Global wasteland: I hid in an air-raid shelter to build a nuclear bomb

Chapter 57 "This monster ghost, how could he regret defeating the dragon!"

"Xiuxiu."

Xiaohua hugged a pile of food excitedly, walked out of the points store, and looked up at Xu Xiu: "You are really strong, you are so strong that one arm was broken by a monster, how strong is that monster .”

"That monster."

Xu Xiu was silent for a while with a complicated expression: "That monster is also very strong."

"This world is already very dangerous. You still have an arm missing, so it will be very dangerous in the future."

A trace of worry flashed across Xiaohua's face.

"No." Xu Xiu shook her head and looked at her empty left sleeve, and said softly: "I have seen a movie before, in which the main character used a hook as an arm, and I will find a hook as a left arm in the future. alright."

"I know, I know." A gleam of excitement flashed in the eyes of Xiao Hua, who was out of the danger of survival for a while: "You mean Pirates of the Caribbean, right? I like to watch this movie the most. Which one do you like to watch the most?"

"What part?"

Xu Xiu was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously asked, "Are there many?"

"Of course, there are five in total, but the first one is my favorite."

Xu Xiu bowed his head in silence for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't know which movie I'm watching. In the past, the hospital would have nurses gather all the patients to watch the movie every Sunday."

"Every Sunday there is a movie, and I only watch that one movie."

"Then your hospital is too bad. Did you stay in the hospital all the time when you were in Blue Star?"

"Ah."

"Is it because of terminal illness?"

"That's it."

"Oh." Xiaohua nodded, tilted her head and pouted her mouth thoughtfully, and didn't speak again.

After a pause, she looked up at Xu Xiu: "Do you know Borges?"

"Ah?" Xu Xiu was stunned for a moment, a flash of confusion flashed in her eyes and she shook her head, "Is it a kind of western medicine?"

"No, it's a person."

"It's a poet. This man was with a young woman in his middle age. At this time, Borges was almost blind, and this woman became Borges' eyes. No matter where he went, Borges Hess took her with him."

"Oh, I never heard that before."

"I mean, I can be your left arm like that woman, and we can survive in this world together."

"Me?" Xu Xiu frowned, "I don't know how to write poetry."

"But you are strong, let me do some fine work in the future, I can watch while you sleep, and I can kill those monsters with you."

"Two people are better than one. After all, it's hard to find thighs like yours."

"Oh." Xu Xiu paused and said softly, "Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad guy? There are a lot of bad guys."

"Bad guy?"

Xiao Hua tilted her head and thought for a while: "It's kind of like it, but it's not that bad."

"but--"

She paused for a moment, staring at Xu Xiu with a twinkle in her eyes: "Listen to you, have you seen a lot of bad guys?"

"Well, quite a few."

"Then tell me how bad the worst is."

"The worst." Xu Xiu was silent for a while, then looked up at the corpse of the monster on the street in front of him, and said slowly at the shady place under the door of the shop not far away.

"Worst guy I've ever seen, he killed several people."

"Killed several people?" A thought flashed in Xiao Hua's eyes, and after thinking for a while, she said, "It doesn't seem so bad, I thought it would be a heinous crime."

"Isn't it bad to kill a few people?"

"No, I mean I thought there would be a very bad one."

"I've never met the worst one."

"Later, that bad guy must have been sentenced to death."

"No, the bad guy was found to have a mental illness and was sent to a mental hospital."

"It's too much, and let another bad guy escape from justice."

"Yeah." Xu Xiu nodded lightly, didn't speak, just looked at the middle of the street, her expression was gradually in a trance, and her thoughts drifted away.

Since he was a child, he has been relatively long and good-looking, or another word is more accurate.

feminine.

A man has a more delicate face than a woman.

But many times, a boy with a more delicate face than a woman often does not have good results.

I must be a bad guy.

After all, he killed people. Since he first came to this world, he seemed to be born with the need to be a bad person.

Everything forces him to be a bad guy.

It's as if the trajectory of his life has been arranged long ago, he must become a bad person, and then patiently wait for a righteous Ultraman to kill himself one day.

Xu Xiu drooped her eyelids and looked at Xiao Hua who was thinking about something next to her.

He waited for the righteous Ultraman, and he also waited for the person who was willing to give him an umbrella.

Then he looked at his empty left sleeve, his eyes were loose, and he suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

He is not afraid of death.

He even stuffed a post-death auto-detonation bomb in his stomach.

The world didn't welcome him, and he didn't want the world to be happy.

But now... he suddenly didn't want to die.

It's just that the righteous Ultraman will still come to him
After all, at the end of a story, the bad guys always die.

at this time--

Suddenly, there was a sound of music from far to near, and the roar of a man's hoarse voice.

"The figure you admired, from companionship to acquaintance!"

"Then pick up a pen and write about a famous teacher, and respectfully call me Teacher Wen!"

"The green mountains and green waters are comparable to my beauty!"

"This demonic ghost, how could he regret defeating the dragon!"

Xu Xiu froze for a moment, a moment of bewilderment flashed in his heart, and he looked up at the source of the sound.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a camouflage uniform riding a motorcycle. At this time, a stereo was tied to the back seat, and music with a strong sense of rhythm was playing on it, driving towards him.

"Hey."

next second.

The man drove the car in front of him, braked violently, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and threw one into his mouth, then picked up the huge shotgun in his left hand, aimed at the cigarette butt in his mouth and shot it.

"Oh!"

There was a loud gunshot.

Half of the smoke has been interrupted, leaving only half burning with scarlet light.

The man took a deep breath with a satisfied expression. He didn't know whether it was tobacco or gunpowder smoke. Anyway, he just took a deep breath, and then threw the pack of cigarettes in his hand into Xu Xiu's arms: "Tiezi, how about some?"

Then he covered the muzzle of the gun with one hand, and stretched out the muzzle of the shotgun in front of Xu Xiu with the other.

"Come on, I'll give you some."

Xu Xiu looked at the shotgun that was about to hit her forehead, and couldn't help but twitched slightly at the corner of her mouth, and a trace of cruelty flashed in her eyes.

damn it.

Isn't it a bit deceiving!

"What's wrong?"

The man glanced at Xu Xiu suspiciously, and then suddenly realized: "Look at my head, I forgot to light a second cigarette."

Then he took out a bigger shotgun from his pocket and put the muzzle in front of Xu Xiu's head.

"Come on, try this, it's good for lighting cigarettes."

(End of this chapter)