Chapter 120 Zombie Hatred

Looking at the fragments on the ground, Fu Feifan and Xu Hui couldn't help looking at each other. There was no blood on the ground, and the whole corpse seemed to have been frozen. In Kuang Feifan's view, it was more like a disassembled dummy, but obviously, the head of the person who fell to the ground was definitely not fake, showing a dead ashed face, retaining With an extremely frightened expression, his eyes turned white and stared at the two.

Xu Hui's muzzle has been inseparable from the man's head for fear that he will suddenly get up and bite people. Moreover, he tried to hide the violent beating in his heart. He took two steps forward and narrowed his eyes and looked carefully. He had a feeling that this was just a simple piece of corpse and could no longer be blamed.

straightened up, looked into the room, turned around and said to Xu Hui, "Let's go in and have a look. By the way, you can check the photo to see if it's Shen Jun."

Compared with the results, the head is indeed Shen Jun. Unexpectedly, I just found a person who had a small building, but I still couldn't get in touch with it.

The two frowned and walked into the house, of course, very carefully avoiding the corpses on the ground.

At the end of the short aisle, there are two large and small rooms on both sides. When they walked to the head and looked, the right cabin was empty. They looked at the slightly larger room on the left side together. The water and electricity of the whole building had been cut off at some point. Unexpectedly, Shen Jun would live here. In the room, the candles on the window sill and the wall were early. It was extinguished. It may have been blown out by the wind.

There is no furniture in the room. There is a mattress beside the wall, with a messy quilt and a pillow. In the middle of the room, a wooden box is placed as a table. Plastic lunch boxes are thrown on the table. I don't know whether it is Shen Jun's lunch or dinner. There is a bench next to the table, but there is a bulging large nylon bag. Put it next to the mattress.

Xu Hui said doubtfully, "Is this boy really living here?"

As he said, he looked around and frowned and asked, "Do you think he should be hiding here?"

Bang Feifan nodded in agreement. He walked to the table, looked at the lunch box above, and suddenly said, "He may not have died today."

Xu Hui followed him and saw that the rest of the rice in the box had become moldy and deteriorated, and it would take at least two or three days. There was a pile of cigarette butts on the ground next to it, as well as a soft cigarette box and an empty second pot bottle.

The extraordinary eyes fell on the nylon bag.

On this occasion, the two no longer follow the requirements of the general crime scene, and the process of taking photos and wearing gloves has been thrown aside. They took the heavy large nylon bag, one sitting on the cabinet, the other sitting on a small bench, and began to look through the things in the bag.

After opening it, I knew that it was full of clothes, and I couldn't tell whether it was dirty or clean. However, Xu Hui raised his flashlight and took out a shake. Seeing that there was nothing, he threw it aside.

In this way, almost everything in the bag was thrown into **, and nothing useful was found.

Until all the clothes were emptied, the two saw a 32 hard leather notebook at the bottom of the bag.

Bang Feifan reached out and picked up the notebook and slowly opened it.

At first, he thought it was a diary, but after reading a few lines, he realized that what was recorded in this book was Shen Jun's last words.

It seems that he has realized a long time ago that he could not escape the emergence of death.

Kuang Feifan hurriedly looked at it and looked up at Xu Hui and said, "Let's go back quickly."

Xu Hui nodded, which was obviously not suitable for carefully studying the contents of the notebook.

The reason why Feifan wanted to leave quickly was that he had felt that something was wrong in the room. The temperature in the room suddenly dropped, and bursts of cold airflows flowed around like the chill he felt when he opened the refrigerator.

Xu Hui also felt that there was something wrong. He stood up and couldn't help muttering, "I said it couldn't be so smooth."

Wang Feifan couldn't help laughing bitterly.

As soon as the two were about to walk to the door, they heard a sound of "clucky" footsteps coming, not slow, but they just leaned towards them.

Soon, two thighs appeared at the door, only legs, and left and right upside down. Behind the thighs, there were two feet wearing worn leather shoes upside down. The footsteps came from these two feet, and the thigh rubbed directly on the ground.

Xu Hui pulled out his gun and was not in a hurry to shoot. Instead, he raised the wooden box that was used as a table with one hand and threw it hard.

Seeing the box fall through the thighs and fall to the ground, it suddenly fell away. It seems that the legs and feet are just illusions, but they are illusions that both of them can fall into at the same time.

As the box landed, the broken leg and foot disappeared out of thin air.

Hu Feifan looked at Xu Hui with a wry smile, and the two rushed out of the door quickly.

At the gate of the house, the corpse on the ground has been restored to a person, Shen Jun.

Seeing Shen Jun with his back to them, they couldn't help but subconsciously stop and stay for a while. Moreover, Feifan turned around and carried the small bench and was about to hit Shen Jun.

However, before he raised it, Shen Jun's head suddenly lifted up from the drooping posture and heard a "quack". His head directly twisted 180 degrees. His pale face and round eyes kept turning over, and the expression on his face had changed from panic to a ferocious smile.

Hu Feifan and Xu Hui only felt stared at by the body's eyes, and a cold chill soaked into the depths of their hearts.

Seeing the two people walk out of the room, Shen Jun suddenly jumped up and turned directly in half a circle in the air. His head turned back at the same time and still rushed at them.

Then, he slowly jumped forward, like a zombie in the movie.

Shen Jun turned into a zombie.

The two couldn't believe this fact. In addition to the hell, they could still see zombies today.

With a ferocious face, blood-red eyes and bloodless lips, Feifan and Xu Hui only felt a strong hatred covering them.

Xu Hui's face changed, and he instinctively raised his hand and shot Shen Jun in the head.

After the gunshot, Shen Jun suddenly had a hole in his head. The impact of the bullet slowed down the momentum of the body to jump forward. Unexpectedly, it was obvious that the zombies were different from the zombies in the movie. For a moment, he jumped forward again, which was closer to them.

"Damn, The Walking Dead is a lie..." Xu Hui casually said.

Facing this actual specific breed, he doesn't seem to be as frightened as when he sees a ghost.

What's more, he was not in a hurry to take action on the bench, but held the legs of the stool and prepared to use it as a protective weapon.

Zombies are getting closer and closer to them. Although they should not seem to have self-consciousness, in the extraordinary eyes, they feel that Shen Jun has regarded them as their greatest enemies.

At the same time, the gun in Xu Hui's hand sounded again.