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    Just as Wang Lu sat down to take a breath, he immediately jumped up again as if he had been electrocuted.

    ? I turned my wrist and looked at my watch. It was already 9:22, well past the agreed time to call Chen Wei to report that I was safe.

    Wang Lu hurriedly turned on the phone. As soon as the display screen came on, a voice mixed with the background ionosphere buzzing noise came from the intercom:

    "Husband! Husband! Where are you?! Speak quickly! Husband! Husband!"

    It was Chen Wei, and her hoarse voice had already contained a cry.

    Wang Lu quickly pressed the call button: "I'm fine, I'm fine."

    But what came from the intercom was Chen Wei¡¯s cry: ¡°Husband! Husband! Where are you?!¡±

    Wang Lu was stunned. Could it be that the signal here is not good?  Chen Wei didn't receive it?  Suddenly I woke up again - it was clearly Chen Wei who kept pressing the call button - oh, this silly girl, you thought the intercom was a mobile phone. If you don't stop talking, I can't reply.  Wow, who forgot to tell Chen Wei and Wang Bi'an these common sense about walkie-talkies when they went down the mountain.

    She felt a little moved in her heart. Chen Wei must have turned on her phone and never turned it off. It was always calling.

    How much electricity is wasted?

    But now is not the time to worry about the battery.  Wang Lu had no choice but to press the call button from time to time and call twice, so as to catch up to Chen Wei's temporarily interrupted shouting.

    The two called each other for a while, and Wang Lu finally interrupted Chen Wei's call: "Wife! Wife!" A burst of screams came from the walkie-talkie, including Chen Wei's and Wang Bi'an's.

    "Dad! What happened to you? Mom and I were frightened to death!" It's Wang Bi'an!

    Wang Lu hurriedly replied: "I'm fine, nothing happened at all. I'm safe." Then he quickly continued: "Don't hold down the call button. After you finish speaking, you have to finish speaking. Release the call button before I can reply."  You guys. Finished."

    Chen Wei's voice finally came over again: "I called you for a long time and there was no reply. I was almost scared to death. If you don't call me, Wang Bi'an and I will go down the mountain to find you. Well, well, it's over."

    Wang Lu wiped his sweat, okay, this is a cocoon. If there were no walkie-talkies before, Chen Wei and Wang Bi'an would not be so anxious. But with walkie-talkies, it would be troublesome. It's like before when people didn't have mobile phones and only had landline phones, so they couldn't make calls.  It's nothing, but if you make a phone call, it always rings and no one answers, and the caller must go crazy, especially if the owner of the phone is your relative.

    Wang Lu said softly: "Don't worry, I'm safe. I was busy killing zombies just now." He paused: "I just killed a zombie and a zombie dog. Over."

    Before Chen Wei could say anything, Wang Bi'an rushed to say, "Dad is so awesome! It's over."

    Just as Wang Lu was about to reply, Chen Wei rushed over and said, "Hubby, are you really okay? Don't lie to us. It's over."

    Wang Lu quickly replied: "It's really okay. It was my fault. I forgot to call on time. I won't do it next time. Over."

    Chen Wei sniffed: "Hubby, be careful. It's over."

    Wang Lu paused: "I will take care of myself. Over." He thought for a while, then continued: "This call is over. Over."

    After turning off the intercom, Wang Lu couldn't help but feel a little exhausted. He sat down on the ground and waited for a while before he regained his strength.

    He staggered to the zombie, first recovered three arrows from the zombie, and then went to break the animal trap.

    When I opened the animal trap, I found that the sharp teeth of the trap had pinched the zombie's calf with only a layer of skin still attached.

    It¡¯s really good stuff.

    Wang Lu checked the animal trap over and over again. The workmanship was very rough. It was probably welded privately by some aluminum alloy door and window shop using scrap steel plates. The solder joints were not processed and were very hairy. There was no chrome plating or other anti-rust measures on the surface.  , the whole thing is stupid, big and black. The owner didn't bother to rinse it with water after using it last time. The clip was covered with yellow rust spots and dried mud.

    ¡°But just such a broken thing has become a big killer weapon for zombies.

    If you can put such a thing on the path that zombies must pass, killing zombies will not be as easy as killing mice.

    ¡° However, placing the animal trap among the zombies is a difficult level to solve.

    ¡°If I have the ability to fight into zombies with my bare hands, I won¡¯t need this beast trap.

    Wang Lu was worrying about gains and losses when he suddenly thought of an idea. In excitement, he slapped his head hard.

    You can¡¯t enter the zombie group, but you can attract them.

    If the mountain doesn¡¯t come, it¡¯s me. If I go, it¡¯s the mountain.

    At noon, on the main street in the center of Yinjiang Town, there were mourners in twos and threes.They wander aimlessly, unaware of where they come from or where they are going. The only thing that controls them is the desire to eat, raw meat, blood, and more raw meat and blood.

    A zombie suddenly stopped.

    Its rotten and mutilated nose twitched in the wind, as if something was irritating it.

    The zombie suddenly turned around and strode forward to find it.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? We walking towards a pebble on the street in a daze.

    A very ordinary stone, not much bigger than a matchbox.

    But for that zombie, this stone exuded the smell that most stimulated its nature - the smell of fresh blood.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? out out out of reach

    The stone suddenly moved.

    It "receded" 5 or 6 meters out of thin air.

    The zombie¡¯s brain can¡¯t understand this strange thing. Of course, it doesn¡¯t need to understand. If the food moves, then it can catch up.

    The zombies continued to stride forward.

    Once again, when the zombies were approaching Shizi, Shizi retreated again.

    The zombies chased the stones for more than a hundred meters and were already far away from the zombie group.

    This time, the stone stopped moving.

    The zombies rushed towards the stones on the ground.

    With a crisp sound, a beast trap bounced from the ground, clamping the zombie's legs tightly.

    Zombies have no sense of pain and no brains, but they will still struggle instinctively when they are hindered.

    This struggle had almost no effect. The animal trap was dragged by the zombies and only moved a little distance on the ground. The heavy steel base rubbed against the ground and made a harsh clicking sound.

    A burst of relaxed footsteps came from a side alley.

    The zombies were immediately attracted. It was a living person, a chubby living person that smelled of sweat.

    It jumped towards the visitor, but was immediately "pulled" by the animal trap.

    The visitor stopped one meter away from the zombie, raised the thing in his hand, and made a clang

    The zombies are dead, dead again, truly dead.

    Wang Lu stepped forward and took out the arrow that hit the zombie's head - if he missed the target at such a close distance, he could buy a piece of tofu and kill him head-on.

    Walked to the zombie, squatted down and picked up a stone.

    It is the stone that the zombies are chasing after.

    There was a thin layer of blood on the stones, the blood on Wang Lu¡¯s fingers.

    Wang Lu stretched out his hand and pulled out a line from the pebbles - a transparent fishing line.

    Very simple trick.

    But it¡¯s very effective.

    When Wang Lu was in elementary school, he often stuffed a ball of straw paper into an old empty wallet, tied it with a fishing line, and threw it in the streets where there were a lot of people coming and going.

    Someone will always pick up the wallet.

    At this time, Wang Lu, who was hiding in a nearby alley or behind a telephone pole, pulled out the fishing line.

    The fishing line is pulled behind, the wallet is running in front, and those who follow the wallet stupidly are greedy people.

    Whenever this happens, Wang Lu laughs until his stomach hurts.

    Now, the wallet has turned into stones, and the toilet paper has turned into blood.

    A harmless childish joke turned into a deadly trap.

    The only thing that remains unchanged is human nature.

    Zombies are indeed transformed from humans, with the same greed and stupidity as in human nature.

    Wang Lu was very happy.

    It¡¯s more convenient to kill zombies.

    He looked at the well-made crossbow in his hand, and then at the silly, big, black and thick animal trap on the ground.

    Suddenly, a feeling of laughter and tears welled up in my heart.

    What are you doing?

    The crossbow that he originally regarded as a divine weapon has now become useless.

    It might as well be more convenient to use a wood chopping knife.

    With the beast trap, long-range attacks are meaningless.

    Rather than shooting a crossbow against a zombie's head, it would be cleaner to use a wood chopper to decapitate the zombie.

    Using a crossbow to kill zombies is now just like taking off your pants and farting - unnecessary.

    "The words are rough, but the reasoning is not rough."

    ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ªI am the dividing line that appears for the first time¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª

    Fatty Wang knows that the dividing line detracts from the pleasure of reading for book lovers. The problem is that Fatty Wang has been running naked for a long time.  There are many book lovers who read it, but the number of reviews, recommendations, collections, reminders, etc. is very low.Fatty Wang is starving to death.  Now that the word count has exceeded 100,000, he ran out shamelessly, "Robbery! Hand over all the tickets!"
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