The oath of rebirth in the last days does not form a team

The luxurious long table is filled with all kinds of dishes, among which meat occupies a large part, including rib soup, barbecue steak, fried meat pie, and even scarlet pieces of fresh meat with bloodshot eyes, glass cups Most of the drinks in the middle pack are bright red liquid, which is even more shocking under the illumination of the light, and the whole body feels cold.

"Sit here, child." Dila smiled and pushed the two of them to sit on the chairs beside the long table. After the two sat down, they sat at the head of the long table with satisfaction, and told the ghost mask youth, " Jess, call Xin Ming out, it's time for dinner."

Jess responded, and quickly walked towards the small door on the right, and quickly disappeared into the darkness behind the door.

Except for this restaurant, the main building is dark, and only the outlines of objects can be seen. I don't know if the lights here are broken, or they don't like to turn on the lights at all.

Not long after Jess left, five masked men came to the restaurant one after another. They didn't say much, but sat quietly on both sides of the long table, and took off the masks on their faces. Put it on the table neatly, then lowered your eyes, and stayed in your position very docilely.

Linden found that these people were all young people in their twenties. Including Jess, there happened to be three men and three women. Among them was a girl in a white T-shirt. She made a silent grimace, and then returned to her expressionless state, as if she had never done the series of actions just now.

She should be that Shi'an who likes to play with old newspapers. Now it seems that except for this bishop, everyone else is a normal human being.

A zombie is raising a group of people, and they haven't eaten them yet?

To be honest, he really didn't understand the mind of this advanced zombie.

Unknown creatures always make people fearful. Lin Deng began to observe Tila quietly, trying to find his weakness, but the other side just closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair, not knowing what he was thinking, with a face on his face. The clearly visible blue and black blood vessels on his body made him look very hideous and terrifying.

And Geng Mo kept his head down from the beginning to the end, playing with his fingers in different ways.

silent--

Although the long table was full of people, it was still so quiet that even if a needle fell on the ground, it was possible to hear it.

Behind the small door came the sound of footsteps coming from far to near. Judging from the pace, there seemed to be two people.

Dila opened her eyes, straightened her body and looked at the small door with a smile.

The first thing that appeared behind the door was a boy in a red T-shirt. Half of his face looked like a human, and the other half looked like a decaying zombie.

One eye is a beautiful azure blue, and the other is a dirty and dirty eyeball, which looks completely weird.

He should be between the third-level and fourth-level zombies. This form is the peak state of the third level, which is only one step away from the fourth level.

"Xin Ming, my child, you are finally here." Dila stood up, stepped forward and hugged the boy in red, and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

Jess passed the two of them and sat obediently at the end of the table. A fat young man next to him turned his head and greeted him, "Jess, did Xin Ming eat today?"

Jess turned his head and glanced at Linden and the two inexplicably, shook his head, and replied in a low voice, "No, Jemin."

Jemin let out a cry, and looked at Lin Deng and Geng Mo with pity, but when Dila led Xin Ming over, he quickly lowered his head, closed his mouth tightly and dared not make another sound .

The young men and women around him also did the same thing—when Dila led Xin Ming past them, they all lowered their heads and looked at the posture, as if they wanted to bury themselves under the table go.

Lin Deng forced himself to sit in his seat calmly, and he wanted to see what tricks this Mr. Zombie was trying to play.

On the other side, Geng Mo was still playing with his fingers. Lin Deng glanced at him several times, but didn't wait for the other party's eye contact.

Dila took Xin Ming to stand behind Lin Deng and Geng Mo, and stroked his hair with a smile, "Xin Ming, I found two new partners for you, which one do you like?"

Hearing this sentence, Lin Deng frowned slightly, because his back was facing, he couldn't see the situation behind him at all, but felt a cold hand gently placed on his shoulder, this kind of creepy feeling The feeling made him tense up all over in an instant.

"Both? My boy, that's not okay. You can only play with one tonight."

Then, Linden felt the hand on his shoulder retracted. Just as he wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Dila say again, "Well then, let him play with you tonight."

what? !

Lin Deng glanced slightly to the side, and there was still a hand with black nails on Geng Mo's shoulder.

Then, that hand reached forward, grabbed Geng Mo's hand on his lap, and led him to stand up.

"Where are you taking him?" Lin Deng stood up angrily, rushed forward and pulled Xin Ming's hand away, protecting Geng Mo behind him.

"Don't get excited, kid, Xin Ming just wants to play with your friends for a while." Although Di La's tone didn't change in any way, the look in her eyes turned cold.

"Really, I don't think so." Linden sneered, a zombie playing with humans?Are you playing a game of cannibalism!

"Lord...Bishop." A weak female voice broke the tense atmosphere between Linden and Dila.

Dila turned her head and said in a cold tone, "What's the matter, child."

"I..." A girl with freckles on her face quickly lowered her head that had just been raised for a while, and her voice was as low as that of a mosquito, "It's okay."

Dila nodded in satisfaction, "It's fine, then, Xin Ming, my poor child, now you can take your new playmate back to your room."

Seeing Dila's insistence on this, Lin Deng immediately shifted his target and glared at Xin Ming fiercely. One of Deng's rules - of course, persimmons must be picked softly.

Di La's eyes became colder, but when he looked at Xin Ming, his eyes returned to tenderness.

Facing Lin Deng's sharp eyes that seemed to be materialized, instead of getting angry, Xin Ming smiled at him and reached out to grab Lin Deng's arm.

Lin Deng trembled and wanted to withdraw his hand, but he held back, thinking about finding a chance to kill this zombie named Xin Ming.

Geng Mo behind him raised his eyes to look at Xin Ming, and then at Di La, but in the end he didn't make a sound—compared to Di La, Xin Ming seemed to be much easier to deal with.

***

Lin Deng followed Xin Ming to his room. It was a small space full of skulls and skeletons. The light on the roof was dark red, making the room look eerie and scary.

When Xin Ming turned to close the door, Lin Deng quickly drew out the gun and pressed it against his head, "Don't move, I'm not sure if it will go off."

Xin Ming shook his head and let the gun be pointed at his head. The blue eyes that looked at Linden were full of pain, "Do you want to kill my father?"

"What?" Instead of relaxing, Lin Deng turned on the safety on the gun and pointed at Xin Ming more vigilantly.

"I... I can't stand this kind of life, I really can't take it anymore," Xin Ming covered the rotten zombie eye in pain, "Did you notice that there is no mirror here, because when I see myself Wanted to commit suicide, though I was a dead man—so father took away all the mirrors, and these, and these, were the people I ate, and it was my deep sin, and I knew God was not Will forgive me, but I don't want to go to hell!"

After hearing what he said, Linden began to look at him with that weird look, "Are you joking?"

Can a zombie suffer from eating human flesh?

"No, I didn't have consciousness or feeling before, but now... no, I'm really going crazy!" Xin Ming's blue eyes on the left were filled with tears, and he cried out in pain, "Father, father, he's crazy too He has been crazy for a long time, he must be killed, and I will be freed by killing him!"

"Oh, so you said these words to those people you ate before?" Linden pointed at his head unmoved.

"Yes," Xin Ming calmed down, staring blankly at the void, "I said, but none of them could kill father successfully, so I thought... I thought, maybe this time I should do it myself .”

"You can't do it," Lin Deng raised his eyebrows, and smiled firmly, "He is your father."

Want to fool him?There are no windows!

Xin Ming opened his mouth, "Yes, I can help you, you—you do it!"

Xin Ming almost shouted the last five words.

"What do you want me to believe in you, these skulls, skeletons?"

I'm so stupid, aren't these all the human flesh you've eaten!

"You can shoot me in the head to see if you can kill me." Xin Ming looked straight at Linden.

"What did you say?" Linden smiled and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

With a bang, the bullet popped out of the chamber, and it instantly penetrated Xin Ming's forehead, but Xin Ming just trembled, still standing peacefully in front of Lin Deng, and even smiled a little.

Lin Deng looked at the muzzle of the gun, and faced Xin Ming again with some uncertainty, "Well, let's shoot again."

Xin Ming pressed down the gun in his hand, "No, you can't kill me, because you don't know where our weakness is. Father's head is harder than a steel helmet, and your bullets can't kill him at all."

"It's not necessarily very hard." Linden stared at the bullet hole on his forehead, and the meaning was self-evident.

"I'm not as powerful as my father, but you still can't kill me." Xin Ming touched the bullet hole on his forehead, took a hat and put it on his head, and lowered the brim of the hat to cover it well, "No Show your father, he will be angry, and you will die."

"So where is your weakness?"

"Ear," Xin Ming paused, and said hesitantly, "Destroy father's ear first. Father's healing ability will be ineffective for the wound there, and then your bullet can penetrate his head."

"Thank you, but it's useless. He probably killed us before we got close to him." Lin Deng sat down on the chair leisurely, and he wanted to see how far this Xin Ming could do it.

"I will help you..." Xin Ming stammered, "Destroy...father's ears."

"You seem very hesitant. I don't want to bet my life."

Xin Ming looked at Lin Deng angrily, "I have already promised to help you to the limit, do you want to be eaten by me?"

Linden smiled, "Don't be angry, I believe you are."

Xin Ming breathed out, "Now, your friend may be in danger."

"Then it will depend on your performance then." Linden nodded, holding the gun tightly in his hand.

***

Passing through the dark corridor, the two came back to the back of the small door.

When Xin Ming was about to open the door, Lin Deng stopped him, and just opened a thin slit to look inside.

"Son, has anyone told you that it's an unwise decision to go head-to-head when encountering an opponent stronger than yourself?" Dila pressed Geng Mo on the table, holding a gleaming table knife in her hand. He gestured on his neck, as if he was wondering where to start.

Seeing this scene, Lin Deng, who was hiding behind the door, looked ugly as if frozen. He turned around, gave Xin Ming a wink, and pushed him out.

Live or die depends on this encounter.

Xin Ming staggered, then rushed over and hugged Dila's waist, "Father."

"What's the matter, my child?" Dila put down the table knife, handed Geng Mo to Jemin and Jess to hold him down, turned around and hugged Xin Ming, stroking his hair lovingly.

"Father, he's going to kill me, and he even said he's going to kill you!" Xin Ming hid in Dila's arms in fear, pointed at Lin Deng who was walking towards him, and made a small report to his father.

"Really?" Dila looked at Lin Deng with a half-smile, her hands still gently stroking Xin Ming's hair, "Don't be afraid, Dad will protect you."

Lin Deng snorted lightly, raised the gun in his hand, pointed at Dila's head from a distance, and shouted, "Don't you want to get rid of this devil, get rid of this place!"

This sentence was said with full of air, whether it was Jie Ming and Jess who were holding Gengmo, Shi An and several other young men and women were all stunned for a moment, but only for a moment, and soon they lowered their heads, There is no expression of Linden's advocacy.

"My children will not betray me." Dila smiled confidently.

"Really, it's not certain," Linden whistled leisurely, then looked at the girl named Shi'an with a smile, "Have they found this place yet?" Shi'an's eyes widened, crazy Shaking his head, "What are you talking about, I don't know!"

Dila squinted her eyes at Shi'an, "Child, who are 'they'?"

"I don't know!" Shi'an cried hysterically with tears in her eyes, "Bishop, I don't know anything, no, I don't understand what he's talking about!"

Dila raised her eyebrows, let go of Xin Ming's arms, turned around and walked towards Shi'an, "A lying child is not cute at all..."

The moment the white-haired man turned around, Xin Ming pulled out a thin iron rod from his arms, and thrust forward without thinking.Into Dela's ears.

Dila froze on the spot, and Xin Ming pushed the iron rod a few more inches, then let go of his hand trembling and backed away uncontrollably.

bah—

Lin Deng didn't give him time to react, and fired a shot following Xin Ming's movement. He thought it would end Dila's life, but he dodged it with a light jump.

Dila pulled out the iron rod in his ear, and the blue-black liquid flowed from his ear all over his neck, but there was no painful expression on his face, he just grabbed Xin Ming with a smile, "My child, what are you playing, a new game?"

"No—let me go!" Xin Ming yelled and bit off a piece of meat from Dila's neck, but the wound healed quickly, and the neck was intact, if Xin Ming still had a piece of meat in his mouth Carrion, hardly anyone believed the man had been wounded the moment before.

"Don't move, kid, I don't want to hurt you, you are a little guy who has no healing ability." Dila tied Xin Ming up and put him in a huge iron cage in the corner of the restaurant, covering him with a red cloth. After recovering, he turned his attention to Linden.

Linden gritted his teeth, pulled out the jungle machete behind his back, and was about to rush forward regardless of 21, when he saw a few figures rushing towards him one step at a time—Jess and Jieming let go of Geng Mo, and the two The people stepped forward one after the other and hugged Dila's thigh.

"Quick, kill him!!" Shi'an screamed and ran forward, slapping all the rotten newspapers on Dila's face.

In addition, two women and one man also rushed up. The two women grabbed his hands tightly, and the other man jumped up and strangled Dila's neck, wrapping his feet tightly around his waist. superior.

Geng Mo even fired many shots at his head, but he didn't hit a single shot, and Dila dodged them all.

Dila threw these people out in an instant, jumped in front of Geng Mo lightly, pulled and shook his hand, Geng Mo flew out and fell heavily on the dining table, the glass The utensils also smashed into pieces on the table.

Geng Mo frowned lightly, his face turned pale as paper in an instant, but he still didn't give up and shot at the white-haired man.

Those fast bullets were easily dodged by Dila.

At this time, Lin Deng also rushed to the dining table, raised the knife and chopped at his head. Dila seemed to feel it, and with a flash of his body, the machete slashed at Geng Mo who was lying on the table.

Lin Deng quickly shifted his hand, and the blade brushed against Geng Mo's body dangerously and slashed on the dining table. Lin Deng pulled out the blade, and before he could turn around, he was grabbed and thrown onto the dining table with a sharp high The splinter of the foot glass was nailed into the back like a knife blade, and the white-haired man grabbed his foot and dragged it viciously, creating bloody wounds.

Linden almost fainted from the pain. The clothes behind him were mostly soaked in blood. He seemed to be able to hear the blood ticking along the cracks on the table and falling on the tiled floor.

There was a strong smell of blood in the whole restaurant. Dila took a deep breath, looked at the bloody two people on the table, and swallowed uncontrollably, "Delicious food, I can have a full meal today gone."

Lin Deng tried to get up, but found that he was basically nailed to it. With a slight movement, there was a sharp pain in his back.

"Don't touch the child. There are traps on the table. You are hooked by an iron hook now." Dila's eyes gradually showed greed and hunger. He took out a sharp table knife from the table and tore Lin Lin away. He buttoned his vest, and aimed the knife point at his belly, about to cut it off.

At this critical moment, Geng Mo suddenly stretched out his hand from the side, grabbed the sharp blade, and broke it, and his hand was also cut a deep hole by the blade.

When Di La looked at him, Geng Mo had already jumped up from the table, and the Miao Dao in his hand slashed at the man's neck with a piercing sound.

Lin Deng couldn't stop sweating from the pain, and the sweat covered his eyes, making it impossible for him to see the scene in front of him clearly.

He just felt the table shaking unceasingly, more than a dozen iron hooks and glass shards that penetrated into the flesh and blood, and because of this shaking began to violently stir his back, causing him to pass out with pain several times.

It wasn't until the sound of weapons breaking through the air that Lin Deng struggled to widen his eyes. In his blurred vision, he could only see two figures fighting together.

No, it was one figure beating another figure.

The Miao Dao in Geng Mo's hand had been snatched away long ago, and Di La kept making cuts on his body with the saber as if deliberately torturing him.

Linden struggled to lift the machete that he had been holding tightly in his hand, let out a roar, and thrust it upwards vigorously, allowing the iron hook to hook his own flesh and blood, and quickly jumped into the air...

Jess, who was lying on the side, also hugged Dila's feet, and at the same moment, Geng Mo raised his pistol and shot Dila's head.

Tila dodged to the side as usual, dodging the bullet, but just hit Linden's knife edge, and fell together with the big knife, and the white-haired man's head was cut off.

Geng Mo fired several shots at the head that fell on the ground, and didn't stop until the head was beaten to the point that black fluid flowed out.

Holding a table knife, Shi'an rushed to the side of the head, screamed a series of screams, and frantically stabbed the head that had not moved any longer.

"Shi'an, Shi'an, we have to get out of here." The chubby Jemin stumbled to Shi'an's side, grabbed her hand, and led her quickly into a room.

Several other young men and women also got up from the ground and followed behind them.

Before he left, Jess lifted the red cloth and opened the cage, and was about to drag him out, but Xin Ming patted his outstretched hand away ungratefully.

Xin Ming pushed Jess away, ran to the side of the headless corpse, hugged it, and cried, "I want to stay with Dad, we were supposed to lie quietly under the sand , I am not a monster, and neither is Dad... We are dead, dead..."

"Then... well," Jess nodded, and looked at Linden and Geng Mo again, "The sandstorm is coming soon, you must find a place to hide."

Linden didn't speak. The blood pit on his back made him unable to make a sound. Those iron hooks almost dug out his flesh.

And Geng Mo didn't like to talk.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Jess didn't say anything more, and quickly ran into a secret door, heading towards the cellar they had dug in advance.

Geng Mo put Lin Deng's hand around his neck, and helped him walk out of the main building step by step.

The sandstorm outside was indeed much more violent, and a large amount of sand was blown into the wound by the wind, causing the two of them to sweat uncontrollably.

Gritting his teeth and walking for a while, Geng Mo couldn't hold on anymore and fell down on the cold street. He couldn't open his eyes at all, and when he opened them, he would get sand.

Lin Deng was sobered by the fall. He groped and stood up bit by bit, stretched out his left hand to pull Geng Mo up, and used the same method to support him and rushed forward step by step.

During the short distance, the two of them didn't know how many times they fell, and they couldn't count how much sand they ate. Even the wound was probably filled with yellow sand.

Another gust of wind blew, and a large pile of sand rushed towards the two of them, almost crushing them to the ground.

"Hold on a little longer, there are still...a few meters." Linden's voice was so dry that it was unbearably hoarse, and no matter when he was breathing or speaking, sand would take the opportunity to enter his body.

In the end, Lin Deng simply held his breath, endured the pain, and carried Geng Mo all the way to the side of the car.

When the two sat in the car, Lin Deng didn't even have the strength to raise his hand. He sat slumped on the driver's seat, unable to open his eyes, and his consciousness began to blur.

In a daze, I only felt that my hands were struggling to move myself to a position.

"Go to sleep." With a soft voice, Lin Deng's fragile consciousness suddenly collapsed, and he was completely plunged into endless darkness.