Hearing the meaning of this man's words, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a sip of cold air and heard this man say that this place seems to be not an individual, but a normal state. At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang has a kind of land on this piece. Survivors find out the crazy ideas that are all killed.

"You two are watching them here, they have any move without warning and direct shooting, you, come with me."

Zhang Xiaoqiang ordered the two players to stay and see the man who was lying on the bed and the man lying on the bed. He walked to the kitchen with the rest of the turn. He wanted to see what these people were sick.

The houses built under the rock are not very good. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked on the black lane and looked at the rooms. The furnishings in these rooms were very simple, except for a black coffin in a room. Several of the houses are empty.

There are always a few more or less bacon on the beams in the firehouse room elsewhere, but in the fire pit room of this house, in addition to the wall on the roof, there is a layer of wall above the wall. There is nothing but black ash. Instead, a chain of iron chains with smoked black smoke is hovering over the volcano. This stuff is generally used by farmers in the 1970s and 1980s to burn water. I didn't expect to see it again here.

The kitchen is not very large, a huge stove with a waist-high is occupied by one-third of the kitchen, and another one-third is near the mouth of the stove. There are some firewoods in the place, except for a small part of the shrub. Most of them are roots of different shapes, and the roots of the roots are very interesting.

A bluestone tank leans against the kitchen door, two heavy wooden barrels and a pole with brown hemp ropes leaning against the water tank. On the opposite wall of the water tank is a wall embedded in the earth wall. The wood cupboards and cupboards were opened, and there was nothing but a few large porcelain bowls and some plates.

From the outside, you can see the black smoke rising toward the sky, but there is no smoke in the room. Zhang Xiaoqiang opened the huge wood lid on the big pot on the stage. The cauldron is very big, but the content inside is very Less, there are some white pieces of meat at the bottom of the pot and some things that don't know whether it is grass roots or leaves. They are also stewed together and look at the weight of a small bowl.

Seeing the piece of meat Zhang Xiaoqiang looking for the victim's body in the kitchen, but the kitchen is so big, I didn't see it at all, but I saw a dirty kitchen knife on the cutting board placed on the stove, the kitchen knife. There are some dark red blood in the blade.

Seeing the blood on the kitchen knife, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the ground. Sure enough, there was a blood stain on the uneven ground, and some scattered blood was scattered in every corner of the kitchen. On the side of the stove was The most scattered, although some of these bloodstains are scattered, but Zhang Xiaoqiang can find that they are mostly scattered in a line and evenly scattered on the ground.

In the end, there was a blood trail that stretched out to the door. Zhang Xiaoqiang used a flashlight to search slowly along the blood on the ground until it was finished... until.··········

Zhang Xiaoqiang and his team members returned to the bedroom along the blood. The long bloodstains extended to the man's body. The man kept his head and kept repeating the previous words in his mouth.

"Get up...·································

As Zhang Xiaoqiang ordered, the man climbed up from the ground and looked at the trembling man who stood in front of him. Zhang Xiaoqiang found that he was very young and accurately said that he had not yet grown into a man. Still a boy, this boy is only sixteen or seven years old, and his face is tender and stunned.

The clothes on the body are tattered like a lonely scorpion, and in the hole in the clothes, he can see the thin body of his ribs. Of course, his cheeks are also thin and thin, but they look personal.

One of his thighs trembled while standing, and was wet on the black trousers in the middle of the thigh and stuck on the thigh. Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out a saber, and the edge of the saber was cut open on his trouser legs.

On the pale yellow thigh, there was blood and Linlin. In the place where the blood dripped, a mottled rag struck the wound on his leg and looked at the boy's thigh. Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered the piece of meat that was constantly cooked in the cauldron.

“Have you eaten?”

With the inquiry of Zhang Xiaoqiang, the boy shook his head subconsciously.

Seeing the boy shaking his head, Zhang Xiaoqiang’s mentality suddenly became loose. He admired the boy in front of him. It was not a general admiration. The boy cut his own meat and cooked it for his sick mother in the case of food. How much courage and determination it takes, Zhang Xiaoqiang admits that he can't do it himself.

More than Zhang Xiaoqiang can't do it. The vast majority of people in the world can't do it. The story of cutting stocks into medicine and lying on ice is in ancient times. Modern people have more things to touch, and their ideas are complicated. The self-interested thoughts are full of this impetuous society. Perhaps most people are filial, but they can really let their meat cut to the hungry mother. They will definitely shake their heads, they can't.

The boy in front of him did it. The boy born in the most difficult and barren environment did it~lightnovelpub.net~No.·Can’t call him a boy anymore, he is already a man, he It’s not something that big men who don’t even have the iron can do.

"You really haven't eaten? As long as you tell the truth, I will treat your mother, I have medicine, all kinds of medicine, I have food, countless food, your mother will not be hungry again. As long as you tell the truth...······.”

Zhang Xiaoqiang's tone is soft and slow, like the snake that tempted Adam to eat the forbidden fruit. He constantly tempted the beautiful man in the future. He would not believe the word of this person. The key is that he first gave his mother. Asking for mercy is too suspicious, and Zhang Xiaoqiang is not sure if he really eaten. If he really eats, Zhang Xiaoqiang will kill him, give him a happy death, and bring his mother back to the base. Raise it.

"I haven't eaten, really eaten...·····"

Brushing it, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at his eyes with a large caliber pistol in his hand and asked:

"Then why do you want us to catch your mother at the beginning, do you know that we will eat people?"

"I... I thought you were them... they are... they also have guns, guns like you...········"

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the eyes of this man's fear and put down the voice of the desert: "Who are they? How many people? How do you know them, and how many guns do they have?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang finally decided to believe his words. A person who can kill people and eat people will never disguise him like him. One is that he is not yet a mature adult. The other is that he has not had the opportunity to experience the complex society outside. In other words, this child I have always been a rookie, and even if I was scared by Zhang Xiaoqiang, I didn’t admit to eating people, that is, I really didn’t eat anyone.