End of the World: Copy 23 trillion gold at the beginning

"Wang An, what's wrong with you?"

This was a villager holding a shovel and trembling, finally unable to help but shouting at Wang An, whose head was covered in blood.

But Wang An's face was full of pain, and he continued to kowtow to Lin Feng, unable to say a word.

At this time, Lin Feng took out a pistol, placed it on the table, and said calmly:

"You've seen it all. Everyone in your village wants to kill you. I've already opened the insurance policy for you."

When Wang Dazhuang heard what Lin Feng said, the expression on his face gradually became solemn.

After all, these are all the survivors in their village. If he really kills them all, wouldn’t that be equivalent to slaughtering all the people in their village?

Seeing Wang Dazhuang in such a dilemma, Lin Feng said calmly again:

"Since you can't do it, forget it. Don't let them try to harm you later. Just don't regret it."

The reason why Lin Feng did this was just for his own good.

Because he still has to go to the primeval forest, Wang Dazhuang and his family must stay in this village for a while.

Therefore, if they don't eliminate these villagers who are determined to kill him, they will not be able to live in peace during this period.

Lin Feng said this and was about to put the gun away.

But at this moment, Wang Dazhuang took the initiative and held down the gun:

"Mr. Lin, you are right. They were the first to treat me unfairly, so they should not blame me for being unfair."

As soon as Wang Dazhuang finished speaking, he immediately grabbed the pistol in his hand.

However, the surviving villagers were only stunned for a moment, and then began to mock Wang Dazhuang:

"Da Zhuang, do you think you can scare us with a toy gun?"

"That's right, have you ever seen a real gun?"

Bang bang bang bang bang-!

But when Wang Dazhuang suddenly raised his pistol and pulled the trigger at these ignorant villagers, they finally realized how stupid they were.

However, it was obviously too late for them. After all, the speed of a person running away could never match the speed of a bullet.

These villagers only ran about ten meters outside the door before Wang Dazhuang raised his gun and shot them dead with a peanut.

At this time, Lin Feng slowly stood up, walked to Wang Dalu's side, took the gun from his hand again, and patted his shoulder:

"After I get rid of all the corpses here and the zombies in the cages in the village, I should go into the mountains."

After hearing what Lin Feng said, Wang Dazhuang finally recovered from the excitement caused by the murder:

"Mr. Lin, how can you do it alone? Let me accompany you. At least I am more familiar with the environment there than you are."

"No need, Daha and I can go together."

"How can that be? You're unfamiliar with the place, so I can at least be your guide. Even though I'm not very familiar with the place either, I'm at least better than you."

Lin Feng looked up at the distant primeval forest, which was already beginning to be filled with fog, and could not help but sigh softly:

"Okay, but you'll have to ask your wife."

"Why are you asking her?"

"You can only go if she agrees with you. After all, you have a wife and children, so sometimes you have to consider them."

"I agree."

Just as Lin Feng finished speaking, the voice of Dazhuang's wife suddenly sounded behind him.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng and Wang Dazhuang immediately turned around and found that Wang Dazhuang's wife was standing behind them with her child in her arms.

At this time, Dazhuang's wife continued to say to Dazhuang:

"Da Zhuang, I can see that Young Master Lin is a good man. Without him, even if you could rush back, we wouldn't be able to defeat these people in the village.

So you and Mr. Lin must come back safely. I will be waiting for you at home."

When Dazhuang saw that his wife was so considerate, he nodded excitedly: "Don't worry, we will definitely come back safely."

Then Lin Feng and Da Zhuang burned the bodies of the villagers and zombies to ashes.

Before leaving, Lin Feng gave his wife a synthetic pistol in front of Wang Dazhuang and asked her to use it for self-defense.

After all, there are other surviving villagers in the entire village, so we must still have a certain level of awareness of prevention.

"Wife, you and Xiaobao stay home. If anyone tries to enter our house, no matter who it is, just shoot them. Remember that?"

"Well, I remember this. Apart from you two, I will shoot anyone who comes to our house."

Da Zhuang's wife's eyes were red, and she nodded heavily at Da Zhuang and said.

Afterwards, Lin Feng, Wang Dazhuang and Daha walked along a small stream in Wangjiatun Village towards the primeval forest covered with fog and miasma in front.

At this moment, somewhere, a cold and beautiful woman stared at the big screen with a serious expression. Even the majestic figure on her chest seemed to rise and fall.

At this moment, the man beside her saw Leng Yan was so nervous, and while forcefully opening a can of expired food, he said, "You don't have to be so nervous."

"Do you think he will succeed?"

"We'll do our best and leave the rest to fate. After all, we've been waiting for this day for far too long."

At this time, Lin Feng, Wang Dazhuang and others crossed the stream and stood at the edge of the primeval forest. They looked at each other and stepped in together.

On the outskirts of the primeval forest, sunlight shone through the dense treetops, dappling onto the fallen leaves at their feet. The air was filled with the fresh scent of soil and plants.

At this time, Daha was exploring the way ahead. Lin Feng and Wang Dazhuang each held a machete more than one meter long and kept chopping at it, and the weeds became more and more dense.

As we went deeper into the primeval forest, the surrounding environment became darker and darker, the trees became taller and denser, and vines and ferns grew wildly on the ground, forming an intricate green maze.

So Lin Feng and the others had to stop at this time and use a compass to determine the direction.

But what Lin Feng didn't expect was that the compass started to malfunction at this moment, and the pointer began to move randomly.

Lin Feng glanced around and said helplessly, "It seems that the magnetic field here is very strong, so we have to mark the trees from time to time."

"Okay, Mr. Lin, I'll do it now."

As Da Zhuang was speaking, he would occasionally use the machete in his hand to cut the thickened tree as a mark.

But what Lin Feng never expected was that even so, they still got lost in the end.

"Mr. Lin, why do we always seem to be going around in circles in the same place?"

Da Zhuang was standing under a crooked tree, touching the scar on the tree, panting with exhaustion and speaking in despair.

At this time, Lin Feng looked around and his brows began to frown.

But at this moment, Lin Feng's expression suddenly changed...