Chapter 4 Facing Terror
Guo Zhenbei took a gentle step under his feet, and the bow and arrow in his hand were ready to point to those rooms.
Black blood splashed on the wall, or scratched bloody fingerprints. There are also places that have been hit or scratched by shovels and iron bars.
Looking at these, people can imagine the scene when the disaster occurs. Screaming running people and zombies, painful groans and heartache when life leaves.
"All of them are dead, and none of them survived?"
He thought of those young apprentices who learned to smoke, drink and play mahjong at a young age, and their heads were even more colorful. He doesn't like them, but now if someone appears in front of him, he promises that he will shout happily.
"It's good to have a living person!"
There was no body in the whole courtyard, and nothing suspicious was seen. The bow and arrow in his hand pointed to every door that looked dangerous, and Guo Zhenbei took steps and slowly retreated.
A large open room without lighting gives people a feeling of a black hole in a sunny winter noon. Like some big mouths, Guo Zhenbei is even worried that those "big mouths" will rush at him at any time.
"Wang..."
The steps under his feet had stepped on the dead leaves, and the sound of breaking made Guo Zhenbei pause, and Wu Liang's eyes turned around and looked around.
"Wow..."
It is still the sound of whimpering, and there is no movement other than that. Despite this, Guo Zhenbei didn't know why, and there was always a trace of fear in his heart. It seems that as long as you look back, a terrible guy is about to bite his neck.
His scalp was nervous and numb, and he had the courage to slowly turn around. Except for the dead leaves on the ground, not far away is the empty gate.
"Hey, it's not a big problem..."
I was not sure to be happy, but the danger hit him in an instant!
"Wow..."
With the cry, behind the guardrail on the second floor, a hand stretched out and swayed in the air. It seems that the sound of stepping on the leaves just under his feet still exposed his whereabouts.
"That would be a living person, is that possible?"
In a trace of surprise and doubt, Guo Zhenbei looked at the hand. The shaking hand grabbed the edge of the cement guardrail, and it could be seen that its owner was straightening up vigorously, and then the human-shaped thing that had just made a sound was exposed.
A large piece of skin and flesh is missing from the blue-purple face, and the blood vessels of ** are upturned like a branch. Where the muscles of the face are lost, you can see the teeth and half of the tongue inside. Like a beast, blood-red eyes stared at him with crazy appetite. In his large mouth, because the hole in the posterior alveolar teeth could be seen, the unpleasant voice was a little leaking.
Although it is a little ugly now, Guo Zhenbei still recognized it immediately, that is the stingy boss. At this moment, his fat body is clumsily turning over the cement guardrail.
The powerful fear immediately wrapped Guo Zhenbei tightly. It seemed that a hand squeezed his heart tightly and wanted to tear it in half.
"P"
The fat body fell to the ground, and even Guo Zhenbei felt that the ground under his feet trembled. But the fat boss got up quickly. If this agility is put in when he is alive, it is definitely one of the best manifestations of successful weight loss.
"Old... Boss... How did you become like this... Ah... Oh, my God..."
Looking at this frightening scene, Guo Zhenbei didn't even think of using the prepared bow and arrow. He only shouted like crazy, turned around and ran out of the auto repair shop.
The winter wind roared in his ear, as if he had no head, he had forgotten his goal at all and only ran to the residential community not far away. I only hope that the farther away from those terrible things, the better. Subconsciously, I just hope that I can run to a place where I can still see living people.
Although the chasing zombies was not happy, their loud roared and called out more zombies. They twisted their bodies one by one and rushed out of some corner. This made the already narrow streets immediately full of corpses.
"My God..."
As long as he thinks of the teeth in the fat man's mouth, Guo Zhenbei's heart is nervous. The greatest hope in my heart is that I can immediately hide in my mother's arms and close my eyes tightly without looking at anything.
"Help me... Who will help me... I want to go home..."
The voice in Guo Zhenbei's mouth was with some crying, and he ran desperately under his feet. In a violent gasp, he felt that his lungs were about to be burned into a ball of coke.
"Ah...wow..."
More and more zombies make louder roars, just like the wind before the heavy snow in winter. With the roar, more zombies appeared on the street in front of them with the roar of the corpses.
"It's over!"
Guo Zhenbei, who had been cut off, was extremely cold. The row of iron gates in the residential building behind him may be his only hope.
"Papa...Bang..."
An iron door, let his kicks move, which made his cold heart more desperate. In a short time, the zombies nearby walked slowly closer and closer to him.
The danger is getting closer and closer, and even every muscle on Guo Zhenbei's body feels the pain caused by their open mouths and bites.
"It's over... I don't want to die... I don't want to..."
Facing the last iron door, his courage will be lost. Guo Zhenbei's legs softened and leaned back, holding his head in his arms, and sitting on the cold mud like all the depressed people.
"Squeak--"
Unexpectedly, as soon as he leaned back, the iron door behind him made a trembling sound, which scared him again. He rushed out for a few steps, and his fear seemed to explode. Even the last shout was about to erupt in his throat.
The slowly opening iron door shook like a goblin, and the empty hole behind seemed to laugh at his timidity.
"What a good antor...!"
Guo Zhenbei was like a death row prisoner who was pardoned at the last minute, and the joy in his heart couldn't help shouting. The door of this three-story residential building was not locked. He rushed in and snapped the anti-theft iron door downstairs.
"Roar..."
It is probably the prey that is about to be chased, blocked by a strong iron door. The stingy boss turned into a zombie and roared loudly with anger. He waved his fist and knocked on the iron door fiercely, and the whole iron door made a "bang" sound like a drum.
Guo Zhenbei, who was exhausted, did not dare to stop in the angry cry. He dragged his frightened body and ran down the stairs to the top floor. It seems that only there is the safest place. When he stopped on the third floor, Guo Zhenbei, who was sitting on the stairs, gasped and looked around in horror.
Full of fear and disappointment, I am just thinking about an unanswered question at this moment.
"What should I do... What should I do..."
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