Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

The eight sled dogs roared madly at Zhang Yi. The sound was particularly creepy, especially when they bared their teeth and had blood at the corners of their mouths.

It feels like these are not eight dogs, but eight extremely hungry jackals!

Zhang Yi felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

He wasn't afraid of people, but he was a little worried when he saw these mad dogs.

Because people get scared, but dogs don't.

The four men on the sled came over with their tools in hand and their dogs on a lead.

"Leave the car and the woman behind and get out!"

A man holding a hatchet in his hand shouted and cursed at Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi looked at them coldly, taking in the position of every person and every dog.

Then he quickly pulled out his pistol and pointed it at those people.

"Brothers, please give me a way! I don't want to cause any trouble, and don't come here to seek death!"

The black muzzle of a gun is obviously more intimidating than words.

When those people saw the gun, they all stepped back at the same time.

Zhang Yi pointed his gun to the side and asked, "Can you move aside?"

The four villagers from Xudong Village looked at each other, the hostility in their eyes remained unchanged.

In the end times, they have all taken lives and will not be easily frightened.

But they also don't want to die in vain.

A young man asked with a scoundrel look on his face: "Dude, where did you get your car and gun?"

Zhang Yi sneered, "It's inherited from my ancestors."

Several people were holding dogs and exchanging glances, as if they were discussing whether to retreat.

But after his eyes fell on the snowmobile and Zhou Haimei's face, that strong look of greed appeared again.

Snowmobiles are nowadays' top means of transportation, much better than dogs!

As for women, they need them too.

As the saying goes, when you are well fed and well clothed, you will think about sex. Once they solve the problem of food, another primitive desire will begin to occupy their brains.

It’s true that there are women in the village, but how can those village girls compare to a well-maintained star like Zhou Haimei?

The ruffian-looking man was called Xu Xingwang. He said to Zhang Yi with his hands in his pockets, "Brother, this is our Xudong Village territory! You thought it was okay, but we have to collect a toll."

He pointed at the snowmobile and Zhou Haimei.

"You have to keep one of the car and the woman!"

Zhang Yi didn't expect this group of people to be so wild. Did they think the gun in his hand was just a decoration?

He frowned, sneered and asked, "Can't you see I have a gun in my hand?"

The four people looked at each other. Although they were a little afraid, they did not retreat.

Who among those who can survive to this day and dare to bring a dog out is a good person?

In order to compete for food, they fought with the neighboring village countless times and were very brave.

Another thin man wearing a felt hat pointed at Zhang Yi and cursed, "Who the hell are you trying to scare? There are four of us and eight dogs. How many bullets do you have in your gun?"

"Leave the woman and the car behind, and I'll let you live! Otherwise, try it yourself!"

Zhang Yi's eyes grew colder and colder.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone on the river rushing towards him.

The river here is less than 100 meters wide, and Xujia Town is on the opposite bank.

If their people came over, they would quickly surround Zhang Yi.

By then, Zhang Yi will be able to protect himself, but the crazy pack of dogs may tear Zhou Haimei to pieces.

He took a quick breath.

You forced me to do this!

There was no need to talk anymore at this point. A pistol slipped from Zhang Yi's left hand.

He suddenly attacked, aiming his two guns at the four men's heads and firing four shots in succession!

The four men didn't even have time to struggle, and instantly fell to the ground with blood splattering from their heads.

Without anyone holding them, the eight dogs rushed towards Zhang Yi and Zhou Haimei, roaring!