Xue Kaimo pulled Wen Li and ran upstairs, and at the staircase on the fifth floor, Xue Kaimo saw Qu Heng's long face flushed with blood.

"It's really you!" Qu Heng pulled Xue Kaimo and Wen Li past and pointed upstairs. "You two go up first, and we'll leave it here. ”

Xue Kaimo and Wen Li stood on the steps leading from the fifth floor to the sixth floor, watching as Qu Heng and the other three boys threw a tightly wrapped iron door panel downstairs, and the downward side of the door panel was covered with hard and sharp steel nails. There was a terrible scream downstairs, and from Xue Kaimo's angle, he could only barely see a few bloodstained arms and legs that were pressed by the door panel.

"You two go up first, and we'll leave it here. Qu Heng urged Xue Kaimo and Wen Li anxiously.

"You go up first, I'll stay and help. Xue Kaimo let go of Wen Li's hand and patted Wen Li's thin shoulder.

Wen Li wanted to say something more, but she understood that the most important thing at this time was to deal with the group of madmen downstairs.

"Then be careful. After Wen Li finished speaking, he walked slowly upstairs, looking back at Xue Kaimo from time to time.

Xue Kaimo returned to Qu Heng's side, and at this time, two javelins happened to be handed over from behind them. Xue Kaimo threw the arm force stick on the ground, reached out to take the javelin, and gave one to Qu Heng.

"Are you okay?" Qu Heng's sweaty face showed a resolute smile, an expression that can only appear between real men.

"No problem. Xue Kaimo said as he walked down a few steps, and accurately stabbed the javelin in his hand into the eye of a zombie who had just stepped on the door panel. Only this time Xue Kaimo did not let go, but decisively withdrew the javelin, and a foul-smelling black blood sprayed on Xue Kaimo's chest, and there were still a few wisps of human tissue on the tip of the gun that he had never seen before.

Perhaps it was Xue Kaimo's arrival that stirred people's hearts, and Qu Heng led the boys guarding the fifth floor to rush downstairs with a roar. The space in the corridor was narrow, and only Xue Kaimo, Qu Heng and another tall boy rushed to the front. The rest of the people lay on the handrails of the stairs with elongated iron tools of various shapes or heavy objects for throwing to deal with the zombies that the three people in front of them could not reach. For a while, the corridor was filled with tragic and terrifying huge echoes, the disgusting bloody atmosphere became thicker and thicker, and the stump legs and hands of zombies and black stinky blood flew from time to time on the corridor, and Xue Kaimo even once smashed the head of a zombie directly with the barrel of a javelin. There were also casualties among the students, Xue Kaimo and Qu Heng's bodies were full of bruises smashed by the iron pipe in the hands of the zombies, and the boy next to the two of them was even hit in the head, and the blood covered half of his face, so that he was almost bitten by a zombie under his feet that was not completely dead, and it was Xue Kaimo who found out in time that he had pierced the neck of the zombie with a javelin. Some of the boys who followed the three people to help were negligent, and leaned out too much of their bodies out of the handrail of the stairs, and were squeezed directly under the stairs by the people behind them, and one of the boys happened to be caught by six zombies standing side by side, and with a heart-rending scream, the six zombies easily dismantled the boy on top of his head like disassembling a children's toy.

As the crowd moved downward, the corpses of zombies increased and increased, and they were even about to block the corridor. It wasn't until the fourth floor that Xue Kaimo and the three of them were replaced by the people behind them, and at this time, the spirits of those zombies were also much weaker, and some of them had turned around and walked downstairs silently. When the crowd moved to the third floor, all the zombies finally gave up the impact and walked downstairs in a rout, but even when they did, their steps were slow and composed, not at all like they were running away.

Although Xue Kaimo was already too tired, he couldn't help but say to Qu Heng, "Why don't you send more people who can fight again over and kill them all?"

"Hehe," Qu Heng smiled bitterly and said to Xue Kaimo, "First, you still don't know how many zombies there are in this school. Second, it's just a trap for them, and I'm sure they'll be stronger than we are at this point. I also sent people to chase me, but in the end, everyone who went turned into zombies. ”

"Then why don't they fight?" Xue Kaimo asked again.

"That's something I haven't figured out. But in my experience, they only come once a night. Let's go, go back and get some rest, and we'll talk about it tomorrow. Qu Heng put an arm on Xue Kaimo's shoulder and followed the crowd as he hobbled upstairs.