A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse

There was a man standing in the iron cage. He was a big boy. He looked like a high school student. +++ Popular Tanmei Novels: www.readwn.com

He was wearing a sports suit. It seemed that he had just finished gym class, but he didn't know what he had experienced. The clothes were dirty and there was a big hole in his pants.

There are pairs of brand-name sneakers on the feet, which were supposed to be white, but now they are dirty and dirty, turning into a grayish color (color).

His expression is very tense, his face (color) is paler than paper.

The weather is not too hot, the cave is especially cool, but there are drops of cold sweat on his face.

He is choosing weapons.

There was a wooden table in the cage. On the table stood a gun, a knife about a foot long, and a long-handled fork with a length of one or two meters and a strange shape.

He pointed at the gun without hesitation.

Standing by the table was a burly man of five big three and three thick. He saw that he had chosen a gun, helped him to load the bullet, and handed it to him.

The boy in sneakers took the gun and held it tightly in his hand as if holding his own life.

He retreated to the corner of the cage, leaned against the iron fence and waited, his (chest xiong) undulating violently, as if he was taking a deep breath, his face (color) was a little whiter than before.

On the other side of the big iron cage, several people moved a zombie cage to the stage and put it in the big iron cage.

It is rare for the zombies in the cage to see so many living people at the same time, rushing into the cage door frantically.

In the impact of 　　 and the howling of zombies, the sneaker man glanced helplessly at the crazy crowd below.

The strong man immediately noticed and asked him, "Do you want to quit? It's too late to regret now."

It turns out that participating in the cage fight is voluntary.

Although scared, the sneaker man still said: "Don't quit. I have to make money."

Seeing that he didn't intend to change his mind, the strong man got out of the iron cage, closed the door, and stood on the platform in front of the cage shouting.

"Again, this time it's a c card. The number of times you hit (sha) the zombies is two. Is there anyone else to bet? If you leave your hand, it's about to start!"

Below is a tidal wave of cheers and whistles.

Two waiters are registering in the crowd to collect chips, and countless people are betting wildly.

The brawny man waited for the chaos below to pass before he walked to the side and picked up a steel as long as a javelin.

He stretched the steel into the iron railing of the bucket cage, and lightly picked it against the iron pin on the zombie cage.

The door of the zombie cage clicked and opened.

The zombies in the cage had already seen the sneaker man outside, rushed out like crazy, and went straight to him.

The sneaker man raised his gun in a panic and shot at the zombie.

With a bang, the zombies were unscathed, and they didn't even reach the side.

The sound of gunshots reverberated among the rock walls of the cave, echoing with a long tail sound, as if being stimulated by the sound of gunfire. The cheers, screams, and curses below sounded like a boiling pot.

The sneaker man tried his best to calm down, supporting the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and fired another shot before the zombie pounced in front of him.

The bullet finally penetrated the zombie's head.

The zombie pounced on the ground in front of the sneaker man's feet and stopped moving.

The zombie fell, and the sneaker man finally relaxed, knelt on the ground with both knees, crying with joy.

The audience below is crazy, someone is howling desperately, probably betting right to win the money.

Some people were yelling and cursing, "What did you shoot so fast (gan)? It made Lao Tzu be wrong!"

The brawny man went to open the door of the bucket, and the sneaker man came out of the bucket with joy.

The strong man put a large stack of chips into a bag and handed it to him. He hugged the bag in front of (胸xiong), looking so happy that he could not find Bei, stepped off the stage and left.

He is gone, the game is not over yet.

The brawny man jumped on the stage and announced: "Now we are going to play the third game. This time it is a d, and the number of hits (sha) is zero. This is the last game tonight, everyone hurry up to bet!"

The man who was brought to the cage this time was a thin man in his forties.

He looked at the weapons on the table once, and seemed to hesitate.

Bei Nuan thought to herself, what is there to hesitate about, of course it is to choose a gun, how can there be a gun for the other two?

The thin man may have never used a gun before, and he is not sure. He picks it up and puts it down, puts it down and picks it up, he can't make up his mind.

But he chose the gun in the end.

He handed the gun to the strong man, and his whole body was trembling visibly.

The brawny man saw him being afraid of that, and asked him, "Do you want to quit?"

The thin man hesitated, but still shook his head.

Bei Nuan felt that this person seemed to be unable to even stand, how could he (kill sha) the zombies after a while?

The thin man walked to the corner of the cage tremblingly as he admitted his fate, and raised his gun tremblingly.

The zombie cage was lifted up, and as soon as the cage door opened, a zombie threw its teeth and claws straight out, and the whole audience was screaming.

As soon as the zombie came out, the man shivered and shot it twice.

The distance was too far, and the shaking was too strong, and none of them were hit.

But there is no third bullet in the gun.

The man turned and ran.

The cage was only one room big, and couldn't run a few steps altogether. The zombie ran faster than him, and it only took a few seconds to catch up with the man. A pounce rushed him down, and he was biting indiscriminately.

(Prick ci) The exciting scene made the screams in the audience even crazier.

Someone from the casino came up with a gun and shot directly at the zombies and men in the iron cage, ending the chaos.

The audience in the audience was discussing the winners and losers enthusiastically. Someone on the stage got into the iron cage, dragged the men and zombies out, and cleared the chaotic ground.

Bei Nuan now understands.

Shouldn't they want to send her into a cage to fight zombies?

If she was thrown into the lake, Bei Nuan could figure out how to move her hands and feet. If she was lucky, she might find the opportunity to drop the person who threw her into the lake (gan gan) directly without going into the water.

But now, in front of so many people, there is no other way but to fight the zombies on the ground.

Bei Nuan was extremely painful.

It is not difficult to find a way to (kill sha) to drop a zombie. The difficult thing is to (kill sha) without exposing (exposing) the space.

Sure enough, Qiu Ji said to Bei Nuan: "Little girl, I will give you a chance to get you into the cage. If you win, you won't be thrown into the lake today."

Then he turned around and asked his brother, "Brother, what do you think?"

Qiu Zhengxun did not object this time.

He looked up and down Bei Nuan's small body, nodded solemnly, and happily accepted Qiu Ji's suggestion.

Probably in his mind, when Bei Nuan was thrown into the iron cage, it was the same as throwing her into the lake. People were already dead.

Qiu Ji left his seat, walked to Bei Nuan, glanced at his brother, and lowered his voice.

"Throw it into the lake and you will definitely die. Although entering the cage looks terrible, there is actually a high probability that you can live. I think you have a lot of courage, so it's better to take a gamble."

Bei Nuan knew that he was right.

For normal people, it is much better to get zombies into an iron cage (to kill sha) than to tie them up and throw them into the lake. It is indeed a chance to survive.

Bei Nuan had no choice but to nod.

Qiu Ji smiled at Bei Nuan and gave Bei Nuan another good suggestion.

"After a while, you will enter the fighting cage, and there will be weapons on the table for you to choose. I suggest you choose a gun. From the time we started this game to now, the winning rate of gun selection is about 50%. Choose the other two. The winning rate is less than 20%."

All fools know that of course it is better to choose a gun.

Probably only if you practice like Lu Xingchi and Jiang Fei, you can win with a knife.

The problem is that Bei Nuan has never used a pistol in her life.

In the past during military training, the school had organized the use of semi-automatic rifles to shoot targets.

He was lying there and (touching Mo) the gun for the first time in his life. Bei Nuan was so excited that he accidentally dialed a burst of fire.

With a squeeze of the trigger, 　cracked, all the bullets did not know where they went, and none of them hit the target, and got a shameful naked duck egg.

A pistol is probably the same thing to use, right?

Bei Nuan glanced at the big iron cage on the stage again, worried.

Bei Nuan didn't know, she looked pitiful now, her eyes were misty, her mouth was pursed, as if she was about to cry.

Qiu Ji glanced at her again, and suddenly began to intercede with Qiu Zhengxun.

"Brother, she didn't make a big mistake, but she was naughty and went into places that shouldn't be entered. Let's forget it this time?"

Bei Nuan instantly felt that this person was actually not too bad, at least a little better than his brother.

Qiu Zhengxun snorted coldly, "There is a local rule in one place. Make an exception every day, how can you convince people? Waiting for these workers to ride on your head?"

He didn't even give his brother any face.

The smile on Qiu Ji's face faded, and after another glance at Bei Nuan, he suddenly pulled out a gun from his waist (touching Mo).

"Have you used a hand. Have a gun?" Qiu Ji asked.

Bei Nuan shook his head honestly.

"Come here, try the gun, the gun in the bucket is the same as this one."

Qiu Ji cleanly unloaded the bullet from the magazine and handed the empty gun to Bei Nuan.

The gun was black all over, with the barrel part on it made of metal, and the grip on it seemed to be made of plastic.

Much lighter than Bei Nuan thought, only slightly heavier than an ordinary folding umbrella.

"You are weak, and you have to hold the gun with both hands. You may be unstable with one hand."

Qiu Ji walked to Bei Nuan, asked her to hold the gun in both hands, helped her adjust her posture, and instructed Bei Nuan how to aim with a sight.

Aiming is no different from rifle. It’s not difficult, but—

It is said in the novel that when using a gun, you must open the insurance first, otherwise the zombie will jump over, and the insurance has not been opened, isn’t it all over?

The question is, where is the insurance?

"Where is the insurance for this gun?" Bei Nuan asked Qiu Ji.

"Do you still know insurance?"

Qiu Ji was teaching her to aim and couldn't help laughing in her ears.

"The design of this gun is not the same. The insurance is connected to the trigger. You can pull the trigger directly without opening the insurance."

"Oh." Bei Nuan turned the gun head and pointed it at Qiu Ji's head beside him.

Qiu Ji knew that there were no bullets in the gun, but she was taken aback by her.

He immediately avoided the muzzle and taught Bei Nuan, "Do not point the muzzle at anyone at any time, regardless of whether there is a bullet in the gun. This is a good habit that can save lives."

Qiu Zhengxun sat on his seat with a look of displeasure, watching Qiu Ji teach Bei Nuan to use the gun, Qiu Ji completely ignored him and taught him wholeheartedly.

After teaching for a while, the strong man who presided over the cage fight came over.

As soon as she came over, she saw Bei Nuan pointing her black muzzle at herself.

The strong man also shivered, and quickly avoided.

"Don't worry, there are no bullets in the gun." Bei Nuan comforted him.

"It's scary without bullets."

The brawny man smiled at Bei Nuan. He held a small notebook in his hand and pinched a shiny pink (color) pen. It turned out to be here to register.

He said to Bei Nuan, "Show me your iron medal."

Bei Nuan pulled out the iron plate from the front clothes of (xiong) and showed it to him.

Seeing the f on the iron plate, the brawny man suddenly fell silent, and then looked at Bei Nuan's gaze and showed a little compassion.

But he seemed to know that Bei Nuan was forced, so he didn't ask any more, only wrote an "f" in the notebook.

"Have you had the experience of (killing sha) zombies before?" he asked again.

Bei Nuan thought about it carefully, and it really did.

When I was in S City, I met Du Ruo for the first time. In order to rescue him from the zombie's mouth, he used an oxygen cylinder to smash a zombie.

Bei Nuan replied: "Just once."

Her answer was greater than the brawny expected.

The strong man looked up and down Bei Nuan again, as if he didn't believe that an F card like her could actually kill zombies.

But still register on the small book: the number of hits (kill sha) is one.

"Have you (killed sha) a zombie once?" Qiu Ji asked next to him.

Bei Nuan thought: (Killing sha) once is nothing, I haven't (killing sha) much, mainly because someone else (killing sha) is too fast to have a turn.

"That time was also a coincidence. It was a coincidence." Bei Nuan dealt with him.

The brawny man finished his questioning and returned to the opposite stage with his notebook, and announced to the crowd below: "Today I added a fourth game temporarily. This time it is an f card. The number of times to hit (sha) is one. If you want to make a bet, hurry up. Place a bet!"

"F card?" The people below burst into laughter.

"What's the fun with an f card? Who will bet an f card to win?"

However, there are still a lot of people placing bets, all surrounded by a waiter, three floors inside and three floors outside, crowded.

Bei Nuan looked over there, wondering, and asked Qiu Ji, "Are they all betting on me to lose? If everyone bet on me to lose, whose money will they win?"

Qiu Ji explained, "They are betting on your various ways of losing. For example, you die with one shot, or you die with two shots, or you are bitten by a zombie before you can fire a shot. Also, the zombies will be bitten by the zombies. First bite your head, bite your foot, bite your hand, etc. etc. The odds are different for each bet."

Bei Nuan was speechless, "Is nobody bet me to win?"

Qiu Ji glanced at the waiter responsible for betting on Bei Nuan.

Bei Nuan followed his gaze and looked over. I saw the waiter standing alone with the box in his arms, no one cares at all.

"Probably because you are f. From the beginning to the present, there has never been f out of the cage game. The odds are very high, but no one wants to bet, and they think it is a waste of money."

Bei Nuan was angry.

Bei Nuan asked Qiu Ji: "Can you lend me five dollars?"

Qiu Ji really took out his wallet and took out one, "If you don't have five dollars, can one hundred?"

"Yes, I will pay you back later."

Bei Nuan took the banknotes and waved to the lonely waiter standing outside the pile of people, "Come here."

Bei Nuan handed her the one hundred yuan, "I bet I will win." Then he asked, "What can I bet to win?"

Qiu Ji watched Bei Nuan place a bet.

Bei Nuan asked him while placing a bet: "You just said that you have never won an f card in a cage battle. I have an f card. Do you think I will lose?"

"The iron card is something my brother and Lao Hu made."

Qiu Ji lowered his voice, turned his head to look at his brother, and smiled at Bei Nuan.

"I believe in probability and in miracles."

As soon as he was finished, the strong man on the opposite stage came here again. He took Bei Nuan through the crowd, walked onto the stage, and sent her into the cage.

The moment she walked into the cage, the audience suddenly fell silent.

No one thought that the f card for (killing sha) zombies was such a little girl.

Her face is pure and her eyes are innocent. She is locked in a big rough iron cage, like a bird that has accidentally fallen into a trap and is locked in a cage.

"Little girl, did you come to the cage voluntarily?" someone below couldn't help but remind, "according to the rules of the casino, if you don't want to, you can still go now."

"That is, you have an f card, why are you making this kind of money? Is it too slow to die?"

Bei Nuan thought to herself, it was voluntary for others to come here, but she was not.

That Qiu Zhengxun didn't know why, he was very attached to Bei Nuan's (killing sha), and didn't want to let her go.

Sure enough, the strong man did not follow the process and asked Bei Nuan whether to quit.

Bei Nuan went directly to the table to get the gun.

The gun was exactly the same as the one that Qiu Ji had tried for Bei Nuan just now. The strong man pressed two bullets in in front of Bei Nuan and put the remaining weapons out of the iron cage.

The iron cage containing the zombies was transported up and pushed into the bucket cage.

A zombie was crying inside, and when he saw Bei Nuan, he immediately rushed in the direction of Bei Nuan, grabbed the barbed wire, and shook the cage door frantically.

The strong man retreated outside the bucket, closed the iron door, and removed the steel for the iron pin.

Bei Nuan settled down, and walked to the corner farthest from the zombie cage.

Bei Nuan used the posture that Qiu Ji had just taught, standing with feet apart, holding the gun in both hands, raising it, and aiming at the door of the zombie cage.

The audience suddenly lost the excitement and silence.

Bei Nuan knew that everyone was looking at him with breathlessness.

But Bei Nuan only stared at the door of the zombie cage with good eyes.

The burly man finally glanced at Bei Nuan regretfully, stretched out the steel bar, and lifted the iron pin away.

The moment the cage door opened, the zombie rushed towards Bei Nuan like a wild dog with (tuo) reins.

Bei Nuan held a gun in both hands, aimed at the head of the zombie, but did not shoot.

Hold on.

The zombie grinned, only Bei Nuan in his eyes, and the route he rushed over did not dodge or hide, it was a proper straight line.

Just now Bei Nuan had already used Qiu Ji's head and that of the brawny man to make gestures, the closer he was, the more sure he was.

There are only two bullets, absolutely not to be wasted.

From the moment he held the gun, Bei Nuan chanted to herself in her heart:

I am a gun rack.

I am a gunslinger with no emotions.

I am a gun rack that is not afraid of zombies.

I am a wooden gun rack.

The gun frame stood steadily there, really motionless, aiming at a zombie that couldn't even hide, making the head of the zombie at the end of the sight bigger and bigger.

Everyone held their breath.

Since the addition of the game of zombie cage fighting, the audience has watched many kinds of panic.

Some people were so frightened that the cage door was shot out before the cage door was fully opened, and some people ran away, forgetting that they had a gun in their hands.

I have never seen anyone able to be so motionless, until the zombie almost rushed to the bottom of the nose and didn't shoot.

Many people are thinking, is this little girl completely scared when the zombie rushes over?

Of course the gun shelf has not forgotten.

It just stood there indifferently, watching the zombie's head get bigger and bigger at the end of the front sight.

When the zombie's head was really big to the standard in the gun shelf's mind, the gun shelf pulled the trigger.

With a bang.

The zombie gave a sudden stop, and then disappeared from the end of the sight.

Only one bullet hit the center of the eyebrow accurately, but the second one was not used.

The audience was silent for a few seconds, and then it boiled.

The excitement screams turned into a boiling ocean. Many people forgot their bets and cheered desperately. The cheers and screams were mixed with loud curses, and some were annoyed by the losing chips.

There are still many people who have not been relieved from the shock at all: an f, actually (killing sha) dropped the zombie? Only shot one shot?

Bei Nuan was not too excited.

Lu Xingchi had done this before her hundreds of times.

The zombies rushed over and hit the center of the eyebrows, and the zombies leaped back and hit the center of the eyebrows again. The machinery is like daily work.

Therefore, Bei Nuan was not as panicking as others when he rushed over to the zombies.

There is Lu Xingchi by his side, and Lu Xingchi will take care of everything.

Even if the zombies swarmed like a tide, he could calm her down.

There is no Lu Xingchi in the cage today, but it is as if there is him, except that he usually does the work he does, this time he changed Bei Nuan to do it himself.

Only one (kill sha) is only one, if you can't hit it, he will laugh at him.

She loses the second shot.