Chapter 485 They are good people, not bad people

A few dilapidated houses stood in the darkness.

On the rotten and aged wall, Gu Luan and Jiang Xian were observing inside.

They did not rush into the community out of recklessness.

There may still be innocent people alive in the community, so the two must observe carefully before entering.

There were several small bonfires in the middle of the community, and bones were scattered on the ground.

As for the group of people who broke into the community, they had already eaten and drunk their fill and went to bed, leaving only one or two people to keep watch.

After seeing the bones clearly, Gu Luan's face instantly darkened.

Jiang Xian clenched his fists and silently cursed him as a beast.

After looking at the condition of the vacant land in the community, the two looked at the condition of the house.

Listening carefully, I heard noises coming from two rooms.

There were groans of pain in one of the rooms and snoring in the other.

The two men came down from the wall and disappeared into the darkness.

"Take care of the few guards first. You start over there, and I'll start over here."

"Okay, be careful."

Two figures, as nimble as cats, sneaked into the neighborhood.

"I'm so sleepy, Lao Qian, you..."

A man on night watch was about to call his companions when he felt a pain in his chest.

He looked down and saw a slender hand holding a dagger stabbed into his chest.

Someone covered his mouth and nose, making him unable to speak.

Gu Luan gently put down the dead night watchman and nodded to Jiang Xian in the darkness.

The two men, one on the left and one on the right, were agile and moved around like the wind.

In the darkness, the cold light of the dagger kept flashing, accompanied by muffled groans.

The man who had just eaten and drunk his fill and was having a sweet dream was killed in the darkness.

In just a few minutes, all the people who were resting outside were easily dealt with by Gu Luan and the other man.

"Who are you?"

There was a roar from under the eaves.

A man came out of the house in a daze. He was about to go to the toilet, but found a stranger.

Jiang Xian jumped up and stabbed the man in the chest with a dagger.

The man held the flashlight and saw Jiang Xian's appearance, and screamed in disbelief.

"You are also from the No Man's Land, why are you trying to kill me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he lost his breath and fell to the ground.

Someone else rushed out of the room.

In another room, the smell of blood filled the air, and more than twenty figures were curled up in the corner.

Among these figures, there is also a wounded man.

"Why did you save us? You are obviously in cahoots with them!"

The speaker was a woman in her twenties, and she asked in a sad and confused tone.

Wang Chu leaned against the wall, covering his bleeding arm, smiling with a pale face.

"I just... I just don't want to kill people without any bottom line."

He admitted that he was not a good person and had killed many people, but he never bullied the weak.

How is it possible to live in this cruel apocalypse without killing?

After coming out of the no-man's land, he teamed up with this group of people, just wanting to find supplies to survive.

But he didn't expect that they were a group of people worse than beasts.

He randomly broke into a neighborhood with people in it and killed anyone he saw, with madness in his mouth and eyes.

Wang Chu couldn't do what they did.

But after giving a few words of advice, he was stabbed by those people and thrown here.

He doesn't regret what he did, he has lived enough anyway.

His family members and relatives left him one by one.

He was like a soulless corpse when he was alive, and death might be a relief.

"You are a good person, different from them."

The woman said sadly, tearing off her clothes to bandage Wang Chu.

The others had despair in their eyes.

"Did Mengru run away with the child?"

"They will be safe. Nothing will happen to them."

"It's good to be able to escape. I hope they can survive."

A muffled voice sounded in the darkness, and more than 20 people remained silent.

They couldn't escape, and they didn't know how long they could survive. Perhaps they would be killed by those beasts the next day.

If you can escape as many as possible, then escape.

Wang Chu leaned against the wall, drowsy due to excessive blood loss.

The woman stayed by his side all the time, calling him occasionally, fearing that he would die.

She didn't expect that there was a good person among the evil people, and he fought against that group of people for them.

There was a roar outside, and the twenty or so people in the room were frightened.

Wang Chu also woke up from his semi-coma and looked outside solemnly.

"You are also from the no-man's land..."

When they heard this, they became flustered.

"Did another group of people break into the no-man's land? Are we going to die soon?"

An old and desperate voice sounded, and the others suppressed their sobs.

I thought I could live until tomorrow, but now it seems I can’t.

If another group of people break in, we will definitely kill them and eat them.

"Don't worry, I'll stand in front of you."

Wang Chu covered his arm and stood up, gritting his teeth and looking towards the gate.

"Brother Wang."

More than twenty people were moved and sad. They stood up one by one and walked behind Wang Chu.

They stared at the gate, their eyes red with anger.

Even if you are going to die, you must resist at the last moment.

The door was opened from the outside and two figures appeared.

Wang Chu couldn't see who was coming and rushed over with a cold face.

He also held a sharpened iron rod in his hand, which was a weapon he kept hidden on his body.

As for the knife he usually used, it had been taken away just now.

The tall figure easily grabbed Wang Chu's hand, "Wang Chu."

A deep and familiar voice sounded, and Wang Chu, who was ready to die with them, was stunned.

He looked at the two figures in the darkness and asked tentatively, "Brother Jiang?"

After spending some time together, he knew Gu Luan and Jiang Xian's last names.

"It's us."

Gu Luan took out a flashlight to illuminate the area with a faint smile on her face.

When Wang Chu saw them, he loosened the iron rod in his hand and fell backwards as his body could no longer bear the weight.

Jiang Xian grabbed his hand, took a good look at his condition, and put him on the ground.

"Don't hurt Brother Wang."

More than twenty people bravely rushed forward.

"Uncle Ming, they are not bad people, they are good people."

Wang Chu said weakly, with relief and relief on his face.

Although he had not spent a long time with Gu Luan and Jiang Xian, the few times they spent together made him realize that they were not bad people.

The man called Uncle Ming was in his fifties. He knew that Gu Luan and Jiang Xian were not bad people, and the fierceness on his face faded away.

Gu Luan looked at the remaining twenty or so people and sighed.

There were only about twenty people left out of more than a hundred people. They were late.

These people are all old, weak, sick and disabled, there is not a single young man.

It seems that the young men were killed first by that group of people.

When he thought of this, Gu Luan felt that killing them was too easy for them.

"You are all fine. We have killed them all."

Seeing the panic and fear in their eyes, Gu Luan spoke softly.

Twenty or so people looked at Gu Luan and Jiang Xian, and suddenly burst into tears after being stunned.

Uncle Ming's eyes were red, but he didn't cry. He just thanked Gu Luan and Jiang Xian.

"Thank you. Thank you."

After saying that, he was about to kneel down, but Jiang Xian held him back.

Wang Chu smiled weakly, almost fainting.

"I am very happy to see them rescued. It is worth it even if I die."

Wang Chu looked at Gu Luan and Jiang Xian and slowly closed his eyes.

He probably couldn't hold on any longer.

It was better to die like this, at least he went to hell cleanly.

"Who said you were going to die?"

Gu Luan said unhappily, squatting down to check on Wang Chu's condition.

Fortunately, she was there, otherwise he would really die.