Wang Yu watched the honest and cheeky middle-aged man open the door of one house and immediately went straight to the next one. He knew that this guy was already planning to be the loyal dog of those monsters.
Regarding his behavior, Wang Yu just shook his head and refused to comment.
If you look at it from the perspective of the people he harmed, they naturally hate him deeply; but if you look at it from his perspective, he just wants to live.
At the very least, for people like Wang Yu, whose survival is the first priority, keeping themselves alive is the top priority. As for others...
Sorry, it depends on their own luck.
If it were replaced, the self before becoming the apostle of the spiritual realm would face his situation.
Wang Yu felt that he might not be as good as him, and might even grovel, bow his head, and take the initiative to be a gunman for those monsters, just to survive.
Therefore, Wang Yu did not feel that he had any qualifications to laugh at him, or even condemn him from the moral high ground.
He shook his head, just sighing, even if this honest and thick-faced middle-aged man helped these monsters harm other people, he would still die.
It is unlikely that those monsters will let him go.
This is the tragedy of the weak.
Shaking his head, he no longer paid attention to the middle-aged man, but glanced around the village again.
Soon, his attention returned to the area near the white-haired old man's home.
In Wang Yu's line of sight, he saw the white-haired old man, who had been thrown to the ground by the monster and bitten to pieces with his intestines torn apart, and his flesh and blood were bloody, stood up straight from the ground.
All the injuries on his body disappeared, and even the huge gap in his stomach became intact. However, his face also showed the same smile as the monster.
Obviously, in this very short period of time, the white-haired old man changed from a living person to a bloody corpse, and from a bloody corpse to a monster with a weird smile on his face. !
Not just this white-haired old man
Not long after the white-haired old man turned into a monster and stood up, two more people walked out of the room.
It was the middle-aged woman and the child of several years old.
However, there were also weird smiles on their faces.
They also turned into monsters!
In just a few minutes, the number of monsters increased by three more!
No, not just three.
Wang Yu turned to look at the first house whose door was knocked open by a cheeky middle-aged man, and saw several monsters walking out with blood on their faces.
After a while, several more monsters came out of the house.
Wang Yu knew that the second batch of monsters should be the people who originally lived in that house.
They turned into monsters too!
Seeing this scene, Wang Yu touched his chin.
Originally, those monsters couldn't break it, and the fragments provided protection to the villagers. Apart from being a little annoying at night, it didn't do much harm.
But now, not only are there honest and honest middle-aged men to help them break the protection of the fragments, they can even increase their numbers by killing villagers.
With this wave of ebb and flow, the situation of the villagers has become more and more dangerous.
Therefore, he was thinking whether he should just sit back and watch, or go and help these villagers!
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The honest and thick-faced middle-aged man, under the threat of the monster with the face of his brother, had no choice but to grit his teeth and forcefully open the door of his neighbor.
His neighbors were villagers from the originally dark village. They went to bed early before the sun went down.
This method was the most effective way to resist monsters in the past, but today, it has become a reminder for them!
Precisely because they were asleep, they did not realize that the white-haired old man's family had encountered something unexpected, nor did they realize that the honest and middle-aged man was walking towards the door of their home.
This also meant that they had no time to strengthen the defense of the door, and only relied on a bolt to close the door.
And how can a small door bolt stop the full impact of an adult man, who has been doing farm work all year round and has a lot of strength in his body?
The thick-faced middle-aged man broke the bolt and opened the door without a few bumps.
The people in the room had fallen asleep long ago and were awakened by his banging on the door. When they opened their eyes drowsily, they saw several monsters staring at them and drooling.
As soon as they shouted, the monsters pounced on them.
The honest and thick-faced middle-aged man heard the screams coming from the room behind him, his face became paler and his pace quickened.
The screams behind him were like a reminder, making him feel that his life might be taken away by those monsters anytime, anywhere, just like that family member.
He could only drink poison to quench his thirst, at the expense of helping those monsters harm others, allowing them to temporarily let him go, thereby extending his survival time.
He knows that those monsters may not intend to let him live, but there will always be a hint in his heart that "I helped them harm other people. There is no credit and hard work, so they should let him go." Extravagant hope.
People are always so contradictory.
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The scholar lives not far from the white-haired old man's house, and now his mind is filled with the beautiful figures of Lu Ziyi, Nangong Lingxi and Wan Zhu, and he can't sleep at all.
He was lying on the bed tossing and turning when he heard the commotion outside.
It wasn't the scream of a monster, but it sounded like someone was fighting. They were smashing things, insulting, and screaming, all mixed together, making people panic.
Listening to these sounds, the scholar felt something was wrong. These sounds did not sound like those coming from monsters, but instead seemed like... someone was fighting?
The Chinese people's curiosity and habit of joining in the fun have always been so strong from ancient times to the present.
The scholar wanted to know if there was a quarrel in the neighbor's house next door, so he went to the window and looked out through the only hole in the window.
As a result, he saw the honest middle-aged man knocking open the door of the house next door, and then several monsters walked into the house next door through the knocked-open door.
Immediately, heartbreaking cries came from the house next door.
The scholar who saw this scene stood stunned on the spot.
Isn't that honest and cheeky middle-aged man the same man who was in the same room as him last night?
Why would he knock open the door of his next-door neighbor?
Why did those monsters pass by him without hurting him?
Is he a human or a monster?
A series of questions popped up in the scholar's mind, but before he could think them through, he saw the honest and thick-faced middle-aged man walking towards his own home after the monsters entered the neighbor's house next door.
Is he... trying to break down his own door? ? ?
This sentence instantly occupied the scholar's mind, and he also understood that now was not the time for his random thoughts.
He didn't know why the honest and cheeky middle-aged man did such a thing, but he knew that this guy was about to attack his door!
The scholar who thought of this had no time to hesitate or think. He pushed the dining table next to him and pushed it against the door. Then, he pushed his whole body against the table.
The next second.
"Bang!" A huge crash sounded from the door of the scholar's house.
The huge force was transmitted along the door to the table, and then to the scholar's body, almost knocking him to the ground.
The scholar gritted his teeth and held the door, and then shouted at the door: "This strong man, it's me! We lived under the same roof last night! Can you be so noble and let me go?"
"I'll let you go, who will let me go?" Only the dull words of a thick-faced middle-aged man came from outside the door, followed closely by another loud noise.
This time, the force was much greater than before, and the door of the scholar's house was knocked open, and the table and scholar behind the door were also overturned to the ground.
The scholar fell to the ground and looked at the two people in front of him in horror, even forgetting the pain in his body.
He knew both of these people. One was the honest and cheeky middle-aged man who lived under the same roof as him last night, and the other was his next-door neighbor.
The honest middle-aged man and the scholar's next-door neighbor worked together to open the scholar's door, then turned and ran towards the other house.
As soon as the two of them left, several monsters standing behind them were revealed.
Several monsters looked at the scholar, and one of them grinned and said, "It's a pity. Although he is a man, he looks weak and weak. Let's kill him!"
When the scholar heard the words "Let's kill him," he was so frightened that he peed. Just as he was about to speak and defend himself, he saw several monsters turning into terrifying shapes and rushing toward him.
"Ah!" This is what the scholar left in this world. The last words are considered his last words.
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The honest and thick-faced middle-aged man opened the door of the scholar's neighbor's house. Then, a man walked out of that room, and together with the honest and thick-faced middle-aged man, they opened the door of the scholar's house. This scene was captured by Wang Yu See it in your eyes.
He originally thought that these monsters were just using the honest and cheeky middle-aged man as a gunman to destroy the protection of the villagers by those fragments.
Unexpectedly, they were not satisfied at all and only used the honest and middle-aged man.
They are monsters who consciously keep strong men behind to expand their team of "tool men"!
