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Hearing this, Ajie immediately became alert, looked at me with a serious face and asked.

"What do you want to do? Want me to help you kill someone?"

I smiled and spoke to him slowly.

"I want you to teach me how to box."

Chapter 39 I Want You to Teach Me Boxing

"I want you to teach me how to box."

"……what?"

After hearing what I said, Ajie was stunned for a moment, and then he looked as if there was nothing wrong with his brain.

No matter what era it is, boxing and kicking can never be better than firearms, so in the context of this zombie siege, anyone who still wants to practice boxing may not be in their right mind.

To be honest, if I had a good shot, I would have chopped off Ajie's head after knocking him out.

"Anyway, you teach me how to fight, and I'll bring you two cans of food every day. That's a deal."

Without waiting for Ajie to object, I put the shotgun on my back and turned to walk towards the door. Ajie looked at my back and his eyes twitched.

Now, I had my back to him and my finger was not on the trigger. Given his physical strength, he was very confident that he could snatch my shotgun.

"Oh, by the way, don't leave this room."

I suddenly turned around and warned Ajie solemnly.

"It will be dangerous."

After saying that, I walked out of the room and closed the door. After hearing the footsteps gradually fading away, Ajie stood up cursing.

"What are you thinking about while I teach you boxing?"

Ajie pulled out the old sheets on the bed, tore them in between, and made a bundle for trading. He put the cans of food in it while still muttering to himself.

"If you hadn't killed me before, I would have grabbed the gun and ran away."

"I don't have time to fool around with you. Do you think you are the Monkey King? Just because I draw a circle and don't let you out, do you really mean you can't get out?"

"See what you can do."

While complaining madly, Ajie put the package on his back and searched around the house for something that could be used as a weapon, but in the end he only found a chair leg.

After making all the preparations, Ajie quickly moved to the window, intending to observe the situation nearby. However, when he looked out the window, his pupils suddenly shrank, his face turned pale in an instant, and he couldn't help but swear.

"Fuck you..."

I saw a wide street outside the window. There was nothing special about it. The only special thing was the densely packed zombies.

"hiss……"

Looking at the densely packed zombies, Ajie took a breath of cold air, then turned around in horror, and hurriedly blocked the door with all the movable things in the house.

On the other side, I picked up a blood-stained bed sheet on the street and walked forward slowly.

I'm not a fool, how could I leave Ajie where he could escape?

As the only human living in this city, I am quite familiar with the zombies' favorite gathering spots.

So, after Ajie fell into a coma, I cut my own artery, dyed a bed sheet red with my blood, wrapped Ajie's body with the bed sheet, and brought him all the way to this place.

As I expected, the group of zombies were very disgusted with my blood and didn't even notice Ajie's existence.

However, after the blood dried, it seemed that it no longer had the ability to make the zombies dislike it, which was a pity.

As time went by, I finally discovered that there seemed to be many strange things about my body.

The most abnormal thing might be Tongtong, who mutated after drinking my blood.

Thirty minutes later, I returned to the community. It was already noon, and this might be the earliest time I have returned home recently.

However, when I arrived at the community, I noticed something strange.

Quiet, too quiet.

The zombies that had originally gathered here disappeared without a trace.

I frowned slightly. This kind of situation has happened before. At that time, a group of fools rushed into the area with a high density of zombies and caused a tide of zombies.

At that time, almost all the zombies in the area were led away by that group of fools who were running for their lives, leaving me with peace and quiet for several days.

So, is there a new fool breaking in here today?

I wasn't too worried. According to past rules, it would only take five days at most. After five days, the place would be full of zombies again. Those stupid guys really liked this place.

There were no signs of fighting nearby, but the iron frame I used to block the gate of the community had signs of being hit and fell on the grass on one side.

I squatted down, looked carefully at the impact marks on the iron frame, then slowly raised my head and looked into the distance.

I saw a car overturned in the shadow of the community.

Seeing this, I took out my dagger and approached there cautiously. There was no trace of zombies in the community.

This is enough to prove that the zombies did not find the car, so there might be someone inside the car.

I have no intention of killing anyone, but I must at least be prepared to be killed.

Before I reached the car, I heard a faint cry of pain, and it seemed to be a woman.

I frowned, carefully walked to the car door and quickly stuck my head out.

After seeing the scene in the car clearly, I was stunned for a moment, and then I retracted the dagger in my hand.

I saw a young girl lying in a pool of blood in the driver's seat of the car. She was breathing weakly and moaning softly, relying only on instinct.

There was no one else in the car, maybe her companions had abandoned her.

I opened the car door and quietly took the girl out. Without having time to take her anywhere else, I laid her flat on the grass.

Her shoulder was bleeding profusely. It must have been cut by something sharp when the car overturned, and she fainted in the impact.

I breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't a fatal injury, but the wound needed to be bandaged in time to prevent infection.

So I carried the girl all the way back home, kicked the door open roughly, and put her on the sofa.

"Tear it apart"

I held her shoulders and tore her clothes to pieces. I then fetched some clean water, poured it on her wounds, and cleaned them for her.

After cleaning the wound twice, I took out a clean cloth, wrapped it around her shoulders, and bandaged it carefully several times.

"call……"

After treating the wound, I let out a long breath and looked down at the girl.

It was not until this time that I could see the girl's face clearly.

The girl looked young. According to the standards of the apocalypse, she could perhaps be considered a beauty, except that her skin was a little dark and her face looked a little rough.

Well, there is a big difference between her and the delicate and beautiful Tongtong, who can be considered stunning in a civilized society.

Ahem, my thoughts have strayed a bit.

I continued to look at the girl. She didn't have any weapons on her and seemed to be just a driver, so there should be other people in her car.

By the way, her breasts are so flat, almost flatter than mine.

Just as I was daydreaming, there was a noise at the door.

I turned around and saw Tongtong standing at the door, with her head slightly tilted, looking at me and the girl on the sofa with some confusion.

For no reason, I felt a little guilty. I quickly stood up from the sofa and spoke in a panic.

"No, Tongtong, please listen to my explanation."

"Huh?"

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"Huh?"

After hearing my pale explanation, Tongtong's puzzled gaze stayed on me for a moment and then quickly moved away to fall on the injured girl.

When I followed Tongtong's gaze and looked at the injured girl, I paused and finally realized a very serious problem.

The zombie girl might not be jealous, but she would probably eat people.

I don’t know if it was my illusion, but Tongtong’s eyes seemed to change. When she was about to take a step forward, I hurriedly took a step forward, blocked her way, and whispered.

"No."

I was so stupid and crazy that I actually forgot that no matter how close Tongtong was to me, she was still a zombie, a man-eating zombie.

She couldn't become human.

When I realized this, it felt like a needle pierced deep into my heart and the pain was unbearable.

I looked at Tongtong. She still looked the same as before, but in my eyes, she suddenly became strange.

After all, it's just drinking poison to quench thirst...

My eyes became dim, and in silence, I pushed Tongtong's body and walked out of the room.

Tongtong looked at me blankly, as if she didn't understand why I didn't let her into the house.

I didn't use much strength, and with Tongtong's incredible strength, she could easily push me away.

But Tongtong didn't do that. She just stared at me blankly with her little mouth open, opening and closing nervously but no sound came out.

For the first time, her little hands took the initiative to grab the corner of my clothes, holding it tightly and refusing to let go.

Helplessly, I walked out of the room, closed the door behind me, and stood in the corridor with Tongtong.

I didn't dare look directly at Tongtong, or even at her little face. I just turned around and walked upstairs along the stairs.

Tongtong followed me closely, pulling at the corner of my clothes, looking a little scared and nervous, as if she thought I was going to abandon her.

I walked to the third floor, opened the door of Room 301, and walked into the room with Tongtong.

A cunning rabbit has three burrows, so of course I couldn't be unprepared. In this building, in addition to the basement, there are many rooms, which are my secret bases for storing supplies.

For example, this one is filled with gasoline and diesel that I collected from all over the place, but of course this is not all of my inventory.

In the city, at a zombie gathering point in the east, there were many large trucks parked, and their fuel tanks were full.

I simply tidied up the room and made room for a sofa, then I pulled Tongtong, who was a little nervous, to sit down with me.

"Tongtong, you can stay here for the time being."

This was a helpless move. I couldn't put Tongtong in the same room with an injured human.

Yes, I did feel a little sad.

If you ask me why I am sad, I can't explain it clearly.

I don’t know if Tongtong understood what I said. When I left the room, she didn’t follow me. She just sat alone on the sofa, with her brows lowered, looking lonely and silent.

A long time ago, I said that I regarded Tongtong as my medicine, to numb myself and prevent myself from having a mental breakdown and becoming a complete lunatic.

This may sound cruel, but humans are not plants or trees, so who can be heartless?

After spending so much time together, I have long been accustomed to Tongtong being by my side, so how could I bear to leave her behind?

I felt like I was going crazy. When I returned to the room, I stared at the unconscious girl and thought to myself.

Since this guy's injuries are not serious, I will send her away immediately and bring Tongtong back.

But suddenly, I was shocked by my own thoughts.

What's wrong with me? I've been killed countless times, and I didn't care at all afterwards, so why do I lose my composure when it comes to Tongtong?

Am I really in love with Tongtong, a zombie?

The messy thoughts, like spider silk, have woven a big web in my heart. A spider that I cannot see clearly is crawling around on it, stirring the web from time to time, which makes me upset.

This chaos continued until night time, and at this time, the injured girl finally woke up.

"what…"

Under the cold light, the unknown girl woke up slowly. She was stunned by the unfamiliar environment. Then she wanted to sit up quickly, but she pulled her wound again. After crying out in pain, she lay down again.

After hearing the girl's cry of pain, I, who was still in the kitchen, picked up a bowl of hot porridge, walked out slowly, and said lightly.