C28 clandestine birth

The clay figure stood at the mouth of the alley, looking coldly at us.

Mr. Zhao was like a policeman grabbing a thief as he escorted me there. It was then that I noticed that he was dressed in bright clothes, as if they were made of foil from the shop.

In that instant, I suddenly understood what Mr. Zhao was thinking. This... Is it feasible?

I am a little suspicious of Mr. Zhao's disguise, and the clay figure in front of me obviously doesn't believe me either. Only the Mr. Zhao remained, filled with confidence. While escorting me forward, I would occasionally give him a kick, cursing under my breath, "Be more obedient."

The alley was narrow, and the clay figure was tall and completely in our way. Mr. Zhao braced himself and came to the front of the clay figurine. He knocked my head with his fist and said to the clay figurine: "I got one. "You get out of the way, I'll catch something else."

The clay figure did not move, and showed signs of calling for help.

The Mr. Zhao became anxious and said, "You don't believe me? I'll kill him now and show you. "

My heart lurched. Because I know he can do it. Aren't these people asking us to act together so that they can use us as a shield?

Soon after, the Mr. Zhao took out a blade and wiped it on my neck.

I reached out to cover my neck, but I couldn't hold on. My body swayed a couple of times and I fell to the ground. I feel a little cold because I'm losing too much blood and my body temperature is decreasing.

But I don't want to close my eyes. I want to see if Mr. Zhao, this great villain, can escape from this calamity.

He walked up to the clay man with a flattering smile and said, "Look, I killed this kid."

He looked at the blade in his hand, anxious to hide. Then the clay figure moved.

The mud man's speed was not fast, but Mr. Zhao could not react in time. The blade was taken away by the clay figure and cut onto Mr. Zhao's neck.

I saw his body twitch and then collapse beside me.

I smiled at him and said, "Yes."

Then I closed my eyes.

At first, I was scared because I was going to die. Then I was relieved, because I remembered that I was dreaming. But then I began to be afraid, because I didn't know what it would be like to die in a dream.

After lying on the ground for a long time, I suddenly came to my senses. I was still conscious.

Therefore, I tried to open my eyes only to find that I was still lying inside the alley. Mr. Zhao was standing beside me, observing me with great interest.

I crawled up and touched my neck. There was no wound at all, and when I looked at the Mr. Zhao again, he was not injured.

Mr. Zhao pointed to the two paper men on the ground: "I helped you to become a substitute."

The two paper men were the size of hands and had been cut out of paper. Now their necks were half broken.

Mr. Zhao stood at the mouth of the alleyway and looked left and right, then said: "Alright, we can go now."

I asked Mr. Zhao, "Where's the mud man from before?"

The Mr. Zhao laughed, "That guy thought we were dead and went to chase after the others."

Then he took me and ran quickly to a house.

There were no guards at the entrance of the mansion. It was unknown whether they had been killed or not. We followed the map given by the Old Shay and headed straight to the back of the house, where we saw the eighteen coffins placed in the courtyard.

There were already ten people waiting there, including the Old Shay.

We asked around and found out that there were guards at the entrance, but they were killed by Old Shay and the rest. As for what happens when the living dead arrive and discover that the guards are missing, we can't care less.

Mr. Zhao and I joined the fray and waited for a while. The sky was about to brighten.

The Old Shay said, "The other people might not be able to come, so let's go by ourselves. "Open the coffin."

The few of us were eager to try, to get all the tools we could find, and to pry open the coffin.

Inside each of the coffins was a young girl in her prime. She was tightly tied up by a red rope and was unable to move. When I saw them, I saw the crabs inside the supermarket.

It turns out that men are lustful at all times. Even at such a critical moment, we carefully helped them out instead of throwing them out.

The Old Shay said to the Mr. Zhao, "We cannot keep these beauties. When the living dead see them outside the coffin, they will open it and examine it. "

Mr. Zhao asked, "What do you think?"

Old Shay sighed: "What thoughts can I have? Either they die, or we die. These people deserve to die. We came all the way here to help, but we ended up getting implicated by them. Now that they've helped us, it's only right for them to do so. "

Mr. Zhao said, "Just say it directly."

Old Shay pointed to the corner of the wall: "There's a well there. The well is very deep. "

The meaning of this was too clear. Pushing a person into the well was like pushing a ghost.

When the girls heard this, their faces were filled with fear. Some of them lowered their heads as tears streamed down their faces.

Some of them jumped to a tree and rubbed their bodies against it. At first, I thought the beautiful women were itchy, but then I noticed that they had torn their clothes to reveal their white bodies.

Skin like creamy fat, skin like white jade. Skin... Actually, I didn't touch it, and I don't know what to do with it.

A man could be a pervert, but a group of men could only be gentlemen. Very sad.

These beauties were wearing tattered clothes, and they looked at us pitifully. They were luring.

I thought it was funny. Women, especially beautiful women. Even when they say that what they get is not about the body. However, at this point, what he trusted the most was still his body.

But they had forgotten. Life and death were at stake right now. Who would be willing to use their own lives to achieve their lecherous heart? Furthermore, time was of the essence, and even if he became a Protector, he would not be able to take advantage of the situation in front of everyone's eyes.

However, there was such a wood that was moved. A little brother stood up and said, "I'll go into the well and let her into the coffin."

The middle-aged man beside him flew into a rage, "Idiot. Do you think you're a hero? She will live, she will be grateful to you on the surface, and in her heart, she will call you a fool. "

This was a little despicable.

The young girl did not explain because her mouth was sealed and she could not speak.

The little brother shook his head. "She won't scold me. She's my big sister."

We were both silent.

The middle-aged man slowly said, "If these women are taken away by living corpses, they will become new living corpses in the Hades. I suggest we kill them before more people get hurt. "

Neither of us moved. We planned all the details, but we forgot to count our kindness.

I whispered, "They were quite pitiful. They didn't recruit anyone, didn't offend anyone, and just died. It's such a pity."

The middle-aged man said, "If we hadn't come, they would have died long ago. We have given them an extra month. They have already earned that sum. "

After that, he took out a knife and wanted to kill each of these young girls with one blow.

The little brother begged, "Aren't you very capable? After you guys go out and kill those living corpses, doesn't that mean my sister doesn't need to go to Hades? "

The middle-aged man shook his head, "After we leave this place, we'll try our best to escape, but there's still a slim chance of survival. You want to kill them? We will all die. "

The middle-aged man had already walked up to the young lady and was about to make his move. Mr. Zhao stopped him.

He patted the man on the shoulder and said, "Old Yao. Say, Old Li, Old Wang, Old Cheng, how did they die? "

The middle-aged man called Old Yao was stunned for a moment before he said, "We were killed by a live corpse."

Mr. Zhao then asked, "Then why were they killed by the live corpses?"

Old Yao pointed at the girls and said, "Isn't it all to save these scum?"

Mr. Zhao laughed bitterly: "That's right, they were originally trash, but Old Li and the others used their lives to save these people, so they are no longer trash. If you kill them now, wouldn't Old Li and the others have died for nothing? "

Old Yao tapped his head with the handle of his blade and said: "Old Zhao, I know you can quibble. Don't beat around the bush like that. I don't care what kind of useless death we have, just by killing them, we'll be able to live. "

Mr. Zhao said, "How about this, Brother Hu and I will go into the well and free up the coffins for you guys."

I felt a little helpless. "Did you get my opinion? "Let me go into the well." But I didn't object, because I knew it was useless.

Old Yao counted with his fingers and said, "The coffin is still not enough."

Mr. Zhao said, "These girls are very thin and weak. The two of them could squeeze into a coffin. This way, you will have nine coffins to use. "

Old Yao said, "We have ten people."

Mr. Zhao pointed at the little brother who just stood out: "You died for your sister, do you dare?"

The little brother straightened his body. "You dare, why would I not dare?"

Mr. Zhao nodded at him, "Alright, then you can hide in the well with us."

The coffins were soon distributed, and the three of us covered them and nailed them. After all the preparations had been made, he went down into the well.

There is no water in this well, which is a good sign. It means we don't have to drown. We can live for a few more days.

When Mr. Zhao reached the bottom of the well, he just sat there in a daze, even dozing off while leaning on the wall of the well.

As for that young brother of his, he was trembling in fear. It seemed that he knew that he had given up his chance at survival.

The little brother shook his head.

"Do you regret it?" I asked.

Little Brother still shook his head.

I still wanted to say something, but Mr. Zhao shushed me and said, "He's here."

I cocked my head to one side and did hear the sound of a horse hissing.

Then came the angry shout, "The guards are gone, someone broke in. Look around to see if the person in the coffin is still there. "

Then there was the sound of a coffin being opened.

I felt a chill in my heart: I was finished. At the last moment, my efforts were in vain.