Li Song walked back to his room with a depressed look on his face, and secretly decided in his heart that he must look for the girl who left without saying goodbye again tomorrow. He really couldn't understand why she chose to leave in such a way.
However, at this moment, he keenly noticed something strange. There was no light in the house, but a faint red light was flickering on the sofa near the window in the living room, and at the same time, a faint smell of cigarette smoke wafted into his nose.
Is she back? Impossible, she never smokes!
Li Song frowned slightly and quietly reached his right hand to his waist, where a Type 92 pistol was hidden.
As Luo Bin's confidant and the patrol captain of the base, he has the right to carry a gun, and he is also one of the lucky ones who did not turn into a zombie after being bitten by zombies.
He has excellent physical fitness and great strength, and can even carry objects weighing more than two thousand pounds.
Therefore, when faced with a possible intruder in his home, he did not panic, but calmly reached for his gun.
He believed that no one would not be afraid of the power of guns.
Once he had his pistol out and turned on the light, he wanted to see who was so bold as to break into his house and cause trouble.
In the base, only a few senior members are worthy of using electricity, while the survivors use moonlight.
However, things did not go as smoothly as he had imagined. Before his hand touched his pistol, he suddenly felt a chill on his temple and a cold metal object was pressed against it.
Because he was pressed so hard, he could even clearly feel the existence of the round hole - it was a gun! The person sitting on the sofa was not the only one in the room.
Li Song's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't dare to move for a moment.
The situation was obviously much worse than he had expected! Who was targeting him?
He was known for being kind to others, and apart from occasionally robbing other people's beautiful wives, he had never done anything evil.
However, those things were done by people who had nothing to do with him. He just gave them some food, and they were all willing! Even their husbands were willing, so it was just a fair trade.
"I wonder which hero has come to visit you? I am sorry for not welcoming you! If I have offended you in any way, please tell me, so that I can die with peace of mind."
Li Song could not see anything in the darkness. The curtains around him were drawn tightly, not a single ray of moonlight could get in. He could only pretend to be calm and try to find out the other party's strengths and weaknesses. No one wanted to die.
As soon as he finished speaking, the light in the room was suddenly turned on. The sudden brightness made him lower his head and close his eyes to avoid the glare. He had never felt that the light was so dazzling. When he recovered and opened his eyes to look at the person who came, he couldn't help but blurt out a Chinese quintessence.
"Fuck!"
A man with noble temperament and handsome appearance was leaning casually on the sofa, with his legs crossed, his left hand resting on the back of the sofa, and his right hand holding a cigarette on his lower abdomen. His posture was elegant and casual as if he was at home, and he just looked at him quietly with a smile on his face.
Two burly men like bodyguards stood next to the sofa, looking at him. There were also two men standing by the window not far away, with their backs to Li Song and looking out the window.
Li Song's gaze slowly turned to the direction where two men were pointing guns at him. One was pointing a gun at him, and the other was staring at him coldly and ruthlessly.