Who is this woman?

Doubt and shock flashed through Zhang Zheshan's heart.

It's just that he didn't have time to ask at the moment. After clearing away a few zombies around him, he quickly led people to rush down the mountain before attracting the tide of zombies around him.

Although Zhang Zheshan's group acted roughly, they still cooperated with each other very well.

Wu Hai was sprinting forward with a big iron rake, while the others were scattered on both sides, running wildly while slashing at the zombies around him.

Soon, Han Qingxia, who was following behind, saw an old-fashioned Khrushchev Building with a square shape at the foot of the mountain.

That building is very old, and the sandblasting coating on the outside of the wall has peeled off in large areas, exposing the red bricks inside.

The roof of the building looked like there had been a fire, with traces of black and gray smoke starting from the west side of the fifth floor and spreading all the way to the second glass window on the east side.

The square and square old family building looks like a coffin.

Paired with the tattered sheets and clothes of several households that are still hanging out to dry, it looks like a ghost residential building in a horror movie.

"Xiaohe's toolbox is on the third floor. I'll open the way later. Everyone should follow me. After entering the old building, remember to be safe! Fight quickly!"

Zhang Zheshan Road.

"yes!"

Everyone said in unison and started running quickly in the mine where zombies were gradually surrounding them.

Han Qingxia and others followed behind. After running for a few minutes, they ran down from the mines one by one. As they got closer, the gloomy building became more and more weird and terrifying.

The bottom wall is covered with thick black and blue moss, and several spiky clumps of dog urine moss grow against the wall and a large banyan tree next to it.

Occasionally some bones can be seen on the ground.

Can't tell if it's human or animal.

It has been almost two years since the end of the world. Although zombies do not infect animals, they do eat them.

If you can't eat people, you will be very hungry, so you can satisfy your hunger by eating some animals.

Therefore, there are almost no stray cats and dogs in the city, and any mice that dare to appear in the sewers are eaten by zombies.

As the zombie tide spreads, the number of wild animals in the suburbs gradually decreases.

Apparently zombies have been active in this area and have eaten stray animals.

"Crack, click, click."

The leader, Zhang Zheshan, turned the key in the rusty keyhole. When the zombies caught up behind him, he finally opened the door.

"fast forward!"

Everyone rushed into the building through the back door.

"Clang!"

Zhang Zheshan quickly locked the back door again, and the old zombie with only one tooth in front of him slammed into the old-fashioned anti-theft iron door.

Its only tooth was unfortunately knocked out by the iron railing.

Even so, it gnawed on the rusty iron railing in front of it, grinding its withered black gums to bloody pulp, tearing its mucous membranes, spattering its tendons, and continuously leaking red and black pus.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Another large wave of zombies hit the door.

Zhang Zheshan saw this and said, "Ah Kuan, Xiao Zhuang, stay here and watch the door!"

"yes!"

Two relatively younger middle-aged people in the crowd stayed, while the others quickly dispersed in the building.

This is a Khrushchev apartment building from the last century. The corridors on each floor are very long and can connect the entire building.

The stairs are on the left and right sides, and the bathrooms are public, one on the left and one on the right of each floor.

Residents usually wash their clothes, brush their teeth and go to the toilet here in the public toilet.

The apartment layout is strange, but fortunately, these people are almost all residents of this building. They all understand the terrain and follow Zhang Zheshan every step of the way.

Han Qingxia followed them and saw the old building falling everywhere and covered with thick dust, which looked even more eerie and terrifying.

When we walked to the long and narrow corridor, there was only light falling from the ends on the left and right sides, and the occasional light from the room with the door open.

There are various scattered items on the floor in the corridor, books, teacups, children's homework books, pillows, plastic bags...all kinds of messy daily necessities and blood stains that appear unexpectedly. At first glance, it is from the time when the zombie virus broke out.

Everyone is running away in a hurry.

Until Han Qingxia passed by the bathroom on the first floor.

A strong stench wafted out from inside. She looked inside and suddenly saw a swollen and rotting dead head soaking in the long water tank.

I don’t know how long the head had been soaked. The faucet in the sink had been running, but now the water was dripping down, moistening the dead head with water all year round, swelling and softening it.

The skin on the face was swollen, like a balloon that had been inflated N times, and the facial features, eyes, nose, and mouth were all deformed.

His eyes had long been turned into blisters, leaving only two dark holes, staring straight at Han Qingxia passing by outside.

"Fuck, what are these things?" Qin Ke saw this horrifying scene and looked at the head soaked in water with disgust.

He casually picked up a pen on the ground and threw it over.

When the tip of the pen touched the swollen zombie's head, it was like the tip of a needle popping a balloon.

There was a sound of "Bang!"

A strong stench exploded from the head.

The flesh and bone in the dead man's head had long since rotted into a ball of minced meat, with white maggots rolling inside, and the swelling was filled with decomposed gas.

With this explosion, white maggots mixed with sticky yellow, white and red minced meat flew out.

Han Qingxia immediately pulled her and others away.

The gushing stench splashed onto the last unlucky boy, who was in his early twenties.

Immediately, he was as crushed as if he had been fished out of a septic tank.

Han Qingxia: "..."

Qin Ke: "..."

Everyone: "..."

The young man blinked and stretched out his hand to wipe the yellow and white stuff on his face, which looked like vomit and excrement.

"vomit--"

It smells a hundred times worse than tonsil stones!

"Look at the good things you did, why did you poke that dead man's head?" Han Qingxia glared at Qin Ke.

"It's wrong, it's wrong, I won't be mean anymore." Qin Ke kept trying to please him.

He took the initiative to go up and hand a clean towel to the unfortunate boy.

The unfortunate boy looked at this group of people and took the towel honestly without any complaints.

"We need to hurry."

That's what he said.

After just a moment, they were already separated from the people in front of them.

Zhang Zheshan and others had already run towards the stairs.

"Okay, let's go."

Han Qingxia had a pretty good impression of this group of people. Most of the people inside were honest workers, and even their little leader Zhang Zheshan was not an ambitious person.

Everyone supports each other to survive. No one is very capable, they are all ordinary, and they also have a gentle and ordinary personality.

Han Qingxia led everyone upstairs.
Chapter completed!