Sell Swords

The few of them carefully set the fire. They had to hide for half a day if there was any movement. Those who did not know would think that it was a professional agent.

About two thousand meters away from Takagi House, a large group of dead bodies gathered together and slowly moved over.

There were two people in uniform at the front, but only one of them was holding a gun... These dead bodies seemed to have been provoked by the people who had gone out to clean up.

The remaining two people were agitated. If they were not careful, they would completely explode.Looking at the approaching dead bodies, the people who did not have weapons in their hands were a little broken.

"Why do you care about this!" "Let's escape!" "Won't we be saved if we escape?"

"You f*cking fart for me again! What about the rest of the brothers? They just got separated from us and will come back! If they are blocked by these dead bodies outside, who will be responsible?"

"Ha!" The short-haired man in a black uniform looked at the approaching group of dead bodies with his eyes wide open.

"They? They must be dead! Only the two of us escaped. If we don't leave now, do you want us to sacrifice ourselves?"

"Bang!" The muzzle of the shotgun spewed out flames, blasting the brains of the dead bodies not far away.

He turned his head and roared, "If you say that they are dead, believe it or not, I will shoot you immediately! Come and help!"

Looking at the short-haired man who was constantly retreating, "What are you still in a daze for? It's good that we can stop them for a while. It's enough for them to react and support!"

"No, it's impossible." The sweat on his head kept dripping down, and his eyes were full of fear. "We can't stop it. We can't stop it!"

Looking at the endless dead bodies, many dead bodies squeezed into the dead bodies from the street corner and ran away. This situation was not the time to talk about brotherhood!

"You! Hey!"

Looking at the brothers who usually ate, drank, and played together, leaving him like this, the depression in his heart could be imagined, "You coward! --"

"Bang! -"

...

The guards standing in front of the door could hear the gunshot from far away. There were already some other sounds that were vague and unclear, but they did not care.

These days, if they did not hear the gunshot, it would be abnormal. Only then could they sleep more peacefully.

In just half a minute, there was no gunshot. The gatekeeper yawned slightly and said to himself, "Today, the dead body came quite close. It should be cleaned up now."

Looking up at the sky, he came out and said, "It's almost time to change shifts."

The person who changed shifts did not wait. Instead, he saw a young man in a servant uniform running towards him desperately.

It was as if there was some extremely vicious creature chasing after him.

The short-haired man was panting heavily. His hands were on his knees. Before he could speak, he heard the guard's voice. "When will the follow-up team come back? Today is not the same as usual."

"Hu - hu - go quickly... go and inform the general. There is a group of dead bodies coming this way!"

"Eh, Brother, you are not going to have fun with me, are you? How can I not know how clean this area is? I was also one of the cleaning staff."

The guard's disdainful tone seemed to anger the young man. He did not care about the fact that he had just started a 2,000-meter long-distance run.

He directly grabbed his collar with both hands and roared at him, "What do you know!" In our team, only I and another person survived! The others are all dead."

The guard swallowed his saliva and sweated slightly at the man whose eyes were red. "Really? Really?"

"What good is there in me f*cking lying to you! You will know if you stand on the observation tower and take the binoculars!"

The guard quickly climbed up the platform. The telescope just happened to see the scene of the man with the gun being eaten by the dead bodies.

The high-definition military supplies made him see the horror on the man's face.

He pulled the camera and looked at the group of dead bodies. "This... this is a sea of corpses!" He directly triggered the alarm.

The alarm in the tall buildings had been modified into a red light. There was no sound, and Souichiro Takagi's office was seen!

Bean-sized beads of sweat dripped down from the guard's head. He was now extremely terrified. It was not only because of the impending death but also because of the punishment that Souichiro Takagi had given him!

This matter could already be considered as neglecting his duty. After all, there were not many people. The guard also had the responsibility of being a guard!

The combat personnel in the courtyard kept gathering, giving the group of mentally disabled people a chance to take advantage of. One by one, they split up to search for any combustible materials.

As for whether the dead bodies would bite them when they came in and cause infection... In any case, it was an illness. If it were for a disease, it meant that it could be cured. Since it could be cured, why were you afraid of chicken hair?

The "refugees" in the tent were all puzzled. They did not know what had happened. They only saw the red light flashing in the courtyard, but no familiar people were in the guard team.

They did not know what was going on, so they could only guess randomly.

The guard who neglected his duty kept tapping his feet. His hand holding the binoculars trembled slightly.

He did not make a sound, but the group of dead bodies kept walking this way. This made him even more anxious. Now, he could see the group of dead bodies without using the binoculars.

"He, damn, are the dead bodies of half the town here?" However, he had never heard of the general who had mighty weapons... This, how should he fight? "

Looking back at the tall wall, he felt a little relieved. They should not be able to climb over...

The tall and strong man rushed out of the door. He saw the group of dead approaching at speed far faster than usual.

His already serious expression became abnormally serious. He immediately ordered, "Go and close the door!"

"General!" The middle-aged man in a white uniform below wanted to dissuade him. "Closing the door is equivalent to giving up the members outside!"

"If we don't close the door, we will all fall! Go!"

The white-uniformed man gritted his teeth. However, he had served in the army for many years and knew that he had to obey orders.

He immediately ran over and ordered the few remaining guards in the manor to close the door.

Souichiro Takagi called another person to get the weapon while he and Yuriko Takagi stood in front of the room, facing the dead body that had been squeezed in when the door was closed.

"Bang!"

Unfortunately, before it could bite someone, it was shot by the alert combat personnel. The "refugees" in the courtyard screamed and retreated. No one wanted to face these "sick people" now.

"General, it's not good. A few people set fire to many places! They almost lit up the armory!"

"Huh?" Hearing this, even with Souichiro Takagi's shrewdness, he couldn't help but twitch his face, "Where are they? Have you caught them? Hurry up and prepare people to put out the fire!"

"There are already a few brothers who went to catch them. It's almost time to return..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw five guards with guns escorting four "arsonists" back. The one in the middle was still wearing a white hospital coat, which was extremely eye-catching.

When Yuriko Takagi saw the fire rising in the backyard, she really couldn't figure out what was in the minds of these people. She frowned and asked, "Don't you know what the consequences would be if a dead body came in?"

... It was quiet. No one answered. The fire was getting fiercer and fiercer. Yuriko Takagi was slightly angry. "Are you making rods?"

"No, I sell swords!"

The white coat in the middle suddenly replied. Everyone was stunned, and when they saw him shake his arm, trying to escape from the guards' control.

"Pa."

A small black book fell from his body and was immediately picked up by someone and handed over to Yuriko Takagi.

When they opened it, the profile picture on it was the same as the white coat in front of them.

"Patient in the Tokonosu mental hospital, medical number: 9527..."