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Clouds, snow, dogs

The dog hasn't eaten anything for several days. The thin ribs are clearly visible, and the fur on its body is yellow and yellow, and the original color is completely unaware of. The dog does not know what death is. It is just driven by hunger. It shakes its shriveled body, sniffing it hard, and distinguishing every possible smell in the air. Perhaps the dog is too hungry, completely forgetting that it is daytime and that it shouldn't appear on the snow at this time.

"Swoosh!" The dog felt his neck cool, then his body loosened and softened to the ground. He was reincarnated without even making a whine.

Putting down the bow and arrow in his hand, San'er felt hungry and burning. No matter what, this wild dog was enough for three days to eat. If he had saved some food, he might have been able to last for three days. As for what to do in three days, San'er didn't know, and he would only count to three.

San'er stood up and looked around with caution. The empty snow field in front of him extended to the other end of the mountain. The weeds left in autumn emerged from the snow in a mess, but they were not dense. There were a few crooked trees in the distance. As for the mountain farther away, there were a layer of blue-gray, which was not clear in the sun.

The dirt road itself is not entirely paved with sand and soil. Some places are covered with a blue-black thing. San'er knows that this thing will become soft if it is hot, and at the same time it has a very unpleasant smell. People in the town say this thing is called asphalt. It was used by people many years ago to pave the road. Now it is mostly buried under the snow. San'er doesn't understand these things very well. He just thinks that if there is no such thing as "war" that appeared many years ago that people in the town often talk about, perhaps he can go to a place called "school" and become smarter.

Looking back at the back, there were several houses in the distance. San'er knew that it was the only popular place nearby and the only town where you could find clear water. When she thought of clear water, San'er licked her lips. Perhaps it was a good choice to exchange half of her meat for a bowl of clear water. Always drinking those sour snow water is really uncomfortable, especially when you are on an empty stomach. If you drink it, your stomach will be uncomfortable for a long time.

While thinking about it, San'er approached the wild dog carefully. He didn't have much confidence in his archery skills. If the dog was not dead, he would jump up and bite a few bites, it would be enough for San'er to suffer. He pulled out the iron knife and stabbed the wild dog carefully. He found that it was really dead. Then he cheered and took out the rope that had been prepared long ago, trying to tie the dog up. Although San'er had not learned much knowledge, he was not stupid. Who knows if he would become the next "wild dog" in such an empty place? It's better to find a safe place before eating.

Perhaps because of his long-term life in the wilderness, San'er had just tied up the dog and had not carried it on her shoulders and felt something moving behind her. Without saying a word, she threw the wild dog over and leaned on the ground, looked up carefully, and then she found a figure walking along the dirt road in the distance.

When San'er saw clearly that someone was coming, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although San'er had heard that some places were hungry and even people were eating, the guy in front of her didn't look that hungry, otherwise he wouldn't be so steadily walking, so he shouldn't be in trouble.

The person who came was much taller than San'er, and looked very strong. He was wearing a torn black dress and a black hood covered the person who came very tightly. He held a bundle of firewood in his hand and a package behind him.

San'er felt that there was no danger to the person coming, so she turned over and sat on the ground, gathered the rope that had been scattered just now. The man in black walked to San'er and stopped and asked softly: "I wish you a good harvest of mushrooms. My friend, is there anyone in the town in front of you who said something?"

San'er didn't look up, but his right hand kept holding the iron knife and replied casually: "The mouse is full of warehouse, yes, you are talking about Mr. Li. You can find him in the bar in the middle of the town."

"Thank you," the man in black nodded and walked towards the town.

If San'er looked up now, he would find that the man was walking strangely. The size of each step was the same, and it seemed to be measured well, but San'er was so hungry.

The encounter outside the Eternal City made Wang Ping more careful in choosing the route of travel, which also made him understand that his body would also bring unnecessary trouble to himself. Fortunately, the cold weather in winter made the trek in the wilderness much easier, especially Wang Ping, who does not need to make a fire or carry too much food.

According to the density of towns in that era when Wang Ping lived, he should have encountered some civilized relics or other things from time to time. However, along the way, apart from the highway, there were very few relics that could be inhabited. Many of them had already collapsed or had obvious traces of war. On the way, he also encountered relics that looked like county towns or even cities. Unfortunately, as soon as Wang Ping approached there, the Geiger counter began to call the alarm. The alarm sound of the radiation exceeding the normal standard made him dare not take risks. After all, whether his body is radiation-proof is not clearly stated in the auxiliary computer.

Looking back on the life he woke up, there seems to be nothing to be surprised about. Perhaps it is because more than 90% of his body are not human? Looking back on these days, he has been killed, killed, and killed people. Why do he not have that kind of tension? Wang Ping kept thinking while walking, as if he was no longer himself after waking up, or he had less humanity after changing his body, and even rebirth? Reincarnation?

A small town in the distance came into view. The search results showed that there were 241 people in the town, but Wang Ping's thoughts were attracted by the encounter a day ago.

It is no longer a novelty for Wang Ping to encounter a life signal when traveling through the wilderness. Generally, he will stop and wait for the signal to move out of his search range, or choose an appropriate hidden method according to the situation. However, it is a bit surprising that a life signal remains in place after being discovered by him for more than half an hour. Wang Ping thought about it for a long time and decided to go over and take a look.

As expected, what he saw was still a Shura venue, full of corpses and blood. Wang Ping found a little boy with a tone in a simple carriage that he had been flipping. He was about twelve years old. Although the carriage cloak blocked most of the cold wind for him, the temperature below zero also made him dying.

The boy's hands were tied to his hands, his lower body was shivered, and his legs were scratched. Some of the wounds were deep and bones were visible. It was obviously someone did it to increase his pleasure, which was a terrible sight.

Hearing the sound, the boy opened his eyes. The eyes that had not been contaminated by adults were so pure. Wang Ping's dull mood for many days after he woke up was suddenly ignited by anger!

He ignored the warning of assisting the computer to constantly prompt brain endocrine disorders and suppressed his anger and asked, "Who did it?"

The old bartender sat leisurely behind the bar counter. There had been no guests coming for the whole morning. He was happy to be at leisure. Anyway, only he could get novel things in a few hundred miles, and only he would fiddle with these novel things. As long as Mr. Li could still cover the town, the old bartender would not have any trouble. Of course, if Mr. Li couldn't cover him one day, he just needed to rely on the person who replaced Mr. Li as soon as possible and could survive.

The old bartender is actually not old, he is only in his forties, but his early years left too many traces of vicissitudes of life. Coupled with the experience of escaping from a polluted area, the old bartender looks like an old man in his sixties.

Sitting in the corner of the bar are the current "master mayor" Mr. Li and his two subordinates. Mr. Li is in his thirties and looks very smart and strong. After all, it is not as good as having less intelligence and less force here. For hundreds of people in the town, Mr. Li is the law in the town, and Mr. Li is their protective umbrella. Today he looks good. I heard that another group of guys were attracted by the legend of Green Heart, so he asked Mr. Li to do a good job.

Everyone has seen Mr. Li's methods. In addition to being a little cruel to the previous "maintainment mayor", he lit the sky lantern when he went to the mouse oil. After taking over, Mr. Li still worked hard to serve everyone. Anyone who made trouble in the town, as long as he shouted, Mr. Li would definitely come to solve the problem for the town as soon as possible. The power grid in the town is also supervised by Mr. Li. Of course, filial piety is indispensable every month. For example, the old bartender must show you any strange things when he receives. The girls in the massage parlor in the town will deliver goods to their door anytime and anywhere as long as Mr. Li needs them.

Overall, Mr. Li is a good person.

However, good people often don’t live long.

The crisp doorbell sound always shocked the old bartender. After all, most of the people in the town were still busy with their livelihoods at this time, and most of the people who came were from other places. Those who were keen on digging out the remains of war might get something good? When they saw the person clearly, the old bartender couldn't help but take a breath. Although he had rich experience in his early years, it was the first time he had seen such a person.

The man was wearing a black hood. The old bartender could not see his appearance. He was wearing a top and canvas pants that could not be seen in color. He also had a black cloak that a traveler often brought, and was carrying a bundle of firewood in his right hand. What shocked the old bartender was his eyes. His eyes were completely unanimous, as if they were carved. If it was a fake eye, his actions were not like a blind man. The old bartender immediately determined that this person was probably not as simple as an ordinary traveler.

"I wish you a good harvest of mushrooms. What do you want to order?" The old bartender smiled all over his face, and countless fine ravines were piled up on his wrinkles, which were even worse than crying. "We have the cleanest fresh water nearby, and delicious live meat..."

"Double the firewood" the man in black was not loud, with a kind of metallic coldness, "Gun. It must be good."

"This..." The old bartender was in a dilemma. After the war, he was deserted everywhere. Everyone wanted a good thing like a gun. There were local muskets everywhere. Good guns were hard to find. The old bartender had only seen them several times over the years. He had a six-wheeler on hand, but that was used to save his life and naturally he could not sell them.

"This friend comes from the mountains?" Mr. Li also saw that something was wrong with the man in black and asked, "It's not difficult to want a gun, you have to explain why, right? I have one here, I don't know what my friend can use to exchange for it?"

The man in black turned around and looked at Mr. Li with his lifeless eyes, as if he knew that his eyes were scary. Then he looked down at his hands and said, "What do you call me? I encountered some trouble on the way. I lost my gun. I thought I would go a long way, so I came here to try my luck to see if there is any good product."

Although the man in black sounded awkward, his words were quite satisfactory. Mr. Li winked his subordinates and his two subordinates nodded, meaning he had already pointed a gun at this guy under the table, so don't worry. Mr. Li said lazily: "I am the mayor here. Everyone respects me. They all call me Master Li. I have a good guy here. Military black stars are 50% new. What are you going to exchange for?"

The man in black still didn't look up and said three words lightly: "Your life!"

Bang! The window of the bar suddenly broke, and the old bartender shrank his neck and squatted behind the bar counter. The gunshots came not immediately. The old bartender secretly poked his head out and found that Mr. Li and his two subordinates were sitting on the chair. The three of them had almost protruded their eyes, and there were flying knives made of rust iron pieces on their necks. The gun in Mr. Li's hand was filled with smoke. The other two people were not even able to shoot, and they died. It seemed that Mr. Li was not slow and the gun was fired very quickly, but unfortunately he only broke the glass.

What a quick knife! The old bartender is also a person who is used to life and death. He remembered that the man in black was so calm when he killed Mr. Li just now, and he was still a little scared.

The man in black walked to Mr. Li's body and took out a fountain, took out a May 4th change pistol and tucked it onto his belt. Then he took out a four-screw magazine, reached out and pulled down the necklace on Mr. Li's neck, and still put it away. As for the gunpowder guns the two men were carrying, the man in black seemed to be uninterested, and turned around and went out. From the flying knife to the death of him, the man in black did not look at the old bartender again. The old bartender looked at the man in black and left, and then he found that his back was covered with sweat.

The town is going to be replaced with a new mayor.

After Wang Ping solved the problem with Mr. Li, he knew that he was not so easy to leave the town. As soon as he went out, the scanner showed multiple life signals within a range of 50 meters. Although the auxiliary computer still displayed text information, Wang Ping was already very skilled in distinguishing the speed and approximate direction of people by changing the search range.

‘Six people, no, it has increased to eight people. It seems that the attack is not fast enough, and the trouble caused by the gunfire.’ Wang Ping was reviewing his faults, and then calmed down and held the five consecutive shotguns in his hand. Now he was hiding in a house outside the bar where only the remaining foundation collapsed.

The first unlucky person is often a clever person. This is true. The guy who quietly came to the room just showed up and was shot by Wang Ping. The auxiliary computer has indeed helped a lot in precise operation.

"Mr. Li is in the bar, who will go and see!" The person who called was hiding at the corner of a wooden house diagonally opposite the bar, and was directly penetrated by Wang Ping and blasted into a sieve.

Such two accurate shots obviously scared the remaining six people. No one made a sound for a long time. Wang Ping silently estimated the location of the six people. There were two people thirty meters behind them. They should have been hiding behind the trees. There was one behind the wooden house at the twelve o'clock. There were two in the cement house at the 3 o'clock direction, and the other three were hidden behind the rotten garbage pile at the 10 o'clock direction. There was another slowly approaching the cement house at the 3 o'clock direction.

"Friend! Mr. Li hasn't come out of the bar for so long, is it you killed?" A voice of shouting came from behind the garbage dump. "If you come to find Lu Xin, you can only find Mr. Li. Only he knows where Lu Xin is!"

Green Heart? What is it? Wang Ping knew that the boy who was raped also mentioned this thing before his death, saying it was a green heart. With it, many people can survive.

Wang Ping originally thought that the twelve-year-old child was used by adults to coax him, but he didn't expect that there was such a thing?

When the voice saw Wang Ping not answering, he shouted to himself: "Mr. Li is dead, we are gone. My friend is good at it. How about holding a place in the town?"

Wang Ping thought for a while before he realized that this person meant to let him replace Mr. Li. Having a home seemed like a good idea, but Wang Ping didn't want anyone to take his life at any time, let alone live here. So when will he find the things that can make him survive?

"I'm just asking Mr. Li to trouble me, are you let me go?" Wang Ping shouted loudly: "Get the two brothers behind the tree out of the way. As long as you don't do it, I will never take the initiative to trouble you!"

"No problem!" The voice wanted to say something, and suddenly a scream came from the cement house at three o'clock: "That bastard has a helper! Help! Ah!"

It's over! It's hard to explain this, someone is taking advantage of the troubled waters!

Before Wang Ping could say anything, he didn't need to say anything. Two shotguns behind him opened fire. Wang Ping was about to probe his head and fight back, but the three people behind the garbage dump fired immediately, suppressing Wang Ping and unable to raise his head.

The person behind is approaching! The magnetic field scanner clearly shows that the man at twelve o'clock rushed towards the cement house, probably trying to solve the guy who was sneak attacking in the house.

I couldn't care about that much, Wang Pingshun threw out the firewood scattered beside him, causing two gunshots, but fortunately they were all hammers! He then poked out half of his body and aimed! Hit! Then he aimed again, and another guy was lying down!

Wang Ping's hunting rifle could not reach the guy who was lying, so he had to walk out of the house with his waist. He really wanted to run away now, but unfortunately he couldn't do it. After walking two steps forward, the garbage dump opened fire again, hitting the snow beside Wang Ping. Wang Ping lay on the ground and threw the guy who was lying on the other side thought that Wang Ping was shot. He just raised half of his head and looked around. He touched! He was hit by a pistol in the head, and half of the back of his head flew into the air, so he could not die anymore.

Wang Ping had no time to complain about his slow movements. He was exposed to the opponent's firepower range. He threw away his pistol, turned over and grabbed the hunting rifle, and touched! Touch! Touch! He fired three shots to suppress the person behind the garbage dump so that he couldn't lift his head. Then he rolled twice and returned to the edge of the foundation, and started to load the hunting rifle bullets under the cover of the low wall.

In less than half a minute, the mysterious figure in the cement house had already solved the guy who went to reinforce at twelve o'clock, and was neat and neat. The three people behind the garbage dump might have seen something wrong and didn't even have the courage to shoot again. They were hurriedly retreating under the cover of the garbage dump.

Wang Ping loaded the shotgun and guessed that the guys in the cement house were enemies or friends? It was unusual to be able to deal with three people silently.

"Friend, the person behind the garbage dump ran away! I have no malicious intentions. If you come to cause trouble for Mr. Li, I have already killed him, so you can rest assured!" Wang Ping shouted.

"What? Do you kill him? The green heart is on you? I won't kill you!" The sound from the cement house stunned Wang Ping. He was a woman, with a slightly low and hoarse voice, which was sexy, and the sound was not old.

"The green heart is not on me, you can go to Mr. Li's body to look for it!" Wang Ping felt that it would be better to have less trouble. After shouting, he bent down and slowly touched the trees.

There was no more sound from the cement house. I guess I heard Wang Ping's words and went to look through Mr. Li's body. I really don't know if this person is smart or stupid. I can believe Wang Ping's words so easily.

Wang Ping looked at the boy's grave and put Master Li's necklace in front of the grave. He said silently in his heart, "Rest in peace, I have solved this bastard who tortured you."

$:/Cyclic biomass field scanning starts

/ Humanoid life search——————————The maximum range is 300 meters

/Value: 1

Wang Ping was a little upset. Not long after he left the town, the woman followed. Wang Ping went to find her and she ran away. She was very agile and always saw a gray figure. She either dodged under the pile of soil or simply lay on the ground. Wang Ping turned around and walked, and she followed. She had been following her for a day and a night, until Wang Ping returned to the side of the boy's death convoy.

Forget it, let her go. Judging from her hiding like this, there is probably no danger. Wang Ping, under the peeping of the woman, gathered the bodies in the convoy together by himself, found a place, dug a hole with the old turtle's shovel, and buried those people. The frozen soil in winter is very hard, but Wang Ping didn't care about this. In a sense, he didn't know why he did this, maybe he was moved by the boy's tragic experience, right?

Perhaps, he just made a resistance that he could do for the injustice of this era.

After busy all night, Wang Pingmo stood by the grave. He originally planned to stand for a while and then continue to go south. The scanner showed that the woman was approaching.

It seemed that there was something trouble again. Wang Ping did not turn around and touched the pistol in his arms.

"You are a good person and are willing to bury them. I have no malice. Can you give me the green heart?" A weak voice sounded, and it seemed to be a little trembling. "I am saving people. Really, our tamsui well is broken. Without the green heart, there will be no tamsui. As long as you give me the green heart, I can do anything."

When Wang Ping heard this sentence, "You can do anything." For no reason, he was a little angry. "I really don't have a green heart! Who do you like to look for?"

"Who are you looking for? Does he have green hearts there?"

"Are you angry with me? You want to take a gun!" Wang Ping for some reason, but when he heard her weak and stupid voice, he felt unbearable and irritable.

"What is a gun? Is it delicious?"

"You pretended on purpose!" The scanner showed that the woman was close to within ten meters. Wang Pingyuan fell down, turned around in the air, raised his hand, and aimed at the target!
Chapter completed!