The end of the world: Beautiful straight man cries and begs to be let go

Gu Heng sat in his seat, still looking the same as yesterday, his eyebrows were very calm and steady, his suit was securely worn, his whole body was upright, and he took a piece of paper in his hand.

Gu Xingge sat with his eyes lowered, not looking at what was on top.

Gu Xingge sometimes really knows how to measure things.

Seeing the beautiful young man's downcast look, Gu Heng pushed the things in his hand in front of the young man. Gu Heng said: "This is the death list and victim list of some people currently in the base outside."

A list of victims?

what is that?

The boy's curiosity was aroused, and when he saw that it was the item handed over by his eldest cousin, he looked at it carefully.

The number of dead people above became frightening. Gu Xingge was dizzy when he saw it, and there were countless wounded people next to him.

With such a huge number, Gu Xingge couldn't even muster the courage to count the numbers on it.

——Just looking at it is shocking.

What's more, what are the specific numbers?

Just by looking at it, Gu Xingge's heart was completely shaken.

He stared at the paper in his hand and didn't speak for a long time. He just pursed his lips very tightly.

Those clear eyes were looking towards Gu Heng. At this moment, Gu Xingge rarely opened his eyes. He brought out the words from his throat with difficulty. He asked Gu Heng and said: "Do you want me to How to do it?"

He changed the question again, and the young man's voice was clear and clear, "What can I do?" Those bright eyes, after experiencing so many things, are still as pure as before.

But there was also a trace of his own firmness.

In the last days, no one really has clean hands.

Even Gu Xingge killed Huang Mao and Shi Mingling in order to survive.

——That was his growth, and it was also an experience he could not erase.

It is undeniable that after this, he was indeed more ruthless than before.

If not ruthless.

The one who dies is himself.

But this doesn't mean that Gu Xingge really lacks empathy.

It’s really ridiculous to talk about empathy in this apocalyptic world.

But it is true that Gu Xingge has something, and he has not completely lost or abandoned it.

Gu Xingge silently counted the missing people in his heart.

That is slightly better data than the other two data.

"There are twenty-three thousand eight hundred and forty-five people in charge." Gu Xingge silently thought in his mind that this was not a huge number compared to the other two figures, but it was still impressive.

Gu Heng's face was calm, and he looked at Gu Xingge, as if he was measuring whether he could complete the matter.

Gu Xingge only lowered his eyes for a moment, then raised his eyelids and looked at Gu Heng.

Let the other party scrutinize and size you up.

Gu Heng pulled a smile from his lips.

It's not a bit sinister, it doesn't even have any meaning.

Gu Heng slowed down and said, "These people have all disappeared into the occupied areas."

It's a familiar place.

Occupied area.

E city.

Things are automatically mapped to each other in my mind.

Gu Xingge heard his brother say: "Xingge. Brother has a request for you..."

"I beg you to complete this rescue mission."

"You are familiar with the Zombie City in the occupied area. We will take some of you to follow you."

"Please - rescue those people." Gu Heng looked directly at Gu Xingge with a solemn expression.

Waiting for an answer from the other party.