Chapter 3 I'm going to kill you!!!

The number of red tickets has increased, and an additional chapter has been added. Hey hey.

Chapter 3 I want to kill you!!!

After vomiting, Qin Bin's two packs of instant noodles, three ham sausages and an egg were all handed over to the ground; but at this time, even the French set meal could not be eaten.

Wo! ～

Such a big movement naturally attracted other zombies, found a clean plastic bag on the ground and put it into his pocket. Then a few axes smashed the heads of the poor insects who had been cut off their legs. Qin Bin continued to touch the third floor.

The third floor is the work area of the company's managers. The personnel manager who was killed by himself may have come down from above. Thinking of this, Qin Bin accelerated his pace and kept praying that his parents were fine.

"My good boy, these guys' clothes are neat!" Through the thick glass door, Qin Bin saw that the whole office area of the office building was full of zombies wandering everywhere. This time, Qin Bin saw zombies without arms and legs. They should all become zombies after being bitten and infected.

From this, Qin Bin also confirmed that this zombie virus can definitely be transmitted through blood. In the past, when watching movies and playing games, the things in it could only be learned from, but they could not fully believe it. For example, the movement speed and agility of this zombie are very different from those in American zombie films; the zombies in the movie are as fast as flying, but the ones I met move step by step like an old lady.

The zombies on the other side of the glass door quickly found Qin Bin, the food in their mouth, and all squeezed into the glass door. Those who were close were already patting the glass door.

But in any big company, this kind of glass door is several centimeters thick, and with the ability of these zombies, it can't be broken for the time being.

"What should I do? I have to find my mother and father. These guys in the general manager's office are blocked. I have to find a way!" Looking around, Qin Bin found that in addition to a few flower pots, there was only a security guard on duty table and a mop.

Yes!

This table is estimated to weigh more than 50 catties, but it just comes in handy.

Three minutes later, Qin Bin prepared the trap. The glass door can be opened on both sides. Qin Bin pushed the glass door in about half with a table, which is not wide or narrow, which can accommodate a zombie. Qin Bin himself stood on the table, which was nearly one meter wide and could not be caught by the zombies.

Holding a simple spear made of a mop rod, Qin Bin waited for the fish to be hooked.

chi.

The sharp bamboo spear successfully stabbed the zombies in front of him, but Qin Bin was depressed to find that the zombie did not fall, but just broke the skin. The bamboo spear was taken back, and Qin Bin sharpened the broken front end with a fire axe again. Although the zombie was a zombie, its skull was still very hard. The small bamboo spear wanted to pierce, which was pure bullshit.

"You are paralyzed, I let you roar! You asked me to scream!" Qin Bin, who was covered with blood with a transparent plastic bag, accurately stabbed a spear into the mouth of the zombie just now. Due to excessive force, the bamboo spear directly penetrated it.

He pulled out the bamboo spear hard, and Qin Bin continued to repeat this assassination. The stupid zombies lined up one by one for Qin Bin to kill one after another. In front of the huge glass door, the thick zombies were half a meter high!

In the end, even if you don't use this table, the glass door can't be closed. There are advantages and disadvantages. These bodies have seriously hindered Qin Bin's killing plan. There are too many bodies, and the remaining dozen zombies behind are a little difficult to kill. Pound them in the chest? You can't kill them at all, just add more vomit to yourself.

Another spear accurately pierced the mouth of the zombies. When these brain-watered zombies squeezed into the small exit, they found that their mouth could not reach the target, so they bent down and stretched their heads; this just coincided with Qin Bin's wishes.

Five minutes later, Qin Bin no longer had zombies in his sight. He stepped on the hill composed of zombies. Qin Bin held a spear in his left and an axe in his right, and carefully searched the whole office area one by one. As for the glass door, with the table blocking it, according to the IQ of these zombies, they should not know how to get here.

Not to mention, Qin Bin's search gained a lot, and more than a dozen poor people imprisoned in the office were eliminated by him one by one. Soon, Qin Bin, who was stained with blood, came to the general manager's office and gently opened the door. It was empty. Qin Bin breathed a sigh of relief and secretly said that his father and mother had their own nature and must have been evacuated by the government.

After searching the remaining offices one after another, Qin Bin did not find a zombie. Next, only one conference room was not searched.

As soon as he approached the door of the conference room, Qin Bin heard a frightening sound of chewing, which was also mixed with the sound of broken bones.

Qin Bin's heart sank fiercely, but there was still a trace of luck in his heart.

Putting the bamboo spear aside, Qin Bin clenched the fire axe with both hands, took a deep breath, and kicked the door of the conference room!

Bang!

The door lock broke in response, and the two gates were quickly scraped to both sides, and several unlucky zombies were blown away by the door.

Wo!!!

The zombies who were disturbed to eat put down the things in their hands, stood up one by one and surrounded Qin Bin. Their speed was a little faster than those just killed; but they were still not as fast as Qin Bin.

Bang!

An axe hit the head of the guy in front. The old power had been exhausted, and the new power had not yet come into being. Qin Bin raised his foot and kicked the other one away. A beautiful roundabout beheaded the third zombie, and nearly 20 zombies in the office poured out.

TM, do you want to fight in a group? There is no door!" The office area is full of small intervals surrounded by pavilions. As soon as Qin Bin runs, the zombies behind him can't keep up with the rhythm.

Guerrilla tactics, a masterpiece of great men more than a hundred years ago, are now used by Qin Bin. After walking around a few circles with zombies, Qin Bin turned around and caught up with several zombies running at the end.

Bang!

Another unlucky man was hit in the head. The originally neat and clean office building was gradually smeared with a layer of red, but the smell of blood was really uncomfortable.

After cleaning up these zombies, Qin Bin came to the door of the conference room again with anxiety and wanted to enter, but he was afraid that his worries would become a reality.

After wandering for nearly a minute, Qin Bin finally gritted his teeth and walked in.

What should come will always come, and if you don't come, you won't come either.

The conference room can no longer be called a conference room. It should be called a Shura field. The smooth floor tiles have long been covered by a thick layer of blood stains, and various parts of the human body are scattered everywhere.

Qin Bin's eyes unconsciously glanced at the conference room, and those meeting documents could no longer be recognized; suddenly, a shoe came into Qin Bin's sight.

Plop!

"Mom!!!"

〖End of this chapter〗.

The plot needs. Please don't think I'm cold-blooded and ruthless. I don't want to do this either...