Chapter 1157 Story Of Weng Lan-Provocation
Rutya was cowardly in his heart, but his emotions were unstable. There were zombies outside. He felt that he was suppressing his pain and wanted to go out. This proved that he did not have any intelligence or reason when he was hot-headed. What would a man with a mental imbalance do in a crisis? He would only resist with all his might like a pig that was about to be killed!
When Ayers pounced on him with a knife, Weng Lan shouted softly in a suppressed voice, "Be careful, he wants to kill you!"
At this time, Rutya panicked. In order to protect himself, he used the saber in his hand to forcefully stab forward, then retracted it, and then stabbed it again, randomly assassinating him.
Ayers really didn't expect Lu Te Ya to have the guts to attack him. As a result, he stabbed his saber into his abdomen and almost shouted out in pain. However, when he thought of the zombies outside, he only snorted in the end.
Weng Lan's expression darkened.
Dogs and wolves are obviously different.
Wherever the wolf went, it wanted to take the other party's life, make it food, and control all the rhythms.
As long as the dog was forced to be anxious, it would eventually jump off the wall!
Ayers' eyes were bloodshot and he felt extremely depressed.
He had actually fallen to the point of rebelling against his relatives, and this Lu Te Ya actually wanted to kill him.
What should we do? Ignore it? He, Ayers, wasn't that kind of person!
Hmph, since that's the case, then don't let it go. Anyway, Lutea is going to defect to the other party. When the time comes, there will be another person in front of him, and he will be hard to deal with!
Damn it, he must get rid of that oriental woman. She's the one who did all this!
As Ayers thought this, he had already pounced on Luther's body. Then, he pressed down on his mouth with one hand and stabbed the knife into his body with the other.
This was Lu Te's first move. He, Ayers, was also a person with anger. So killing him was at most self-preservation. In the future, even if he went to court, he would still have something to say.
At this moment, Weng Lan had already closed the window in front of her and locked it. At the same time, she pushed out the wardrobe in the room to top it. Afterwards, she quickly pushed over the sofa, bed, and desk, overlapping them together to keep the top of the window airtight. Only then did she pull Elvis and Juliet back to her room.
Elvis said somewhat unwillingly, "They are fighting. I think we should stop them!"
"I can't stop them. Didn't you see that they all used knives? Furthermore, when they saw blood, zombies were very sensitive to blood, so the backyard would soon be packed with zombies!"
"Heavens! Then what should we do?" Juliet was too lazy to care about the lives of those two people.
"It's fine! We're trapped anyway. We can climb up to the roof. There's a lot of space there for us to hide! And I think the rescue workers should be here soon. Our backyard is full of zombies. They should be a clear target. The rescue workers will find out what's going on here immediately. It might be a good thing."
"Why? Why did you give them a knife?" Elvis finally had doubts in his heart. However, he could not understand the crux of the matter.
Because this woman really didn't seem to have done anything, she just threw a knife that she wanted to give Ruthia, but Ayers picked it up. She then reminded Ruthia to be careful and told him to knock Ayers unconscious. She also reminded him that there was a knife on his waist.
These words were awkward. Perhaps she was too anxious, that was why she spoke nonsense.
Just knock someone unconscious and use your fist. Why do you still need a knife? That's right, you can only kill people with a knife, how could you knock them unconscious? She must be too nervous, that's why she shouted!
Could she have done this on purpose? Probably not. Everything happened too suddenly and too coincidentally. How could she have seen through everything beforehand? Unless she knew Ayers and Ruthia very well, she could judge their thoughts and actions according to their temperament.
Obviously, she didn't know the two men, because they didn't know each other at first.
Even he didn't know much about Ayers and Ruth's pressure, so all of this was probably just a coincidence.
"I just want to help Ruthia. Ah, I didn't expect to help her. I'm sorry! We can only protect ourselves now!" Weng Lan answered Elvis' question.
As they spoke, the three women had already returned to Weng Lan's previous room and blocked the door with the wardrobe.
Weng Lan moved the dressing table onto the bed and carried Xiao San out of the wardrobe. This kid was sleeping soundly.
Weng Lan took the lead and climbed onto the dressing table. She put the child up through the ceiling hole above, and then climbed up herself.
"Hurry up, there is a lot of space here, we can hide in a corner, as long as the house does not collapse, even if the zombies rushed into the house we should not be found. Don't think that being surrounded is a terrible thing. As long as the rescue comes and makes a noise outside, the zombies will be attracted over. So all we have to do is wait. Hold on! And wait! "
Without much time to think, Juliet and Elvis could only follow Weng Lan up to the roof, then move through the space in the ceiling, and finally reach a corner.
Weng Lan looked at Elvis and pushed Xiao San into her arms.
"Hey, can you hold him for me?"
Elvis's mind was disrupted. He really didn't expect that this woman would actually let him carry such a precious child. Was this considered a kind of luck?
He gently took the child over. Actually, there was a skylight in the corner of the canopy. This was already a storage room.
Elvis could use the light outside to see the child's face clearly. It was a very cute little fellow.
Trust usually begins with one side being put down.
When Weng Lan put down her child, it was the same as putting down the bottom line in front of the other party. Naturally, it would be easier to accept and believe her.
After carrying the child to Elvis, Weng Lan quickly moved back to the place near the backyard. She could only hear the howls of zombies and Ayers's miserable screams.
Looks like he didn't manage to escape by luck. He was already surrounded and eaten by the zombies that rushed over from outside.
In other words, it was true that zombies were sensitive to blood.
Weng Lan pursed her lips, feeling a little sad in her heart.
She actually didn't want to do that, but she was afraid that Ayers would ruin her life.
Now, everything was over. He had obtained a companion and understood the dangers. The rest was to wait.
Qin An, where the hell are you? Your woman has already started to turn bad. She has already killed several people! What should we do? What was she supposed to do?
In the face of the struggle of humanity, Weng Lan wanted to protect her heart. She was very similar to Qin An in this aspect. Perhaps it was precisely because of this latent ability that she would not show until a special moment. Let them be in tune and fall in love like that.
In the real world, no one really knows who you are. You will never know what you can do because the framework of society has put you in a fixed position. Even if you have talent, you can't show it! This was reality, a reality even more cruel than the apocalypse!