"Uncle, do we want to kill him?" Lu Zhan next to him asked with some confusion.
Bingri was originally supposed to ask his uncle, but now he was asked by Lu Zhan. Bingri, who was standing next to him, was the pony-tailed man from before. He was about to speak, but stopped.
At this time, Lu Zhan asked the question he wanted to ask, and then he looked at the supermarket owner, a middle-aged man wearing a wig.
"Ah...of course..."
"This...can you do it?" Bingri was a little surprised.
Lu Zhan was a little surprised that this uncle was so cruel, and was this uncle's inner demon really hair?
Such a ruthless character shouldn't just be in a state of inner demons. Could it be that this middle-aged uncle is also an excellent actor with extremely high talent as an actor?
"Axiba...shall I do it?"
"Yes, you...you are the leader..."
"Yes, that's right..." the middle-aged uncle answered somewhat uncertainly.
"Wait a minute, he's still human..." Cheng Wan, the man with glasses next to him, said unbearably.
Bingri looked back at the man in front of him with a look of disgust on his face and said, "Chengwan, haven't you seen the movie? Ordinary people will mutate after being bitten by zombies."
"If the bitten guy survives, everyone will die. But now we are just doing this in self-defense, so it doesn't matter."
After Bingri finished speaking, Chu Yu next to him also nodded in agreement: "I feel that Brother Bingri is right. Maybe this way we can ensure everyone's safety."
"Why are you fooling around? What if this is not a zombie? What if this is not a viral infection? Then if we kill them now, won't we become murderers?"
After Lu Zhan finished speaking, he looked at the middle-aged uncle in front of him and carefully observed the changes in his expression.
"Gan Lin, continue to add fuel to the fire and see if this middle-aged uncle has the determination to kill Bian Bianyu."
"I bet that this middle-aged uncle is just a soft persimmon. He only knows how to pick up soft persimmons. When he goes in later, he will be scared to death."
Lu Zhan was talking to the other two people in the spiritual realm, watching the middle-aged uncle's next actions.
After Bingri taught Chengwan a lesson, he turned to look at the middle-aged uncle: "Right, I think Brother Lu Zhan is right."
The originally angry middle-aged uncle turned his head reluctantly and looked at Bian Yu in the room.
He was struggling in his heart, but he just turned around and looked at everyone apologetically: "Leave it alone, he won't starve to death, right?"
When Cheng Wan heard this, he seemed to have found an outlet. He didn't want to kill anyone at first, but just letting Bian Bianyu stay in like this made him uneasy and spoke directly.
"If we just leave it alone, if he gets hungry, will he eat everyone? Shouldn't we do something before that?"
Bingri turned his head and looked at Chengwan, who was timid and didn't want to contribute, and felt a little admired in his heart. Who knows how long such a person can live?
The more I think about it, the angrier I get, and I am even more greedy for life than myself: "Shut up, don't talk nonsense."
After blaming him, he turned to look at the middle-aged man in front of him and shouted with extreme seriousness and sincerity: "Brother, why don't you go in and take a look?"
"What?" The middle-aged uncle looked at everyone in shock, and everyone looked at the middle-aged uncle together. The more he looked, the more he felt that everyone was nodding slightly, and they all agreed to let him in.
In the dim room, Bian Yu was tied to a stool. He was quiet and there seemed to be no sign of waking up. Perhaps this was Bian Yu's intention.
With his physical condition, he shouldn't have woken up yet. The only possibility is that he should be resting with his eyes closed at this time.
With a creak, the door to the room was opened, and sparse lights slowly shone in along with the closed door.
The middle-aged uncle, wearing a gas mask, slowly approached Bian Yu who was tied to a stool.
One step at a time, but before he got closer, his eyesight was obscured by the fog. He stretched out his hand to wipe away the fog, and continued to approach Bian Yu.
But just after removing the fog, it seemed like there was something on my feet.
When he looked down, a mummy-like face appeared in his sight, which immediately startled the middle-aged man.
The dead one just stepped on the corpse that had just been sucked and fucked.
With a clang, the sharp knife originally held in his hand fell to the ground in an instant. He stepped back and the middle-aged uncle squatted directly in the corner.
After a while, he turned to look at Bian Yu not far away, only to find that Bian Yu had not woken up and was still sitting firmly on the chair.
Even the sound of the sharp knife falling on the ground didn't wake him up. It should be because I shocked him for a long time. Well, that's it. He must not have woken up yet.
The middle-aged uncle comforted himself again and again, while picking up the sharp knife on the ground, holding the knife in his trembling hand, and continued to approach Bian Bangyu.
The closer he got, the more the hand holding the knife trembled. In order to prevent his hand from shaking, he could only hold the sharp knife tightly with both hands. He slowly raised it and stabbed towards the edge in front of him.
At the critical moment, suddenly, Bian Yu, who had closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were cold and matched with the terrifying scars on his face.
The middle-aged uncle suddenly felt chilled and frightened, as if the sharp knife he originally stabbed with could no longer obey his orders.
It was too late to say it was fast, Bian Bianyu kicked straight with his right foot. The sharp knife that was originally stabbed clanged and was inserted between Bian Yu's legs.
Just for a moment, in the eyes of the middle-aged uncle, Bian Yu's head was getting bigger and bigger. With a bang, Bian Yu hit his head straight towards the middle-aged uncle.
There was a click, and the crisp sound of the bridge of his nose breaking was clearly visible. In an instant, the uncle raised his head and fell straight back. He had obviously passed out.
He didn't even react at all when his head was so close to the mummy's head. It looked like he really passed out.
Bian Yu, without saying a word, directly picked up the sharp knife between his legs and divided it by three times and five times, and cut the rope that tied him directly. He just looked at the people outside the door with some doubts in his eyes.
I feel like this strangeness comes from the woman named Sha Mei. Do these people really have some kind of mystery?
Is this world really what she said? If it's true, should I go find her? Oh, I’m so confused. It seems like she’s not afraid of me, and of course that little girl, Lee Eun Yoo.
People who don't seem to be normal seem to be easier to get along with, but these people who seem to be easy to get along with are really difficult to understand.
Thinking of this, Bian Bianyu also thought of Yin Zhixiu, who handed over Cha Xianxiu before he left. He didn't know what happened to them?
