His body jumped out of the window and fell straight down. The cold air flow shaved through his ears, and his originally sober brain was blurred.

Zhu Qingdong wanted to commit suicide with that pistol in the air. This idea comes from a movie I have watched, where the villain in it made such crazy actions. Only death can win the respect of his opponent. Zhu Qingdong didn't want to die inexplicably. He had to leave an indelible deep impression in his opponent's mind with practical actions.

The idea is good, but it is difficult to really do it. Especially when it is falling at high speed, it is really difficult to lift the gun and pull the trigger on the forehead. Zhu Qingdong didn't even have time to lift his arm, so he completed the action of falling from the air. He fell heavily to the ground, his thighs broke, and his shoulders hit the ground, his entire right shoulder collapsed, and there was a significant dent in his chest.

The pistol was thrown away from afar, and Zhu Qingdong couldn't use that weapon at all now. Pain, humiliation, and strong desire for revenge dominated their thinking. The dying Zhu Qingdong seemed to have been injected with stimulant, and he stood up from the ground with his uninjured leg, laughing wildly at Xie Kun like a madman.

"You still can't kill me. Everything here is mine, it's mine! I am the king here, and I still own it until I die. Even if you rob the farm, it will be a matter for the future! Hahahaha! I am the king... I am the real king here!"

Xie Kun had raised his pistol and aimed at Zhu Qingdong's eyebrows.

Hearing these words, he slowly put down his gun-holding hand, looked at Zhu Qingdong, who was covered in blood, inserted his pistol back into the holster, shook his head coldly, and turned around and left.

Zhu Qingdong is already crazy.

Whether it is the reason why he goes crazy is his brain injury when he jumps off the building or the stimulation caused by blood and cruelty before, it is no longer important.

For ordinary people, jumping off a building is actually a suicide. Although Zhu Qingdong failed to shoot himself during the jumping off a building, he was seriously injured and his internal organs were penetrated by broken bones. Most people may not be able to see it, but Xie Kun's murderous infectious body is clearer.

There is no need to be a waste of time with a madman who is about to die.

Since he thought this was his, and enjoying the last time of power in madness and chaos, he should leave this meaningless honor to him.

No matter what, Zhu Qingdong is a human being after all, not a vicious corpse.

Looking at Xie Kun's back gradually moving away, Zhu Qingdong suddenly lost the ability to control his body. He leaned back and fell to the ground, looking up at the dark sky covered with dark clouds. The light in his eyes was disappearing, but he kept murmuring softly: "...I didn't lose...I...This is mine... Everything is mine..."

In the distance, the captives were being taken on trucks by armed followers.

Xie Kun felt a hint of coldness on his face.

I reached out and my fingertips touched a little wet.

I looked up and saw snowflakes falling in the hazy sky. Not too many, but they were scattered, but they were a sign of the coming snow.

This is a cursed world.

I'm not alone.

I have friends.

Xie Kun has never felt loneliness as clearly as he is now, and also feels warmth.

Perhaps it is because of the comparison of the warm and cold stimulation brought by snowflakes.

But he believed that the dark cloud above his head would dissipate one day and the sun would eventually appear.

He lowered his head and looked at the land soaked in blood under his feet. Xie Kun showed a melancholy smile at the corner of his eyes and said to himself.

"Happy birthday."

...

Wusu City.

Fu Min liked today's dinner very much: it was a delicious sausage, a standard package of two kilograms, and the translucent casing felt very smooth. When you approach the nostrils, you could smell the rich aroma of pepper and garlic.

There are several types of sausages produced by food processing plants. According to the needs of different customers, the number of sausages and sausages is the largest. Especially the latter, which is very popular among customers. Fu Min also likes sausages, especially the fresh products that are filled with very tight meat filling, stirring all kinds of seasonings evenly, and fermenting naturally for no more than half a month.

Everyone has different understandings of food. Some people think that ** can be eaten after being prepared on the day, while others like to place ** in a cool and ventilated position for several months. But Fu Min likes to steam ** in a pot, cut it with a knife and then eat it. He especially likes to wrap it with crispy and tender lettuce leaves, just like the country where Tai Chi patterns are used as the national flag in peacetime.

The cross-section of the pink sausage looks very appetizing. The meat paste that absorbs a lot of moisture during steaming is scattered on the vegetable leaves, sticky and like mud. However, the taste and taste are not picky, and the whole pepper mixed with it is a bit troublesome. Occasionally, it is accidentally chewed, and immediately releases a very uncomfortable sense of anesthesia on the tip of the tongue and inside the mouth.

After eating, you need to exercise to exert your physical strength so that the nutrients accumulated in your body will be consumed as soon as possible so as not to accumulate into fat. This principle applies to humans and to evil corpses.

Yes, Fu Min is a vicious corpse, and only vicious corpse can obtain human sausages produced by food processing plants.

There is a lot of fun in this city.

The cinema has been built. Although the films are all old-fashioned products taken in peacetime, the ferocious corpses are very interested. They need to absorb more civilizations from the world that have destroyed the world and are learning to live like humans. Now, no matter in any commercial area in the city, you can see a wide range of goods. Neon lights illuminate the night, but the flow of people is not too much, and it is far less lively than in peacetime.

There is a gladiatorium in this city, which is a place of entertainment for evil corpses. In order to seek sensory cruelty and strong stimulation from adrenaline, evil corpses select the strongest people from human captives and throw them into the gladiatorium to compete with each other, just like those guys who claimed to be "civilization" in ancient Rome, exuding a pathological order in the indulgence carnival.

Fu Min called to make an appointment with his girlfriend.

It was a tall female corpse.

The light gray skin feels smooth, the curly hair looks messy and makes people feel cute. The genetic factors of human civilization can evaporate on it. Although they don’t understand the meaning of high heels and *******, they are very clear about the temptation of these clothing on male corpses. Big red lipstick is the favorite of all male and female corpses (whether male and female). Males like to see this color on female lips, females like to apply this color, and then see the hungry and strong desire for possession in male corpses’ eyes.

The body of the evil corpse is almost perfect. There is no body hair on the body and face, and there is even a small amount of hair between the legs and under the armpits. The gray-white skin has a sense of transparency, white teeth, and the slender limbs show an elegant and symmetrical proportion.

If you just look from the side or back, this is indeed a beautiful creature full of fantasy.

Vertical pupils and fangs completely destroy this beauty. No human will regard these two characteristics as synonyms of beauty. That means death and violence, cruelty and cruelty. No matter any country, race, any classics or legends, these two characteristics are regarded as products of demons. Vampires, ogres, bone gnawers, monsters who like rotten corpses... In short, that means evil and means being enemies with humans.

Fu Min likes his girlfriend very much. He himself can't tell when the concept of "love" came into being. His sharp fangs do not prevent two people from kissing. Through the entanglement between his tongue, he will produce unprecedented stimulation.

This is true every time you feel intimate. Perhaps, the hormone secretion of evil corpses is much more than that of humans and the demand is even stronger.

The girl had a father, and God knew when this strange concept of family appeared. However, the evil corpse obviously did not have the strict family management system for young girls in the human world in peacetime, and there was absolutely no such precept as "you must go home at 10 o'clock in the evening". After each intimate, Fu Min would always leave her own spray on the girl. The fishy smell was obvious, and the mottled residual traces could not be removed with a tissue.

The girl's father must have seen these things and smelled them. But it never made any comments on the relationship between her daughter and Fu Min.

Maybe it knows nothing.

Maybe it has no logical thinking about fertility and gender morality.

Perhaps in the eyes of the evil corpse, all this is normal.

Fu Min successfully made an appointment with his girlfriend as usual. The two of them... Oh, I said they were two evil corpses. They walked hand in hand on the street, and walked to the nearest commercial area and entered the brightly lit shopping mall.

This is a newly opened shopping mall, and all the clerks are human.

The doorman in a brand new uniform was behind her one hand, and she opened the glass door very diligently, bowed to Fu Min and its girlfriend, smiled enthusiastically on her face, and asked "Good evening" in the most humble tone.

A young woman in a short skirt walked up quickly and asked Fu Min whether she needed help. She was a shopping guide in the mall. Just like in the peace era, she took customers around the counters, and tried hard to brag about the exquisiteness of various goods... Of course, this situation can only be seen in the top luxury goods store.

Fu Min refused these services.

It is not interested in shopping, and the same is true for his girlfriend.

The devastated human world has left many relics of civilization. These include many guidebooks on "love", and even very clear images.

The specific origin seems to be a certain island country.

It is meaningless to talk about a world that has been destroyed, but the charm of the word "civilization" lies in its continuation. Especially the essence of it is really worth spending a lifetime of effort to explore and study.
Chapter completed!