Chapter 330 This is the end

   It is said that the disaster is not for the family, but now the survivors just want to vent the crimes committed by Song Wuli to his family!

Their resentment towards Song Wuli can't be relieved no matter how Song Wuli dies. Song Wuli will die in their hearts no matter what the ending is. Why can't they let him see his family being tortured by them before he dies ?

   Humiliating his wife and killing his children, all those who are related to him must do it in the cruelest and most vicious way!

   But unfortunately, all the torture people think of are useless, because Song Wuli has no relatives.

   Except for the harem he raised.

   But when he thought of his harem, countless people in the crowd looked at each other tacitly. At this moment, as long as he was a man, he could see his lewd look from the same sex!

   Immediately, a few "straightforward" people expressed their thoughts.

   "Song Wuli, you **** of the whole family, all your women are ours! We will take good care of you!"

   When these words came out, everyone laughed, and the expression on Song Wuli's face became distorted, and he couldn't help it anymore, roared violently, and rushed into the crowd!

   "You rubbish, you are a bunch of beasts that are not worth even a piece of bread. I should kill you all! Feed you all to zombies! I want you to die!"

   The crazy Song Wuli rushed into the crowd, raised both arms at the same time, and grabbed a survivor who had no time to react!

  Under his frightened gaze, Song Wuli grinned and used his strength.

   Sizzle!

  The poor man couldn't even let out a scream, his whole body was torn in half by Song Wuli's huge strength, and blood spurted out immediately, splashing the faces of the people next to him.

  The air was silent for a short time, and then, several sharp screams sounded, and the survivors who were not far from Li Song Wuli hurriedly retreated behind the crowd, daring not to be noticed by his eyes.

   Although someone is backing them up, maybe the person who has survived until now is not the one who cherishes his life?

   When the gun hits the first bird, the first bird is naturally the first to die. Who doesn't want to be the first to die.

  The reason why they betrayed Song Wuli was nothing more than the package of biscuits that Bai Huipeng took out. Biscuits are food, people are iron rice and steel, and only if they have food can they keep their bodies alive.

  In the last days, food is their heaven and the hope for all survivors to survive. To do this, all you need is a word.

live!

  The crowd began to spread out, and in front of the crazy Song Wuli, no one dared to look at him!

  People want to escape, but Song Wuli's heart has been filled with anger, and he won't let them escape at all, he wants to kill now!

   Anyway, they are all dead. It’s better to kill a few more. Killing one is not a loss, killing two is profitable, and killing three is even more profitable. Killing everyone is naturally the best!

   The fleeing people seemed to have lost their combat effectiveness in an instant. They only cared about escaping, and no one dared to do anything, giving Song Wuli a great opportunity to kill recklessly!

For a time, Song Wuli's arms were like two butcher knives, and the people he pinched were strangled to death. Every time he punched, he vomited blood, fell to the ground and died on the spot, and some who were not dead were also carried by Song Wuli He kicked up the foot to make up for a blow, and used the bloodiest way to step on the head of the person, and the blood spurted out!

The smell of blood with a little weird sweetness diffused in the surrounding air, Song Wuli's nose kept twitching, and the smell of blood penetrated into his nostrils, making his madness even stronger, the strength in his hand was stronger, and he waved the Slaughter Room. All set off a bit of fishy smell!

   He wished he had more hands, killed more people, and let these people be buried with him!

  However, the two hands are really few, and the number of people who have been killed so far is only more than ten.

  Blood is mixed with fresh blood, it is very strong, and the taste is very strong. Different people and different blood types, all the blood is mixed together in the lower part, with some dark colors, which is shocking!

  Song Wuli wanted to kill a few more people, but Bai Xipeng and the others would let him continue to kill like this?

   The person who was killing didn't see it, the people who were fleeing away from him in front were moving to both sides, and dozens of people with weapons came straight up!

The leader in front of    was Wu Pingzhan. At this moment, he had a scowling face. When he saw Song Wuli who was killing, he raised the shotgun in his hand and it was a shot!

boom!

   The shotgun made a sound like a war drum, and Song Wuli, who had just torn apart a person's body, felt a chill in his body before he put down his hand.

   looked down in a daze, and saw that half of his body burst into a cloud of blood, and then the thing in front of him dropped, and his upper body fell to the ground.

  Song Wuli subconsciously supported the ground with his hands, and the frantic smile on his face suddenly turned into fear of death!

   All of this happened between lightning and flint. It was so fast that Song Wuli couldn't feel the pain when the lower body was separated from the upper body!

After a while, the severe pain came as late as an overwhelming pain, and the pain caused a cold sweat on Song Wuli's forehead. The second-order new human's vitality was tenacious. Live, but can't do anything!

   The chilling grin on Wu Pingzhan's face was still there, and the long and narrow knife scar trembled to both sides with his smile, like a crawling centipede! Of course he is not a good person, and he will not have any burden in his heart for murder.

  At this stage of the last days, everyone that a person meets on the way to live will not be a good person. Even if he does, it is just pretending, and there are no plans.

  Real good people have long been assimilated in the darkness of the last days, and those who have not been assimilated have gone mad and died.

  Wu Pingzhan walked up to Song Wuli and looked at him condescendingly. The two were silent, but there was hope in one's eyes, and the other's eyes were full of coldness.

   After a while, Wu Pingzhan raised his foot and stepped on Song Wuli's head, leaned down, and said softly to him, "You deserve to die!"

   After he finished speaking, amid the cheers of the crowd, his foot moved backwards, reaching Song Wuli's neck, and then exerted force.

  Crack!

   There was a crisp sound from the bones, and Song Wuli opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything and just crawled on the ground like a dead dog.

  Wu Pingzhan took out Song Wuli's evolutionary crystal nucleus in the eyes of everyone, and respectfully handed it to Bai Xipeng.

At this point, the boss Song Wuli, who used to be a blessing here in the past, was killed, and all the food he saved was also emptied and transported to the south of Yudong. Three trucks went back and forth twice before moving everyone to the place. Survivor base in the south of Yudong Cave.

  Before Bai Eipeng left, he looked helplessly at the two tanks parked on the side of the road. The two tanks he brought over didn't play any role at all, they just fired a shot.

   As for how to fire the cannon, Bai Huipeng has to ask carefully.

   (end of this chapter)