Chapter 145

Lu Ziming looked up at the luxurious township government building in front of him. He suddenly jumped out of the car and jumped high. He waved his corpse chopper and slashed it on the neck of a zombie, leaving only one sentence: wait here, and then rushed into the building with the knife.

Qin Feng looked at Lu Ziming foolishly. His Adam's apple purred, and a sentence came out of his throat: "what a violent breath!"

Hu Wei leaned lazily against the car, holding a sniper gun in his arms, holding a cigarette in his hand. He took a long puff and said: "After the outbreak of the virus, I was afraid and anxious. I hid in my room and didn't dare to come out. One night, I sneaked out looking for food. I saw a man looking for food like me. I rushed up from behind and killed him. Do you know why?"

Qin Feng shook his head. He didn't know what Hu Wei wanted to say?

"That man is a bully in our community. Our family set up a stall on the street and he came to collect protection fees. At that time, I dared not say anything, because he was the urban management in our area. At that time, I thought that one day I would kill him, and then let me get what I wanted. I understand commander Lu's mood now. He has been depressed for too long and needs to vent. He will be depressed sooner or later It's okay. "

About a cup of tea, Lu Ziming came out of the building with a bloody corpse chopper. He looked a little decadent. His eyes were empty and seemed to collapse.

"Dispose of the zombie and burn the building to me!"

Qin Feng just wanted to open his mouth and say something. Hu Wei pulled him aside and stopped him with his eyes.

"Company commander Lu, smoke a cigarette. It's all in the past. There's nothing you can't put down."

Lu Ziming threw away the corpse chopper, took the cigarette and took a hard puff. The cigarette stayed in his lungs for a long time before slowly spitting out. His eyes were still the same blood red.

"I know, but I need to vent. If I don't vent, it's difficult to suppress my anger. People always have to be capricious all their life. They always let reason control their feelings. They will go crazy one day."

Wang zhaohuai came out of the car with a border collie in his arms. The border collie grew very fast and had been a foot long. When he saw Lu Ziming, he immediately buried his head in Wang Zhao's arm.

"You scared Xiao Hei again," Wang Zhao stroked the border shepherd in his arms. "Since you don't like it, why do you keep Xiao Hei?"

When Chang Yan left, she gave one of the border shepherds to Lu Ziming, hoping that he would think of himself when he saw Xiao Hei. As a result, Xiao Hei didn't dare to approach Lu Ziming at all.

"I'm too violent. It's normal for a dog to dare not approach because it knows human nature."

"In fact, I also want to rush in and kill all the zombies inside. My mother suffered from uremia and spent all the money at home. They took the opportunity to collect our mountain forest. My father would have no money to treat my mother. I hate them and hate to eat their meat and drink their blood, but all this has passed. Killing them will only make my violent spirit heavier, which is not worth it!"

"Nothing is not worth it. I have endured, been angry, hated and cried before. They took my parents' compensation and called it custody. But when I need money, they always push and hold back, as if the money is not mine, but theirs...!" Lu Ziming couldn't help crying. This is not only the discontent of sadness and hatred for many years, but also his hatred and resistance to reality.

I don't know how long it took, Lu Ziming's tears had already dried up, holding the car shaking and sobbing, as if there was a group of anger in his chest that never dissipated.

Looking at the burning township government building, the only thing you can feel is a kind of comfort, and a bad breath in your chest dissipates.

"Life" is illusory, but it shows its power all the time! It affects everyone.

Some people will pretend to be B and shout: my life is up to me, not from heaven, so they shout brilliantly, but die miserably.

Lu Ziming escaped from the mountain village and bumped all the way. When facing the zombie, he chose to escape and fight. All things came one after another, and gradually understood a truth, which is "life".

There are two kinds of "destiny", one is "destiny" Once you are born, you are doomed. No matter how powerful you are, you can't change your destiny, such as your parents, such as your date of birth, or your gender, except human demons and eunuchs. It is so powerful that you feel powerless and can't afford to change your mind. It can't resist. It can't start over again. At the same time, it is also very small, Small enough to exist in a moment, fast enough to die with the wind.

The other is "own life", or "this life", which is a person's real "life". It belongs to yourself from the time you were born, and never belongs to heaven, earth and gods.

It's like two separate doors around you. Go to the left, so your life starts from the left and goes to the right, so your life starts from the right. The person who dominates your destiny is not others, but yourself.

When someone is born, he or she has the power and money that others envy, but his or her life will also change. He or she will become a beggar or be executed as a criminal. On the contrary, maybe you are a civilian, an ordinary mole ant that others will not pay attention to, but you will also become a businessman on the rich side, or a high-ranking official in power, or compete for hegemony in the world.

"This life" has always been its own.

Complaining is just a way to shirk your responsibility and find yourself a psychological comfort or sympathy. It is a negative acceptance of fate, rather than an active struggle with fate.

Before the outbreak of the virus, he was just an ordinary mountain man. He went to school diligently and dreamed that one day he would be admitted to a famous university, and then find a comfortable job, go to work honestly, save every penny for every penny, wait until the first sum of money was saved, buy a house, carry a lifetime of debt and leave the poor mountain.

In order not to repeat the fate of their parents, but also to prevent their offspring from being discriminated against, they will marry a woman who is neither rich nor beautiful in the city. As long as she knows how to live one by one as well as herself, the last two will have a clever son or a lovely daughter, ... this is the life that ordinary people like myself should have, and it is also the most true portrayal of life.

However, everything disappeared. Two months ago, the virus from the sky destroyed all the original dreams and made a 180 degree turn. Is this your "destiny"?

Facts have proved once again that those tortoise bastards are forced out by "life". Life is like this, and technology is the same. They can use arrows, but they are not very strong, but they are forcibly forced out, and the guns can't use them. However, after shooting hundreds of shots a day, they can also skillfully use guns. Although they can't say that they can shoot without miss, they are not what they used to be.