aCentral Main Street, at noon.

A group of disheveled survivors fled in a panic, followed by a large number of densely packed rotten zombies.

A military officer in the rear was overtaken by the corpses, his clothes were grabbed, he was pushed down and bitten.

"Liu'er, hold on, I'm coming!" When a comrade who was usually close to him saw that his brother had been caught by a zombie, he rushed back to save him without hesitation, regardless of his own safety.

A fierce hand-to-hand battle began. This man was very good at martial arts. He swung his gun and struck hard, knocking down a large number of ordinary zombies in a few strokes. He dragged the bloody Liu'er out of the group of corpses and ran away.

"Ouch!" But before he could run out of the encirclement, a high-level first-level zombie emerged from the side and pounced on him quickly, biting off a large piece of bloody flesh from his arm.

With a loosening of his hand and a pause of his feet, Liu'er fell into the group of corpses again, and he was also tightly surrounded by the group of corpses.

Perhaps, his kung fu is very high, and no zombie can be his opponent in a single fight; but now, surrounded by hundreds of zombies, and assisted by high-level zombies, he only resisted for less than half a minute before he could no longer fight.

Before and after, they were blocked by corpses who were not afraid of being beaten or killed. They were surrounded and suppressed.

After a while, he stopped moving.

"Damn it, old ghost!" The cold-faced woman who was also at the rear shouted over her shoulder. Instead of stopping, she sped up and ran faster and faster. Her face became darker and darker.

On the roadside, from behind the crowd, more and more zombies emerged, chasing the survivors. While chasing, they roared loudly.

"Oh my God!" The middle-aged man who was originally holding the baby was probably frightened out of his courage, or perhaps out of selfish motives. He threw the package on his body to the ground, and also threw the child in his arms.

.But he didn’t care and ran as hard as he could.

"Asshole, this scumbag!" Shen Feifei yelled. He raised his hand and used an electric baton to knock away a zombie who was rushing to bite the child. The bearded man saw all this and ran back to help, knocking down a few people with all his strength.

A zombie picked up the child and ran away.

The angry Shen Feifei glanced at the two zombies who were running slowly on the street in front of him. They suddenly accelerated and caught up with the middle-aged man who had abandoned his child. He pounced on him, ignoring his screams and wails, and grabbed his arms and hands.

My legs dragged towards the roadside.

Huh! Anyone without professional ethics deserves to die! Shen Feifei snorted coldly.

Originally, she was guarding the middle-aged man in order to protect the child. But now, the middle-aged man has abandoned the child and only cares about escaping for his own life. Without his own moral ethics, such a person can still

Shouldn’t he die?

Shen Feifei had deep resentment towards those government workers who did not perform their duties, and even hated this middle-aged man.

As for the two stupid zombies who suddenly quickened their pace and caught up with humans, it was also the result of Shen Feifei's pressure. People who shouldn't be alive should not waste food.

Although Shen Feifei is the zombie king, he can't do anything to children. The little baby's bright black eyes and delicate white face look very much like the little boy next door in his hometown. Shen Feifei can't help but think of his family.

Two elders.

Okay, I'm a zombie, but I also have good zombies who stick to morality! I don't eat humans and cute children! Shen Feifei praised himself in his heart, feeling happy.

Probably due to the pressure Shen Feifei released just now, some zombies obviously received it. At first, some zombies slowed down in fear and followed them slowly, but no longer rushed forward to bite fiercely.

This buffer time gave the survivors an opportunity to escape from the encirclement and start to distance themselves from the zombie swarm.

After losing several more people, after many twists and turns, the survivors finally escaped outside the Peace Building Hotel.

"Boss, Li Tou and the others are back!" A bald young man knocked on a door and shouted as he entered.

Indoors, a strong man wearing a plaid shirt and covered with tattoos was lying comfortably on a recliner, closing his eyes and concentrating. On the carpet, several women in cool clothes were kneeling on the ground and squeezing his back. ,beat the leg beat the leg.

"You're back? Did you bring any supplies?" The man slowly opened his eyes and stared at the bald head.

"I brought a lot of supplies, as well as a few military personnel and a beautiful girl." The bald head saw the man looking at him and quickly bowed to please him.

"People from the military? Well, let's go down and take a look." Boss Mo jumped off the recliner and walked quickly to the front hall on the first floor.

Boss Mo was a powerful underworld figure in City A before the end of the world. He was always known for his ruthlessness. He dared to fight and kill, and dozens of people died at his hands.

After the end of the world, he failed to escape from the city in time, so he quickly gathered a group of former subordinates, occupied the Peace Building, cleaned up the zombies here, and took in some survivors to form a temporary base, occupying the mountain as king.

In order to survive, he formulated some simple systems, one of which was to take turns sending teams out to search for supplies. Captain Li's team was sent out two days ago, and it took three or four days for them to come back.

In the front hall of Heping Hotel, Shen Feifei looked at the place carefully.

Outside the hotel, cars, complete or damaged, were piled up together. A wall of cars as tall as one person formed a half-moon shape blocking the door of the hotel. At the main entrance, there was only a narrow path for one person to pass through.

The intersection is also blocked by a tall and heavy counter. If there are people coming in or out, move them away. If not, block them. A few big men with sticks and other weapons stand on guard at the door, but few people have hot weapons in their hands.

The service counter in the lobby disappeared, and the one that was moved outside was blocking the road. Only a few green sofas were still there, some were shiny and black, as if they hadn't been wiped for a long time.

The returning survivors did not rush back to their homes, but gathered together in groups of three and two, talking quietly, as if they were waiting for something.

Some burly men who were originally staying in the building warmly invited the military personnel to sit on the sofa and waited on them carefully. Some of them kept looking at Shen Feifei with flickering suspicions.

"Xia Xia, please sit over here." Captain Li saw that all the military personnel were being taken to rest, but Shen Feifei was ignored, so he hurriedly came up to say hello.

"Humph, is a vase worthy of sitting with us?" The cold-faced woman had always been annoyed by the loss of several friends. She did not reflect on her selfish behavior. Then she saw Shen Feifei being invited to rest with them. , but vented his anger on her.

"The vase refers to yourself. Who only cared about escaping along the way, regardless of the life and death of his comrades and survivors, and didn't kill a single zombie?" Shen Feifei immediately returned the knife. He wanted to treat her like a soft persimmon, She still lacks enough weight to be a cold-faced girl!
Chapter completed!