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Chapter 177 The cause of death: heat stroke

“Wow, wow…”

I don't know how long it took, but a series of noisy and harsh current sounds passed by the intercom, awakening Li Cang from the mechanical killing - it is said that doing the same thing for a long time will make people slow, so he believed it this time.

The corpses of the zombies almost filled the first floor of the teaching building. God knows how many they killed and how long it lasted.

"Are there no corpses coming in..."

Li Cang was dizzy and looked outside.

The assassin team composed of dog legs has a great record, but it is much exaggerated than in the teaching building. The body has spread most of the playground so that the fake lawn cannot see the original green of the fake lawn.

Don’t ask, asking means “sneaking”, “hidden”, and “assassination” have already reached the master level.

There were basically no groups of zombies coming outside the school, and there were only a few scattered ones. The dog-legged team did not go out under the instructions of Li Cang. Some continued to execute assassination orders, and some of the turtles retracted into the teaching building, cooperating with the Big Corpse Brother to surround the remaining zombies.

"My...goog... I can finally take a breath..."

Lao Wang leaned back to the sky and fell into the pile of corpses, pulled a pillow on his thigh to make himself more comfortable, and his mouth made intermittent moans.

The sweat from his body soaked his clothes and pants as if they had just been fished out of the water, and it showed a bit of oil.

"I feel that what flows out of my pores in the end is no longer sweat but blood..."

"Don't talk nonsense, you have blood everywhere, the blood vessels are probably flowing in liquid fat," Li Lace leaned against the wall, her eyes unwilling to open: "Isn't it great to throw a few pounds of fat?"

"Yes, it's great. I don't want to live anymore. It's too tiring to live..."

"After all you have is sweating, look at me again," Li Cang wiping the blood on his face hard and complained, "I can guarantee that my buddy will rush into the corpse group now, and they will definitely not recognize me as a living person."

"Who are you, Brother Blood Gourd?" Lao Wang glanced at him and said, "It's so disgusting. I'm so fucking slurry!"

Li Cang pulled a ball of rag from a walking corpse and rubbed it hard.

"My grass," Lao Wang almost vomited, "Stop rubbing, squeeze out the juice, hey!"

After a while, he gave up struggling dejectedly.

The zombie's flesh and blood, and other things were arranged clearly, Li Cang's left and right layer, and the mixture became extremely sticky, and most of it had dried up and could not be erased at all.

Lao Wang comforted: "Don't panic, at least there is good news, that is, you can't smell your own...don't..."

Li Cang carried out a bucket of water dispenser from the classroom, cut off the upper half with one knife, and threw off the top and washed it happily.

Lao Wang panicked: "Damn... leave me some water..."

"Move it in by yourself, and there is a water dispenser in every classroom," said Li Cang. "Da Lei Zi, you can wash it too, otherwise the blood will fuck you and feel uncomfortable. This ghost weather may have exceeded 40 degrees today..."

After a simple wash, the big corpse brother and others were left, and the three of them went up to the roof.

The person who was guarding the stairs with a gun was relieved when he saw that it was them and said nothing.

but...

The atmosphere on the roof is subtle.

Zang Wei forced a smile and handed the telescope to Li Cang.

"I just sprinkled human blood and found that there were no corpses coming. I think it's over."

Li Cang was puzzled: "What happened to you...?"

Zang Wei pointed to the person leaning against the edge of the rooftop and was covered with clothes and said, "My second uncle, I'm leaving."

Li Cang's first feeling is absurd...

There is such a big scene downstairs, it is impossible for a zombie to sneak in under the legs of the big corpse brother and their layers of blocking them. Besides, there are no signs of fighting around. Are you telling me now that someone is dead?

His scalp was tight and he thought of a possibility:

"How did you die? When did it happen? Why don't you contact us through intercom? What does it look like? Where did it come from? Climbing a wall or flying? Did you hurt it?"

Zang Wei:...

Her people:...

The scene is weird.

After a long time, Zang Wei said in a particularly confused tone.

“Emergency, heat stroke…”

"My second uncle is only in his 50s this year and is in good health. He is a little lazy and he usually does half of his work. He just was busy killing zombies, but he didn't pay attention to him falling against the wall. When he found out, he was already..."

The scene is even more weird.

It's ridiculously quiet.

Finally, Li Cang said something,

"Uh, then you mourn."

Zang Wei nodded and shook his head again. There was not much sadness, but his expression was quite complicated.

"In the past two months, I fell into the island, hungry, zombies, wild beasts... I am as careful as walking a tightrope every day, but I never expected that someone would break it under such circumstances..."

"Ah, that's OK...puff..."

Li Cang turned his head hurriedly and saw a headless female corpse gushing with a lot of blood, and her beautiful body slammed on the ground with a bang.

On the edge of the rooftop five meters away, a black shadow flashed and moved in astonishingly fast.

The gunshots were loud, but they didn't hit.

The sound of glass breaking came from the rooftop, and the figure had already jumped into the fifth floor.

"Siyi..." Li Mingming shouted in disbelief.

"What!" Zang Wei shouted, "What is that?"

"I don't know, I jumped up from the rooftop, and then Siyi..."

"It's in the classroom on the fifth floor!" Li Cang rushed straight to the stairs with his big wand.

Lao Wang cursed: "I'm simply awesome to your ancestors. It's just your mother. When you come up, you check if there is anything on every floor, right?"

"Now is not the time to talk about this," Zang Wei said sternly, "Mingming, Dajun, Lao Lei, come with me, others, protect yourself. That thing is different from an ordinary zombie!"

Soon, Li Cang knew why no one had checked the fifth floor.

Apart from several classrooms with fifth-grade class signs on the classroom, there is an old antique flat iron grille door in the middle of the corridor. The large chain on the door is as thick as two thumbs.

Li Cang turned around and said to Zang Wei,

"Let your people come down from the roof to find my servant of fate."

"good..."

After Lao Wang touched and hammered it for a few times, the rusty cracked iron lock would crack on the spot.

"Damn it," Lao Wang cursed, "I'm afraid this broken school isn't a haunted person. What do you want to do with such a big iron gate in the corridor?"

The room behind the corridor has been converted into a utility room, with various cabinets, textbooks, and used tables and chairs piled up like mountains.

Li Cang thought to himself that someone had lived here after the disaster?

There was a lot of charcoal ash in the classroom, and the walls had been smoked black and yellow.

"Boom~"

The sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground and Zang Wei's screams came from next door.

"We blocked it...ah..."

Bang bang, the gunshot of the short-bottle double-shot trolley is dull and powerful.

Li Cang turned his head and saw Li Lace pulling Zang Wei's arm to drag her out of another classroom.

Zang Wei's hands were covered in blood, and the double-tube hunting rifle was twisted into a strange shape.

Li Lace said loudly,
Chapter completed!
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