[End Times] The Road to Blood Painted

The big eyes were slightly frightened, and it looked like he was a little afraid of Ling Su.

Ling Su took a closer look and realized that this one was actually a little girl.These two children are not very old, about ten or so years old. They are dressed in tatters and don't even have a pair of shoes on their feet. They are like the kind of children who grew up in the wild.

The middle-aged man who was hit by Yuan Ting had a swollen face and brute strength. He was unbelievably tall, at least a head taller than ordinary people.He walked over angrily, stood in front of Yuan Ting, looked down at him, and said condescendingly: "Where did you come from, you bastard, how dare you beat your grandpa Virgil!"

Surprisingly, he seemed to see that Yuan Ting was not a local, and he spoke English fluently.He covered the wound on his right arm with one hand, and grinned ferociously. The huge muscles all over his body seemed to burst out of the flesh, and he was so strong that he could almost kill a cow.

Yuan Ting didn't care about such a threat, put away his gun, and replied lightly: "I don't have a grandpa named Virgil."

The guy named Virgil was obviously stunned for a moment. On this site, he has never seen anyone who dares to sneer and take advantage of him.He's always been the boss in the area, bragging all day long that even if zombie son-of-a-bitch came, he'd shoot a head off and send them to God.

Now, this beautiful man who looks like an Asian is talking to himself so lightly, he is so angry that he is about to explode.

He didn't even think about it, stretched out his fist, and greeted Yuan Ting's hand fiercely.Yuan Ting, on the other hand, was extremely calm. He waved his hand casually, and in the blink of an eye, he grabbed the fist. Then, he quickly slid back, clamped his wrist, and picked up Virgil, a big man like a card. He circled in the air, and then threw him to the ground.

This series of movements, flowing like clouds and flowing water, is quite a bit of the essence of traditional Chinese Kungfu, and the group of young people behind him are dumbfounded.Virgil was their boss here, the strongest fighter, the hardest shooter of them all.However, in just one or two minutes, his right hand was maimed first, and then his left hand was twisted off. The whole person curled up on the ground like a stupid pig, screaming in pain, not even half of his usual arrogant and domineering momentum.

Those subordinates who were usually bullied by him even had an urge to rush up to give this guy a few more kicks, but in the end they were all intimidated by Yuan Ting's cold gaze, and they dared not take half a step forward.They all knew that this guy who didn't look like a European was a really powerful character.

After Virgil fell to the ground, he couldn't help yelling and yelling in pain while cursing, his voice sounded a little scary.After yelling for a long time, he felt that something was wrong, so he turned his head and yelled at the subordinates behind him: "You bastard, why don't you hurry up and help me!"

Those people were used to being yelled at, and they were used to flattering him. Although Virgil suffered a big loss now, they still ran over reflexively, and helped him up quickly, with a flattering look on their faces.

Virgil's right arm kept bleeding out, and someone graciously brought a medicine box, trying to treat the wound for him.But he pushed the man away impatiently, and scolded Yuan Ting: "You bastard, you are a fucking bastard, it's none of your business for me to clean up the little bastard!"

"Are they your children?" Yuan Ting was not annoyed, walked to Ling Su, took the two children, and said to Virgil.

"No, it's two brats who dare to kill Lao Tzu's cattle. I must kill them today!"

Those two children, who were still a little scared at first, seemed to be stimulated after hearing Virgil's words, and immediately jumped up and down a few times, and started yelling like just now, still speaking not in English .When Virgil heard this, he became even more furious, and immediately quarreled with them in the same language.Residents who had been hiding on both sides of the street all poked their heads out of their houses to watch the excitement, and some even laughed gloatingly.

Ling Su walked to Yuan Ting's side, lowered his voice and said, "Do you understand what they are saying?"

"It should be in Swedish." Yuan Ting lowered his head and listened carefully to their conversation.Although he doesn't know much Swedish, in Europe, many languages ​​are similar. Besides English, he also knows some other languages. Although listening is a bit difficult, he still gets the general idea.

It turned out that the father of these two children fell ill half a month ago, and they used the only cow in the family to exchange some medicine with Virgil, the black boss.Unexpectedly, Virgil, a bastard, gave them some vitamins casually. After taking these medicines, their father's illness naturally did not improve, and he died within a few days.The two kids quit and went to Virgil to make an argument. During the quarrel, Virgil's subordinates said that they had slipped their mouths. After they knew that the pills were just vitamins, they insisted on getting back the only cow.

A scoundrel like Virgil would naturally ignore them.To him, the value of a cow is far higher than these two dead children and their dead ghost father. It can produce milk and give birth to cubs. If it doesn’t work, it can be slaughtered and eaten. them.

The two children then began to steal the cow, but failed after several attempts. In a fit of anger, they stabbed the cow to death.In line with the purpose that we can't get it, you can't get it either.

When Yuan Ting and the others first arrived, it was when Virgil found out that the cow had been killed. He was so angry that he drew out his gun and was about to kill these two little bastards without even thinking about it.

The two little guys screamed and ran for their lives, and finally got under Yuan Ting's car, and the bullets fired by Virgil's broken marksmanship hit Yuan Ting's car window.

Things have come to this, it can be regarded as the truth.Yuan Ting couldn't help sympathizing with the IQ of those two children.If you think about it with your toes, you know, even if Virgil had the medicine, he wouldn't give it to them.In such an apocalypse, medicines have become so scarce.If you want to survive in this world, you must not only have enough good luck, but also pray to God to give you an invulnerable body, because once you get sick, it means that you are not far from death.

The hospital system has long been paralyzed, and the pharmaceutical factories have also closed down. The life of only going out but not going in will not last long.Even in the army, Yuan Terror can deeply feel this change.From the beginning, I could pick up painkillers casually, but now even cough medicines are in limited supply.From this point alone, it can be seen that the whole world is really not far from extinction.

Yuan Ting didn't really want to care about this matter. He could see that Virgil didn't really want to kill them, but just wanted to teach them a lesson. The shot just now was probably out of anger.Now that the quarrel has broken out, maybe this matter will pass.Looking at him like that, maybe he will let these two children do some hard work to make up for the loss of that cow.

So, he was about to leave, but found that Ling Su was watching their quarrel with great interest, as if he didn't want to leave.So, he poked him and urged, "Get in the car."

"Where to go?"

"Go find food."

Ling Su smiled slightly: "That's not easy." He said, stepped forward, patted Virgil, who was arguing in full swing, and said in fluent English, "Hey buddy, our young master, I want to ask you to borrow money." Some food and water." He said while pointing at Yuan Ting with his fingers.

After arguing for a long time, Virgil only felt dizzy, and the symptoms of excessive blood loss slowly began to emerge, and his mind seemed a little too full.He looked at Ling Su blankly and asked, "What?"

"I said, our young master, I would like to ask you to borrow some food and water." Whether to borrow or not, he simply wanted to force it, and if the other party refused to give it, he also had a way.

"What crazy words are you talking about! Borrow, what to borrow, and what to pay back!" Virgil never traded at a loss. Is there anything worth exchanging for these two guys with the most precious food?

A momentary killing intent flashed in Ling Su's eyes. Although there was still a warm smile on his face, his eyes were so cold that they could pierce a person's heart.He moved his head closer and whispered in Virgil's ear, "How about using the gun in his hand?"

"Guns? You mean, you want to exchange a gun for food?"

"nonono!" Ling Su couldn't help laughing, "I mean, if you don't agree, I'll let him use that gun and send you to heaven."

Virgil couldn't help shivering, his sturdy muscles seemed to be trembling slightly.He raised his head, met Ling Su's gaze, and found in horror that the fierce light in the eyes of this gentlemanly man in front of him was a hundred times more terrifying than the gun in that man's hand.

It was a look that wanted to swallow people alive.

14

14. Desire...

Ling Su used a gun to successfully exchange for a sumptuous dinner.That night, Virgil invited them into his residence and entertained them with the best food in Muryev at that time.Grilled steaks, lamb chops, and even a large piece of tuna was served on the table because of the proximity of the sea. They were smeared with salt and grilled until they sizzled. The room was full of tempting The aroma of the food, even the famous people around Virgil, can smell it and salivate.

It has been a long time since they had such a luxury, and the food obtained by plundering is getting less and less.They are lazy and don't do anything productive. The end result is that they have to cut down on food and clothing so that they can live longer.It still looks safe here. As a blue zone, if one or two zombies occasionally appear, they will be wiped out quickly.

Virgil