Chapter 71

Fang Mo will never. He can't be dragged down because of this.

It's not that he has no compassion. It's just that he dragged so many people before he was strong. After all, it's not very good.

Moreover, if he drags these people

Maybe in the end, everyone can't live and can only die together.

In order to live better at the end of the world, we must first abandon some sympathy we shouldn't have.

It is not impossible to show kindness when you are strong.

If you can't live, you will fall in such a place for some small fame and be killed by a living pit

Well, don't forget the reputation.

……

Long Wei.

That's the teacher's name.

His original name was long, but after the end of the world, he changed his name to Long Wei in order to live with his children and show all the abilities of his PE teacher.

Huaxia, everyone is a descendant of the dragon. It's nothing to call him so.

"Headmaster, why are you at the door today? Shouldn't it be small money? Is that guy lazy to sleep again? Don't stop me this time, I must teach him a lesson!" Long Wei came from the outside and observed the surroundings warily, and then found the abnormality.

On weekdays, there should be a small money to guard the door, but the headmaster came in person.

And he also carries a backpack behind his back, so people can't see the purpose clearly.

"Whoever comes is the same. After all, they always pay attention to the zombies outside. After they don't let them break through the boundary of the door, the people inside still know nothing." the headmaster shook his head and his gray hair trembled.

He subconsciously looked behind Longwei.

In particular, there are already some finely broken cotton, and there is an endless sigh in my heart.

I don't know how much effort this child has spent for the sake of students and for everyone to live.

Moreover, he also explored a set of methods for zombies, which can make zombies transfer attacks, or add some soft cotton wherever they habitually attack.

In this way, there will be no injury to the body.

But the danger of doing so is inevitable.

When an accident comes, it is very likely that you will fall into an irreparable place.

But if he doesn't go out

Thinking of the teachers' mouths, the headmaster shook his head.

If Longwei doesn't go out to search for materials, others won't do it at all. On the contrary, they not only enjoy their success, but also don't want to contribute on weekdays.

This makes it almost impossible for the gathering place to grow, let alone become strong.

Creak

With a unique voice, the iron fence was opened from the outside. He patted Longwei on the shoulder: "teacher Wei, you don't have to do this. You blame the old man for being too useless, otherwise you wouldn't work so hard..."

As he spoke, many turbid bodies began to appear in his bright eyes.

If Long Wei broke into it himself, he might be able to live better, but he had to take risks to do things for these oil bottles.

Long Wei also had some feelings, but he knew more clearly what it would be like without himself.

Therefore, with a sunny smile, he said to the headmaster, "you pay no less than me. If you say the delay, we also delayed you."

He really didn't mean half a compliment.

They can hardly do what the headmaster does.

Especially in the face of the situation at that time, if the principal didn't stand up in time, what would happen at this time is really unknown.

They sympathize with each other and look at each other with the same touch of admiration.

Then the headmaster suddenly thought of something.

"Come in with me, I have something to show you and... Judge!"

The headmaster took Long Wei and walked into the nearby hut.

This is not a big room. There is a single bed, not a single bed, next to the wall.

In addition, there is only one old desk left.

At this time, the headmaster took down his backpack, and then solemnly began to zip up: "I can't say this very well. I can't say too clearly whether it's a good thing or a bad thing..."

"So I want to refer to it with you. If we can, our place will be saved."

His expression was a little excited, but also a little worried.

In the backpack, the natural disaster gel is left by Fang Mo, or the disaster gel that has been almost cleaned up.

There were three pages inside. He took them out and handed them to Long Wei in front of him.

"This thing was left by a young man. He can break about forty or fifty centimeters of the wall with one punch, and I can see that he doesn't use all his strength."

"I think the above thing is true, because he has no reason to tease us."

"But we have to guard against it."

"Some people with great psychological trauma will be happy with torture. The more miserable they see others, the happier they will be, especially now it is still the end of the world."

While he was talking, he took out a well formed cataclysmic gel.

The bright colors above make people feel like the purest treasure in the world.

Suddenly, when the principal did not notice it, he broke the gel.

Pop!

He stepped back for two steps, then looked at the scattered light coming towards him, with a smile on his face, and said to Long Wei, "if something happens to me, then you will continue to live with the children, if I'm okay..."

"That's all right!"

"Er!"

He suddenly covered his chest, felt his heart beating violently, and his expression became dignified.

"Is this what the young people call pain? It's really strong. I'm an old guy. It's worth it if I can enjoy it..."

"Headmaster?!"

Long Wei wanted to get close, but he didn't dare to get close when he thought of the mark on it.

He knows that this is the headmaster using his own body to test the feasibility of the method.

If it works, everything will be fine.

If not

This is a better house to lock him up.

With tears, Long Wei went out, nodded understandingly, looked at the headmaster who had squatted down slowly, and seemed to have been tortured to the utmost. He murmured, "if you have something, headmaster, I will avenge you."

"What nonsense? Do you think this is a happy Jianghu? This is the end of the world. You have to take the children..."

"Live, live!"

The headmaster insisted on saying such words, and then rolled wildly on the ground.

He felt great and unbearable pain, which was spreading on his body.

It was a feeling like ten thousand insects devouring the heart and ten thousand needles falling into the body.

"Unexpectedly, I could experience a crape myrtle at the last moment..."

I don't know if it's a joke. He added a trick to himself temporarily.