How To Be Misunderstood as a Villain in a Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter 4. Lambert Drive (3)

Whether the woman took off her pants or not, the man touched the bag of bread in rapture.

“Stop kneading and peel it off quickly!”

Unfasten the buckle and pull down your pants. Something was stuck to the man’s thigh with tape. Disposable ketchup. Mustard sauce. Sliced Cheese… ?

As if she couldn’t stand it any longer, the woman rips her off.

“Yaya, Cheon, slow down! Evil!”

A man is confused with his legs together, or a woman is busy putting cheese on bread and pouring sauce on it.

“Just try to spill even one drop, don’t let it go, really.”

“Oh gu oh gu, does it hurt that much?”

Took.

I almost shot him. Fortunately, I ended up hitting the partition with a pistol. The woman threw off her jacket.

Unbeknownst to me, admiration came out. It’s not because her breasts are big enough to be seen from behind, but because of the sparkling Capri O fruit juice pouch along her side from the inside of her arm.

… How did you think to put that thing over there?

“Do you want to suck?”

The woman puts her arms under her breasts and pushes them away. The man, who was drooling a little, stretched out his hand hurriedly, removed the straw from the drinking water beside him instead of his chest, and inserted it into his mouthpiece.

The woman didn’t even move, but it’s probably because she’s so thin.

“Jjong. Whoops… Oooh..Jjong… “

“Wow. Whoops, whoops, whoops! Hmm!”

The man sucks the juice and the woman munches the bread. She waits for a while and then changes her posture a little. Men mumble, women suck.

“Oh, it’s safe today, right?”

A man who is anxious about the subject of sucking the whole bottle.

“Oh, you asshole! It’s auction day today! Everyone sneaks in one by one as they move things, but this just makes me lose my courage… !”

“No, it’s okay to roll around with you, but stealing food is like feeding zombies. Everyone is starving to death.”

“f*ck you, f*ck you. Who risked their lives to raid medical convoys, or us? Who were the doctors and nurses dragging along as slaves, bringing medicines and even surgical instruments in vehicles? But what? ‘Good job, go to sleep?’ Bastard, even if there were enough bullets, I would have shot and killed him, really.”

“Come to think of it, how long have we not been together?”

“Since the last time I set fire to the police chief’s family, half a year? Oh, it’s complicated. Eat it up I don’t even remember because I was hungry.”

The woman mumbled, licking her tongue with her juice on her lips.

Raid. Slave. Bullet. Women are gang members just like men. They feel the same hunger. To the extent that appetite overcomes s*xual desire.

On their way out to loot, they found a convoy belonging to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, enslaved doctors and nurses, and stole cars and medicines and took them to Lambert.

Of course, there will be no proper compensation like gangsters, and those two men and women, um… Pretending to be eating while secretly eating, it seems to mean something like that.

What bullsh*t.

“Stop squeezing.”

Uh, if you press down on the ketchup like that…

“I think I’m going to make it.”

Of course it’s salty.

“I-I don’t think it will come out anymore.”

I hope you don’t put your hands together so politely and squeeze the sauce.

“Have you finished making it already? I can’t… I think I’ll choke.”

A man who lashes out at a woman who acts out gross charms. More reasons to kill.

The woman says so, but she puts on another layer of bread and rolls it around. Woo-geum, gurgling, inflating his cheeks, stuffing his mouth full and chewing.

“Oh, good… throat full… I love this. f*ck, but why are you hungry? Eat or eat. Maybe it’s because I grew up not eating normally.”

“Aren’t we the only ones like that? Doctors, nurses, kids from wealthy neighborhoods who eat well, grow up well, and are well educated. Even so, he groaned that he was hungry, and when he shook an almond bag, he listened very well. It was like an asshole.”

“Really? This crazy b*tch doesn’t. Were you very energetic? The owner of this jumper.”

The woman flapping her jumper gathered her big breasts, but the man was busy licking his juice.

“Whose is it?”

“Why? There’s a year that looks gloomy. A kid with long black hair, a bowed head, and a nipple bigger than his head. Wow, if that little head is enough to go to medical school… If I had studied with her heart, I think I would have become prime minister.”

That much? I miss you.

“Ah, that pretty girl? You locked it in the safe room so you can’t get your hands on it. It’s a special item that will be sold to VIPs at an expensive auction.”

“Special products are damn good. It’s completely flawed.”

The woman giggled.

“I and the three kids went in because they had to search me? Wow, the crazy b*tch is starting to rampage… She made my face into this shape. f*ck… Had to break his nose very much. It was embarrassing to just go there, so I thought I should bring a jumper, so I took it off and came.”

“That was it? The boss has eyes to see. It didn’t look that big from the outside.”

“Hmm. Well, it was just me.”

Looking at her talking so far with her swollen lips, it seems that she is at least much taller than that woman. You say ‘just me’? Probably not Seeing him suddenly lose his temper, I think my guess is correct.

“No, sir. Boobs don’t matter, you asshole. The forearms are the problem. I thought I was a zombie There were so many needle marks that there were not one or two bruised blood vessels. The inside of the elbow was also short, so it went all the way to the bottom of the wrist and the back of the hand.”

“Is it a drug fight?”

“No. It’s different. Do you have a very thick injection needle used for blood transfusion or medication? Injected directly into a vein. That’s the mark But there are no scars from the surgery? It means that somewhere in the body is seriously wrong, that’s it. It means it’s so broken that you can’t even use a knife, and you’re pouring medicine into it.”

“How do you know that?”

“Hey, I’m a Paramedic from the Lambert Police Department! Did you forget that I was the one who grabbed you by the head and put you in jail? Don’t you remember when you were drugged?”

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“Oops, did you? Then, should I ‘repay’ my benefactor?”

The man secretly attached his lower body. The woman twisted her body slightly, but it didn’t seem to dislike her.

But I saw. As I hugged her, with the other hand I ripped off the wrapper of a chocolate bar from my pocket and put it in my mouth and mumbled. It looked oddly greasy.

“Hey, I’m already hungry. Get rid of your body and buy some more bread.”

A woman’s excited voice.

“Damn it. Bread or something.”

“I ate it all.”

“Really? Then let’s get rid of it.”

It’s because he behaves badly. There won’t be Put the clothes back on and fold the wrapping paper tightly. A man with trash in his pocket is about to leave,

“What are you doing? Are you going to pack your luggage? What if I move it and spill it?”

That stupid woman is hastening her orders.

“Then what?”

“Let’s go out the back door and throw it over the fence.”

No. Think again. I hope not. Don’t you know we throw garbage in the trash can?

“Let’s do it.”

Fight.

If it were me, I wouldn’t have dared. He had never learned to fight, and had no reason to.

It’s not just fighting. Take a walk while controlling your breathing. Run with vigilance. Break the trap… I’ve seen the characters on the other side of the monitor do it, but I’ve never done it myself.

However, when I fell into this world, all of those movements. You can repeat the movements you are accustomed to seeing several times. Yet they worked just fine.

Can a physical fight be like that?

It should be.

Otherwise I will die here. Can do. Just do what you see. As I have done so far, I don’t know with my head, but my body remembers it.

Hold the rifle tightly with both hands. Waiting for the man and woman to turn around the partition. Waiting waiting… Now!

Puck.

“Extreme!” Cut the woman’s neck with the butt. “Kheuk!” A woman gets on her knees and grabs her neck. Kick a woman in the stomach

“Uh, uh uh uh?”

The man blocks the rifle that he swings like a bat with his arm. That’s right, good job I cut it with a hunting knife held in reverse.

“Good Deuk.”

Blood splatters. The man who grabbed his neck made the sound of the kettle draining hee-hee, then leaned against the wall and drooped.

“Hee, hee hee!”

The woman screams and runs away. Hit her on the back with her butt. “Kyaap!” Throws her body over a woman who has fallen She wraps her right arm around her neck and covers her mouth with her left hand.

“Kyaaah, Hang! Ahang! Ahh!”

The strangulation did not go as well as I had hoped. The struggle is too much. I desperately try to avoid being strangled.

“Ah! Oops! Fat! Hee hee!”

It gradually turns into a strange scream as the mouth is covered and then separated. Whispered in my ear. Power must be removed

“What is an auction?”

“Huh huh huh?”

“Tell me. What is an auction If you answer well, I’ll let you live.”

“The state, the surrounding gangs, the gang kids come to buy things from slaves. Oh, your team is supposed to come later.”

“What time?”

“Two, two hours. After about.”

“Where are the hostages?”

I try not to talk. Press the side of the neck with strength with your arms.

“Agagh uhhh… Dog.. Dog… “

“Hostages. Where are you?”

“Sah, the apple warehouse… “

Thump.

“I know it’s burning for the first time in a long time. I can hear it all.”

Both the woman and I hardened. The Watcher had returned. The woman suddenly bursts into her shouting.

“Hey, save me! Please help me, aaah!”

“What’s so good about it.”

“That’s not it, me, me, uh, how, do it!”

“… Hey wait a minute you like… Aren’t they the ones who like it?”

A voice that sounded oppressed and perplexed. The woman’s eyes turn black. The country will also be amazed. So instead I said

“They want to do it! With you!”

“Hey. Sorry. Anyway, I don’t think that’s the case. I am grateful, but… “

He strangled the woman and shouted loudly.

“Look, you’re not supposed to stand, right? Or maybe your s*xual orientation is different? You’re a bastard who can’t eat even if you give it to him! Then come and eat some bread!”

“uuu! Ahh, ahhh!”

The woman slumped. Wow, tough, really.

“Bread? Did you bring the bread? You guys really…!”

Outside, she leans her gun against the wall. Grab a knife and stand on the corner of her back door. The door snaps open. It’s wearing body armor, but it’s not the kind that protects your neck.

He picks up a knife. Stab at once

“…Kuh.”

He stands tall and hardens.

“…f*ck. Somehow…The kids who died of love for each other.”

“He’s dead.”

Kick the knee from behind and bend it. The guy collapses forward. Don’t hide

First of all, I took off my body armor. It was a bit messy, but I did it without difficulty. Concerned about the blood stains, I took off the jumper from the Center for Disease Control and Prevention that the woman was wearing and put it on. She wasn’t locked up because of the difference in her physique, but well, that’s good enough.

All three of them had nothing. All he had was a spare handkerchief that the man on guard had put in his pocket. It was a design that would have been perfect if it had the letters XX mountaineering club embroidered on it, but surprisingly, the words ‘Lambert Police Station’ were embroidered on it.

That woman used to be a police medic. The man is a gang member. Local police and gangs are working hand in hand to open a market for looting, murder, human trafficking, and even human auctions.

‘Come to think of it, other organizations said they were coming too.’

I think I can take this much bigger than I expected.

“Good.”

A red handkerchief wrapped in a redneck gang style. Now, from a distance, I am also a member of the Lambert gang.

It’s a perfect costume for fighting.