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"She's dead, so I just..." Fatty Zhang Long stammered.
When the pocket watch was taken out, he hadn't woken up yet, but when Lu Yao came over to question him, Zhang Long was shocked and realized that he had made a huge mistake.
Li Qingqing, that is the police officer who died before.
He, Zhang Long, should never, never should have taken things from his colleagues.
This made Lu Yao, who was still soft-hearted towards him, suddenly become indignant.
And among the police officers who were just watching, a strong figure suddenly rushed out.
"asshole!"
"You bastard, Qingqing died just to cover you!"
"You still steal her things?"
"This watch is the last birthday present her parents gave her!"
"You bastard, you must die!"
What hit his head and face was a slap on Zhang Long's face.
And it wasn't until Zhang Long was beaten and screamed again and again that Wu Feng could see clearly that the figure rushing up was Zhao Qiang, who was holding Wei Chong before, with a dim face and ignored everyone.
This man in his prime, with a lot of tendons on his body, beat Zhang Long, who was already frightened, with ease.
But when he hit him, tears streamed down his face.
This made Wu Feng a little puzzled, and the gun that was originally pointed at Zhang Long had to hang down.
After all, this Zhao Qiang was riding on Zhang Long's body.
Wu Feng's gun was completely blocked by him.
"What's going on here?" Frowning, Wu Feng looked at Lu Yao who was still holding a pocket watch in a daze.
"This pocket watch is a relic of our colleague who died, Li Qingqing!"
"And Zhao Qiang and her got engaged two months ago!"
Lu Yao sighed, and Wu Feng immediately understood everything with a very brief explanation.
This fat man really did a lot of evil.
There is no one who is greedy for money to this extent.
Someone saved his life, but he was lucky, and backhandedly gave away the savior's belongings.
It's so well hidden.
If Wu Feng hadn't almost killed him this time, he might have hidden this pocket watch for the rest of his life.
"never mind!"
"Such a scum, killing him will dirty the hands of labor and management!"
Wu Feng spat, finally shrugged boredly, and walked in front of Qingcao.
Reaching out her hand, she messed up Xiao Nizi's hair.
"Hey, this is our booty, you should explore it carefully, and you will have a self-defense guy in the future!"
Chapter 43 To the Dead
What Wu Feng handed to Qingcao was the gun he seized from the fat Zhang Long.
Although the standard ninety-eight style is not as powerful as the Desert Eagle, it is not as cool as the Desert Eagle.
But it is strong in stable performance, and has a capacity of up to [-] rounds.
"Ah, this, give it to me?" Xiaonizi Qingcao suddenly exclaimed.
For the cold scene that Wu Feng showed just now, Xiao Nizi obviously didn't get any images.
After all, in Qingcao's understanding, Wu Feng appeared in this image from the very beginning.
What's more, Qingcao has been suffering for more than ten days in the Dafuyuan supermarket.
She has already seen the ugliness and depravity of human nature.
It can be said that the only person who can convince her now is Wu Feng.
Therefore, no matter whether Wu Feng chose to kill that dragon or let it go, it will not shake his position in Qingcao's heart.
"Of course!"
"But this thing is for you to defend yourself!"
"You have to learn to fight. The first step is to master the fruit knife I gave you!"
"That thing allows you to get in close contact with zombies!"
"Get used to them, beat them!"
Hearing the screams coming from the side, Wu Feng was too lazy to watch how Zhao Qiang beat Zhang Long fatly.
Simply, he taught the little girl Qingcao.
While formulating a future fighting direction for Xiaonizi, he taught Qingcao how to use the [-]-style pistol.
This pistol, held in the slender palm of Qingcao, looks a bit big.
However, it is good enough.
"This is the front sight!"
"It's insurance!"
"When shooting, aim at two points and one line!"
Wu Feng taught Qingcao hand in hand, and Xiao Nizi turned around with the gun in her hand, which immediately made everyone in the living room feel a chill.
Aiming indiscriminately like this, if you really pull the trigger, it will be terrible if you hit someone.
"I beat you to death!"
"Kill you!"