The strongest porter in the last days

Chapter 311 Killing in the cold night (double bursts now)

Qingluo puffed out the smoke lightly and said thoughtfully: "If there are guardians in a town, usually nothing good will happen to the town."

Zhang Zhen said: "I don't think you came here because of my appearance. What is your purpose for coming here?"

"Master." Qing Luo showed a trace of panic and explained: "Qing Luo did not come for the master, but at this time, Ah Jian should convey the master's message back to the Guardian Base, Qing Luo will never betray the master."

"Don't be nervous, if I doubted you, I wouldn't be here." Zhang Zhen touched Qingluo's nervous pretty face. He didn't know whether Qingluo was really loyal, but Qingluo still wouldn't do him any harm. .

Qing Luo smiled and nodded, "I was sent here because of the Black Crow. The guardians decided to terminate this person after learning that the mayor of Bafang Town was the Black Crow back then. Bloody storm, this kind of people cannot continue to exist, they were originally waiting for an opportunity to assassinate or provoke a war with Heifeng Town, after all, Heifeng Town controls a black gold mine, which affects the balance of combat power in the last days."

Zhang Zhen smiled lightly and said, "Sure enough, it's what I thought. You choose to help me, but I'm actually doing what you want to do."

Qingluo hurriedly said: "Master, we didn't mean to take advantage of you, it just happened to be for the same purpose."

Zhang Zhen pinched the cigarette ash and said with a smile: "People use each other, it just depends on who gets the benefit. I don't blame you. Now I'm just thinking, if Ah Jian returns my information to the guardian, if the guardian wants to What do you do if you kill me?"

Qingluo's expression changed instantly, she sat up and said firmly to Zhang Zhen: "Master, Qingluo is now the master's servant first, and then the guardian. Qingluo will definitely protect the master."

"It's dawn, let's go out and see the results." Zhang Zhen kissed Qingluo's little mouth, got off the bed and put on his clothes.

Qing Luo was so happy after being kissed, she quickly took the shirt and helped Zhang Zhen put it on, and finally started to dress herself.

It was dawn, it was almost nine o'clock, the bar was quiet, someone quietly opened the door and looked out, looking at the corpses on the ground, no one dared to go out.

"My lord." Seeing Zhang Zhen coming out, the butcher hurried over to pay his respects.

"Good morning, master." Han Xiang obediently came over to greet her.

Zhang Zhen stretched his waist and said, "How's the situation outside?"

The butcher said with a pale face, "There may be dozens of dead, but no one has knocked on the door, and now there is no one outside."

"Open the door, go out and have a look." Zhang Zhen ordered.

The butcher hurriedly ordered his subordinates to open the door, "My lord, wait for my people to pull up the protective circle before going out."

Zhang Zhen patted the butcher on the shoulder to express his appreciation. The third banana was delivered by the butcher himself last night. It is very brave to go out in the cold night when you can’t see your fingers. There are countless red-eyed killers lurking in the dark night. If it's too late, you won't be able to go back to the bar.

The door opened, and the light poured into the dim bar, and the smell of blood rushed in with the cold wind.

Qing Luo came over to help Zhang Zhen fasten the collar buttons. It was cold in the end of the world. The arrival of the cold night made the temperature average [-] degrees below zero, and even reached [-] degrees or even lower at night. Even if the strengthened body was outside, it would still feel cold.

The butcher's people formed a warning belt with a human wall in the cold wind, and each of them stared at the street where there were no living people in fear. They all knew that there were still many red-eyed people hiding.

Jiaolong had the most corpses lying sideways, the blood froze into ice, and the bloodstains on the stumps of the car body looked like a horrible painting.

Someone must have gotten the fruit last night, but because even the scout bees couldn't confirm who got the fruit in the chaotic fight in the cold night, they dare not come out without Zhang Zhen now, otherwise there will be another fight.

Zhang Zhen jumped onto the hood, stepped on the blood stains to the roof, and looked around the eerie quiet Flea Street.

"My lord, this is not safe." The butcher hurried over to persuade him.

Qing Luo also changed her face and said: "Master, this is too dangerous."

Zhang Zhen said with a smile: "If you don't see me, the person who gets the fruit will not dare to come out. I have to keep my word and let them get what they deserve."

"Keep your eyes bright and protect your lord." Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, the butcher hurriedly ordered his subordinates to cheer up.

"I know you all want to kill me. For you, maybe [-] crystal coins are worth fighting for once, but I want to say that it's not worth it. You must know what is on the roof of the car. How many years have you guys used these things? I have never seen or heard of it, but I can bring you the green color that you dream about in the last days, and let people who have never seen what real life is like know what human life is like. "

Zhang Zhen leisurely paced on the roof of the car and said: "Now there are more people who want to kill me, but smart people know that killing me will not be worth the loss, and they will not let others kill me, and the chances of you all being able to kill me are very high." Gao, the gophers are the ones who will easily admit defeat? Why did they ask the assassin to offer a reward to kill me, because all three of his corps can't hurt me."

Suddenly, a person rushed out from a corner, covered in blood, eager to rush to Zhang Zhen's feet.

When the man ran halfway, an ax flew out from a dark corner, slashed on his back fiercely, and fell to the ground with a mouthful of blood.

"Protect... protect your lord." Seeing this, the butcher hurriedly called the crowd to move closer to Zhang Zhen, but Zhang Zhen was on the roof of the car, even if they surrounded the car with water, Zhang Zhen was still exposed.

The street was still dead silent, and no one rushed out to search for the man's body. In fact, no one was sure if the man had any fruit on him, but those who didn't get it obviously didn't want anyone to be so lucky, and would kill anyone who dared to go out.

The atmosphere was as frozen as frost, and Zhang Zhen didn't know how to break the deadlock. The darkness of the apocalypse was even more terrifying than imagined. The death of this person told other people who got the fruit that if they dared to go out, there was only one way to die.

"The guards from the town are coming over soon, you don't have much time left." Zhang Zhen stretched out his hand and pulled Qing Luo into the car.

Seeing the blood splattered on the roof of the car, and various stumps, Qing Luo carefully moved her feet, took out the cigarette case from her chest, lit a cigarette and handed it to Zhang Zhen.

Zhang Zhen was fed up with the smell of blood and felt like vomiting, took the cigarette and said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid that something will happen to you?"

Qingluo puffed her chest out and said, "If Qingluo can predict bullets, she will definitely block bullets for her master."

Zhang Zhen was very moved. The killer hiding in the dark is not a guardian. Standing on the roof of the car can be attacked by others in the dark at any time. He must stand here to deter the people hiding in the dark. Qingluo is different , Qingluo didn't have any reason to take risks.

Suddenly a child rushed out from the corner. He only had a thin and ripped clothes on his body, his hair was tangled like a bird's nest, his skinny body was shivering in the cold wind, squatting on the corpse that had been hacked to death by an ax While rummaging in a panic.

It was obvious that he was looking for fruit. Everyone was staring at the child, wondering if there was any fruit on the dead person. If the child found it, everyone had one thought, that the child would die instantly.

The child didn't turn over, and the child set his eyes on the man's still clenched hand, but it was not easy for the thin body to break the dead man's fingers. Even if the man died, he would not want to lose what was in his hand. The child crawled He started to bite on the ground, then raised his head and spat out a bloody finger.

(End of this chapter)