Marvel’s Death Merchant

Rick was lying on the bed with his clothes open and his chest wrapped with bandages. n ∈ n ∈, the bandage has not been changed for a long time, and it is very dirty.

"He is wearing the clothes that the hospital provided to the inpatients," Jiliang said to the black man. "Where do you think he came from? At this time ... what other hospital can he live in? Or, after the disaster, then By the time we met him, he was wearing bandages, wearing a sick suit and wandering outside. "

"It's really suspicious," the black man echoed.

"He was badly injured, and the bandage was very old," Ji Liang continued. "We should untie the bandage and look."

The **** came to the bed and touched Rick's forehead with his hand.

"He has a fever," the Negro was a little flustered. "People who are bitten by the corpse will have a fever. When they burn to a certain extent, they will die, and then within a few hours, they will stand up again, bite!"

"Take off the bandages," Jialiang said calmly.

So the black man, along with the mustard, untied Rick's bandage. The wound was located in Rick's left rib, not far from the heart, and was round in shape, and had basically healed. It can be seen that the wound must have been very deep, going straight to the chest.

"It wasn't bitten," Kazuya thought for a while, and said to the black man, "It's like a gunshot wound."

"Can't be taken lightly," the black man said to Ji Liang, "just in case you have to keep him tied."

Next, the black man brought in water and found a new bandage to clean Rick's wound, disinfect it, and re-bandage.

It was almost dark. When the black man cleaned Rick's wound, the black child brought the mustard to block the windows with thick felt cloth, and then lit the candle.

"At night, the light will attract the corpse," the black child explained to Jie Liang.

Jieliang returned to Rick's bedroom with the black child, and the black man had bandaged for Rick. Facing Rick unconscious on the bed, the black child was obviously a little scared. He found a baseball bat and held it in his hand. The nervous guard was beside the bed.

Just then Rick opened his eyes. He looked at the ceiling, apparently not returning. Then he turned his eyes to the left, the black child holding the baseball bat, watching Rick nervously trying; He squinted his eyes at Rick, showing a friendly smile.

Rick turned his eyes to the right again. The black man was washing his hands. He glanced at Rick and apparently noticed that Rick was awake.

"We changed the bandage for you," the black man said to Rick while washing his hands. "It's no longer dirty."

"How did you get hurt?" The black man wiped his hands and asked Rick seriously.

"Shooted." Rick answered weakly.

"Gunshot?" Rick asked Rick. "Is there only a gunshot?"

"Why," Rick asked, "isn't it bad enough just to be shot?"

"Listen to me, friend, do you know the rules? I ask you to answer, don't lie!" The black man looked at Rick and said, "You-yes-no-yes-yes-by-bite-over- !?" "

"Bitten?" Rick asked.

"Yes, I've been bitten," the black explained, "or scratched!"

"No," Rick replied, "Just being shot."

The black man slowly put his hand to Rick's forehead, and Rick avoided it subconsciously, looking at the black man in doubt.

"Don't move, let me take a look." The black man said, placing his hand on Rick's forehead, and repeatedly feeling Rick's temperature with his palm and back.

"It feels much lower than before." The black man glanced at Rick. Say to Kaori.

"If, when you measured me just now, you didn't have a fever," the black man looked at Rick and said, "this will be killed!"

Rick heard that. Look at the black man with prudent eyes. The black man pulled out a knife, opened it, and shook it at Rick and Kaori.

"Look at how sharp this knife is," the black man warned. "If anyone dares to do stupid things, I will use it to cut his throat!"

Talking. Hold the knife over Rick's head. Rick watched the blade tighten his body. The black man slammed the knife and cut the rope that tied Rick's hands.

Rick took his hand down and rubbed his wrist.

"When you can move," the black man said to Rick, "you can come down and walk."

The black man came to the door and patted his son, "Follow me."

"Although he has only just met him," Ji Liang said to Rick with a smile, "but he is not bad."

"Look at it," Rick replied cautiously.

"Don't be nervous," Su He said to Rick. "My name is Jialiang. You can call me Jialiang. I feel that for a long time to come, we must all work together."

"Rick Grimes. You are Atlanta." Rick reached out his right hand to Kaori.

"You're right, Mr. Grimes," said Kaira, shaking hands with Rick.

"Just call me Rick." Rick smiled friendly.

After talking to Rick for a while, the atmosphere became harmonious. Rick felt he had a little energy and wanted to get out of bed and walk. He took off his dirty clothes, put on a blanket, and got out of bed leisurely. He Liang wanted to help Rick, but he refused. Rick stood up with a medium head, measuring up to one meter eight, which was about ten centimeters shorter than Jira.

Jieliang came out with Rick, and the black father and son were preparing to eat.

"This is the home of Frey and Cindy," Rick said, looking around. "I've been here."

"I never saw them," the black man spread his hand, "when we moved in, it was empty."

Rick walked to the window and reached out to open the felt that blocked the window.

"Don't touch," the black man quickly stopped Rick, "they would just lead them over!"

Rick looked at the black man with a puzzled look.

"They are getting more and more," the black man returned to the dining table and cleaned the stove. "In the afternoon, I really shouldn't have fired! The gunshots have brought them all, now they are all over the street!"

Rick left the window and turned to look at the black man, who apparently awakened Rick's day memory.

"I'm stupid," the black man sat down and said, "actually with a gun!"

"You killed someone today," Rick said seriously.

"People?" The black man's lips laughed lightly.

"Not human!" The black child said to Rick.

"You shoot at him," Rick said angrily, "just down the street, at the door, a man."

"It looks like you need a pair of glasses," said the black man, staring at Rick. "That's a walking dead!"

Rick looked puzzled.

"Sit down, don't fall," the black man said to the weak Rick.

"And you, mustard."

Rick and Mustard had plates set on the table, and the black man gave Rick and Mustard each a spoonful of porridge.

"Give it to www.readwn.com ~!" Said the black man. Rick apparently didn't realize anything.

"Thank you very much," Jiliang said sincerely. "I'm also very sorry. It looks like I've caused you a lot of trouble! Everyone has a hard time after the disaster. To be honest, I had my meal last night. Eat it. ”I have to say that the mustard sometimes lied.

"Dad, it's time to pray," the black child said to the black.

"Yes." The black man held the black child's hand and looked at Rick and Kaira.

Jieliang held the hand of the black child and reached out to Rick. Rick hesitated to look at Kazuyoshi. The sincere gaze of blacks and black children, especially black children, could only reach out to hold Nikko and Kayoshi. The four were connected into a ring, performing a ritual in the last days.

"Heavenly Father, we sincerely thank you for giving us food and pray that you are in heaven and bless us through this crazy age! Amen!"

"Amen!" Ji Liang said, looking out at the dark world. (To be continued.)

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