What does it feel like if your eyes cannot see things?

Gray, white, mixed with a faint blush.

That is the direction where the sun is.

The guidance of the smell is more effective than the eyes. The further you go, the blood in the air becomes more intense. Like fresh and sweet strawberry jam, it also means that there must be bread nearby that can be chewed with sweet sauce.

Finally touched it.

It was a hand, and an arm connected to the palm.

Yes, it is indeed the taste of blood, the jam in my mind. It is mixed between fat and muscles. As long as you squeeze hard or chew with your teeth, it will immediately flow into my mouth, releasing a unique and delicious texture.

Fang Wenzhong was lying on the ground dyingly. He saw a corpse sitting in the distance, biting his broken right arm with big mouth.

More and more staggering figures appeared at the entrance of the police community. The broken legs thrown by Qi Yuanchang on the road caused a scramble among them. These damn mutant monsters were fighting. Fang Wen saw that one of the guys had his eyes pulled out from the other guy's face. Another monster's tongue was dragged out. They obviously didn't understand what the pain was, and the physical incompleteness would not cause sadness or pain.

They are getting closer.

Fang Wenzhong felt very cold.

This is the consequence of a large loss of blood in the body.

I'm about to die.

He remembered Niu Niu who turned into a zombie in the bathroom.

Damn, I did nothing wrong.

That is your Qi Yuanchang's daughter, you should take her away. Why do I have to help you support that little bastard after marrying your ex-wife?

Zhang Qin was lying in a pool of blood, her face with a strange expression. She seemed to be laughing, but also seemed to be crying. She was still moving, and her body was becoming stiff.

I don't want to die.

Fang Wenzhong gritted his teeth tightly, tried his best to force his last strength, held his body hard, endured the indescribable pain in the wounds of his hands and feet, and suddenly exerted force toward the side, rolling over.

When people are desperate, they always struggle to death. Fang Wenzhong is no exception. When he dies, he doesn't know where he comes from. He roars from his throat and makes such violent moves.

There was a dead zombie lying there. Its skull had cracked and grayish-white brain matter was flowing out.

Fang Wenzhong stared at his red and bloody eyes, opened his mouth, and bit his harshly towards the shoulder of the zombie closest to him.

He is crazy.

He felt that this was the only possibility for him to survive.

Isn’t it painful for people who have been bitten by zombies?

Can't people who have been bitten by zombies still move?

Even if I don't have any hands and feet, I can still live.

As long as you are alive, you have the chance to kill Qi Yuanchang and return the pain he has suffered on me thousands of times.

The most important point is that I, who become a zombie, will not become the food in the mouths of other zombies.

Fang Wenzhong didn't know if this was right. But he had no second choice. He could only open his mouth, try his best to bite the gray-black corpse in one bite, and with pain and strong nausea and vomiting, he forced himself to swallow it without leaving any left.

...

Looking at the two cars flying away from their eyes, no one spoke. But it could be seen that everyone, including Liu Tianming, had a little joy on their faces.

This means there are still people in the police station.

Huang He drove in without saying a word.

He parked his car under the steps at the entrance of the back of the building. Before the car could stand firm, the door had been opened, and people jumped out of the car, quickly forming a warning around.

Qi Yuanchang has returned to his former calmness. He briefly ordered: "Let's go into two teams. Xiao Liu, Zhang Weili, Zhou Yuan, you follow me upstairs. Yellow River, Xiao Zheng, and Xiao Li, you guard your seat on the first floor, and then go around to concentrate all the weapons and ammunition he got."

Liu Tianming did not object to this, nor did he want to seize command from Qi Yuanchang. He was more familiar with this place than himself.

The glass door on the first floor has been smashed, and dozens of tables, chairs and cabinets are piled up there, forming a chaotic obstacle. There is an aisle in the middle, and people do not know that this is what Meng Yongquan, who has just left, have passed through it carefully, then pulled two wooden tables from the side, and re-sealed the passage.

The elevator door is tightly closed.

Several passages in the hall were also blocked by debris. Countless papers were scattered on the marble floor. From time to time, wind blew in from outside, and they immediately soared into the air, sliding slowly against the ground, blocked at the edge of the corners, and stacked into a thick stack.

The ground was covered with blood. The messy shells indicated that there had been a battle here. The deceased should have been dragged away. Dried blood marks were connected to the outside. On the open space in the distant square, there were a few motionless corpses lying on the open space.

Zhang Weili and Zhou Yuan held assault rifles, turned sideways and slowly walked up the steps.

Qi Yuanchang and Liu Tianming walked in front, one with a gun and the other with a knife, and soon walked up to the second floor.

This is a large platform. Through the glass curtain wall more than four meters high, you can see the road outside and the winding overpass.

The two stairs leading to the third floor were blocked. After confirming that they were safe, Liu Tianming and Zhou Yuan covered each other and began searching in each room. In addition to rows of computers, messy office furniture, and various scattered debris, no living person was found.

Qi Yuanchang found several pistol magazines on the table. He strode into an office, took off the police backpack hanging on the wall, and held it on his chest. His sharp eyes were quickly scanning, looking for various useful objects.

Zhang Weili saw the director's body.

He hurried over, stayed for a few seconds, raised his head, and shouted at Qi Yuanchang with great disrespect, "Captain, come and take a look."

All three people searching on the second floor ran over.

Qi Yuanchang looked at the trumpet-shaped bullet hole on the director's head, reached out and flipped open his eyelids, and found that his pupils had already dilated.

"It was shooting at a very close distance."

He said in a deep voice: "There is no sign of being bitten on the director. It's not a zombie, he was beaten to death."

Behind him, a slight moan came.

Liu Tianming quickly turned around and found that the policeman was still breathing and his chest was slight ups and downs.

Several people hurriedly gathered around.

"It's the pony of the information department."

"Go and get the first aid kit. Just in the office next to the corridor, there is a cabinet with a red cross label on the side, you can see it when you open it."

"Pony, don't talk, we will save you, you will be fine."

Zhang Weili and Zhou Yuan said hurriedly, following the direction instructed by Qi Yuanchang, they ran to search for the first aid kit.

Qi Yuanchang looked at Liu Tianming who was squatting down nervously and asked anxiously: "Xiao Liu, how about it, is he still saved?"

Liu Tianming carefully looked at the bullet holes on the surface of the other person's body, and a dense map of human body structure and blood vessel nerve distribution quickly appeared in his mind. Looking at the bullet holes that were constantly bleeding from the side abdomen, he shook his head calmly: "It's useless. The bullet pierced the liver, and one pierced the spine. The central nerve is damaged and the internal organs rupture leads to large-scale bleeding, which is too late."

Zhang Weili ran over with the first aid kit he had just found. He was stunned when he heard the last sentence.

Qi Yuanchang's eyes were a little bloody, his face was extremely ferocious, and he roared repeatedly: "Who did it? Who did it?"

Liu Tianming remembered the two cars he encountered at the door of the police station a few minutes ago.

The dying policeman moaned slightly weakly: "Captain Qi...Captain...you, you are back."

Qi Yuanchang was like an angry lion. He bent down and yelled at the dying policeman: "Xiao Ma, tell me who did it?"

No one spoke, and the pony could only be heard intermittently moaning about death in the empty hall.

"They have a very identity... Yes, they came from the capital. They want to leave... The director gave them weapons... They said they were few and wanted... we went with them... The director, they didn't agree... those people... they shot from behind..."

Although the voice was blurry, people still heard the whole thing clearly. Especially the names "Meng Yongquan" and "Yin Jianhua", Xiaoma said it very seriously and burned his last life. He obviously tried his best to swallow it for the last breath, just to tell the people to kill the names and identities of the murderers who were murderers of himself and the director.

The hall was silent.

Qi Yuanchang stood up next to the body and looked out the window with a deep gaze.

Yin Jianhua and Meng Yongquan have already run away. There are so many forks, and I don’t know which path they are taking.

Xiaoma just said about the incident, but did not say that those people were going to the military base outside the city.

I don't know if I can find them anymore.

In the distant cities, some places began to catch fire.

It may be that the vehicle collision caused an explosion, or it may be that the surviving citizens were igniting the fire and sending out smoke signals to seek help.

Qi Yuanchang suddenly felt very tired, and felt that he could not do anything and could not change the terrible facts.

Liu Tianming patted his shoulder and whispered: "Let's go! We still have a lot of things to do. No matter what, at least we are still alive."

Qi Yuanchang glanced at him, turned around silently, and picked up the Gurkha knife placed on the table next to him.

Suddenly, Liu Tianming felt that the mutated cells in his body were sending new signals.

They are very excited.

There is food nearby.

Not far, very close.

Liu Tianming suddenly turned around, and his eyes released an excited and fanatical brilliance.

It's indeed food.

The distance is too close.

It's in this building.

Fifty meters?

Thirty meters?

No, ten meters...even less than ten meters.

Looking around, a hint of surprise flashed across Liu Tianming's face.

All rooms on this floor have been searched and no zombies have been found.

Cell sensing shows that it is not the ones on both sides of the stairs.

Where exactly is it?
Chapter completed!