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Talking about human life in the last days is no different from telling cold jokes in normal times. No one will argue with you over the life and death of one or two people, and you will not be severely punished by the law.
Death of a person at this time is as common as trampling on an ant on the roadside. So if someone seriously tells you that they will hold you responsible for killing someone, then either their brain is not normal, or they are in trouble. Joking with you.
Of course, the facts are not absolute. There are still a small number of kind-hearted human beings in this world who stubbornly maintain and abide by the moral laws and regulations of human civilization in their hearts. Wang Zhongyu and Wenquan Xin are one of them.
So when Wen Quanxin told Wang Zhongyu for sure that the person he hit was indeed a survivor, the latter was shocked and felt guilty. He walked forward slowly in disbelief and stammered: "No, no, no, no Possibly, there may be living people here!"
Indeed, the streets are currently surrounded by zombies. It is shocking enough for a living person to appear in front of you at this juncture.
"Hey, I can still fool you. Look at your face and skin. Isn't this a living person?"
Wang Zhongyu squatted down and took a closer look without comment. Just as Wenquan Xin said, apart from his tired look, there was no trace of corrosion anywhere on his body. Based on this alone, he could be 90% sure that this person was Living people instead of zombies.
"I just told you, I saw that he ran out of the house on the street. You ran into it directly." Wenquan Xin continued to explain without hesitation.
Wang Zhongyu was still squatting on the ground, absentmindedly examining the body of the deceased, hoping to find even the slightest trace that could prove that he had a mutation or was eaten by zombies, so that he could make up for some of his inner guilt.
Wang Zhongyu kept fingering the deceased's body, and accidentally touched the tip of the other person's nose. Wang Zhongyu felt a hint of warmth. With a hopeful mood, he cautiously placed his fingers under the other person's nose and confirmed again: "Alive, He's still alive, not dead! He's breathing, he's breathing."
Wang Zhongyu was like a child who had returned to his childhood and received the toy he had longed for. He danced and pulled Wenquan Xin to prove to him the fact that the other party was still alive.
The latter was helpless by Wang Zhongyu, so he had to squat down and reluctantly stretched out his hand to confirm: "Amma. She is really energetic!"
"Hey, buddy, how are you? Say something!" Wenquan Xin gently shook the man on the ground twice. I hope to wake the other party up, but unfortunately the other party behaves like a dead person, without any reaction at all.
"Xiao Wen, it's too dangerous here. Let's get him in the car. "
Wenquan Xin thinks about it too. After all, they couldn't protect themselves in the pile of zombies, and the temperature was too low. If they continued to throw this man into the snow, even if he still had breath, he would suffer from hypothermia and an accident in a few minutes.
In the spirit of humanitarian rescue, Wenquan Xin nodded: "Well, get him in the car and get out of here quickly."
Although the man is not tall, he has a lot of fat on his belly. I really don’t know how he is living in these last days. To be able to maintain such a plump body, it seems that she has eaten a lot of food and oil.
Wang Zhongyu and Wenquan Xin spent a lot of effort to lift the man into the car. For the sake of safety, Wenquan Xin suggested that he be tied up firmly.
Lest he wake up later and get angry and settle the score with himself, who would have thought that it was Wang Zhongyu who bumped into him.
Wang Zhongyu had another reason for agreeing to Wenquan Xin's approach. After all, he still felt that it was very strange for this person to appear here at this time. He was worried that the other person had been infected with the zombie virus, so he was just in case he mutated during the journey. If you hurt someone, it is still necessary to tie them up firmly.
Since Wang Zhongyu was also responsible for driving, the task of guarding and tying up the man could only be left to Wenquan Xin. The former, who was worried about the situation, gave the latter a few words, telling him not to let the man loose, not to get close to the man easily, and to notify him as soon as he wakes up.
After hearing what Wang Zhongyu said, Wenquan Xin replied impatiently: "You kid, drive your car. Don't worry about the rest! I will take care of it!"
"Xiao Wang!" Lao Zhao looked at the figure at the balcony door in surprise, and asked inexplicably: "Why did you run up here?"
In fact, Wang Qiang didn't sleep at all at night. He wanted to go upstairs to help monitor since the morning. However, due to the stalemate with Tang Xiaoquan, and he was a face-saving person, he kept getting angry and did nothing.
But as the night falls, the time lengthens. His anger over the former's messing up the situation and his inability to get back to the villa in time subsided, and his mind began to clear up.
After calming down and lying on the bed, he began to reflect on what he had done and said today.
And after he thought about it, he really found that he had done a lot of ridiculous and excessive things, especially the things he said to his brother, which were really stupid.
Others were racking their brains to come up with ideas for the villa, but I had been worrying about Yang Xue and Liu Yunpeng.
What a pig I am! Wang Qiang spent the whole night in pain and self-blame and entanglement.
It wasn't like he hadn't thought about replacing Tang and Zhao after a hard day's work, but no matter what, he couldn't think of how to speak.
It was absolutely impossible to apologize, because anyway, Wang Qiang felt that Tang Xiaoquan's actions and arrangements today were indeed somewhat inappropriate.
In his view, Tang Xiaoquan's suspicion that Liu Fugui had ulterior motives so far was problematic.
Although he is also at odds with the latter, this cannot be the criterion for him to judge whether the other party's statement of stay has different intentions.
Wang Qiang was so depressed and confused until he heard snoring from upstairs in the middle of the night. He knew that someone was sleeping. As for who it was, he decided to go up and find out. If it was Tang Xiaoquan, he would come up immediately and continue sleeping.
On the other hand, if it was Lao Zhao, he would go upstairs to replace him and let the latter come down to sleep.
After all, compared with Tang Xiaoquan, he didn't have to worry about face when facing Lao Zhao.
"Uncle Zhao, go down and rest, I'll take your place!" As he spoke, Wang Qiang walked into the balcony and sat down cross-legged.
"For me, haha, no, Xiao Wang, thank you, I'm not sleepy, you can go down." Old Zhao politely rejected Wang Qiang's kindness, but the latter had made up his mind not to leave since he was here. I don’t want to continue to feel guilty about what I did today.
So he insisted: "Ah, Uncle Zhao, today you are driving, cooking, and now you stay up late to monitor. How can you bear it? Go down and rest quickly. I will die just watching here."
"Haha, no need, really no need, Xiao Tang, your Uncle Zhao is not that useless. You know, I usually work on scientific research projects at school. It is common for me to stay up all night doing experiments, Xiao CASE. So you don't have to worry. You, Uncle Zhao, get down quickly."
"No, why do you have to drive when you turn around?"
The two were excusing each other, and neither one wanted to step out of the balcony.
Later, Zhao Yunhai was really helpless by Wang Qiang, so he simply compromised and said: "Hey, Qiangzi, if you really can't sleep, you might as well stay here with Uncle Zhao. It's already late anyway. Uncle Zhao really can't sleep, so why don't we stay here and watch and chat at the same time, it will save us boredom. What do you think?" (To be continued.)
