Chapter 5 Surprise Building

This is the kind of small building with access and corridors, which is common in small counties. Outside the door is a corridor with iron railings. There are blood stains everywhere on the underground and walls of the corridor, which proves how cruel things have happened here.

But there is no shadow of any zombies here. Instead, there are some incomplete corpses lying on the ground, and there are probably no heads.

"Roar..."

With the roar of the zombie boss downstairs, it can be seen from where he sat that more zombies were shaking their bodies and running here. The fear of the end made Guo Zhenbei squat down, and he desperately wanted to cover his ears. However, the bow and arrow in his hand affected his behavior, and the roar of the zombie was still tearing his soul.

The voice that did not become smaller because of his fear made Guo Zhenbei suddenly angry. With a runny nose and tears on his face, he gritted his teeth and cursed.

"Your ancestors are usually mean to me, and I have changed into a zombie and still chased me closely. Howl... howl mud horse..."

In the low roar of anger, vent the fear and pressure accumulated in the heart. The courage brought by this made Guo Zhenbei finally able to stand up. Although his legs were still a little soft, the guardrail made of steel pipe still made him straighten up, and the hyperbolic laminated glass bow in his hand was pulled open.

Anger gives him courage, and courage gives him strength. In the clenched teeth, he squeezed out a desperate roar.

"Kill you, kill this damn thing...!"

I couldn't think much about it, and my body leaned out of the guardrail. His eyes aimed at the boss's fat head from the simple sight. With the courage to open his bow, Guo Zhenbei felt that he was beginning to enter the state at this time.

"Whew!"

At the sound of the bow string, the long arrow is stimulated by a 65-pound recurve bow to hit the target quickly and accurately. It exerted all the power of the hard aluminum alloy arrow at close range, and the long arrow suddenly inserted into the fat boss's head.

To Guo Zhenbei's relief, the angry roar full of appetite immediately stopped, and the fat body fell to the ground like a cloth bag full of noodles. The action of shooting the fat boss did not attract the attention of any other zombies, and they still kept kicking the door of the corridor.

This stunned Guo Zhenbei for a moment, and the pressure in his heart suddenly decreased. Reach out and don't want to drag another arrow. In fact, shooting at this moment doesn't make much sense.

"It's not that difficult, but..."

However, as long as Guo Zhenbei thinks about it, the door of the corridor may soon be broken through. When a group of zombies with their mouths open and bury themselves easily, the courage that has just been bred immediately began to fade. He even thought of death in a silly way.

"I can't live..."

"Shh...shh...hey..."

A sudden voice came from the corridor. Guo Zhenbei, who was frightened, turned around, and the bow and arrow in his hand immediately looked at him fiercely. Unexpectedly, this was another surprise that made him overjoyed.

In a house not far away, there was an old man stretching out half of his body by the door. He knelt on the ground close to the ground, as if avoiding the eyes of the corpses downstairs. While making a sound in his mouth, he waved to Guo Zhenbei.

Suddenly seeing other living people, the happiness in Guo Zhenbei's heart can not be expressed in words.

"Thank you... Thank you so much... Oh, my God... My help..."

With full of gratitude and tears on his face, Guo Zhenbei, who quickly climbed over, was pulled into the house by the old man. Although it is still a cold room, it smells like a person who makes him ecstatic.

"Peng...Wow..."

In the sound of metal, the old man didn't have time to talk to him. Lock the anti-theft door outside, and then close the wooden door in the house firmly. It was not until then that the roar of the corpse outside the building was completely cut off.

The old man seemed to be relieved and sat softly down the ground along the door. Guo Zhenbei gasped, threw the bow and arrow in his hand aside. He also sat on the ground and trembled his lips, only to repeat his gratitude.

"Thank you... Thank you... Well, my god, I'm scared to death!"

"Grandpa gets up...Grandpa gets up...Grandpa is not good..."

In the milky voice, a little girl about 4 years old appeared in front of Guo Zhenbei. Big eyes, haircuts, due to the cold round face, with some cold rosy rosy. In fear, he could see such an angel-like little girl, Guo Zhenbei's nervous nerves, and somehow he suddenly relaxed.

After a while, the old man probably recovered, and he couldn't help crying. The lips with a white beard also trembled, and tears also gushed out of the two dim red eyes.

"Alas, I said young man... Don't cry, don't cry... Alas..."

When the little girl saw the tears of the two men, she probably didn't know what to do. She turned around and ran to the sofa and pulled a handkerchief.

"Grandpa doesn't cry, A Liang is hungry... Grandpa... Grandpa, A Liang wants to eat something... Well, just a little bit...!"

Seeing grandpa holding a handkerchief, he didn't wipe his tears. The little girl rubbed the old man's thin and weak body with her body, like a dead leaf, and acted coquettishly. Unexpectedly, the more coquettish the little girl is, the more the old man cries. Looking at the little girl's pitiful appearance, Guo Zhenbei, who gradually calmed down, couldn't bear it.

Gritting his teeth and unpacking his backpack, he took out the remaining small bag of flour from it.

"Sir, make something for the baby to eat!"

"Face? It's really noodles..."

The moment he opened the plastic bag and saw the flour, the old man couldn't help bursting into tears. Even the muscles on his face were out of control, squeezing out a smile that was worse than crying.

Grandpa's reaction made the little girl almost jump up with joy. She turned around as if she were dancing the most beautiful dance.

"I have noodles to eat... It's so good... A Liang is no longer picky about food...!"

For some reason, the little girl's happiness made the two men in the room wipe their eyes with their sleeves at the same time. Probably this tender life has given them some courage and strength as men.

"Well, Grandpa is going to cook for Ah Liang. Good boy, Grandpa will cook!"

The old man whispered, as if it were a beautiful ballad. Guo Zhenbei looked at the little angel who was still curiously looking at him, and his heart felt a warmth. It was not until then that he could wipe away his tears and look at the room in front of him.

This is common in the county, the kind of three floors built on the homestead. In the past, the countryside has now become a city. These foundation is built with a small three-storey rental, which is the source of livelihood for this family.

There is nothing strange about a house with a suite. In the living room, in addition to the simple cloth wardrobe, there is also a small bed, which is probably the little angel's bunk. At this time, the old man picked up his weapon - a kitchen knife tied to the rolling pin, and was splitting the leg of a chair. Probably because of his old age, his physical strength is not very good.

"Grandpa, I'll help you!"

The old man was not wary. He handed the kitchen knife to his hand and sat on the ground beside him.

"Yes, I took my granddaughter back here with my wife to visit relatives, so I rented such a house. I said that I would go back to Xi'an after living for a month or two. Who knew that if I met such a thing, I would be delayed here!"

The old man stopped and asked.

"What about you, young man? You still have a little ability. Why are you still here now?

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