Stay with the zombie male god in the apocalypse

There were a lot of people in this team, hundreds of people at least, every few steps Qing Yan took, he could see all kinds of people greeting Yang Zijin.

Yang Zijin basically agreed, and he seemed to be very popular.

When Yang Zijin met a boy who was about his age, he took two steps forward, stretched out his hand to hook the other boy's neck, and laughed in a low voice:

"I'll take the people from Xinyiqiao to the arena. There's a good show tonight. Please tell brother Liu for me, let's relax together."

"Newcomer? I haven't heard of it before..."

The boy with the flat head hooked around his neck muttered, and looked back at Qing Yan, and saw that Qing Yan didn't seem to know what he was about to go through, and the warm smile on the corner of his mouth never faded, his eyes were shy and innocent.

He swallowed the words before he finished speaking, excitedly gave Yang Zijin an elbow and said, "Damn, where did you find this guy, he looks amazing, I can imagine his despair when he was torn apart." face!"

Seeing this kind of honest people who have managed to survive until now being tortured and killed, the excitement will make their brains paralyzed by the doomsday survival quite exciting.

"It's the unlucky guy I met on the road." Yang Zijin shrugged, withdrew his hand and pushed the young man, "Hurry up and find Brother Liu and tell everyone to come here."

The young man nodded, glanced at Qing Yan again, and immediately ran away. Before leaving, he waved his hands expectantly, "I'll bring something to eat, let's have a good gamble tonight!"

Yang Zijin waved his hand, seeing Qing Yan following him quietly, he couldn't help turning his head and said, "Is there nothing you want to ask me?"

"What do you want to ask?" Qing Yan was puzzled.

Hearing this, Yang Zijin almost laughed out loud, but he didn't expect Qing Yan to have the slightest suspicion.

He stopped, scanned Qing Yan carefully from top to bottom, and said contemptuously: "Looking at you, you haven't even killed anyone, have you?"

Qing Yan pursed her lips and smiled, but didn't reply, as if she was embarrassed to say it.

Seeing him like this, Yang Zijin understood that this guy was the kind of person he despised the most, he would be honest all his life, very boring.

"You know, when I was in school, I have been looking forward to the end of the world."

Yang Zijin withdrew his gaze, walked in front and said, with a slightly superior tone, "Human life is too boring. Going to school day after day, and looking for a job after graduation, you can already see the future at a glance."

When the end of the world broke out, Yang Zijin was still in high school.

There are many people around who think the same as him, but he knows that he is different from others. He does not want to find excitement from the illusory world of movies or novels. He wants to really pick up a gun and do it in a gunfight game. do things.

But the human society at that time had various rules restricting him.

He thought that he was doomed to be mediocre, but who knew that the end of the world would really come.

The outbreak of the last days gave him an unprecedented sense of freshness and excitement.

Later, he left his family and was lucky enough to join a group of organizations that robbed people everywhere, and killed someone with a real gun for the first time.

He felt nauseous at first, but soon felt excited again.

His group is so powerful that he didn't suffer much in the last days.

The people in the group also told him that it is human instinct to survive by whatever means, and he also deeply agrees.

But there are always some naive people who try to have cumbersome emotions such as friendship, love, and family affection. This kind of people who still can't recognize the reality is destined to become a fish to be slaughtered in the last days!

"Actually—" Qing Yan looked thoughtfully at the people with weapons around him, and said casually, "According to what you said, isn't life in the last days also a step-by-step process?"

Every day I search for supplies, sort them out, and struggle to survive, but the chances of dying are greatly increased.

But these words instantly reduced Yang Zijin's sense of superiority by more than half, he instantly became angry and said angrily, "How can it be the same!"

"Ah, I'm sorry, are you angry? I just said it casually." Qing Yan withdrew his gaze and said with a good-tempered smile: "Don't take it to heart."

Seeing Qing Yan like this, Yang Zijin was even more angry but didn't know how to vent it.

His eyes fell on the arena not far away, he sneered, and decided to arrange the most disgusting opponent for Qing Yan, to see if Qing Yan would still be smiling.

The location of the arena was originally an underground parking lot in the community. After renovation, the ground above the head was cut through and turned into an open-air stand.

The audience can see the underground scene on the ground, and the people who are used to watch it will fight to the death with people or monsters underground.

"come over!"

Yang Zijin came to the entrance leading to the underground, grabbed Qing Yan's arm and pushed him in forcefully.

Seeing Qing Yan turning back with a dazed expression, he stopped pretending, spread his hands with a vile smile and said, "I hope you can live a little longer, and don't die too early."

As soon as the words fell, two strong men came over immediately, one on the left and the other on the right, holding Qing Yan, and putting shackles on Qing Yan's hands.

Qing Yan seemed to realize something was wrong, and said with a pale face, "Wait, wait a minute!"

Unfortunately, he was forcibly dragged into the ground by a strong man.

At the same time, there was a noise from the radio in the community, followed by an excited voice:

"Seven o'clock tonight! Seven o'clock tonight! There is a newcomer duel in the arena, please bring your bets and place your bets on time! Everyone, our carnival is about to begin!"

As the radio sounded over and over again, cheers broke out in the community immediately after a short silence, and some people even went to the arena with the food they had accumulated on their bodies, hoping to make a fortune.

Zhao Junhua heard the sound of the radio from a distance, and he couldn't help frowning. He didn't expect that besides Qing Yan, there would be other newcomers joining.

There are fewer and fewer newcomers to be found now, and their teams should search all the places that can survive in the second district.

If Qing Yan hadn't promised him that he would stay in the room well, he would have thought that the newcomer this time would be Qing Yan.

Thinking of this, Zhao Junhua couldn't help laughing, and felt that his idea was a bit silly.

Qing Yan already knew where the arena was, so he definitely wouldn't go there.

Just as he was about to continue arranging for Qing Yan to enter Corpse City, his friend who was helping him picked up the walkie-talkie and asked about today's content in the arena.

"I'll ask if it's interesting. If not, I won't go." Seeing Zhao Junhua staring at him, my friend pointed to the walkie-talkie and explained, "Last time I watched a game. I lost a bottle of wine and didn't say anything. I almost watched it." sleep."

Last time he saw Liu Chang arrest a few useless ten-year-old children to wrestle. Although none of the seven or eight children survived in the end, it looked too ordinary and boring.

Zhao Junhua hated the wrestling arena, and even hated Liu Chang who proposed the wrestling event, so he basically didn't go to see it.Wen Yan nodded, and was about to find a place to sit for a while, when he heard an excited voice from the intercom:

"Brother Hu, come quickly, the product this time is very interesting, it's a pretty boy with a pretty face! It seems to be called——Qing Yan, even the name sounds pretty handsome!"

Zhao Junhua raised his head abruptly.

He heard the person on the walkie-talkie say a few more words to someone, and then said: "Brother Liu has spoken, and he wants to arrange a group of mutated monsters as opponents. Hahaha, it's really interesting tonight, come here quickly!"

As the voice in the walkie-talkie was hung up, Zhao Junhua's mind was roaring, and he felt that his eyes were blacked out uncontrollably.

Qing Yan?How could it be Qing Yan?

Qing Yan knew exactly where the arena was, so why did he still want to go? Did he die?

He didn't even bother to ask his friends to join him, so he stood up suddenly and ran directly to the arena.

The fighting venue is not small, almost the size of three basketball courts.

As the sky darkened, people surrounded the ground with a protective guardrail. Under the guardrail, bright lights were turned on, so that the wrestling venue could be clearly reflected in everyone's eyes.

The crowd can watch the play outside the guardrail, and there is also a place for gambling, where they can bet on which side will win before the gladiatorial fight begins.

The bets are basically food or weapons, as well as cigarettes hidden by some people. If you are lucky, you can earn a grand slam.

The positions of leaders and cadres are in the special seats with the best view, and there are seats that look very comfortable.

However, this time the leader and the two cadres were absent, and only Liu Chang sat in the cadre's position.

Although Liu Chang is not an evolutionary, but to become a cadre, his strength is naturally not weak, and he is very experienced in combat.

His bronzed face bears a long scar from what is said to be a prison fight, and he has a solid, muscular body.

Before the apocalypse, he was imprisoned for violence, and after the apocalypse, he also likes to see people killing each other the most. He proposed the activity of the arena.

He opened a bottle of beer that he had never been willing to drink, took two sips, and said to Yang Zijin who was beside him: "I heard you said that today's wrestling will be very interesting, don't let me down?"

"Don't worry, Brother Liu!" Yang Zijin was picked up by Liu Chang at the beginning, and he was full of admiration for Liu Chang, "The guy who came this time is the kind of person you hate the most. I have already bet on the mutant monster. Tonight It will definitely make a profit!"

Hearing Yang Zijin's words, Liu Chang nodded, looking forward to tonight's wrestling.

When Zhao Junhua rushed over, it was too late, he felt a thump when he looked at the people who were already standing in front of him, and it took a lot of effort to squeeze into the crowd.

In the current situation, with his ability, he could no longer provide Qing Yan with any help.

He didn't understand what Qing Yan was going to do, and there was no need to die at this time if he wanted to die!

As the sky darkened completely, Liu Chang stood up, and saw the restless and carnival crowd all around immediately quiet down.

Soon, Liu Chang raised his hand high and made a start gesture, and the crowd immediately cheered.

When the light came on, Qing Yan was pushed out by two strong men. He seemed to be unable to stand firmly, and even staggered on his feet.

Alone in this huge arena, he looked extremely helpless.

When the people around saw Qing Yan, those who bet on Qing Yan cursed angrily.

Qing Yan doesn't look like a fighter at all!