece of wood and pulled the kitchen knife in front of Qizai.

Looking at the red-hot kitchen knife in front of him, Qizai gritted his teeth, grabbed his left arm with his right hand, and pressed it down!

There was a sizzling sound, and the smell of burnt meat floated in the air. The instant pain caused Qizai to faint directly.

The second brother saw that his arm had been connected to the kitchen knife for a long time, and he quickly stepped forward and kicked Qizai's hand away, tearing it open instantly. The pain stimulated the nerves, and Qizai woke up.

Ahhh! ! ! !

Qizai, who couldn't bear it anymore, shouted in pain. At this time, there were more and more zombies at the iron gate outside.

"Brother Qi, I'm worried that you touched your wound for too long and had to kick it away..." The second brother said in fear when he saw Brother Qi wake up.

He was worried that Brother Qi would kill him directly in anger.

After hearing what the second brother explained, Qizai knocked his head on the ground and shook his head laboriously: "I don't blame you..."

"It's your turn, Heizi." Qizai raised his head and looked at the frightened Heizi with his red eyes. Because the method was too rough, Qizai's face was very distorted at this time, and his whole person became more sinister.

"Yes...yes..." Heizi cried.

The second child continued to kick the kitchen knife into the fire, then picked up the ax and walked up to Heizi, pointed it at the arm on the stone table and chopped it down...

After a few minutes.

Heizi, who also passed out, was woken up by the pain caused by his dick kicking the kitchen knife away, screaming in pain.

"Stop fucking screaming!" Qizai, whose face was bloodless and his lips were severely white, couldn't stand listening anymore, so he turned his head and roared at Heizi.

"It hurts...I hurt so much, Brother Qi..." Heizi knelt on the ground with his left hand, covering the right half of his arm with his left hand, and cried to Qizai.

"Any pain we suffered today, I will pay back a thousand times to those two men." Hearing his men's words, Qizai himself was very irritated, and he said with a gloomy face.

"Brother Qi, look there, why is there smoke?!" The second brother took out a basin of water and poured it on the fire. Then when he turned and walked back to the house, he suddenly saw smoke rising from behind the village.

After hearing this, Qizai stood up and walked to the middle of the yard and looked back. Sure enough, someone seemed to be lighting a fire inside.

"It seems there are other survivors in the village!" Qizai's eyes narrowed, and his fierce gaze flashed past. No matter who it was, he would kill those people brutally later.

"Come on, let's go over and take a look." Qizai said gloomily.

"No, Seventh Brother, the wound needs to be bandaged." Seeing this, the second child couldn't help but say.

Hearing the reminder from the second child, Qizai looked around the room, and then said: "Go and look in the house to see if there are any clean clothes."

Two minutes later, the second brother came out with a few T-shirts, and then bandaged them briefly.

But as a few minutes passed, Qizai began to feel very weak. After suffering such serious injuries, he estimated that he would not have the strength to attack other survivors.

Glancing at Heizi, Qizai looked at him and felt that he was even more miserable than himself. Now he should be thinking about how to leave this abandoned village.

.......

Inside the abandoned kitchen.

Uncle Wa lifted up Chen Yu's clothes, took a look at him and said, "You jumped up and landed on a rock. You hit your left shoulder and it seems to be dislocated."

"No wonder I saw that you haven't moved your left hand very much. I thought you hurt your hand." Uncle Wa had noticed just now that Chen Yu hardly moved his left hand. Even when lifting the pot lid, he held the torch with his right hand. Lifted up with little finger.

"It's dislocated..." Chen Yu took a deep breath after hearing Uncle Wa's words: "I was shocked, I thought my hand was broken."

"Dislocation is also very serious, do you understand?!" Uncle Wa said in a deep voice.

"I can't help it, injuries are common!" In order to liven up the atmosphere, Chen Yu also imitated Uncle Wa's speech.

Later, Uncle Wa sat on a stool and thought about something carefully. In the past, his team went out to perform a mission and needed to climb a cliff. One team member's rope was not tied tightly and he fell a few meters high. He also hit his shoulder, causing dislocation.

At that time, the team doctor connected him directly on the spot without using many tools.

Uncle Wa carefully recalled the details of that time, trying not to miss a single thing. Now he must take action to connect Chen Yu's shoulder, otherwise there will be sequelae if it drags on.