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Chapter 84 84 Is there any smoke?

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    When she was cornered, she burst out with amazing courage and extraordinary calmness. She enjoys killing, and Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't understand her enjoyment of killing?  Obviously, a little sheep who was afraid of zombies suddenly transformed into a lioness?

    And Susie, although Susie lowered her head, but her trembling body betrayed her, Zhang Xiaoqiang understood Susie's thoughts, the jealousy of a weak person seeing his companion become a strong one.  But he couldn't figure out why Su Xi would show jealous eyes to Yuan Yi, he really couldn't imagine that a weak little woman would have such hair-raising eyes.

    Yang Ke'er is the little girl Zhang Xiaoqiang is least worried about. She is a little heartless, but her biggest advantage is that she is heartless. She doesn't worry about anything, as long as she is happy, this is even more important in the last days.  It's rare, at least Zhang Xiaoqiang has never seen Yang Ke'er's heartfelt smile on the faces of survivors in the last days. Watching Yang Keer smile at him is one of his few enjoyments in the last days.

    Of course there is also Zhang Xiaoqiang himself. He seems to have forgotten how desperate he was to survive at home, and how he took risks for a few cabbage. After killing d2 by luck, he became arrogant.  He didn't refuse Yuan Yi's service, but enjoyed it grandiosely with the excuse of 'seeing this is the weak'.

    When Yuan Yi killed the d-type zombies with his bare hands, Zhang Xiaoqiang was hit hard. He suddenly realized that he was nothing without a weapon. Maybe he could kill one or two ordinary zombies and face d-type zombies.  The zombie himself didn't have the courage, at that moment Zhang Xiaoqiang realized that this weak little sheep had left him far behind.

    It seemed reckless and dangerous for Yuan Yi to fight the d-type zombies with his bare hands.  But under Yuan Yi's careful calculation, the d-shaped zombies couldn't survive a single round.  Watching the d-shaped zombies flying up and down and then being trampled to death by Yuan Yi like a cockroach, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt very sore, he was jealous, he was jealous of a female slave, especially when Yuan Yi looked at him, he had a kind of look at the girl in front of him.  The idea of ??a woman's utter destruction.

    In the end Yuan Yi backed down, and Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't bear it anymore. He felt that he was jealous of a woman who was worthless, so he helped Yuan Yi take a bath, which was also a kind of compensation for Yuan Yi. He even gave her the pistol.  Apart from accepting her, maybe he wanted to force himself not to think about using weapons to face those unknown risks.

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    Yuan Yi is not used to speaking proactively, and after opening his mouth, he doesn't know whether to continue or not.

    "What?" Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't hear clearly.

    "Do you have any cigarettes? Yes, yes, can you give" After talking for a long time, Zhang Xiaoqiang handed her a pack of giant pandas.

    "Keep it!" Zhang Xiaoqiang said, looking at Zhonghuo in front of him.

    Yuan Yi hung a cigarette in her mouth, then took off the cigarette lighter and lit it. She coughed repeatedly after taking a puff, but she didn't put down the cigarette in her hand, and then took another puff.  She slowly exhaled smoke rings, as if remembering something.

    Zhang Xiaoqiang's mood still didn't calm down, the more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, he turned his head to look at Yuan Yi and said, "How many hands have you learned?"

    Yuan Yi nodded: "I learned some Sanshou abroad before. I learned it from an old man in Chinatown. He didn't tell me his name. People there call him Old Man Liu."

    Yuan Yi was not used to it when she arrived in the UK. She always liked to go shopping in Chinatown. Looking at the familiar skin color and listening to the familiar language, the wanderer's injury will be slightly indifferent. Gradually, she also made many friends, and she was fine.  Like to communicate with new friends.  Until she saw an old man with white eyebrows and hair trying to open the door with a lot of things, Yuan Yi stepped forward to help.

    During the contact, the old man knew that Yuan Yi was from Shanghai, and immediately became excited.  The old man¡¯s surname is Liu, and he is also from Shanghai. He came to the UK with his family during a special period. He always wanted to go back to Shanghai. Unfortunately, he lost contact with his relatives in Shanghai, and he was single and it was inconvenient to travel. He could only recall his childhood  The hometown in memory.

    Yuan Yi and Old Man Liu also got acquainted, and Yuan Yi felt sorry for this lonely old man, and would go to him to accompany him if he had nothing to do. One day, Old Man Liu was practicing Sanshou at home, and when he saw Yuan Yi coming over, he asked her if she would like to  Willing to learn, Yuan Yi saw the hope in old man Liu's eyes and did not refuse.

    In fact, old man Liu doesn't know much. They are all passed down from his family, that is, some joint skills and throwing techniques. However, his few moves are more dangerous, and his moves may cause people to be disabled. Old man Liu  After teaching Yuan Yi, he warned again and again not to make casual moves.

    ? When Yuan Yi returned to China, he no longer practiced, and he had never played hands with others, so he was naturally not proficient. After the end of the world, he was worried every day and never thought that what he learned would be useful.  Until this time when he was cornered by the d-type zombies, and the hammer in his hand was useless, he naturally threw away theThe back fall learned before was used.

    Zhang Xiaoqiang was silent. He was thinking about how to let Yuan Yi teach him Sanshou. He found that cold weapons are more useful than firearms in the apocalypse. The sound of a gun will attract nearby zombies.  It's the kind of elite fighter who touches guns every day. It's no wonder that ordinary people who have never seen guns can shoot accurately.

    But cold weapons are different, if there is no noise, it will not attract zombies from a distance. If you don¡¯t need bullets, you will not be afraid of running out of ammunition. The most important thing is that you need courage to use cold weapons.  You won't panic, so you won't make some mistakes that look ridiculous but can kill you.  Zhang Xiaoqiang had never touched firearms before, and he had been fighting with cold weapons since the first time he was fighting for a few cabbages. Looking back, he found that the prisoner who used cold weapons was much stronger than the prisoner who used hot weapons.

    Cold weapons will break and be damaged.  At this time, your own skills will be reflected, and hand-to-hand combat is different from holding a cold weapon against the enemy. What is needed is not your ability to master the weapon, but the judgment and calmness of the opponent.  Because you are a weapon yourself, you can't rush to attack your opponent recklessly, or you will lose both if you are not careful.

    Only when you are completely calm and find out the opponent's reality, can you find the flaw and kill it with a fatal blow. Chinese kung fu uses static braking to achieve this, so there is a saying of being as quiet as a virgin and moving like a rabbit, but karate skills are not easy to practice.  Yes, it requires the accumulation of experience, at least not like practicing assassination, where you can kill zombies like chickens like chickens after hundreds of thousands of assassinations out of thin air.

    At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang's male chauvinism made it difficult for him to open his mouth. He couldn't do it even if a man humbly begged him in front of a woman, even if he ordered him to do so, alas!  It's not good to beg for help!

    Zhang Xiaoqiang looked out of the car window in annoyance. This place is not far from the small village where Xiaosan was rescued that day. Thinking of the first time he saw thousands of zombies gathered together that day, he still had some lingering fears. Suddenly, he felt that there was no place to put the preserved meat in his car.  ?  Isn't there a small yard behind the auto repair opposite the oil depot last time?

    "Crackling" the two cars stopped at the door of the auto repair shop, Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped out of the car and walked towards the repair shop, last time he was in a hurry to save people and didn't look carefully, he pulled the tires and ran away, the courtyard was just Zhang Xiaoqiang cleaning up the zombies  Accidentally glanced at it, even He Wenbin and the others didn't know about it.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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