doomsday escape

"Only six people?"

Hearing this, Dean Zhang seemed to be relieved. The six people were easy to deal with, but Wang He's next words really shocked her a lot.

"Yes, one machine gunner, two snipers, two assaulters, plus me, a scout, and an armored vehicle. This is the standard configuration." Wang He's expression was very relaxed, and he didn't look like he was lying at all.

Dean Zhang panicked. With this configuration, the two snipers alone were not something that the people here could deal with. What's more, there was also an armored vehicle. There were more than ten people like him who had no ability to resist.

"You're lying!" A little man suddenly jumped out, pointed at Wang He and shouted, turned to Dean Zhang and said: "Dean, this kid doesn't have a gun on his body, he just carries two knives and a motorcycle.

How can a car have such powerful firepower?"

Wang He took a closer look, wasn't he the one who stole his motorcycle? He opened his mouth and burst into laughter.

"Why are you laughing? Are you feeling guilty?" The car thief thought he had exposed Wang He and asked contemptuously.

"I laughed at you for being mentally retarded. Looking at the way you ride, you seem to know a bit about motorcycles. Let me ask you, have you ever seen a motorcycle modified like that?"

"Uh..." The bike thief was speechless for a moment. Indeed, he knew motorcycles and had ridden many bikes before the disaster, but he had never seen that type of motorcycle, let alone a language assistance system.

, and various incredible driving modes.

"That doesn't prove that you are telling the truth. If you are really a soldier, how could you not have a gun?" The car thief insisted on this point, and Dean Zhang also turned his attention to Wang He to see how he would explain.

Wang He smiled and said in a relaxed tone: "Don't you know that zombies have average vision and poor sense of smell, but their hearing is the best? As a scout, I fired a shot and was immediately surrounded by zombies.

Why are you still doing reconnaissance?"

After a pause, he looked at the car thief again: "You stole my motorcycle. Didn't you see the arrows in the box? When our scouts perform reconnaissance missions, the standard equipment is military crossbows. What idiot would do that?

Shooting around zombies?”

There were a lot of arrows in the motorcycle's saddlebag. Wang He was reluctant to throw them away. He originally planned to find the materials to make a bow, but he didn't expect to use them here. He was sure that they couldn't tell the difference between bows and arrows and crossbows.

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The car thief was speechless. There were indeed arrows in the motorcycle, and there were quite a lot of them. However, he then asked sharply: "I haven't seen your crossbow yet. Don't tell me that it depends on the little one on your arm."

This thing can shoot arrows that long."

Faced with the smug accusation, Wang He frowned and retorted: "You still have the nerve to say, if you hadn't stolen the car and broken the crossbow I hung on the motorcycle, do you think you could escape?"

Get to that town?”

The car thief was stunned. When he stole the car, he really didn't pay attention to whether there was a crossbow on the car. When Wang He said this, he was not sure and fell into silence for a while.

Dean Zhang had been staring at Wang He from beginning to end. As the director of a mental hospital, she could tell whether someone was lying or not by their micro-expressions.

But Wang He's acting was so similar that although there were signs of lying, he was still not sure which ones were true and which ones were false. After thinking for a moment, Dean Zhang took out a plastic bottle filled with white

The powder was shaken towards Wang He.

"What's this?"

Wang He was so suddenly asked by her that his eyes turned from the car thief to Dean Zhang's hand. When he saw the plastic bottle, his expression changed and he became panicked, and then pretended to be nonchalant.

"It's nothing, just seasoning..." Wang He looked as if nothing had happened, but his frequent glances at the plastic bottles could not be concealed from a professional like Dean Zhang.

"Seasoning? You bring such a big bottle of seasoning?"

"You haven't noticed that all the food I brought is dry food, and it's all tasteless. The military is also in a difficult situation now, and it's not so easy to collect food outside. It's normal to bring bottles of seasoning."

Wang He made some quibbles, and his far-fetched excuses sounded like lies. Dean Zhang carefully observed the white powder in the bottle. Some of these particles were very broken, and some looked like the shell of something.

It doesn't look like a condiment or even an artificial product.

"Dean Zhang, my mission is to rescue you. As for the things you have done, the military will not care. There is a shortage of professionals like you now. Your treatment is much better than that of us soldiers, and the vaccine research has been successful."

Yes, you have the right to receive the injection first."

Seeing her looking at the contents of the bottle, Wang He hurriedly tried to persuade her, trying to divert her attention, but this made Dean Zhang more and more curious about the contents of the bottle.

These words did not arouse the interest of Dean Zhang, but they made other people present think. A thin black man wearing glasses suddenly opened his mouth and asked: "There are so many of us, and you are just an armored vehicle. How can we save it?"

Shall we go back?"

"You? We only saved her, the others are not our mission targets." Wang He spread his hands and said, "But we will arrange for people to rescue you after we go back."

"Fart, the people in their military only have dry food to eat. They are definitely not willing to part with food to save us. One more person means one more mouth. They will not care about useless people like us."

"right!"

"That makes sense!"

The words of the man with glasses immediately resonated with the people around him, and the crowd gathered around him excitedly. Seeing this, Dean Zhang hurriedly stopped everyone. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Wang He shouting.

"Dean Zhang, protect me quickly. If I die, our team will definitely not save you. You will starve to death here like these beggars!"

It's okay that he didn't say it. As soon as he said this, it was like a bowl of water was poured into a frying pan. The crowd exploded. They swarmed up and surrounded Wang He and beat him up. Fortunately, no weapons were used, otherwise he would have been killed on the spot.

I can cut him into pieces.

Dean Zhang and the two strong men coaxed and frightened the crowd before they dispersed. It was obvious that these people were still afraid of her. Maybe Dean Zhang usually bullied these people.

"That's enough. Can't you tell that this guy did it on purpose? There is no truth at all. Even if there is rescue, I will not abandon you. Don't worry!" Dean Zhang is indeed an expert in psychology and can see through it at a glance.

Wang He's plan to alienate them.

But what she didn't know was that Wang He had anticipated all this, and he deliberately provoked the anger of these people just because when he looked around, he noticed an iron nail in the corner behind him.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of being beaten, Wang He seemed to be rolling and crawling to avoid it, but in fact, in order to roll to the iron nail, he squeezed the nail tightly with the palm fixed by the restraint. In order not to be discovered, he

He even drove the nail deep into his arm.

This restraint was very strong, and Wang He tried his best not to break free, but it was different after he poked a hole with a nail. The place where the nail penetrated the flesh had already dug a small hole with his fingers, and he was beaten.

Shi was also injured, and the blood stains perfectly covered up the existence of the holes.

Wang He lay on the floor and pretended to moan, covering up the tearing sound of the fabric as the hole expanded. This seemed to have annoyed one of the two strong men, so he kicked him hard in the stomach, just in time.

Let the Wanghe River expand a bit more.

He burst out laughing suddenly. Dean Zhang snorted coldly, walked up to Wang He and said sternly: "Stop pretending, be honest, what is in this bottle?"

"Hey, I advise you not to open it. It contains materials for making vaccines, which are difficult to collect."

As soon as Dean Zhang saw Wang He's expression, he knew that what he said was of course a lie. He sneered disdainfully, unscrewed the bottle cap, poured some into his hand, twisted it, and dared to speak with a puzzled expression.

Wang Heyin laughed and jumped up suddenly.

Wang He knew from the beginning that his lies would not escape the eyes of Dean Zhang. He stepped into the trap step by step and waited for this moment to come. When he saw the cap of the plastic bottle unscrewed by the other party, he jumped up suddenly.

He kicked the bottle and the white powder in the bottle immediately spread all over the room.

Long before the kick, Wang He had already held his breath. The white powder was the feather powder that has a strong hallucinogenic effect on parrots. In an instant, everyone in the room except Wang He inhaled a large amount of it.

Hallucinogens.

For a moment, everyone was stunned. The hallucinogenic effect of the feather powder was instantaneous. Wang He seized the opportunity and rushed out of the door quickly. He dug his fingers into the holes in the restraints and tore them with all his strength before finally breaking free.

Got bound.

He threw off his tattered clothes, patted the feather dust off his body, and then took a deep breath of air.

He was completely naked and couldn't find his clothes for a while. He found the stairs based on the general direction and jumped downstairs after a few steps. Only then did he realize that he was already on the first floor. He didn't have time to think too much and went straight to him and sneaked in.

ran to the room.

Someone upstairs who had inhaled less feather powder had woken up and followed the sound. When he saw Wang He entering a room, he chased after him without hesitation. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Wang He jumping out of the window.

A few people screamed in anger. They just leaned down to the window and looked out. They saw a corpse-clawed spear swiping in front of them. Four heads fell to the ground with a "clack", and blood spurted out from the cavity. Wang stood under the window sill.

He was soaked all over his body.

He held eight throwing guns in his hand, turned back into the window, stepped on several corpses and strode inside. He wanted to kill all these demons who enslaved others.

More and more people woke up, and they chased him with weapons in hand. Wang He stopped hiding and stood on the first floor waiting for them. His naked body was covered with blood, like an evil ghost returning from hell.

, prepare to harvest these evil spirits and monsters.

The person who just came down brandished a machete and rushed forward. He was stabbed to death by Wang He. The person behind him was stunned for a moment and stopped suddenly. Unfortunately, it was too late. The sharp corpse claws directly opened his abdomen.

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With two moves and two lives, the crowd panicked again. More than ten people were so frightened by him that they turned around and ran away. Wang He did not chase after him immediately, so he threw the eight-handled spear "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"