Chapter 170

In a room on the second floor of Qingfeng Xiaozhu, Liang Xiaocheng was monitoring the situation of Wangshan Homestay with binoculars. Due to the angle, he couldn't see the inside of the restaurant, but he could see the entire courtyard.

"Damn, these guys are so cautious, they won't eat it, right? I told you to let them taste it themselves before leaving. At worst, they can vomit when they come back, it won't poison them to death!"

"Brother Cheng, don't worry, they will definitely eat it. When we left, we heard someone start slurping the dough drop soup. Don't worry. We already gained their trust yesterday."

Liu Dazhi changed from his dull appearance and talked eloquently.

Chen Minwen also nodded repeatedly: "I specifically added twice as much spice to today's buns. It makes people drool just smelling it. They must be eating until their mouths are oily by now!"

"I hope so!"

Liang Xiaocheng said noncommittally and continued to monitor Wangshan Homestay quietly.

Time passed minute by minute, and the atmosphere in the room became more and more oppressive. Sweat beads began to slowly emerge on the foreheads of Liu Dazhi and Chen Minwen.

"Hahaha!"

Liu Dazhi counted roughly and felt that two people were missing. He thought they probably died when they ran to the toilet to vomit. Being here was too scary, so he slipped back to Qingfeng Xiaozhu and reported the situation he saw to Liang Xiaocheng.

Poking his head to look into the restaurant, on the dining table, on the ground, people were lying horizontally and vertically.

"Want to know? In a while, you can get a bowl of dough drop soup to drink and you will understand."

According to Liang Xiaocheng's original idea, he wanted to torture the group of people who killed Liang Dacheng. Who could have expected that the strength of the other party encountered again was unprecedentedly strong, everyone was equipped with guns, which was a force he couldn't afford to provoke at all.

Not only in the courtyard, but also in the restaurant, there were bursts of painful groans. If you listened carefully, you could also hear the sound of barking.

Liang Xiaocheng, who was smoking, showed an uncontrollable smile and said: "It's really cheap for those sons of bitches. Let's go, brothers, let's go get the goods!"

Following closely, five more figures rushed out of the door and fell into the courtyard. Some people fired a few shots at the sky before they died, like an unyielding roar before death.

"Brother Cheng, can we set off now?"

A lackey beside Liang Xiaocheng listened and couldn't help but express his feelings.

"Is rat poison this powerful? It sounds as miserable as being amputated..."

"Hey, hey, okay, okay..."

Liang Xiaocheng licked his lips, put down the binoculars, looked at Liu Dazhi standing at the door, and said: "Old Liu, you go take a look at the situation!"

Liu Dazhi was ten thousand times unwilling, but he couldn't stand Liang Xiaocheng's sinister gaze, so he had to open the door and walk out.

The woman holding a dagger and wiping her nails joked.

In the binoculars, a sissy rushed out of the restaurant, pinched his own neck, jumped coquettishly, fell into the courtyard, twitched a few times, and then his legs stretched out and there was no movement.

"Two, four, six... no, there are still people? Forget it..."

Just when the atmosphere was about to freeze, Liang Xiaocheng laughed from the bottom of his heart.

Someone couldn't wait to receive the rich supplies brought by Zhang Su.

He was afraid that someone in Zhang Su's group hadn't eaten and was waiting for an opportunity to retaliate, and he was also afraid that those who had already died would suddenly turn into zombies...

In short, there were many things to be afraid of, but these could not be reasons for shirking. He trotted all the way into the courtyard with fear and trepidation and took a look. Several corpses with white foam at their mouths died with their eyes wide open, staring at him tightly, which was chilling.

"Someone in our village ate it before, and it hurt so much that they rolled on the ground. They died miserably!" A big man took over, with a lingering fear on his face.

Fortunately, he had the initiative. If hard confrontation didn't work, then he would play dirty!

Liang Xiaocheng had a pistol with some age tucked into his waist. He didn't know where he got it. He took his ten subordinates and walked towards Wangshan Homestay excitedly.

"With that batch of guns from them, we will really be the kings of the mountain here in the future. Nearby villages will have to honestly hand over food to us!"

A little brother was happily fantasizing about a beautiful life in the future!

"Food is bullshit. In the future, we will grow bigger and stronger, get some daily necessities, and then go to other safe camps to exchange for some women to have fun, hahaha."

"Right, right, Xiaohu's idea is really good. Soap, underpants, and sanitary napkins, wouldn't those bitchy women have to strip naked and beg me to take them away?"

With beautiful longing for future life, the group of people came to the parking lot outside the Wangshan Homestay courtyard.

"Brother!"

Liang Xiaocheng walked to the Prado, touched the hood sentimentally, and seeing this car was like seeing his own brother. He murmured: "Brother, your younger brother has avenged you today!"

"Hey, you even locked the car. I'll give you..."

"What the fuck are you doing?"

Liang Xiaocheng saw a dull-headed little brother pick up the window-breaking hammer on the handle of the engineering shovel and was about to smash the car window. He scolded angrily: "If you dare to break the glass, I'll smash your head!"

"Dachao, are you a fool? This car is the ride of Brother Cheng's own brother. You don't have a brain, do you!"

The companion who had been following Liang Xiaocheng from the city gave Dachao a white eye.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Dachao apologized in a muffled voice, but he was very puzzled in his heart. People were dead, so just smash the car.

"Go, pick up the equipment!"

Liang Xiaocheng stood in front of the car for a while, waved his hand, and led everyone towards the Wangshan Homestay courtyard.

"Don't stab their heads in a while, tie them up and wait for them to turn into zombies, and then hang them on the road down the mountain to block zombies. Even if they die, they have to work for me!"

Liang Xiaocheng ordered while pushing the door open, stepped into the courtyard, and his eyelids couldn't help but jump.

The person following closely saw Liang Xiaocheng stop and asked suspiciously: "Brother Cheng, what's wrong?"

"Nothing!"

Saying nothing, Liang Xiaocheng didn't walk in. He had just felt a strong sense of palpitation, a very strange feeling he had never had before.

He scanned the area seriously, looked at every window carefully, and stared at the guys with white foam at their mouths on the ground for a long time. Then he pulled out the old-fashioned pistol tucked into his waist, and his heart felt a little more stable. Finally, he stepped inside.

Just as the ten people led by Liang Xiaocheng stepped into the courtyard, Zhang Su, who was hiding behind the second-floor window, gave an order: "Shoot!"

The full-voiced shout startled the people who broke into the courtyard, but before they could react...

More than ten figures suddenly appeared behind the eight windows, each figure corresponding to a pitch-black gun barrel.

Tat-tat, tat-tat, tat-tat-tat.

The sound of gunfire echoed in the valley, startling a group of unknown birds in the depths of the forest. Gunsmoke bloomed on the windowsill. In order not to arouse suspicion, they specifically didn't open the windows in advance, and the screen windows were beaten to pieces.

According to Zhang Su's requirements, everyone used semi-automatic mode for point shooting. Although there were 30,000 bullets, they were one less for every shot fired, so they had to be saved!

Facts proved that Zhang Su's arrangement had no problems at all. The number of people was equal, and those who were prepared hit those who were unprepared. Regardless of point shooting or sweeping, it was a one-sided result, and there was no suspense!

Liang Xiaocheng saw figures flash behind the windows, and he was the only one who saw the other party carrying guns. Unfortunately, he didn't even have the chance to raise his hand and shoot. As soon as the fire flashed, he felt a pain in his heart...

At the same time as the gunfire sounded, the six people who fell to the ground with white foam at their mouths stood up with a rumble, and while retreating, they were also shooting at them!

The entire battle process was extremely short, so short that the echo of the gunfire was still in their ears, and Liang Xiaocheng's ten people had already fallen into a pool of blood!

There was no excitement of cold weapon fighting, no hot-bloodedness of bare-handed fighting, and the real killing was in a flash.

At the end of Liang Xiaocheng's fall, his eyes focused on the two chefs, suspecting that they had sold him out, but he found that both of them were also shot, and his heart felt relieved...

"Who is Liang Xiaocheng?"

When the dust settled, Zhang Su's group walked to the courtyard. He came to the corpse and asked Zhang Ya.

"It's him..."

Zhang Ya pointed to a corpse with a complicated expression.

Zhang Su saw Liang Xiaocheng's true face for the first time. Recalling Liang Dacheng's appearance, the two were indeed somewhat similar, but compared to Liang Dacheng, Liang Xiaocheng had more evil spirit and sinister nature between his brows, and less confidence and calmness.

"This group of people has fast feet, arriving here before us." Zheng Xinyu said.

Zhang Su scanned his eyes and asked someone to give a knife to those whose heads were not shot, then said: "They definitely didn't go to Shuwa Village, but went directly from the West Camp. It's normal to be faster than us."

The northward journey of Zhang Su's group was very tortuous, and they experienced many things, delaying too much time, but the harvest was also quite rich. Just the dozens of automatic rifles were irreplaceable.

"Brother Su, what exactly is the grudge between this group of guys and you?"

Liu Tianji leaned forward, looking at Liang Xiaocheng on the ground curiously. He only knew that the two sides had a feud, but didn't know the details.

It was late last night, and the matter was hasty, so everyone didn't have a chance to ask. Now that the dust had settled, they wanted to understand the ins and outs of the matter.

"This is a long story..."

Zhang Su looked at the foggy sky and said: "He had a brother named Liang Dacheng, who took two lackeys to impersonate people from an official safe base and met us at a gas station. At that time, I, Xinyu, Xiaoshan, Bozi, Old Tan, Old Yu, Teacher Yu, Zhuzi, and a few students like Xiao Chen and Pei Lan were together."

"Liang Dacheng lied and asked us to go to some official safe base, but wanted us to hand over all the supplies in the gas station convenience store. Who would have thought that his lie happened to hit Zhuzi's muzzle, and he was exposed on the spot and became angry from embarrassment. He took a toy revolver to threaten us, and after a few back and forths, a conflict occurred and we wiped them out..."

"Later, when we met again, it should have been at the Yihe car dealership. Liang Xiaocheng recognized that the Prado was his brother's car. The zombie group of students from the Third Middle School that besieged the car dealership should have been Liang Xiaocheng's doing."

Everyone looked at each other. In this world, people really can think of any way for supplies.

Zhang Ya continued: "You also know that I was with Liang Xiaocheng before. Brother Su let go of a little brother beside Liang Dacheng. That person returned to the market where we were hiding at the time and made up a bunch of nonsense, which misled Liang Xiaocheng quite a bit..."

"Damn, I get angry when I think of that guy. He lied so smoothly, without blushing or heartbeat. He's really a talent!"

Zhang Su recalled the person he let go at the beginning and shook his head.

(End of this chapter)