Sun Dahu wanted to live, but he wanted to survive very much. He rushed out of the crowd desperately, but Song Beichuan had already ordered the arrest of the living, so every time he rushed, the soldiers would push him back and fall to the ground and be covered in dust.

He looks like a helpless clown.

After 15 minutes of this struggle, Sun Dahu was tired. He lay on the ground and looked at the sunset gradually sinking with empty eyes. Even if someone tied him up, he would not resist.

There were more than 80 people in the underground regiment, but this was just the number of soldiers. As for the remaining number, there was no count. When Song Beichuan went to the headquarters of the underground gang, he felt uncomfortable when he saw those dying laborers. This behavior was to kill people! An invisible rope was put on their necks and would take their lives at any time!

"You are free."

When Song Beichuan led his men and horses, they were still submissive, like a group of injured stray dogs, thinking that this new ruler would be as cruel as He Yuting; they could not believe what happened at this moment, but Song Beichuan's expression was sincere, extremely sincere.

There was no cheer that Song Beichuan imagined. They had a circle of tears in their eyes, as if they were moved as if they saw the rising sun for the first time.

One of them knelt on the ground, and a group of people knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to Song Beichuan. Song Beichuan could understand the suffering they had suffered from from the sound of banging. He walked to them and mixed them up one by one, not allowing them to kneel down.

He stood in the center of hard work and said to these suffering humans: "I am not worthy of your knees, no one is worthy of your knees. We will be a family in the future, all for our Hongyun Party, to liberate humanity, and to regain freedom!"

How could those hard workers not admire them? They patted the dust on their bodies, raised their hands above their heads, and said, "Hongyun Party! Song Beichuan! Hongyun Party! Song Beichuan! Hongyun Party..."

Song Beichuan felt the thunderous and tsunami for the first time in his life, and the satisfaction of being respected, he was even thinking, is this brought by power?

But he stood in the middle of the crowd, looking at their sincere smiles, and knew in his heart that this was not an accessory brought by power, but a kind of person you have no shame in, like the sun in the universe, exists in the center of the Milky Way, and all the stars are constantly rotating around you. This is not power, but a kind of human nature. When you treat him well, he will naturally treat you well. You are in the dark universe, shining, and you are their only light.

The total number of members of the underground gang was 253. After the merger with Song Beichuan, the number of members of the Hongyun Party instantly increased, heading straight to one thousand!

The small Anning village was almost unable to live in, so they planned to migrate into the city. However, since there were still many zombies, they wanted to wipe them out. They had to say that it was a huge project, so they could only continue to live here and wait silently.

After calming down the people from the underground gang, Song Beichuan came to the dungeon where Sun Dahu was imprisoned. Behind him was Qiao Yueyi, and the two of them had gloomy faces.

Sun Dahu was tied tightly at this time, and four ropes were pulling his hands and feet, showing a large font shape.

When Sun Dahu saw Qiao Yueyi walking in, he knew that he could not survive. He once owe too much blood hatred. He raised his tired eyes and said, "Please give me some fun! Please!"

Qiao Yueyi looked at his pitiful appearance, but what appeared in her mind was Li Tao's death. They were laughing as they followed him one by one, but they could no longer laugh.

With a cold look, Qiao Yueyi shook her head and took out a dagger behind her.

He pointed it at Sun Dahu's abdomen and said in his mouth: "This knife is specially for Brother Li Tao!"

Sun Dahu took a deep breath. He didn't even have the strength to shout now, but just opened his mouth, and had intake but not vented.

Qiao Yueyi pulled out the knife, stabbed him in the stomach, and said, "This is for my dead brother!"

"This is for the innocent life of the zombie being fed to you."

"This is the woman you raped!"

Song Beichuan grabbed her wrist and said, "The person is dead, stop."

Qiao Yueyi sighed, tears flowed unconsciously, and said, "I finally took revenge. Thank you. Without you, I would never have had a chance to take revenge in my life."

Song Beichuan hugged her and waited quietly for her to finish crying.

At this time, Sun Dahu also turned into a zombie because his heart stopped beating, scratching his left and right, trying to bite Song Beichuan and Qiao Yueyi.

Song Beichuan waved her hand and asked her to leave, saying, "Leave the rest to me."

Qiao Yueyi nodded, turned around and returned to her room. When she walked to the door, she suddenly saw Li Kai.

He smiled at him, and Li Kai nodded in response.

Seeing him walking away, Li Kai walked into the basement.

Seeing Song Beichuan standing in front of Sun Dahu who had turned into a zombie, looking at his hideous face, he didn't know where the future prospect of human beings would be, but he would never want to give up. He would do everything possible to lead everyone to find a way out.

Li Kai walked to him at this time and said, "Can I let me do it myself?"

Song Beichuan nodded.

Take out a dagger from his arms and pierces it down his temple. After a disgusting wail, Sun Dahu completely lowered his head.

"I'm going to bury him."

Song Beichuan said, "I'll ask two people to help you." He still likes people like him who are affectionate and righteous.

"No, I'll do it myself."

Seeing that he was so persistent, he couldn't continue to say anything, so he nodded, then let go of Sun Dahu's hands and feet, and slowly dragged him out with his thin body.

Seeing his figure gradually fading away, Song Beichuan had been struggling for so long, and then he slapped his forehead and suddenly remembered that his parents hadn't seen it yet. He was so confused!

After scolding myself a few words in my heart, I hurried to the emergency room.

Their bodies are really weak now. When Song Beichuan saw his parents like this, his eyes were filled with tears. At this time, Dr. Zhang was still giving them an infusion to supplement their nutrition.

Seeing that Song Beichuan came, he stood up, nodded to him, and said, "You have a good chat with your parents. I'll go out first. Oh, just cry if you want to. If the tears don't come out of your eyes, they will stay in your heart. It's very bitter."

Song Beichuan forced a smile and said, "I understand."

He came to his mother gently and said, "Mom, are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Song's mother nodded and said, "I don't feel uncomfortable, this is the most comfortable bed I have ever lie on."

When Song Beichuan heard this, tears fell down and said, "Mom, you have suffered."

"Mom is not bitter now, my son is by my side, and I feel sweet. Don't just talk to me, go and say a few words to your dad."

Song Beichuan clicked, ran to his father's side, and asked, "Dad, are you feeling better?"

"It's not a big deal, just take a day off. What's the matter with you?"

Song Beichuan nodded and smiled shyly.

"Good boy, better than your father, but you can't learn from He Yuting. He is so weird! Don't treat people as human beings!"

Song Beichuan said: "I am very good to the people here. Everything is done more, and I will take more, and I will take less, and I will take no more. If I don't do anything, I will try my best to take care of those who are not in good health. I will only go far if I help each other. Isn't this what you often teach me!"

"That's good, sir, you are your dad's idol now."

Song Beichuan smiled and helped his father rub his arms tied by the ropes. He kept rubbing them. He said a lot of things before. Seeing that it was already one o'clock in the morning, he said to them: "The conversation time passes too quickly. You can rest early and I will go to bed too. There are still many things to deal with tomorrow."

"Then you go quickly, alas, the burden on my son's shoulders is heavy."

Song Beichuan smiled and walked out of the room.

"You gave birth to a good son, Xuemei."

"You said it as if I could have lived without you."

"Let the kids hear jokes!"

Song Beichuan dragged his tired body back to the bedroom. He never thought of lying on the bed so.

When he lay on the bed, he felt his body relaxed abnormally, and he was finally the only master of this city. After the existing order was disrupted, he finally defeated all enemies, overcome all adversities, and reached this peak step by step.

However, his body suddenly trembled, which was a sense of uneasiness. He stood at the top and found that the world had become bigger.

His blood suddenly became hot, and he knew his mission to create a new history.

It's not possible today, it's too late. I'm holding a thousand threads in my hand and can only pass through one at a time. I can't hurry.

After turning over, he fell asleep.

Suddenly he came to a pale place, empty. Suddenly, he saw a back, which was worn in tatters, but was inexplicably familiar.

I couldn't remember where I had seen it, so I chased you closer and closer. When I got closer, I wanted to know who the owner of this back was. He patted the man on the back.

Just as the figure finally stopped, slowly turned his head. The moment he saw his face, Song Beichuan felt that the blood in his body had frozen, and he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

The owner of that back is actually him!

Turn into a rotten zombie!

He retreated repeatedly, and then he chased after him, opening his bloody mouth, intending to bite him.

Suddenly, something tripped under his feet, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

For the first time, he felt that his legs were weak and he could not exert his strength. At this time, his other zombie self had already pounced on Song Beichuan, opened his mouth wide, and bit his neck.

Blood suddenly poured out and sprinkled on his entire face, and he felt that he could not breathe.

At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was sweating all over. There were no zombies around him, and there was still a familiar room with a familiar smell.

"What? Have a nightmare?"

Please collect more!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!