Strong counterattack through the book

"Hey, you two, who are you? What are you doing here?" The person who asked the question was vigilant, and he was holding a broom stick as a weapon in his hand, which he unconsciously laid across his chest. Unfortunately, the stick It's plastic, like this, even ten sticks are not enough to look at in front of Mr. Zou Yan.

"Passing by." Before Wu knew the details of the other party, Xia Chen would naturally not confess to Lao Di easily... Well, even if he got to know him well, he would not easily confess to Lao Di. After all, there are some things that should be kept to save lives, right Anyone who is as cold as Zou Yan can be trusted.

"This neighborhood is not safe. There are no living people left. You guys leave quickly. It's getting dark. There are many zombies here at night." Advising them to leave quickly, the attitude, it sounds a bit sincere.

However, Xia Chen did not intend to accept this kindness.

Whether it is good or bad, it is true only if you have determined it yourself.

"Thank you, we understand." Xie Shi thanked him, but Zou Yan and Xia Chen didn't intend to leave immediately, they still stood still, staring coldly at the group of people in front of them.

The group of people in front of them, were they said to be refugees? They seemed to be much better than the group they met before. At least, they didn't look so embarrassed, but this didn't mean that these people must be good people.

On the face of a bad person, the word good person can also be written.

"Uncle Heng, I... I seem to recognize that child. He is the grandson of the old man of the Xia family. He seems to have gone to college in City C..." Suddenly, a hesitant voice came from the crowd, and Xia Chen's gaze Being attracted, a tall, thin, elegant man with glasses came out and walked to the front of the middle-aged uncle.

"Hey, Xia Chen, is your name Xia Chen? I am the son of your grandfather's colleague. I have been to your house, but you were only seven years old at that time, and you were still young..." The gentle man said in a rambling manner. In Xia Chen's mind, a memory flashed up. The original owner really had some impression of this gentle man.

"You are...Uncle Wen?" The old man of the Xia family does have a good colleague. Every year during the Chinese New Year, he would bring his son or grandson to visit. He also likes Xia Chen very much, and often sends him some carved by himself. For wooden works, the original owner has assembled a complete set of [-] zodiac signs.This gentle man is called Wenhua, and he came to Xia's house once with the old man of the Wen family.

"Hey! It's me! You... came back from City C? You've already been home?" Wen Hua showed surprise, and when he said "go home", he couldn't help but get stuck. For a while, he didn't know How should I proceed.

"Well, I cremated all the family members' corpses. When I have a chance, I will find a decent cemetery and bury them." The Xia family is a big family, even if not everyone in the family is as happy as they want, but The family love that blood is thicker than water is always there, and he is willing to do this last thing for them.

It should also be an explanation to the original owner!

"Oh, the disaster came too suddenly. My little nephew and I are the only ones left in my family. Xia Chen, if you have nowhere to go, you can go back with us first. At least there is a safe place to stay, so you don't feel like you are in trouble." I can’t sleep well. This neighborhood is very unsafe at night, and there are so many zombies that the living people can’t stay here.” Mentioning “zombies”, whether it’s talking about or listening to the surroundings, they all tremble uncontrollably, and their faces show Fear and indignation expressions.

The end of the world has destroyed everyone's life and made them unable to see the direction ahead.

"Okay." Xia Chen didn't say much, but just responded lightly. He could feel that the gentle man in front of him had no malice towards him, but he still had doubts about the death of the Xia family.

Could it be someone who did it wrong?