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Chapter 51 The world¡¯s number one idiot

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    One drop, one drop, another drop

    Blood seeped out from the strip of cloth that Wang Lu tied at the wound on his thigh.

    ??Flowed down along the trouser legs, fell on the uppers of the shoes, then slid down along the uppers, and silently dripped onto the cement street.

    The concrete floor, which was hot under the sun, greedily absorbed the blood drops, leaving only a water drop-shaped secret mark.

    These secret notes extend all the way from the small building of the long-haired woman to the outside of the town

    In the eyes of zombies, this is a living sign pointing to a pile of fresh meat.

    Wang Lu felt dizzy. He didn't know whether it was because the fight with the long-haired woman and the little zombie was so fierce that he lost strength, or because the wound kept bleeding, causing excessive blood loss.

    Wang Lu knew how terrible his wounds were.

    ¡ª¡ªThe wound on the thigh was stabbed by a piece of glass with a broken edge. It is not like a sword or a dagger. The cut of the wound stabbed into the human body is neat and smooth. The wound caused by the glass piece is tearing, especially for women with long hair.  During the fight with Wang Lu, he scratched at the wound repeatedly, and finally pulled out the glass piece more roughly, further expanding the wound.

    The tendons must have been severed and torn. With every step, the entire thigh would twitch involuntarily, making a silent protest.

    If it is not taken care of urgently, this leg will be destroyed due to muscle damage.

    etc!  What I should be worried about most now is not the muscles. What I am most worried about is whether the internal aorta has been injured.

    No, no, the aorta should be fine. Otherwise, wherever he could move, a large amount of blood would gush out of the wound like a fountain, and he would have died long ago.

    When a leg artery ruptures, in 3 to 7 minutes, you will convulse due to massive blood loss, then go into shock, and then, when you "wake up" again, you will become a new member of the zombies.

    It¡¯s okay!  It should be fine!  He is still conscious and able to move around!  The aorta is definitely not broken.

    only¡­¡­

    It hurts so much!  Oh shit!  It hurts so much!

    I really want to stop and rest.

    Even if it¡¯s just for a while.

    Just sit there for a while, take a breath, take a break, and regain some strength, so that you can get back on the road better - your body seems to be calling to the king's road constantly.

    But the subconscious shouted to Wang Lu with a higher tone¡ª¡ª

    Never stop, never!

    Being covered in blood, I am the most enthusiastic target of zombies.

    The smell of blood spreads with the wind, and has already reached the center of the town. In countless dark corners, there are countless zombies ready to move, looking for and chasing against the smell of blood in the wind.

    With the most primitive desire to have a full meal, he is approaching the king's road little by little.

    The terrible thing is that now I don¡¯t even have the strength to fight.

    The animal trap was left in front of the long-haired woman's building.

    Crossbow, carry it on your back.

    The woodcutter was used as a crutch to support himself moving forward.

    Although you have the weapon in hand, if you are surrounded by zombies - no!  Even if just a zombie entangles him, with his current physical strength, Wang Lu would not be able to kill the zombie with one blow.  There is no doubt that more zombies will catch up next.

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    The only way to escape is to quickly leave the town and return to Yashan.

    Wang Lu lowered his head and glanced at the walkie-talkie, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It was already past 12 o'clock on the hour, and it was still early before the next call time at 3 o'clock. Even if he wanted to call Chen Wei to support him, there was no way.

    I was covered up all over myself, thinking I was majestic, but at the critical moment, everything turned into rubbish. I couldn't even find the fabric used to bandage the wound just now. The camouflage vest on the upper body and the jeans on the lower body were too hard and not suitable for binding.  The only soft fabric left on my body is my underwear - damn, forget it.

    In the end, he tore a piece from the long-haired woman's torn skirt and bandaged the wound.

    It¡¯s embarrassing, it¡¯s embarrassing.

    In fact, in the end, I am still a useless person, a scumbag who lives in the street!

    How long have you been living in the biochemical apocalypse?

    It¡¯s been more than two months.

    I thought I already understood the cruelty of this world.

    I also told myself countless times in my heart that the order and rules of the old world have now collapsed.?.

    This is a world of cannibalism.

    The dead eat the living.

    ??Also eat living people.

    Didn¡¯t the man on the island in the middle of Yue Lake teach himself enough lessons?

    That time, I almost sent my whole family to a dead end.

    But today, I was stupid enough to make the same mistake again.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? Foolish enough to trust a fellow human being, a living person.

    ???????? Is it true that he became a fool just because he saw a woman?  !

    Why bother inviting people to Yashan for dinner!

    What does it mean to lure a wolf into the house?

    This is called luring the wolf into the house.

    If it wasn¡¯t my fault, I turned around temporarily and overheard the conversation between the long-haired woman and the little zombie downstairs.

    I really invited the long-haired woman home and made her put rat poison in the food.

    The ones lying in the pool of blood now are not the long-haired woman and the little zombie.

    It¡¯s Fatty Wang¡¯s family of three!

    Recalling the time when the long-haired woman told the little zombie that Wang Bi'an was a child and his flesh was tender.

    Wang Lu is an exciting person.

    Then came the fury.

    Anger at oneself.

    Son of a bitch!  Dead pig!  Silly 13!  Neuropathy!  13 o'clock!

    You are the number one idiot in the world!

    Kill, kill everyone!

    ??Zombies, living people.

    Everyone who appears in front of him should die!  They all deserve to be killed!

    ¡°Everyone in this world, except my family of three, should die!¡±  !  !

    With such strong resentment, Wang Lu struggled step by step out of Yinjiang Town, and then moved step by step, almost climbing along the mountain road, back to Yashan.

    God bless him, Fatty Wang is still covered with a halo of pig's feet - the zombies in the town didn't catch up with him.

    What Fatty Wang didn¡¯t know was that it wasn¡¯t that the zombies in the town didn¡¯t smell the bloody smell he left behind¡ªat this moment, a group of zombies had gathered in the long-haired woman¡¯s small building and were fighting for her body.

    Although the long-haired woman has been beheaded by Wang Lu, to the zombies, she is still a pile of fresh meat.

    Just like a butcher shop in a vegetable market, the carcasses of pigs that have been killed and dismembered are still delicious in the eyes of Mrs. Ma.

    There are also single zombies coming along the road, following the drops of blood dripping from the road.

    The smell of blood stains that had long dried in the sun became weaker and weaker, and the zombies gradually lost their way.

    But, it keeps looking, getting closer

    Wang Bi'an was the first to see Wang Lu, who was returning from carrying water from the back mountain.

    When he saw Wang Lu, covered in blood, emerging from the mountain road, the bucket on Wang Bi'an's shoulder fell down with two thuds.

    Wang Bi'an screamed, his tone changed: "Dad! Dad! Mom, come quickly, dad is injured! He is about to die!"

    Wang Bi'an staggered to Wang Lu's side and wanted to extend his hand to help him. He saw that Wang Lu's body was covered with blood - in fact, some of the blood was spattered when he killed the long-haired woman - but he didn't know where to protect him.

    Wang Lu was completely exhausted. When he saw the Dragon King Temple in the distance, he knew that he was finally safe. His body, which had squeezed out the last bit of strength, was completely paralyzed.

    Wang Lu leaned against a stone wall and sat down slowly. He took off the crossbow on his back and dropped the woodcutter in his hand to the ground with a clang.

    Facing the tearful and overwhelmed Wang Bi'an, Wang Lu blinked: "Son, dad is not dead yet. Dad still lives to protect you, you and your mother."

    At the entrance of the Dragon King Temple in the distance, a figure stumbled towards him, it was Chen Wei.
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