The first plug-in in the last days

Yan Zhaozhuo is leaving tomorrow, and Gao Han and Qi Dongchao have already been decided to go with him.Gao Han is because his home is on the only way from City Z to City S, while Qi Dongchao can go anywhere.They also wanted to ask Kang Heng, but after a day passed, there was no sign of that person.

He originally came back to find Lin Nian and asked her what her plans were.

Unexpectedly, she had already packed her backpack.

Yan Zhaozhu greeted Lin Nian, and the two followed Wang Jiashu to the Wang family's collection room. Coincidentally, it was opposite the house they were renting.

"Wait a minute, I'll go upstairs to get the key." Wang Jiashu said with a blank expression while holding two bottles of sleeping pills tightly in his hand.

Yan Zhaozhu raised his eyebrows, he felt something was wrong with this man's expression.

Watching the other party's figure disappear upstairs, he leaned against the wall with his arms folded, closed his eyes slightly, and stretched out a ray of mental energy to reach upwards.His mental strength thread can now extend up to ten meters, so it is no problem to eavesdrop on the movement next door.

The Wang family has two houses in this building, the lower floor is a storage room, and the upper floor is a residence.

Wang Jiashu opened the door of the house, and there was a normal living room inside, there was nothing strange about it.

At this time, a trembling voice came from the bedroom: "Little tree, are you back?"

"Mom!" Wang Jiashu hurried over and hugged his mother, "Didn't I tell you not to come out casually? Where is my dad? How is he?"

Yan Zhaozhu watched and gradually understood the situation.

Wang Jiashu is the elder son of Wang Zhongze and his wife. His parents are both over 60 years old and not in good health.

My mother suffers from chronic asthma that has not healed for many years, and my father has heart disease.Originally, my mother's illness was relatively serious, but on the day when the apocalypse broke out, my father was stimulated by a zombie that suddenly appeared in the corridor, and fell ill. After recovering from the illness, he still lay on the bed, feeling palpitations and heartaches from time to time.

Therefore, Wang Jiashu told them to stay in the house and not to go out at ordinary times, and they were not allowed to open the door if they knocked.

Wang Jiashu said to his father: "Dad, I used the knife downstairs to exchange something..."

Mr. Wang Zhongze was stunned for a moment when he heard this, his eyes dimmed.

"Hey, change it, change it, it's all external objects..."

Wang Jiashu said: "Let's not talk about this. Today, the company distributed a few bags of jujube milk, and I will pour it out for you to drink. We have used up all the water in our reserves. Have you not drunk water all day?"

"Xiaoshu, we are not thirsty, you can keep drinking." The mother's lips were obviously dry and cracked.

"Mom, we have mineral water over there."

Wang Jiashu ran into the kitchen, poured out the two bottles of sleeping pills, ground them into powder with a garlic mortar, poured them into the bottoms of the two cups, then poured the jujube milk into them, and mixed them casually with chopsticks.

"Mom and Dad, drink it up. I'm really not thirsty. Look at my lips, don't you do it at all?"

"Hey, hey."

The two elders were indeed very thirsty, so they picked up the cup and gurgled a few times before reaching the bottom of the cup.

There were still some sleeping pill residues at the bottom of the cup, and he quickly put them away with trembling hands, and said to the elder: "Then I'll take the key and go down to open the door for someone, you can rest for a while."

After a while, his figure appeared downstairs.

A large part of the existing antique long soldiers in this world, even if they are cut, it is for the sake of beauty.

Professor Wang's here is not.He loves ancient soldiers, and he really loves a sharp and chilling aesthetics of violence.So in addition to collecting, he also casts himself.Sharpening knives and casting swords is almost his greatest pastime in his spare time.

It is said that the soldiers he forged are all made of modern composite steel and combined with ancient tempering methods. As long as the blade is sharpened, all of them are truly powerful soldiers that have been tempered with majestic strength and can see blood when they come out of the scabbard.

Some of them were bought and sold as gifts, these parts were never sharpened, and the sharpened ones were kept at home by him, hung on the entire wall, and secretly treasured.This is also the reason why he manufactures controlled knives with such fanfare, but no one restricts them.

Now, this wall full of controlled knives has appeared in Yan Zhaozhu's eyes.

Qi Dongchao has a mutant fire ability. His blue fire is so hot that it can burn these weapons in minutes, so there is no need for weapons at all.Gao Han currently has no weapons to use.So they only need to change two weapons.

Lin Nian took a pair of heavy-looking square-headed machetes from inside. The blades were thick and had no edge on the back. They could be chopped, chopped, shot, or smashed. They were nearly one meter long and stood upright on the ground, reaching above her waist.

This choice is very smart, she has no fighting skills, she only relies on brute force when fighting, and this is exactly a weapon that can be invincible by brute force.

Yan Zhaozhu finally chose a narrow knife of more than 80 centimeters.The root of this knife is very similar to a Tang knife, with cold and hard lines and an extremely thin blade. The back of the knife has serrations and barbs.The front part of the knife has some antique flavor, the lines become curved and pointed upwards, and there is a peaked edge in the blade.

Before leaving, Yan Zhaozhu asked inadvertently: "Student, I don't know what you are using the two bottles of sleeping pills for? If it is insomnia, it is likely to be caused by psychological factors. Sleeping pills alone will not work. Ah, you can't be want to commit suicide..."

Wang Jiashu said: "Sorry, this is my private matter."

The two looked at each other, and Yan Zhaozhu twitched the corners of his mouth viciously, "It's better not to commit suicide, you know, suicide with sleeping pills is one of the most painful ways to die."

Wang Jiashu was startled, and suddenly raised his head, "What did you say!?"

Yan Zhao said earnestly: "Student, you don't know this. Now everyone thinks that death from sleeping pills is a painless death. In fact, after taking a large amount of sleeping pills, it will cause a strong reaction in the stomach. Afterwards, you will feel severe pain and burning sensation, but you can’t wake up, and finally, the vomit from your stomach will come out of your nose. People can feel everything Yes, but I just can't wake up, no matter how much I want to wake up... But don't worry, this process will only last for ten minutes and it will be over. Although the person will have a grim face and foam at the mouth in the end, at least he is relieved .”

Wang Jiashu was stunned.

"However, this method of death is good, that is, it is quite easy to rescue. If you don't take the medicine for a long time, you can just do a gastric lavage. Oh, I have a full set of gastric lavage tools here, how about you?"

After he finished speaking, without waiting for the other party's reaction, he went directly to the house opposite, dragged out a big box, and pushed it in front of Wang Jiashu.

"Give it to you, just for these two knives."

Wang Jiashu was startled, "You know?"

Yan Zhaozhu wanted to shake his head and leave, he didn't want to meddle in other family's affairs at all.Moreover, it is impossible to tell whether Wang Jiashu did these things out of being kind to his second elders or out of a desire to be kind to himself.It is even more difficult to tell whether what he did is advisable or not.

But he took a step, saw the long knife in his hand, and suddenly remembered that this knife was made by Mr. Wang Zhongze, not his son.

No matter what the man's son thinks, as he is Yan Zhaoming, there is absolutely no reason for him to take something from someone and help the tyrant to kill him.

So he thought for a while, stopped in his tracks, turned to Wang Jiashu and said, "Yes, I've seen it all."

Fortunately, Wang Jiashu didn't have supernatural powers, so he couldn't sense whether other people were supernatural beings or not.

Yan Zhaozhu said: "You go upstairs now, I will continue to watch you. Your name is Xiaoshu, right? This name is very good, it reminds me of Zhilan Yushu, your parents gave you such a good name, You don't let them down."

"Xiaoshu, I will give you a chance to regret it now. If your conscience is still there in the future, please remember to thank me."

Unexpectedly, Wang Jiashu gave him all the weapons in the room as a result of his enthusiasm.

Yan Zhaozhu was very surprised, "Don't be like this, what if I can't help it in the future and always want to be a good person and do good deeds?"

Wang Jiashu told the truth: "The base will be relocated soon. I can't take all these things with me, and they can be easily robbed if I replace them with supplies, so they are all tasteless. It is better to give them away."

Yan Zhao wrote: "Base relocation?"

Wang Jiashu told Shen Yonghui's decision.

"Shen Yonghui?" Yan Zhaozhu rolled these three words in his throat, and it took him a long time to swallow them into his stomach, "What a pretentious name."

He thought of the man's eyes like the deep sea, and murmured, "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, it's a Virgin Mary..."

Yan Zhaozhu didn't take advantage of others, and gave Wang Jiashu a small amount of water and food, and then gave him the black off-road vehicle that Aku had stolen.Under Aku's guidance, he has modified the car so that it can be started without a key.

Lin Nian put all the things into the space, because his own small broken space really couldn't fit it.

However, the matter of weapons did not end there.

In the evening, downstairs in the dormitory, he saw Yuan Bin, whose complexion was as black as coal, and Shen Yonghui, who had a rare expression of helplessness.