Beilong wiped the bloody Gurkha saber on the front and back of the prince's chest twice, skillfully put a cold sword flower in his hand, and inserted it back into the scabbard on his waist with a "clang".

With blood on his feet, he raised his wrist and looked at the tactical watch. There were only ten minutes left before the arrival of the end of the world.

Beilong had to rush back to his cousin's house within ten minutes and hide at his cousin's house until evening. When his cousin comes back in the evening, the two brothers can use the protection of the night to move to China.

At the beginning, zombies still maintained the same living habits as living people, working from sunrise to sunset.

Of course, zombies don’t actually need to rest. It’s not just about life habits, but about physical inertia.

Once there is a turmoil, they can immediately enter the battle state, so it does not mean that they are absolutely safe at night, but it is better than during the day. At least zombies will not wander around the world aimlessly like during the day.

Unfortunately, humans did not seize this opportunity. After two or three days, zombies around the world have forgotten this inertia.

The last time Beilong's cousin was lucky to escape home while the night was dark and windy. This time it was not that Beilong didn't tell him what the end of the world came, but mainly because the cousin was in a hurry to go out to do business with others at noon, and he ignored Beilong's "joke" that was not funny at all, so Beilong had to let him leave in a hurry.

Anyway, in Beilong's memory, according to the original historical trajectory, my cousin came back without any danger.

Beilong also called to notify his parents and friends, but no one believed him. He could only use lies to deceive his parents to wait for a day at home. I believe that when the end of the world comes, his parents will understand his good intentions. As long as his parents can hold on at home for a week, Beilong will rush back no matter what.

After struggling to carry the 80-liter large mountaineering bag again, Beilong lifted the box of American RME, and the combined load of more than 100 kilograms made him breathless. Beilong, one of the eight heavenly kings of China, is still a green boy who cannot hold his shoulders and cannot pick up his shoulders.

Because he was too fast to get nutrition during adolescence, he was only 184 cm tall and only 120 kilograms. With his current body, if it weren't for his rich experience in killing and his ruthless move, even if he had sneak attacks on the prince and the others just now, he would have been the one who fell down.

After shakingly taking two steps, Beilong stopped and frowned and looked at the dumb girl.

The last time the girl's blood splattered on his face, but this time the prince's blood splattered on the girl's face.

Maybe it was too exciting. The girl stood there and her body was stiff and her eyes were dull, just like a soulless puppet.

Beilong understood her current mental state very well, and he was the same last time, and his mind was blank.

The difference is that he returned home in a daze, but the girl seemed to be standing here forever.

Bei Long didn't think so much about saving her, but he just wanted a clear conscience.

But now he realized that he had been infected with cause and effect. If he ignored the girl now and returned home alone, the girl would definitely be killed by the zombies in ten minutes. Then the question arises. He angrily drew his sword to kill and rescued the girl. Is it just to make her die ten minutes late?

It would be better not to save her from the beginning. Anyway, she will die and can still buy more time for herself.

If he was still the ignorant boy who was less than eighteen years old, perhaps he would have been struggling until ten minutes later.

However, twenty years of bloody storms have already made him develop a decisive and decisive character. Bei Long reached out and grabbed the girl's little hand without hesitation, and resolutely pulled her and staggered home.

Under normal circumstances, a girl would definitely not let a strange man take her away casually. Even if this strange man is a handsome guy with long legs, she is scared now and her mind is blank. She only knows that this handsome guy with long legs is the one who saved her, so she couldn't help but follow Bei Long.

Beilong pulled the girl and was blocked by a round figure before he walked far. It was the fat man at the fruit stall.

"Little Dragon!" The fat man looked worried, and his two small eyes looked at the Gurkha saber on Beilong's waist from time to time: "Little Dragon, you are in trouble! Do you know who the person you killed just now?"

Beilong stopped, squinted his eyes and smiled heartlessly: "I don't know, do you know?"

"You can still laugh? He is the son of our underground emperor Basong in Chiang Mai!" The fat man stamped his feet in an anxious manner: "Do you know how terrible Basong is! You, she and Xiaoqiang, you are all dead!"

"Then what should I do?" Bei Long looked around with a smile. The fat man's partner, the strong man, the little yellow-haired man from the cold drink shop, Liu Crook from the bun shop, and the big gold teeth from the golden shop... all surrounded him.

They all had concern on their faces, but they were holding reasonable and logical tools that met their work needs, and intentionally or unintentionally surrounded Beilong and the girl.

"Basong is very powerful in the whole of Thailand!" The fat man shook his big head helplessly: "You can't escape!"

"Xiaolong, I know you are very good at firing, but can you beat bullets?" Liu Crook of the bun shop smiled bitterly and patted his lame leg: "I was very good at firing ten years ago, but I was shot down by someone?"

"Take apologize!" The big golden teeth of the Jinshang sighed: "Don't implicate your family in China..."

"That's it..." The strong man at the fruit stall and the little yellow-haired man from the cold drink shop were all echoing.

Looking at the faces that were concerned about him, Bei Long's eyes narrowed into a slit.

How could he not know who these people are?

The last time the end of the world came, the fat man, the strong man, the big gold teeth, and the little yellow hair relied on their strength to get together, and occupied the ancient temple in Bento as if he was occupying the mountain as the king. The Chinatown in Chiang Mai is mainly concentrated in Valolo Market, and he has no worries about food and drink. At the beginning, they have gathered many Chinese fellow villagers.

Then they controlled the food and threatened the women to provide them with lust and pleasure, and even the young were not spared. I heard that when the food and drink were not available, they even ate people...

So under their earnest persuasion, Bei Long smiled and gave his answer: "Get out."

The voices of Fatty, Big Gold Teeth, Liu Crooked Zi and others came to an abrupt end. Those who dared to leave their hometowns and come to Thailand to make a living are not ordinary people. They may not have any economic minds or skillful skills, but they all have a sense of ruthlessness that ordinary people do not have, but they are all cowardly in front of Bei Long.

The cold eyes of the knife couldn't scare so many of them were ruthless. They were all here to make trouble. Who hadn't cut off anyone?
Chapter completed!