"Quick, quick, kill her!" Wang Qiang shouted in horror, looking at the pale face under the moonlight.

Yes! It’s time to kill the woman in front of you!

After hearing this, Tang Xiaoquan immediately tightened his hands, but only then did he realize that except for the mobile phone used for lighting, he had no other sharp weapons that could be used to kill the enemy.

What to do? That is a question.

Tang Xiaoquan wants to go back and get the weapon, but can Huang Yaru give him this chance?

The answer is no. Wang Qiang's escape just now has already made this woman who had just completed the mutation and transformation extremely angry, so...

Slowly standing up, Huang Yaru stretched out his arms and jumped out again, but this time his target was changed to Tang Xiaoquan, who was in a distracted state in the front row.

The bedroom is only 13 square meters. One person and three corpses are facing each other in this small space, which is undoubtedly to the advantage of Huang Yaru, who has sharp teeth and claws.

Tang Xiaoquan clearly felt the cold wind coming towards him, and the aura of rotten corpses that was like coming from hell immediately made him instinctively raise his arms to block it in front of his chest.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the person and the corpse collided solidly.

Due to inertia, Tang Xiaoquan's steps were frivolous. After staggering back a few steps, he and Huang Yaru finally fell to the ground because of their unsteadiness.

There was a burning pain in his back, and Tang Xiaoquan felt like his head was filled with stars, and he was so groggy that he almost fainted.

It's just that he was thrown to such a pulp that he was almost dead, but Huang Yaru who was on top of him knelt down twice and straightened up like a normal person.

"Ho~" he roared excitedly.

Huang Yaru was undoubtedly excited about the prey that was about to reach her mouth. She couldn't wait to lower her body again, and quickly pressed her "sweet lips" covered with unknown mucus towards Tang Xiaoquan.

There is no doubt that at this time, Tang and Huang's postures of the woman on top and the man on the bottom were quite sexy, but even so, no one would envy the former's "loveliness".

The "lovely lips" in his eyes that were like the gates of hell gradually widened, and wisps of disgusting stench hit the shop floor.

Tang Xiaoquan subconsciously reached out and stuck his hand on Huang Yaru's neck, which was getting closer. However, when he struggled with the latter, he was shocked to find that the woman's strength had become so strong.

Everything was happening in a flash of lightning. When the remaining two people in the room came to their senses, Tang and Huang had already changed from standing to falling, from being separated to being entangled.

Tang Xiaoquan clamped Huang Yaru's neck tightly, no matter how she twisted and swayed, he did not dare to loosen it at all.

But human power is limited after all, let alone a guy like him who lacks exercise in daily life.

Endurance has always been Tang Xiaoquan's shortcoming, so if this stalemate continues, the consequences will be self-evident.

Without Huang Yaru's coercion, Wang Qiang's confused and frightened mind gradually regained clarity, and he realized that his brother was on the verge of life and death.

Save people! These two words came to mind.

Wang Qiang looked around. At this moment, he urgently needed a weapon, a weapon that could cut open Huang Yaru's head.

But it was obviously too late to go back to the house to get it, so...

A bright light lying on the ground caught his attention, and at the same time, Tang Xiaoquan's elbow fell down weakly.

Life and death only lasted a moment. Wang Qiang didn't even have time to think about what was on the ground. He pushed Huang Yaru away with all his strength, who was about to bite it in the blink of an eye, then picked up the object of light and turned back to ride on the latter.

Wang Qiang had thought about the current scene more than once these days, but when his dream came true at this moment, who could have expected that it would turn into this scene.

This has to be said to be a kind of irony.

Looking at the woman he once admired for the last time, Wang Qiang frowned and picked up the "brick" in his hand, then smashed it down hard.

"Snapped!"

"Go to hell! Go to hell!..."

Maybe it was the huge contrast that made Wang Qiang a little hard to accept, or maybe it was the killing of "people" again that made him go crazy. In short, one sentence:

Wang Qiang is out of control!

He kept waving the "brick" in his hand, hitting the skull under him again and again.

Huang Yaru had been beaten to death by him, and her rotten gray-black head had now turned into a puddle of mud.

Du Jian was shocked by the scene in front of him. He had lived a miserable life for 40 years, but this was the first time he saw such a cruel scene.

Fortunately, given his age, his mental endurance was much stronger than that of Tang Xiaoquan. He resisted the urge to vomit, stepped forward to stop Wang Qiang's right palm from hitting him again, and then blocked it tightly.

He held her in his arms, and then whispered: "Okay, kid, it's over, it's over, don't smash her anymore, she's already dead."

She is dead! With the man's words echoing in his ears, Wang Qiang sat stupidly on the chair in the living room, the dim light stretching his back very long.

His hands were still shaking violently without control, Wang Qiang's mind went blank, and his glazed eyes were as empty as if he had lost his soul.

"Do you have any cigarettes?" This was the first thing Wang Qiang said afterward.

"Yes, yes!" Tang Xiaoquan quickly wiped off the dirt on his hands from vomiting, then took out the remaining half pack of cigarettes from his survival bag, pulled out one, lit it, and handed it to Wang Qiang's hand.

Wu Zi took a deep breath from the cigarette. The strong nicotine entered the lungs through the nasal cavity and then spit out. Wang Qiang fell into silence again.

After smoking one cigarette, he added another, and half a pack of cigarettes turned into cigarette butts all over the floor in the blink of an eye. Perhaps the paralysis of nicotine had taken effect, and some color finally returned to Wang Qiang's pale complexion.

Although Wang Qiang regained his sanity, the troubles of the survivors in the rental house were far from over.

Because the noise they made when they killed Huang Yaru just now was too loud, the zombies in the next door room had already noticed something strange here.

Fortunately, they had a thick wall in the middle this time, otherwise they would have been killed by the old wooden doors alone.

But even if there is a thick wall to block it, if the restlessness of these beasts is not calmed down in time, it will be a matter of time before it reaches the door.

so……

Tang Xiaoquan led the man back to Huang Yaru's room again.
Chapter completed!