A zombie that can run is just a zombie. They don't have the brains of intelligent zombies, they can't distinguish obstacles, and they can only follow the whereabouts of their prey. Yang Lie took a fancy to this point. As he walked among the trees, there would be flower bases, stones, etc. as obstacles from time to time. Zombies were running around, and being tripped by them would definitely delay him for a long time. As expected, at first he could hear the sound of running behind Qu Shi while he was supporting him. Later, the conversation gradually stopped and they continued to move forward. They had to check on Qu Shi's condition quickly. As a result, before he could take action, Qu Shi pushed him away. He choked and fell to the ground, revealing three bloody claws on his chest. The wound was not deep, it was red and black, with more than a dozen black blood spots spreading, and there were signs of decay on the wound. It was obvious that Qu Shi did not have the constitution to resist the X virus. Yang Lie knew what that meant, but he would never let go of any of his partners, even if he had seen the results. He pulled Qu Shi up with his hands and put it on his shoulders, but the latter just pushed him away again. "Let's go, I'm hopeless and will only become a burden to you." Qu Shi said helplessly. Yang Lie didn¡¯t say anything, but still walked over and repeated the actions just now, helping him up. "Ah" Qu Shi screamed in pain and scratched the scar on his chest with his hands. Black blood spots had covered his entire chest and started to go down to his lower abdomen. But there was nothing Yang Lie could do about all this. He was not a saint, and he had no serum. He could only watch all this happen. Qu Shi was very weak. He couldn't muster any strength and his head drooped. Unexpectedly, two lines of tears had flowed to his chin and dripped on Yang Lie's body. "Yang Lie, can you stop?" Qu Shi twitched and wiped his face with his hands, but it was of no use. He shed more tears, like a dam on a long river bursting out of control. Yang Lie could only stop. This was the last thing he could do for Qu Shi. Yang Lie put him down, leaned his back against the tree, and began to listen to everything he said. Qu Shi simply told everything about himself. Although he spoke very quickly and concisely, it only took ten minutes. If Yang Lie had time, he could definitely write an autobiography for him, but of course now was not the time. He could only summarize two very important things. Qu Shi originally came from a family of weapons manufacturers, but he didn't like this line of work himself. He was forced by his father to learn a little bit. You must know that the manufacturing process is extremely complicated, including smelting and other technologies, which require thousands of degrees of heat. A beating is something that most people cannot bear. Some people will say that it is already the 21st world and everything is done by machines. How can anyone still use manual weapons to build weapons by themselves? What he said was not entirely wrong, but he overlooked one point. Weapon making is a traditional technology that cannot be matched by machines. In addition to giving the weapon sharpness and toughness, the craftsman also has the heart of the craftsman. , their hard-working heart, painstaking transformation, and dedication to every inch of the weapon are the soul of this weapon. Qu Shi himself didn¡¯t know all this. He was also a young man who was poisoned by modern technology, so he went out to study and play alone, until something like this happened. The Qu family is not well-known in Beijing for manufacturing weapons. There are many people coming to their door, and the business is very good. He Kuai and others are ostracized by their peers and have many enemies. Because they don't have this kind of manufacturing skills, they originally relied on craftsmanship to make a living in this industry. If you don't have good skills, customers will naturally not come to help you. The Qu family has made a name for itself in Beijing with its unique skills. Life was going pretty well until one day, when their shop was doing business, a group of gangsters came in and set the first fire. There were not many combustibles in the shop at that time, and the damage caused was not much. When something like this happened, they immediately went to call the police, retrieved the camera, and identified the suspect. However, due to various reasons, they were unable to solve the case. They originally thought it would be forgotten until a week later, when the second group brought a dozen strong men and took the suspect to the police. All seven members of their family were injured (except Qu Shi who was studying abroad), and they realized that something was wrong. They still called the police, but the police told them to go home and wait for news on the grounds that the case had been filed. In fact, everyone knew that there would be no results. After a while, their business became less and less, and they accidentally discovered that they were colleagues. They spread rumors to cause trouble, saying that they had offended the local gangster society, and that they owed a lot of money due to drug abuse and so on. Now others are looking for them, and they have no money, so they have to have their shop smashed. At this point, their family's business was getting worse and worse. Suddenly one day, several nearby shop owners gathered together and were "willing" to buy their family's secret manufacturing recipe. They also offered a good price, but the latter refused. Afterwards, they sufferedAn even bigger blow was that he would be followed even when he went out, and he always lived in a fearful environment. Qu Shi's mother tried to persuade her husband, but the result was the same. He was rejected. From then on, Qu Shi's father began to treat him Locked in the smelting room, no one knew what he was doing. After three months, he came out already skinny, but still full of energy. He took out nine weapons from the smelting room. Since his old father locked himself in the smelting room, he also took a long vacation and returned to his home in Beijing. He had seen those nine weapons. The first time he saw them, he felt bright, that kind of bright light full of life. , that soul-like spirit, into which his father put everything. But the good times did not last long. His father died of pneumonia within a month. His last wish before his death was to give all his weapons to someone who truly cherished them. Qu Shi had an older brother who could not understand his father's words, and as the eldest son, he alone had the final say over all the family property. He sold all the weapons because they only had that skill. Half scum, to put it bluntly, they didn't know how to do it at all, and it was basically useless in their hands. They could only sell all their weapons, rent a small house in Beijing, open a store and start a small business. From then on, the annoying things disappeared from their sight forever. Qu Shi was the only one who felt dissatisfied. He didn't know what his brother and family were thinking. Only in the end did he find out that his father had been asking them to forge and forge weapons with their heart. Those weapons were his children. His mind, especially the last nine weapons, later Qu Shi began to run away from home. He first came to GZ, and he also received a small share of the money from the sale of all his father's weapons. He began to search for the whereabouts of the weapons on the Internet every day. , but unfortunately, it didn¡¯t take long for the virus to break out. He didn¡¯t have time to evacuate and fell into the Central Park stronghold, but saw one of them in the armory inside, which was the nunchaku in his hand!