I open a homestay in the last days

The thin man on the side pushed the strong man away and grabbed the woman's hand, "What's the matter, tell me here." The wind lamp in the strong man's hand fell into the carriage.

The brawny man smelled of alcohol and anger, and he slapped him with a slap. The thin man's nosebleeds flowed out from the slap, and the car was in chaos for a while.

The strong man pulled out the knife from his waist, "Who the hell dare not listen to me, I'll chop him off!"

I don't know who uttered the first voice, "They won't let us live, so it's better to fight." The blood made these hopeless people suddenly burst into courage. In the chaos, the man's knife was taken away, and he He was hacked to death by random knives.

The pack of wolves in the distance smelled the smell of fresh blood. The first wolf seemed a little puzzled. Gao Jun was not there, and the breath he gave it had gradually dissipated. It sniffed the smell of blood, endured it for a few minutes, and then began to howl.

The people in the carriage who were about to escape hurriedly climbed into the carriage again.

A few people in the tent heard the noise and came out of the camp. The wolves finally got out of control, and they came galloping from afar...

Suddenly the whole camp was in chaos, and gunshots rang out.

Zhu Yu was pushing open the last door leading to the slum in the underground passage, and was taken aback when he heard the gunshot.Chen Yun spread out her spiritual power, and a group of people quickly approached the outer logistics convoy according to the plan.

As the person who is most familiar with the road conditions here, the monkey acts as a guide.

The wolves were enraged by the gunfire from the camp, and the five wolves, led by the leading wolf, outflanked the past.

The four people in the camp were cursing and swearing at the strong man who had gone to seek pleasure earlier, but he didn't dare to stop the gun in his hand. The four relied on each other. They had been with wolves for a long time and were very familiar with their hunting style.

The wolf in particular was extremely cunning. Among them, the young man was the most accurate in marksmanship. After several misses, the fifth shot hit a wolf's front paw, and the wolf fell to the ground in response, whining.

The alpha wolf remained calm, its huge figure shuttled through the night, avoiding the bright light of the bonfire, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Several other wolves intertwined to attract attention.

Inside the carriage, the only small door that was open was closed again.

The thin man had been injured in the previous fight. He touched his arm, and the blood had stopped. The body of the strong man was under his feet. It was not he who killed him, but the one who was standing at the small door and passed through the door. A man with a stern face looked out through the gap.

The wind lamp brought in by the strong man fell to the ground, reflecting everyone's figures like ghosts.

The woman shrank in the corner with some fear.

"Didn't they raise wolves? How could they rebel?" A middle-aged man was asking the question. There were 18 people in the carriage, 7 women and 11 men. They all seemed to know each other.

The face was disheveled, the clothes were ragged, and the hair was dirty and knotted. A middle-aged woman looked at the young woman who was huddled in the corner. Except for her face, she was not much better.

No one answered the man's question, and he leaned against the carriage with some embarrassment.

The middle-aged woman spoke, but not to him, but to the young woman: "Xiaoyun, you should paint your face black, what time is it, beauty is dangerous, and a man can be a good thing!"

Hearing the words, the thin man looked back, reached out his hand to touch some dust on the car wall, knelt down and wiped it on the woman's face.The woman raised her head numbly, and unconsciously looked at the corpse on the ground.

The man at the door suddenly said: "There is no movement outside!"

The thin man straightened up, the car was quiet, and the middle-aged man asked in a low voice, "Who won."

As soon as the words fell, the small door was hit hard, and the whole carriage shook.Immediately, everyone inside panicked.Howling wolves sounded outside.

"It's wolves, they will eat us!" The middle-aged man's mental quality is not high, and coupled with the suffering of these days, he is almost at his limit, and he lay on the ground and cried loudly.

Several women huddled together, only the middle-aged woman stood in front of them, without any panic on her face: "Old Zhan, can the door hold up?"

The stern-faced man glanced back at the middle-aged woman, and with the only light source of scenery, "Director Chen, it seems that we won't be able to last long, we have to make plans early." They obviously came from the same place, and the man still followed the rules before the end of the world. A title for a middle-aged woman.

Presumably this middle-aged woman has a certain prestige among them.

The only weapon was the knife in the strong man's hand, and several men present stared at the knife at the same time.With the knife in Lao Zhan's hand, he smiled with a stern face. This kind of smile was chilling, and several people immediately looked away.

The carriage shook again, and Director Chen raised his head: "The roof!"

Wolf's footsteps sounded on the roof of the carriage.

"Skylight!" Director Chen exclaimed, and saw a huge wolf's head protruding from the skylight, baring its sharp teeth and looking at everyone.

Everyone in the carriage huddled together, keeping away from the skylight.

Old Zhan gritted his teeth, took a big step, and slashed at the wolf's head with a knife.

Although the wolf's head was huge, it was extremely flexible. When the blade was about to reach it, it shrank suddenly, and the blade fell into the air.

Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, there was another knock on the small door, and everyone's expressions changed drastically, as if mourning.

The carriage began to shake like a small boat on the sea.

There were constant exclamations in the carriage, and Lao Zhan had nothing to do. Although their psychological quality was better, they were ordinary people after all. Even if they had fought against the undead, the wolves were not at the same level as the undead in the early days. Class.

Desperation spread throughout the carriage. The middle-aged man was still kneeling on the ground and crying, but no one laughed at him. As time went by, the range of crying gradually expanded.

Even the eyes of Lao Zhan and Director Chen were red.

Almost instantly, after a few gunshots, the impact stopped.A heavy object fell from the roof.

The previous pack of wolves dealt with everyone in the camp, and injured two wolves, and the remaining four wolves surrounded the collection card.

It was the one on the roof that was shot.The wolf king didn't see his opponent, but only saw the flame at the moment when the gunshot sounded.Its hairs stood on end, as if facing a formidable enemy!
After raising his head and howling for a long time, his brain seemed to be sliced ​​by a sharp knife for a moment, and he arched his back in pain. In the struggle, he stumbled and broke out. Fleeing in the jungle.

Several wounded wolves on the ground were looking for the enemy with ferocious faces. They were like stationary targets, and Li Ji shot them one by one soon, and the battle was over.

Zhu Yu lifted the veil, revealing a charming smile.

It was the first time that Chen Yun used the mental thorn she learned from "Roar", and it hit with one hit, even the wolf king couldn't resist.

The monkeys in the bungalow were sent over to have a look. It might be that the howling of the wolves was too terrifying. Several people in the bungalow didn't even dare to open the yard door.

The monkey was extremely bored, lying on the fence and looking in the direction of howling wolves, feeling itchy in his heart.After a while, I received a message: Come here.

He somersaulted from the top of the wall, jumped down, and ran quickly to the camp.