"Grandpa Zhou, I am Mo Qian, Fang Tian asked me to come to you!" Mo Qian entered the orphanage and shouted loudly.
The old man walked out of the building: "What happened?"
"Fang Tian said that the zombies are coming, so let's drive away together first." Mo Qian said in an urgent tone.
The old man led her into the room without hesitation: "Get the car battery and gasoline, we'll leave right away!"
As he spoke, he took out a shotgun and a pistol, and handed the pistol to Mo Qian: "Hold it, you will need it."
At this moment, in the street, the survivors who were awakened gathered together and discussed the loud noise:
"What exploded?"
"It seems to be the headquarters of the organization."
"Are there any casualties?"
"I didn't know that something like this could happen."
"It won't attract zombies, right?"
"No, they are far away and can't be noticed."
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Dayang, who was keeping vigil at the wire fence, wiped cold sweat from his face as he looked at the firelight: "Fortunately, I'm keeping vigil tonight, otherwise I would have been killed too." Then he felt the earth shaking, and the thumping hit his heart, and the sound became louder and louder.
The closer it is, the more it comes from the infected area.
"What is it?" He climbed up the tower and looked around. The scene in front of him made him collapse to the ground, his body was weak and his legs were trembling.
He saw the huge tyrant and the endless zombies behind him.
"I'm going to die..."
In desperation, he used his last bit of courage to sound the alarm.
The shrill sirens hovered over the entire safety zone, and everyone was in chaos, with a feeling of despair and fear spreading.
Because they know that the alarm will only sound when zombies attack the city.
They were so confused that they didn't know what to do.
Some people chose to run away, wanting to hide somewhere where the zombies could not see them; some people immediately ran home, locked the door tightly, hugged their families and cried loudly.
And more people choose to arrive in Hangzhou because they don't want to give up hope, even if there is a glimmer of opportunity.
"Brothers! As long as there is hope, pick up weapons, pick up weapons!"
"Damn it, you've made money by living till now, there's nothing to be afraid of!"
"Let's live together when we live, and rise when we die. We won't be lonely on the road."
"Everyone has two shoulders and one head, who is afraid of whom?"
They gathered together with pistols, machetes, steel pipes, hoes... Putting aside their hatred and dissatisfaction with each other, they gathered together and planned to defend to the death and not let a zombie in.
But when the huge figure of the tyrant appeared and stepped on the fence, they were in despair. What a ridiculous and feeble persistence.
Tonight is the night of death.
The zombies were fighting with the survivors, no! They were slaughtering the survivors. There were wailings, shouts, pistol sounds, and low roars, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.
The tyrant is extremely excited, this is his killing paradise.
Grandma Liu heard the noise outside, picked up her glasses and put them on, walked tremblingly to the door and took a look:
"It turns out that zombies rushed in."
Then he returned to the rocking chair and sat down peacefully, with a kind look on his face and closed his eyes as if he had fallen asleep.
"My dear daughter, are you afraid?" Mu Qiang stood by the window holding his dependent daughter.
"I'm afraid, but I don't want to become them." There were dried tears on her daughter's face.
"Don't be afraid! Dad is with you!"
"Um!"
The father and daughter hugged each other tightly and jumped out of the open window.
An organization member leaned against the wall and gasped for breath. Countless zombies surrounded him. He pointed the pistol with the last bullet left at his temple:
"Damn it, I won't die like a monster!"
The gunshot didn't sound, it jammed, and at that moment the zombies pounced on him and started biting him.
Dayang on the tower looked at his companions who were fighting, and finally woke up, mustering up the courage to climb down and join the battle: "I'm coming!"
Bump! With a sound, he was trampled to pieces by the tyrant.
The bright moonlight quietly watched this extremely tragic scene.
Fang Tian also rushed here at this moment, watching the people he had been with day and night being slaughtered, feeling pain and desolation in his heart, and helplessly clenching his fists.
He can't save it.
After taking a deep look, he chose to leave and at the same time took out the intercom and said: "Sister Erhei! Where are you now?"
"We're getting close, how are you?" came Mo Qian's voice.
"I'm fine. Listen to me, you get in the car and leave immediately. There is a survival guide in the storage box. You go directly to the place I marked!"
"But...I really don't have to wait for you?"
"I will find you, trust me, be good!" After saying that, Fang Tian hung up the intercom.
"Does he really have a way to find us?" Mo Qian couldn't help but tremble in her voice as she listened to the screams not far away.
"This kid means he has it. He has had ideas since he was a child. He could escape from the orphanage under my nose every time before. Don't worry, he can't be beaten now." The old man comforted Mo Qian.
Mo Qian cheered up a little and continued walking with the old man.
Fang Tian rushed into the zombie group and kept moving towards Mo Qian. His spear was flying along the way, killing zombies one after another. At this time, he found someone like him, running constantly. If he looked carefully, it was Song.
wild.
"Song Ye, I'm here to take your life!" Now that we've met him, how can we let him go!
Song Ye was about to go find the poisonous bee. When he heard the sound, he looked back and was shocked when he saw it was Fang Tian: "You're not dead yet!"
"I thought it wouldn't be that easy for me to die. Take your life!"
"No, no, no, no. In this case, we should unite and break out together. What do you think?" Song Ye lowered his attitude. He didn't want to die here.
Fang Tian didn't say anything, and directly shot across to express his attitude.
Song Ye quickly dodged: "Are you crazy? If we delay any longer, we will all die."
"If I don't kill you, I'll be sorry for the people who died!"
"Okay, okay," Song Ye tightened the dagger in his hand and said with a vicious look on his face: "Then you go and accompany them!"
Fang Tian didn't want to waste time with him, so he directly activated the instant killing technique.
Song Ye only felt a breath of death covering his whole body, and then Fang Tian appeared in front of him. He didn't even react, and his throat was pierced by a spear.
"You... what kind of skill is this and why is it so powerful..." Song Ye's throat was gushing with blood, and he looked incredulous.
There's only one move! I didn't even see his figure.
Fang Tian didn't look at him again, turned around and left. With a plop, Song Ye fell to the ground and died behind him.
The old man looked at the zombies approaching behind him and said to Mo Qian: "We have to speed up the time."
Mo Qian bit her lip, nodded and quickened her pace. Listening to the melee sounds getting smaller and smaller, she knew that the battle was coming to an end, and there was no suspense about which side would win.
The two finally came to the car shop, found the car hidden here, and started working on it. One person installed the battery, and the other added gasoline.
"Okay, get in the car quickly!"
After getting in the car, the two took out the survival guide and began to determine the location.
"Fang Tian, where are you? We are ready to leave!" Mo Qian held the walkie-talkie in her hand.
Squeak, squeak, squeak... messy sounds came from the intercom.
"Fang Tian, did you hear that? Answer me!"
There was still no sound, and Mo Qian was a little panicked. At this time, the old man said: "Don't worry, since you let us go first, you will definitely have a way to catch up with us."
Mo Qian had no other choice but to silently bless him in her heart.
Just as the old man was about to start the car, he suddenly stopped: "Look."
Mo Qian looked up and saw countless zombies surrounding the door. The old man lowered his voice and said, "They haven't found us yet, hide in the car and don't make any noise."
They looked at the swarm of zombies, not daring to make any sound or even take a breath.
During this period, the outside suddenly became quiet, and even the tyrant stopped rioting. The two looked at each other, and each could feel the message in the other's eyes.
It's over, the zombies have finished their massacre! How about Fang Tian...
Bah, bah... There are footsteps approaching slowly. Who could it be?
A figure slowly walked out from the group of zombies. He was wearing a cloak and his pace was slow and leisurely, as if he was taking a walk. The strange thing was that he was obviously a human being, but the zombies turned a blind eye to him.
He walked to the car, took off his hat, revealing a bald head. He smiled coldly at Mo Qian: