The waste is going to strike back

What did Mu Xin see?

He was standing on a treetop not far away, so he could see everything happening below clearly, including the eye-catching mixture of blood, meat residue, and white broken bones left behind by the zombies.

Mu Xin finally understood where that shrill scream came from. Being eaten alive by a group of zombies, there must be nothing more despairing than this.

But who was being eaten?

Taking advantage of his high position and ability to see far, Mu Xin began to look for Ming Xiche and others who were hiding. In the end, he discovered that among these people, only Yue Le was missing.

"Bastard!" Mu Xin clenched his fists and pounded hard on the dry, hard and sturdy tree trunk. His face was as dark as a moonless night.

Until this moment, how could Mu Xin not figure out whose blood that was?

It was clearly the only evidence left after Yue Le was devoured! Only the old people in City A knew about this abandoned military camp, and City A had long become an abandoned city, so it was impossible for anyone else to come here. Therefore, when the zombies besieged them, there were only five people from Mingxi Che's team.

Mu Xin could never have imagined that Ming Xiche would be so cruel that he would let his teammates be eaten by zombies and was unwilling to rescue them!

What is more likely is that in order to save their own lives, Ming Xiche and his companions threw Yue Le, who was slightly weaker than them, to the zombies for them to enjoy, and took the opportunity to escape.

Mu Xin's guess was largely correct, and this was also because he had been with Ming Xiche and the others day and night in his previous life.

Ming Xiche was ruthless enough. Of course, Wang Jia and the others were not good people either. They were just as selfish and refused to help. Mu Xin sneered.

Although in the end times, all the bad qualities of human beings will be exposed, but the most basic human nature will not be abandoned. At least towards their companions, most people will not do such cruel things. Even if they have dissatisfaction with each other, they can solve it privately, and they will never escalate to the point of sending each other to death.

However, the actions of Ming Xiche and others completely overturned Mu Xin's ideas.

He had always thought that no matter how cruel Ming Xiche was, he would not be cruel to the team members who had followed him for such a long time and had always worked hard. He would not do something to push his team members into the zombie swarm.

But the facts were right in front of him, how could Mu Xin not believe it?

Yes, Ming Xiche is a selfish bastard to the extreme. He can even squeeze every bit of use out of his lover and then discard him, isn't he?

I originally thought that Ming Xiche would be different in this life, but now I think that he would be even worse than in his previous life.

In the final analysis, Mu Xin was not angry or sad about Yue Le's death, but was angry that Ming Xiche's selfishness had pushed him to the limit. He was angry at himself for being so blind that he actually thought that this bastard whose conscience was eaten by zombies was a good match!

Mu Xin's heart was filled with inexplicable anger and coldness. He stared at the back of Ming Xiche's head which was facing away from him. If his eyes could turn into blades, Ming Xiche would have died a thousand times already.

"Hiss..." Ming Xiche was staring at Yan Shaohui, Wang Jia and the others without blinking, but suddenly he felt a very sharp and cold gaze shooting towards him from behind, which made him shudder.

"Boss? What's wrong?" Jia Renzhong and Ming Xiche on the side were staring at Wang Jia and the others. Suddenly, a strange voice came from Ming Xiche beside him, and he couldn't help but ask with concern.

"It's okay, maybe it's because the sun is about to set and I feel a little cold." Ming Xiche frowned, rubbed his shoulders and replied.

Jia Ren nodded and continued to pay attention to the situation of Wang Jia and the others.

At this moment, Wang Jia, after being pushed aside by Yan Shaohui, hurriedly hid in a place, leaving a dozen zombies to Yan Shaohui alone.

“Roar...!” When the zombies saw that Yan Shaohui was the only one standing there motionless, they roared excitedly, quickened their stiff steps, and walked towards Yan Shaohui.

Yan Shaohui did not intend to use his supernatural powers. On the one hand, there was no need to use supernatural powers to deal with ordinary zombies like this. On the other hand, he did not want to reveal his last trump card in front of Ming Xiche and the others. It would always be good to keep something in reserve.

When Yan Shaohui saw the zombies approaching him, he did not retreat but instead advanced, slashing at the zombies with the Longyan ancient knife.

With one horizontal and one vertical cut, the bodies of the two zombies were split into four halves. Dirty blood splattered everywhere, flowing onto the blue-gray ground, emitting the foul smell of rotting corpses.

Yan Shaohui lightly tapped the ground with his toes, then jumped from the air and landed directly on the head of a zombie in the zombie group.

With his Qi sinking into his Dantian, he used a jack to directly squeeze the zombie's body to burst, blood foam and zombie fragments splattered everywhere. Yan Shaohui leaped onto the head of another zombie just before the zombie exploded, and did the same thing, squeezing the other zombie directly to burst.

Everyone present, including Mu Xin, had never seen such a bloody and violent, yet particularly clean and efficient way of killing zombies.

After the set of movements, Yan Shaohui's smile did not even change. The smile on his mouth reminded Wang Jia and others of the devil Satan in Western mythology, waving his sickle to reap lives in the world.

Yan Shaohui killed several zombies easily without blushing or breathing hard, which made Ming Xiche deeply realize how powerful the Yan family, the first family and ancient martial arts family, was.

Yan Shaohui's nonchalant attitude completely angered the zombies. Their attacks became more ferocious. Their sharp claws brushed against Yan Shaohui's sleeves many times and almost tore through the fabric which was very fragile in front of the zombies.

Yan Shaohui was jumping back and forth above the zombies' heads as if he was playing around and having a lot of fun.

Mu Xin sat on the treetop and chuckled helplessly.

It’s already this late and you’re still treating these zombies as toys.

After a long time, Yan Shaohui finally got tired of playing these games and flew towards the corner where Ming Xiche and Zhang Ting were.

Yan Shaohui was so fast that before Ming Xiche and the others could react, Yan Shaohui flew in front of them. He lightly jumped onto the roof of the off-road vehicle that was used as a shield for them, squatted down, his eyes were filled with piercing coldness, but his tone was surprisingly gentle, "What's the point of me playing alone? Now that the game has started, you should also participate."

You want Yan Shaohui to kill all the zombies by himself, and you guys just sit back and enjoy the fruits of victory? Why?

Yan Shaohui said that he was not that kind, and timely sharing was still necessary.

Yan Shaohui raised a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, then looked at Ming Xiche provocatively, then stepped on the heads of the zombies and leaped towards where Wang Jia and the others were.

As the saying goes, happiness shared with others is worse than happiness alone, isn’t it?