He Lived Like You

Eyes accustomed to darkness could vaguely see him opening the bag containing dinner. Jiang Huan didn't know what he wanted to do, and he couldn't do anything anyway, so he could only wait in fear and fear.

Soon, something was stuck to Jiang Huan's lips. He subconsciously clenched his teeth and stepped back, but the man pressed the back of his head with one hand, and forced the thing into his mouth with the other hand.

"Hmm..." Jiang Huan wanted to shout, but the man said "Shut up!" in advance, blocking his shouting back in his throat.

The man's gloves weren't clean either, and they pricked his mouth. Jiang Huan licked the contents of his mouth full of grievance and fear. The aroma of flour immediately filled his mouth. It was dry and hard without oil or salt, but Jiang Huan immediately Can't wait to chew up.Soon, a small piece of torn cake was on his lips again, and he bit it hastily, almost eating the man's fingers together.

Jiang Huan's saliva was on the gloves of the man in sunglasses. He seemed a little disgusted. After a pause, he took off his gloves and continued to feed. The little guy was so hungry that he kept swallowing and licking his fingers with the tip of his soft tongue. The itchy touch is like being licked by a puppy whose eyes have not yet opened.The man didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but handed over his water bottle after Jiang Huan choked.

With Jiang Huan's hands tied behind his back, the man opened the bottle cap and fed him bit by bit. Soon, a whole piece of cake fell into Jiang Huan's stomach. The premonition of death also slowly subsided.

The other guard who accompanied the man in the sunglasses fell unconscious, and his snoring could penetrate the clouds. Jiang Huan was full, and first thanked the man for the money after being sold, and then asked naively: "Brother, can you save me from here? I will ask my father to give you a large thank you fee."

The man in the sunglasses didn't say a word, he threw the plastic bag aside, stuffed the remaining half bottle of water back into his arms, put on his gloves, stood up from Jiang Huan, and sat back on his old table on the broken table again. Position, arms crossed chest, slightly lowered head.

The only person who had shown kindness to him rejected him with silence. Jiang Huan bent his legs in disappointment, and after eating and drinking enough to gather strength, he felt the urge to cry again.

The next day, it was still the same situation, there was no news from the outside world, and the atmosphere in the factory was impetuous.The man with the crew cut punched and kicked Jiang Huan when he felt a little upset, while the man in the sunglasses always looked like he couldn't wake up, either sitting on the table or standing in the corner, out of tune with everything around him.

He still didn't eat, and in the afternoon, when the others gathered together, he fed the cold wild vegetable porridge into Jiang Huan's mouth spoon by spoon.

There was a new scar on Jiang Huan's face, and he was tearing the wound while chewing, and he was breathing in pain while eating. The man in the sunglasses didn't speak, so he fed the food quietly and quickly, and finally wiped Jiang Huan's mouth with his cuff indifferently , and the old god sat on the ground and fell asleep in the corner.

Jiang Huan had read about Stockholm in a book, and he thought he must have fallen into Stockholm Syndrome, probably because the man surnamed Shen gave food twice, which made Jiang Huan involuntarily feel a great sense of dependence on him, I can't help but spy on him secretly, guess the face under the sunglasses and the mask, and want to communicate with him.

In the evening, because of Jiang Huan's father's indifference, Jiang Huan was once again taken out by the flat-headed man to vent his anger. The rusted dagger first cut the rope binding his hands, and then aimed at Jiang Huan's fingers.

Jiang Huan was crying and struggling hysterically, but his strength as a child could not be lower than that of several grown men. Soon, he was pinned on the table and couldn't move. The people around him were very excited, The sound of ridicule and laughter continued, telling them that the low-level people outside the city lived like ants, while those opportunistic people in the city could enjoy the few supplies left. They vented their dissatisfaction and panic on a child, as if they He is the most righteous messenger, punishing the heinous people.

Seeing the blade raised high, Jiang Huan finally lost his mind. He couldn't help but look in the direction of the man in the sunglasses, and screamed, "Help me! Please help me!"

Men are indifferent.

He was not sleeping, but stood by the wall and looked out of the window, indifferent to what Jiang Huan was about to suffer.

Jiang Huan was desolate in his heart. He hated himself for being weak and helpless, and he also resentfully thought why the man didn't come to help him, and felt that it was extremely ridiculous that he expected an accomplice who kidnapped him to save him.

However, at this moment, an accident happened suddenly, and the calm was broken once. The sound of bullets and guns shooting from far to near was like a storm, and the whole factory building trembled. Covered by the gunfire, the familiar voice of the little thin man begging for mercy could be vaguely heard, followed by the sound of bullets sinking into the flesh and the body falling to the ground.

The men surrounding Jiang Huan who were about to commit atrocities suddenly let go of him in a panic. The man with the crew cut barely remained calm, and many of the others were domineering one second, and frightened like quails the next.

Jiang Huan looked at the door happily, expecting rescue, but he was suddenly grabbed by the back of the neck and throat, and his whole body was suspended in mid-air, blocking in front of the flat-headed man.

"Don't move!" the flat-headed man yelled at the mercenary team who broke into the door, "otherwise I'll kill him!"

The mercenary who walked in the front and kicked in the door paused, with one hand still holding the gun, and the other hand pressed to his ear, as if he was asking something. After a few seconds, he made a gesture, and The teammates behind him exited the room.

The flat-headed man thought to himself that he really was the rescuer who came to rescue the child, and that he would surely be able to gain a chance by taking hostages.

But just when he was about to continue arrogance and negotiating conditions, several oval-shaped metal products were suddenly thrown from outside the door and window, with a scalp-numbing sound, someone with sharp eyes shouted: "Hand/Thunder! !"

Jiang Huan's eyes widened, and his mood fell into an abyss in an instant. He thought his father would save him... but he didn't expect to welcome a team that would sacrifice the hostages just to wipe out the enemy, or the hostages died. Well, it's all done to save you trouble in the future.

The hand that has already torn off the fuse/Lei Fei was in mid-air. At that moment, the time passed very long. Jiang Huan thought a lot, but it seemed that he didn’t think about anything. His life in the first 13 years was too short and too pale , It seems that there is no unforgettable memory.

At the last moment when his mind was blank, a figure that was so fast that only afterimages were left snatched him from the hands of the crew-haired man. The next second, the two of them had already broken out of the window, and the man in sunglasses blocked the broken window with his body. Glass rolled around on the ground with Jiang Huan in his arms, jumped forward another ten meters by the impact of the explosion, and then quickly took off his mask and put it on his face.

A series of actions are smooth and flowing, but they are definitely not behaviors that normal human beings can complete.

Jiang Huan hugged the neck of the man in sunglasses in shock, breathing so fast that he seemed to be choking himself to death. The man turned his head and saw that the window glass was all shattered, and the factory building was covered in flames. Discharge bullets.

"Ahhh——" Jiang Huan couldn't help screaming and shrinking her head, only to hear the man click his tongue irritably, hug him tighter with one arm, and then run up three steps at a time, jumping over four easily. Meter high walls.

The mercenaries with guns behind them couldn't help lying down a few times. They couldn't believe the picture in front of them. The leader immediately reported the abnormal situation to his superiors, which instantly attracted the attention of the high-level officials in the northern border, but the discussion went on and on. , but no text.

This was used by the mercenaries as a topic of conversation at night, and it was only explained half a year later in the 109 tragedy of the Holy Harmony Hospital. Obviously, this can easily avoid hand/mines, burning/bombs and bullets, and it only takes one jump to escape. The man who crossed the four-meter-high wall was a cruel and ruthless mutant.

As for the child in his arms, it was probably thin-skinned and tender, and was taken away as rations.

Of course, these are all things to say later, and on the timeline at this moment, Jiang Huan is bumping in the man's arms. He carefully opens one eye, and the strong wind whizzes by his ears. He seems to be sitting in a car without shock absorption. In the convertible car, everything in front of me flew by quickly.

Jiang Huan belatedly realized something was wrong.

Until the man arrived at a residential building surrounded by zombies, Jiang Huan's face was frightened by the endless stream of zombies, his whole body was trembling out of shape, and he begged tremblingly: "I, I don't want to die like this, I don't want to die like this!" Become...a zombie..."

The man ignored him, and took off his sunglasses, revealing the black-red eyes that were exactly the same as those of the zombies, but with more expression and emotion.

"Get out of the way." He said impatiently, with sharp teeth looming between his lips.The zombies were about to move towards Jiang Huan, but as soon as the man opened his mouth, they backed away in fear like a tide, as if greeting their king.

Now Jiang Huan was so shocked that he couldn't speak, he was as stiff as a stone, like a sculpture of a boy in a man's arms.

The man took Jiang Huan to a clean room, which contained clear water and fresh melons, fruits and fish, but the radiation contained in these foods was too strong, Jiang Huan couldn't eat it, he could only eat the overnight big cake in the man's pocket Crumbs, and drink the little water left in the plastic bottle.

The dry, hard and tasteless thick noodles, and the fragrant braised fish, I don't know if I don't compare them, but Jiang Huan is so greedy that I want to cry.

The man called himself Shen Shanwu, and he asked Jiang Huan to sleep here, saying that he would be sent back to the main entrance of Anping North Territory tomorrow.

"I won't come back here after this, and you don't have to bother to find someone to catch me here." Shen Shanwu took a cold shower and changed into clean clothes. The original owner of this room is obviously not as tall as Shen Shanwu , the trousers were set to nine points on his legs, exposing his bony ankles.

Jiang Huan nodded submissively, and licked all the debris on her fingertips into her mouth.They are on the first floor, and the windows are full of zombies. They lie on the door, window, and fence. Although they dare not squeeze in blatantly because of Shen Shanwu's existence, they are always salivating for the only living person present. .

"Don't worry, they won't come in." Shen Shanwu saw the fear in Jiang Huan's heart, "I'm here."

Jiang Huan glanced at Shen Shanwu's red pupils, and his heart was pounding again with nervousness. He swallowed, thinking that he was probably crazy, "Shen Shanwu...brother, can I not go back to the north? ..."

"Huh? Then where are you going?" Shen Shanwu's tone was bad, and his eyes were also contemptuous, "Let me tell you first, I'm not a bad person, I was driven by you to run around."

"...I want to follow you." Jiang Huan clenched his fists, resisting his fear and said, "Can I follow you?"

"Huh?" Shen Shanwu raised his eyebrows as if he had heard some big joke, "Are you kidding, no." He seemed to feel that the word no is not strong enough, and added with a grinning grin: "I It’s a zombie, you pissed me off, so I dug out your internal organs, ate your stomach, and broke off your limbs to feed other zombies.”

The author has something to say: 35: What is this Stockholm? !This is conquered by my personality charm, you read the book into the dog's stomach

Huan: ...if you have the ability, don't be a dog