Chapter 3 Evolutionary Zombie

However, He Wen didn't care about sighing, so he began to search the room and opened the window to let the light in.

He Wen grabbed a man's leather bag and looked at it, and then was a little stunned. The male zombie turned out to be a policeman before his death.

"Police?" He Wen seemed to suddenly remember something. He quickly took out the map and looked at the signs on the map. The public security bureau was about a miles away from here, which was very close.

When he thought of the police, He Wen immediately thought of guns!

Every man dreams of owning a gun, and He Wen is no exception, and if he has a gun, he can avoid fighting with zombies at close range without being careful about being infected.

There must be a gun in the police station, which is the first thing He Wen thought of.

Thinking of this, He Wen couldn't help but be excited. He put away the map, opened the wardrobe, wrapped a large handful of women's clothes, pulled out the fire axe and finished the work. As for the mop stick, which was full of zombies' brains, which looked disgusting.

It's past five o'clock in the afternoon. The sunset is shining on the earth, and the whole city looks extremely desolate and not angry at all.

The zombies on the street are wandering everywhere, roaring, fighting for food from time to time, or eating a single zombie in a group. The bloody scene has become the most common scene in the end of the world. At this time, He Wen is almost used to it.

He Wen closed the window and sighed, "I don't know if other cities have become like this?"

The lamps in the kitchen suddenly flashed and lit up.

"Oh? Is there electricity?" He Wen immediately ran to the kitchen utensils, played here and there, and suddenly shouted excitedly, "It still works!"

Ping-pong!

The kitchen knife in He Wen's hand shook, and a cut carrot was quickly cut into strips.

"This meat should not be bad, right?" He Wen took out a piece of meat from the freezer, smelled it, and then the kitchen knife flew.

Boom!

He Wen turned on the gas and flames.

Poo!

Put the dishes into the oil pan, and after a while, the fragrant dishes come out of the pot.

He Wen opened the steamer, took out the cooked white rice, and smelled it while enjoying it. He shouted to Ling Yumeng, "Come here to eat and taste my cooking. You know, it's a question whether you can eat in the future. Let's eat it today."

Ling Yumeng smelled the smell of the food, took out two bowls of chopsticks, and unconsciously swallowed his saliva.

This is the most sumptuous dinner these days. At this time, Ling Yumeng has taken a shower and changed his clothes.

With jeans and a long sweater, this pure college student showed the most beautiful scene of youth. Those desperate eyes have slowly regained their vitality, and the whole person no longer looks dead.

The night slowly shrouded the dead city, and the neon lights in the distance were still flashing, and the lights were sometimes dim and bright.

From time to time, you will hear the low roar of zombies not far away.

"Help!!!"

Occasionally, survivors' calls for help came, followed by a call for death.

He Wen lit a cigarette collected from a small supermarket, and took two deep sips.

Ling Yumeng curled up in the corner of the bed and didn't seem to be sleepy.

"We... Will it live?"

Ling Yumeng muttered in a low voice, as if she was talking to herself.

"It's easy to die, but hard to live." He Wen sighed softly.

"I don't want to die..." Thinking of becoming the man-eating monster after death, Ling Yumeng shook his head in a low voice, with a desire to survive.

"Don't think so much. Go to bed early." He Wen lay next to Ling Yumeng: "If you really want to live, then follow me to kill zombies tomorrow."

Ling Yumeng clenched his fist tightly, and the thought of the murderous and bloodthirsty appearance of the zombie was a powerless despair.

I was speechless all night.

In the morning, the haze was shrouded and the visibility was relatively low. Because there was no electricity again, He Wen and Ling Yumeng just ate some high-calorie food.

"Take it and go. I don't want to carry a burden. You have to learn to survive, kill them, and you can live." He Wen's expression was very serious. He didn't feel that Ling Yumeng was a woman and would give preferential treatment at all. If Ling Yumeng really couldn't do it, he would give up on her. He could not escape with any burden. The hope was too slim.

Ling Yumeng squeezed the simple weapon handed to him, with a trace of fear. She must face those frightening monsters, otherwise no one could save her.

Zombies did not gather in the morning, and occasionally found several zombies lying on the street or wandering aimlessly.

He Wen solved several zombies that had to go through and did not let Ling Yumeng take action, because he knew that if Ling Yumeng had an accident and attracted more zombies, it would not be worth the loss.

According to the route on the map, He Wen and the two took nearly an hour to hide and finally arrived at their destination.

The public security bureau was surrounded by limbs and flesh, and there was obviously a fierce battle. Two bloody pistols lay quietly on the ground.

What puzzles He Wen most is that there are no zombies next to the public security bureau. Is it all destroyed by them?

He Wen and the two carefully entered the gate of the public security bureau. The documents on the desk were scattered on the ground, the tables and chairs were also moved, and the broken glass slag was stained with blood.

The more you go inside, the blood stains become clearer, and there are obviously a few more blood stains on the ground.

interrogation room.

He Wen gently opened the door marked the interrogation room.

Roar!

A dozen zombies suddenly became violent as if they had taken a stimulant.

He Wen was also shocked, but when he took a closer look at them, he was relieved when he saw that they had been locked in the iron gate to detain the suspect.

However, the back sitting waiting in front of the zombie made He Wen a little wary.

The zombies who smelled the living became even more furious.

He Wen walked towards his back. This was a corpse, dressed in a solemn*. There was a piece of writing paper on the table in front of him, with a scribbled word: I led these zombies into it. I was infected, and I didn't want to become a monster....

The handwriting behind him could not be seen clearly, and He Wen suddenly admired the middle-aged man in *.

The middle-aged man still held a gun in his hand, and his temple was pierced, obviously by himself.

Bang!

A zombie in the iron fence opened other zombies and slammed into the iron fence door. His white pupils stared coldly at He Wen.

This zombie is obviously much more powerful than other zombies.

The iron door of the iron fence bulged slightly and was just hit by the zombie.

Bum!

He Wen took a pistol from the dead policeman and fired a shot at the zombie. Because it was the first time to shoot, it was obviously against the head, but it hit the zombie on the shoulder.

And the zombie just trembled slightly and took half a step back.

He Wen looked at the zombie warily and didn't shoot again. Obviously, he knew that shooting didn't have much effect, and there were not many bullets.

This is also the same as the zombie I met in a more hotel, evolving the zombie, but more powerful than that zombie.

He Wen gave the gun to Ling Yumeng and rushed up with a bone-removing knife. Because it was through the iron fence, it was not too dangerous.

The zombies violently hit the iron fence, making a roaring sound, and the iron fence became more and more convex.

Poo!

He Wen's sharp bone-picking knife pierced the zombies' eyes, and the zombies had nothing else to do but be more violent.

The zombie's claws crossed the iron fence and grabbed He Wen.

He Wen stepped back a few steps, avoided this claw, and rushed up again. He stabbed several times in a row. Except for the more angry howling, the zombies hardly suffered much trauma.

"If it doesn't go on like this, we have to find a way." He Wen looked at the zombies that were stronger than Gourd King Kong and were a little weak. If all the zombies became like this, wouldn't human beings have no way to live?

"There is!" He Wen's eyes flashed and he quickly ran out. Ling Yumeng didn't want to stay any more, so he hurriedly ran out.

He Wen came in again with a large bucket of **, with a sarcasm: "Since they all died once, I'll give you extravading this time."

Just now, Ling Yumeng was still wondering why He Wen went to the police car to get gasoline. Looking at what He Wen is doing now, he suddenly understood.

He Wen poured gasoline in and took out a box of matches from his pocket, the kind provided by the hotel.

Wang!

The matchstick draws an arc.

hong!!

The fire suddenly burned.

Wo!

Roar!

The zombie door scratched the iron door feebly and roared in disheard. The smell of burning flesh floated in the air, and the evolved zombie was still desperately hitting the iron gate.

Two jumping flames reflected in He Wen's eyes. His expression was sad and happy, but Ling Yumeng kept coughing.

"Let's go."

He Wen picked up the two pistols on the ground, looked at them, and found that there were no bullets in them. He couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

"Mourning... Zombie"

He Wen looked in the direction pointed by Ling Yumeng and suddenly looked surprised, armed police!

The equipment on these two zombies does mark the identity of the armed police.

"Go."

He Wen took a look at Ling Yumeng, which was the test he gave her.

Ling Yumeng tightened the simple weapon in his hand and did not forget the pistol given to him.

Two zombies in armed police uniforms rushed towards Ling Yumeng with their teeth and claws.

Ling Yumeng's body trembled a little, unconsciously swallowed his saliva, and looked at He Wen with hope.

He Wen didn't hear it, so he took out a cigarette and lit one.

Bang!!

Ling Yumeng screamed and shot at the zombies that rushed at her, and her brain was inexplicably full of desperate anger.

Bang bang!

Ling Yumeng fired several shots in a row, but unfortunately he was so nervous that he didn't hit a single shot.

There are few bullets left in the pistol, and she is only a few steps away from the zombies.

Ling Yumeng turned around crazily and ran away, stepped on a piece of minced meat, and fell to the ground. A leading zombie had come up, so close that Ling Yumeng could even smell the stench from the zombie's mouth.

Ah!

Bang!

Ling Yumeng raised his gun and shot fiercely, with an empty sound, and the bullet had been fired.

The zombie has fallen softly to the ground, and those shots just hit the zombie's forehead.

Ling Yumeng quickly threw away his pistol and got up, turned around and ran away.

Because there is also a zombie following her buttocks closely.

"What should I do, what should I do?" Ling Yumeng kept talking and bit her lips fiercely to calm down.

"These two zombies are much faster than other zombies. Are the people who have been trained to become zombies more powerful than other zombies?" He Wen looked at the zombies chasing Ling Yumeng and hissing and thinking.

"No, I will definitely not be able to keep up with my physical strength if it goes on like this." Ling Yumeng, who was already a little out of breath, looked at the weapon made of his finger mopping stick and kitchen knife for a moment, and then immediately turned around.

Barely suppressed his fear, and Ling Yumeng crazily cut the zombies' neck.

The zombie paused slightly and roared again.