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Yang Xiaofan was lying on the bed half-awake and half-asleep, his eyes slightly open, looking at his phone with a decadent look.

December 11th, 2016, 1:15 p.m.

Seeing the time displayed on the mobile phone screen, Yang Xiaofan endured the depraved thoughts of the lazy bed, holding the mobile phone in one hand and rubbing the eyes that were unwilling to open with the other.

After a while, I saw him lazy and sleepy-eyed, sitting on the bed against the wall with a poster of a beautiful woman, staring at the mobile phone.

Take a bath, eat a meal, and go to work on time at three o'clock, during which I am tired like a cultivated cow.

Until he got off work at twelve o'clock in the evening, went back to the dormitory to take a shower, looked, went to bed at about two o'clock, and his day was over like this.

If nothing else, Yang Xiaofan will live in this way for three months.

Yang Xiaofan, who left sleepily, covered his forehead with one hand and touched his slightly painful forehead, and habitually opened WeChat with the other hand to see if there was any girl who sent a message to herself, or if there were any red envelopes to grab.

After more than a dozen consecutive login failures, Yang Xiaofan couldn't help complaining:

"What a rotten mobile phone! The signal is so poor, is this Xiaomi Mi 5 just bought a Xibei job?

How good can it be that the things bought by the three hundred oceans from the second-hand market, alas, forget it, the bargain is just that.

Those guys are really, one person can pull a network cable for more than a dozen yuan, and everything that can be done in minutes can be dragged out, and they haven't been discussed until now.

A bunch of old immortal ......"

After venting indiscriminately, his mood was slightly satisfied, and Yang Xiaofan's gaze finally shifted.

No way.

Who did it?

So fierce?

What kind of thing is this?

Practical joke?

Thief?

The murderer is coming?

Perverts are coming?

There was a pungent smell of blood, and there were a few bones with tooth marks on the messy and bloody floor!

The tattered table, the completely deformed bunk and bunk beds, were scattered in the house by the corpses of the five horses.

There is also a trace of blood, and the walls stained with red handprints are refracted by the five-colored light shining in from the window, which has a kind of visual view no matter how you look at it.

Terror?

Beauty?

It's terrifying, but it has a different kind of beauty.

It's said it's beautiful, but it's also terrifying.

Yang Xiaofan's face was shocked, with a full question mark in his heart, and various possibilities appeared in his mind, and all of them were overturned in an instant.

Looking at the house where he had lived for three months, with the loss of time, Yang Xiaofan's legs trembled unconsciously.

Be quiet!

It's so quiet!

This is not the main street, but it can be regarded as a staff dormitory building with a lot of people!

In the past, it was already full of people at this time, but now it is too quiet!

As he thought about it more and more, Yang Xiaofan's whole body became alert, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

I saw that his cold hair stood on end, his pupils contracted, and he still had the same appearance of not waking up and lazy before.

Bang, bang, bang......

Except for the faintly clear collision sound, Yang Xiaofan didn't hear the noisy sound of people coming and going in the past.

No cars on the road!

There is no sound of people coming and going downstairs!

There is no such thing as shouting no matter the wind or rain, one yuan and three things, pick and choose, walk by, don't miss it, don't miss the opportunity, lose it and ......don't come again.

The vitality of the past is gone, and there is only the faint and clear sound of collision.

Bang, Yang Xiaofan's heart skipped a beat.

Bang, Yang Xiaofan's heart skipped a beat.

One point, two points, after a long time, Yang Xiaofan finally threw off all kinds of messy thoughts in his mind and walked cautiously towards the window.

"Help............。 ”

"Where are the police dead?............。 ”

"Those red-eyed ghosts are coming in............. ”

"I'll give you money, don't eat my ............. ”

"Whoever takes me out of here, I'm his....... ”

"Don't be afraid of the number of us, let's kill ............ together. ”

"Dead chicken, whose pig salty hands, it's all at this time, and they still come to occupy the ............ of this girl. ”

"Pretty girl, don't look at me as a little mature, but I'm still here!

I'm dying, can you do it so that I can be a real man again............。 ”

"Hurry up, brother! Those red-eyed ghosts don't have such a thing as waiting....... ”

"Dude, I want to hurry up too!

But the little girl in front of her was struggling

Just don't climb down.

Hey, beauty, if you don't hurry up, the brothers and sisters in the back are going to be mad............. ”

"Pretty boy, I want to go down!

But if the uncle below me doesn't leave, what can I do............

"Brothers and sisters above, if it's not my uncle, I won't leave!

Look at it, there's a lot of pink eye down there!

It's not good, they want to climb up, I x your mother ....... ”

Suddenly, an earth-shattering cry for help pierced the quiet staff dormitory building, and with this sound, accents from various places came out immediately.

Yang Xiaofan, who finally heard the same kind of voice, was like a lost little lamb, hearing the sound of a flock, and came to the window in three steps and two steps.

I'll ............ you with a lung.

What's going on?

It's beautiful!

Am I dreaming?

It hurts.

I'm not dreaming.

Filming?

You're kidding me!

Your uncle, this is crazy!

Did I cross over?

Aliens have invaded?

Poisoned, infected?

Zombie?

Could this be the legendary end times?

Your sister, I just drank a little wine, as for doing this to me!

In a small house, there were thirty or more people:

There were five or six people sitting on the ground in a daze.

There were five or six people walking around with kitchen knives, iron rods, and the like.

There are three pairs of men and women who are unexpectedly unexpectedly unexpectedly doing some great things that are inappropriate for children and passed on to human ancestors.

There were more than a dozen people crammed into the window more than a meter long, and one of them was lying on the window, and five or six people were holding each other head and foot, on the sewer pipe next to the window.

There were a thousand under the sewer.

No, it's five thousand!

No, it should be more than five thousand, in short, the six meters wide and long street has been occupied, and the eyes are red to shining, and there are a few green tendons on the forehead.

I saw these strange people, jumping and jumping there, waving their arms towards someone's window at the same time.

And under their feet, there is a layer of deformed and tattered trams, bicycles, motorcycles, tricycles, and trolleys.