Tu Qingyu walked closer and saw that it was none other than Jia Zhi, the scumbag.
It turns out that they have a deep-seated relationship with the original owner. It seems that if she doesn't kill them, they will follow her like ghosts.
When Jia Zhi said these heartless words, everyone present was stunned at first, but later they felt that it was right.
"Yeah, if you can't bear to leave, then die with him as soon as possible. Don't wait until you become a zombie and need us to do it."
"Yes, don't implicate us."
"If you keep holding me like this, you'll turn into a zombie sooner or later. The result will be the same."
…
In the end times, people witnessed their relatives and friends being killed by zombies or mutated animals and plants.
Human life seems to be no longer that important.
"Stop arguing, Officer Bo is here!"
"Yeah, let the police decide then."
I don’t know how many times I have told them that they are JR, not police, but these people still like to call them police.
They automatically made way for Bo Heng, Tu Qingyu and their group.
Bo Heng took a look at the situation and waved his hand, "Go separate them."
The woman stepped back step by step, looking at Bo Heng with pleading eyes.
He grabbed the boy's arm and showed it to Bo Heng, "Look, there's no injury on his hand, there's no injury on his body, how, how could he be a zombie? He's not, please, he's still so young, he's not..."
Bo Heng did not listen to her pleas, his expression remained cold, and he insisted on having someone separate her from the child in her arms.
After receiving the order, two or three of his men stepped forward to pull the woman and the child in her arms.
She struggled desperately, "No, no! Don't touch my son!"
Unfortunately, her strength was nowhere near that of these young men.
In just a short while, the two were separated.
At this point, the child had completely lost his mind.
“Ho, ho—!”
He struggled and tilted his head to bite the hand of the young man who was dragging his shoulder.
Bo Heng decisively drew his gun, "Bang!"
A shot to the head.
The little zombie just fell down.
"ah--!"
“Oh my God!”
"Ah!" The woman was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses. She screamed like crazy, then ran over and hugged the corpse. "Youyou, Youyou, what's wrong with you? Youyou, answer your mother."
The child lay motionless on her.
At this time, Jia Zhi also moved his eyes away from Tu Qingyu because of a gunshot.
He looked at the mother who was crying bitterly while holding her child, with a look of disgust on his face.
"Auntie, please stay away from this kid. If he gets his hands on some zombie blood, the police will have to waste another bullet."
This time no one agreed with him, instead he received some condemning looks.
After all, the mother cried so sadly.
They all thought of their parents and relatives.
Bo Heng and his companions just watched her cry. After she cried for a while, he waved his hand and told his men to burn the body.
"Don't move!!!" The woman looked at Bo Heng with hatred in her eyes and said almost hoarsely, "You killed him! You killed my son, you murderer! Who are you? You only know how to kill people!"
"Zombies, zombies, zombies! Since you knew there were zombies, why didn't you take out the medicine?! Why do you only know how to kill people?!"
She held the corpse tightly in her arms and almost lost her mind.
Tu Qingyu looked at her and said calmly, "Weren't you the one who killed him?"
Her voice was not loud, but very clear, and even those standing on the periphery could hear it.
The woman was stunned, and it took her a while to react, and she looked at Tu Qingyu with hatred.
"What do you mean? You don't admit that you killed someone, right? And you want to put the blame on me?"
"Do you still have any heart?! This is my son, how could I harm him?"
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Tu Qingyu frowned and leaned closer to Bo Heng as if he was a little scared. "Didn't you just say that the water was very clear? You must have given your son some water from the river."
"I've told you before that you can't drink the water from the river, but you just wouldn't listen."
"There are no wounds on his body. Yes, there are no wounds on his body. Then how did he become like this?"
"You..." The woman stared at her intently, not knowing how to refute her words for a moment, "He is not..."
"He is." Tu Qingyu said firmly, "You made him drink river water. You killed him. Are you his stepmother? You knew that river water was not drinkable, but you still gave it to him."
"Okay, now that he's dead, why are you crying so hard?"
"You're talking nonsense!" the woman retorted immediately. "He's my own son. How could I harm him? I'm out of water. I only gave him a little. And, and I boiled the water! I boiled it!"
"Look." Tu Qingyu looked around, "I said, she killed herself."
"No, I didn't. I boiled it!" The woman kept shaking her head. "I really boiled it..."
After reciting for a while, she once again directed her attack at Bo Heng and his group.
"It's all your fault. You didn't give us water. My mother and I didn't even get much water last time. You watched us die without helping us. It's all your fault!"
In fact, when the child first became abnormal, she knew that it was the water she gave him that harmed him.
She just didn't want to admit it.
She couldn't bear the responsibility and guilt, and since she couldn't bear it, she had to find someone to bear it.
That's why I want to put the blame on Bo Heng and the others.
"Okay, why waste time talking like this, Ah Chang, go and take that person to be burned." Tu Qingyu didn't want to look at the woman's stupid look anymore.
It was pitiful that she lost her child, but Tu Qingyu felt that the child was even more pitiful.
When Wan Chang heard Tu Qingyu's order, he didn't even ask Bo Heng for permission, but directly led his men forward to drag the person away.
"Wait a minute." Just as they were about to drag the man away, Tu Qingyu pointed at an old man in his sixties across from them and said, "Drag him out too, get him farther away and kill him."
Wan Chang: “Ah???”
He looked at Bo Heng helplessly, but saw Bo Heng nodded gently, "Well, go ahead."
Seeing Wan Chang still standing there in a daze, Yan Yu reached out and patted his arm, "Go quickly, what are you still standing there for?"
Yan Yu: "Still following Brother Heng, didn't you notice how flustered he looked when Master said he drank the water from the river?"
Wan Chang: "No, no."
Just now, his mind was all on the woman and the child, and he didn't pay any attention to the old man at all.
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