So the plan is that it can't catch up with the changes, Lao Tzu has purchased a full set of equipment, but the end of the world has not come, and now the equipment is needed, but the equipment is left at the eldest cousin's house......
Sitting on a large tree branch about five or six meters above the ground, Belon silently lit a cigarette with his back against the thick trunk of a tree that five or six people could not hug.
The handsome face looking up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle was bright and sad, and one leg hung down and swayed.
"Whoop Woohoo ......"
Suddenly there was a faint sound of wheezing in the deep mountains and old forests, and soon a young man running at a fast speed appeared.
The young man was as strong as a sturdy leopard, and the only thing that was not in harmony was his hot pants, which were short enough to show off his hips, revealing two strong hairy legs......
As he passed underneath the towering tree, something suddenly fell from the sky and hit him in the head!
Enemy attack?
The young man's heart sank, and he hurriedly took advantage of the momentum to roll forward on the spot, and while rolling, he cautiously looked upward, only to find that someone was sitting on a branch smoking on the top of the towering tree that he had just passed, and judging from the color and style of his shoes and pants, it seemed that it was the person he was following.
It's embarrassing......
The young man stopped rolling, rubbing his head and not hurting, but he was a little dizzy, and he looked at the place where he had started to roll before, and a cigarette was particularly dazzling among the fallen leaves......
Picking up the cigarette in a daze, the young man looked up at the towering tree, and was thinking about how to climb up handsomely and elegantly.
The young man didn't think it was a big deal, they could even do it for everyone, but when Bei Long's feet landed, he found that it was different, if it was him, he would definitely roll forward to cushion the impact of the fall when he jumped down from such a height, but Bai Long only bent his legs slightly to complete the unloading, and then stood up straight with his legs as if he was fine!
Awesome my brother!
The young man's face couldn't help but change, and he hurriedly clasped his fists with both hands towards Bei Long, and said solemnly according to the etiquette in the martial arts: "In the Lower Southwest Military Region [Bingwang Battalion] Li Lei, under the [Qingcheng faction] 'Qingcheng Eight Horses' Mr.
Yang Zhiyun, I don't know what kind of master the predecessor is, can you tell me the honorable name?"
” It turned out to be the people of the Bingwang Battalion!
Bei Long glanced at the young man Li Lei, "King of Soldiers" is not called casually, generally speaking, the most outstanding soldiers in regiment-level units will be called "King of Soldiers", in other words, one in a thousand.
The Bingwang Battalion is not called out, but it does have this number establishment, there are seven large military regions in China, and each large military region has only one Bingwang Battalion, and all those who can join the Bingwang Battalion are the best in the large military region, which is not just called "Bingwang", which is equivalent to getting official certification.
In the last apocalypse, the Bingwang battalion really shed blood for the country and the people, and they must be the ones who rush to the forefront of every major war, and they have fulfilled their oath to defend the country with their flesh and blood.
Although Bei Long is the Eight Heavenly Kings of China, he still admires this kind of real soldier.
As for Yang Zhiyun, who studied under Yang Zhiyun, one of the eight horses of the Qingcheng faction, it was a minus in Bei Long's eyes.
In fact, Beilong knows what Li Lei means by "mentoring", which is one of the cooperation between the military and martial arts: From the famous and upright family to invite martial arts masters, to serve as a martial arts instructor in the Bingwang Battalion, it not only improves the melee hand-to-hand combat ability of the Bingwang Battalion, but also deepens the friendly relationship between the military and the martial arts.
But Yang Zhiyun, with his profound martial arts, entrenched himself in a resort villa in the last days and became the king of the mountain.
All the refugees he took in became his people, no, slaves, to be killed and taken by him.
When the food ran out, he ordered his men to kill the old, the weak, the sick and the sick to eat meat, and when the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled had finished eating, they began to eat women and children, and when the women and children had finished eating, they finally ate the young and middle-aged......
The first meeting between Bei Long and Yang Zhiyun was in his small kingdom in the resort, Yang Zhiyun was holding a bloody hand, chewing his fingers as if he was eating a carrot, and the owner of that hand was still alive, because Yang Zhiyun felt that the taste of dead human flesh was not good......
And behind Yang Zhiyun, there are mountains of white bones......
But that's all in the last days, and now it's ......
Is the end of the dog day still fucking coming?
"I don't have any sects, and I'm not a master, but I learned to use the two-handed country style when I was a child."
Bei Long retracted his thoughts and asked Li Lei with a smile: "I said Li Lei, is it interesting to chase me for forty miles?"
” "Hehe...... " Li Lei could only laugh embarrassedly, he chased Beilong for forty miles, and he couldn't catch up with all his strength.
Fortunately, their Bingwang camp is not in vain, and they have been chased here according to the traces left by Bei Long.
I thought that he was left far behind, and Belon must not have noticed his tracking, but he didn't expect that Belon would already know.
His martial arts coach is Yang Zhiyun, the eighth horse of Qingcheng, who can be regarded as a famous teacher, but he can't compare to a country master......
You shouldn't be in the Shaolin Temple in the countryside, right?
"You misunderstood, I don't mean anything else, I just want to ask you......"
Li Lei carefully considered the wording, because he heard Yang Zhiyun say that martial arts masters all have strange tempers, and they are all masters who turn their faces when they don't agree, if they are shot to death by martial arts masters in this kind of deep mountain and old forest, it will really be in vain.
Since Bei Long could hit him on the head with a cigarette, he could hit him on the head with a dart, and Li Lei didn't dare to take this risk.
"The two guys you killed on the train today......
Li Lei looked at Bei Long expectantly: "Do you know what their situation is?"
I mean, they're kind of like zombies from the movies......"
"Do you think they look like zombies?"
Beilong smiled and took out a cigarette to light it, he actually didn't smoke or drink before the end of the world.
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But in the extremely harsh living environment of the last days, the pressure of living is too great, so Belon became addicted to smoking.
While it is better to anesthetize yourself than to get drunk, getting drunk in the last days often means death.
He has been accustomed to smoking for twenty years, but fortunately, for his powerful body, the harm of nicotine is completely negligible.
But at this moment, he suddenly took out a cigarette to smoke, but he was hiding the waves in his heart, although Li Lei did not say it explicitly, his words revealed an important information, maybe today is the first time Li Lei has encountered zombies, but there should have been zombies in Huaxia, and Li Lei also knows about the appearance of zombies......