Desperate Game Cat Hunter

The days of disaster are over.We continue to move forward with these materials.Fortunately, it didn't take long to come across a small town.

It's almost like being blessed by God suddenly - a deserted town.I mean, it's more appropriate that there are no living people, and more specifically, no enemies.There are only wandering zombies and dilapidated supermarkets, shopping malls, and other places that still retain usable supplies.

We have a new life.

Almost as soon as we entered the town, we ran to the supermarket there.And then into the orgy.Yiwei and the others excitedly threw things everywhere, opened the food packaging bag and took two bites, and then fell on the ground indiscriminately-this is not a happy word to describe it.

We didn't have any coins, so Al picked up a few at the supermarket checkout and stuffed them into the automatic drawer at the door, where he "bought" two cans of beer.Then came over and gave it to me.

I was standing in the doorway, watching their behavior.To be honest, I am also very happy, but I don't seem to have much strength now.I didn't have any urge to go in and join them, I just felt happy.

After handing me the beer, I heard the sound of bubbles when he pulled the tab of his can of beer.Then he tilted his head back and gulped the beer down his throat.

I stared at his Adam's apple, which was moving up and down from swallowing, and said, "It's late, but I have to warn you that it may have expired."

"Ha——" Perhaps it was the refreshing feeling brought by the beer, Al let out a long sigh of relief, he looked back at me with a smile, and asked, "Does it matter?"

"It's okay." I looked into his eyes.Seriously correct him.

Expired food can easily cause diarrhea, and diarrhea may also be fatal to us.We are weak from the long journey.

"You're too serious about living, little cat." He laughed and stroked my hair with his hands taking advantage of his height.

He's in a really good mood.

I turned my head and stared at the beer can as if I was paying attention to the words on it.In fact, I didn't read any of the above text.

Al suddenly reached out and took the beer can in my hand, pulled the tab, took a big sip by himself, and I naturally turned my head to look at him again.

He noticed my gaze, and when he turned his head to look at me, our gaze touched, and then he laughed to himself, and handed over the beer can while laughing,

"Congratulations on making it to this day and living on."

I:…………

He winked at me.

Me: "... Has no one ever told you that it's disgusting for a man to do that?"

"Yes?" He looked surprised by my answer.

I fell silent.

He reached out and put the beer can with half of the beer on top of my head, as if an elder was teasing a young child, with a smile on his tone,

"Ah, then I will pay attention to it later."

I reached over and took the can of beer off my head, and drank the rest of the liquid in one gulp.

Sure enough, the shelf life has passed, and the taste of the entrance is really not very good.

Holding the jar, I hesitated and asked,

"Can I really eat it, me?"

If I really go to a desperate situation, will I really be eaten?

I...not saying how kind I am, there is nothing wrong with killing people just to survive.It's just that eating meat of the same kind always makes me feel, some, some, I can't tell.I'm in a dilemma.

Maybe I shouldn't say this at this time of rebirth and joy.

Al lights a cigarette, which I think he picked up when he went over to the counter to get some coins.

"I just praised you for being too serious about living." Although Al was still smiling, the smile seemed not so pure.

However, what he just said was a compliment?I really can't hear it.

"Yes." Al took a puff of cigarette again, turned his head and smiled at me, "If you want to escape, please do so as soon as possible."

"I," I paused, and I didn't know how to respond to Al's honest and unabashed answer, "I thought you would say something else. After all, it would be nice to have a food reserve that actively follows you Isn't it?"

"Ah," he uttered a particle word without meaning, then held the cigarette between his index finger and middle finger, and scratched his hair with the rest of his fingers, as if he was a little troubled,

"No way, you look too much like him. I don't really want to lie to you. Of course, it would be nice if you could not run away."

"I will." I replied seriously.

Because I don't really want to escape the zombies and end up being digested in the stomach of the same kind.That's so tragic.

Al smiled teasingly at me.Did not answer.

After a brief carnival, the others had dispersed around town to scout and check for useful supplies.I stayed where I was, because the blisters on the soles of my feet had stopped me from taking another step.

Well, maybe if I don't have the sense of security I have now, I can continue to walk.But after arriving in this small town, I felt like my foot was useless, and I didn't want to move an inch at all.

When night fell, they came back one after another.Mostly come back by car.Of course, the car is "picked up" on the road or in an auto shop.The cart was full of looted supplies and perhaps other things they thought might be useful.

Basically, some food and gasoline. Kerry helped me bring anti-inflammatory drops and other medicines.

To my surprise, Yiwei brought back a woman in his car.According to him, he found a group of people who survived here, maybe seven or eight people.All the men were shot and killed by him, and two of the women committed suicide because they were afraid. This was the only one he "saved".

I watched him drag the tied-up woman out of the car.He's a Caucasian guy with a nice face and short hair.Looks a little skinny though.The most important thing is that this woman didn't cry, there was only anger but no panic in her eyes.

Kerry laughed teasingly, "It's thanks to you that you still have the mental and physical strength."

After all, they had just "escaped from danger", and the energy consumption of everyone was not ordinary.To be honest, don't say I don't have this idea now, even if I have this idea, I can't guarantee that my thing will respond to me.

Moreover, it seems that everyone agrees with me except Yiwei.

But Yiwei dismissed Carrie's voice.With a snort, he pulled the woman up from the ground.Drag her along with us.

We need to find an unspoiled room for the night.Zombies are most active at night, and if something goes wrong in our state, it's no joke.

In the end, everyone used bullets to disable the lock of a door, and after entering the room, they blocked the door with heavy objects such as cabinets.

Probably because it is a residence, so the house looks pretty good.I mean, a feeling.It's been a long time since we've been in a place with walls and a roof.Although the room is full of dust, it still gives people a very subtle feeling.

Rost didn't say much, so he found a room in the house and went to sleep.Kerry looked through the refrigerator of the owner's house like a guest who entered someone's house but was familiar with it, but judging from his face, I guess it smelled rancid when he opened it-the food inside should have been rotten.

I sat on the dusty sofa, swallowed a few anti-inflammatory pills, and began to apply the topical anti-inflammatory medicine Kerry brought me to the blisters on my feet—a very subtle feeling, I began to feel My feet hurt more than my arms, of course, that's probably because I've given up hope on my arms.

Al was sitting next to me, smoking a cigarette.

"Yiwei, you'd better take that woman to another room and start again." Al suddenly said.

I turned my head and glanced at Yiwei, he had already put his hand on the woman's chest.

I was a little surprised that the woman didn't make a sound.Even if it is gagged, it should be able to make some "whooping" sounds.

Yiwei withdrew his hand embarrassingly, and didn't know what to curse.

Then he directly pulled up the rope that tied the woman, and dragged the woman into a room as if he were dragging an animal.

"By the way, it's best to dispose of that woman after she's had enough fun." Kerry on the other side of the refrigerator suddenly reminded her loudly, "You know what I mean."

"Shut up!" Yiwei roared impatiently while "slapping" the door angrily.

"That's really bad." Kerry shrugged with a smile.Then he said good night, and walked into the room where Rost had entered just now.

I continued to draw my attention back to my own side of things.Because of the weather, I couldn't see very well, but it didn't matter much.I can confirm the location by touch and pierce it with the tip of a knife. As for the medicine, I just need to smear the soles of the feet.

"Do you need my help?" Al said suddenly, his tone sounded like a smile.

Perhaps only God knows what is going on in this man's head.

I expressed my rejection with silence, and dealt with it as quickly as possible.And Al just watched from the sidelines the whole time.

It's supposed to be me and Al's vigil tonight.The reason why there are two people is because everyone is tired.If there is only one person, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no accidents.

Still, it didn't take long for it to be little different from a one-man vigil.

Because Al fell asleep.

It wasn't because of carelessness or anything, he just lay down on the sofa.In a very obvious gesture, he told me that he was going to sleep.

I hesitated for a while and decided to swallow the so-called complaints and other emotions, and then silently moved to the other end of the sofa, leaning against the edge.

Sure enough, after I left, he put his feet on the sofa.It's just unfortunate that the sofa is a bit short, not to mention that the seat where I'm sitting takes up part of the length. With Al's height, this sofa really can't accommodate him.

He changed several positions in the following time, but none of them seemed to be easy to sleep.

After a while, he finally sat up unbearably, and then turned around.Putting my head on my lap and getting ready for bed.