Chapter 33: Qian Feng is dead
"Roar!"
The third-order zombie let out a deafening sound again, and the sound resounded all around, echoing throughout the campus, making people feel palpitations.
It was hard for Chu Ran to imagine how his little mouth could make such a loud noise.
Immediately, the next scene surprised Chu Ran again!
I saw that zombies from the teaching building and all parts of the campus rushed one after another, and the number of people was as high as thousands.
"Ha !!"
Thousands of zombies howled in unison, and the scene was really surprising.
It was already difficult to deal with, but now it is good, and it has skyrocketed to as many as thousands.
Everywhere Chu Ran looked, there were zombies.
What to do? To run or not to run?
Chu Ran was very entangled in his heart.
......
On the roof of the school building.
It's windy and it hurts my face.
With a bang, Qian Feng slammed his fist on the metal railing, and when he saw Chu Ran and the others escape, he only felt that God was unfair, why didn't he let Chu Ran die, why did he let the bastard who bullied him live. The anger in his heart was rising, and he had forgotten the pain.
Yang Qing's face was not good-looking, he didn't expect Chu Ran and them to really escape, and now they were the one who was trapped.
Before, they were still taunting them for not being afraid of death to go to dinner for the zombies, but now they successfully escaped, like an invisible big hand, thrown heavily on the face, beating painfully.
"Brother Feng, what should we do now?" Yang Qing asked in a panic.
"Smack!"
Yang Qing was stunned, and blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth, but he had forgotten the pain, and he just wanted to know why Qian Feng slapped him.
"Brother Feng...."He looked at Qian Feng blankly, but couldn't say a word.
"Shut up!" Qian Feng said viciously.
"You're too noisy, that damn mongrel of Chu Ran can escape alive, why can't I, tell me, why can't I?" Qian Feng grabbed Yang Qing's collar, looked hideous, and asked loudly.
Instantly, he burst out laughing maniacally.
"I know, I know! It must be you, it must be you who dragged me down, it's all your fault! “
When Yang Qing heard this, he felt aggrieved and angry in his heart, he stood up and smashed his backhand fist on Qian Feng's hideous face. Yang Qing spat out a touch of saliva, showed a look of disdain, and said, "You dog, if it weren't for your ability, would Lao Tzu need to be so low-voiced to please you?"
The more than 30 people present looked at the excitement with smiles, ignoring all this, not knowing that they were already in danger.
"If it weren't for me, would you have survived until now?"
Qian Feng was also stunned by Yang Qing's punch, stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked loudly.
As soon as these words came out, everyone finally reacted, and one of them stood up and retorted: "It's your business! If Chu Ran hadn't been there, would we still be alive now?"
His words made many people fall into deep thought.
If Chu Ran hadn't closed the door in time and taken countermeasures, then they wouldn't have been able to blow the wind on it and look down on the zombie group below. On the contrary, Qian Feng not only brought them to danger, but also shamelessly took the credit on himself here.
Between the two, it's clear who is good and who is bad.
At the mention of Chu Ran, everyone couldn't help but fall into silence.
They all thought in their hearts, how good it would be if they had gone with Chu Ran and them before, so that they wouldn't be trapped here.
Qian Feng sneered: "Sure enough, you just believe that Chu Ran doesn't believe me." “
The corners of his mouth were raised, as if he was extremely proud.
"But so what, you're all going to die here like me anyway. “
After he said this, he was punched by Yang Qing and his nose bleeded, and he was dark and miserable.
"Don't listen to him, we still have a chance, let's escape now like Chu Ran and the others before, maybe there is still a chance to survive." ”
Yang Qing stood in the middle of everyone, and his fat body became great in everyone's hearts at this moment.
"Okay! Let's fight like Chu Ran and them!"
"Let's rush out together..."
.....
The emotions of the crowd became high, and with Chu Ran's example, they were confident that they would be able to escape.
Qian Feng leaned against the wall weakly, looked at their ecstatic appearance, and sneered: "Is it interesting to lie to yourself?"
He immediately stopped looking at them, looking up at the blue sky, he recalled the old days, went to bars, nightclubs, and when he was in a good mood, he went to the hotel with a few good-looking women, and the good days made him a little happy again.
Under the leadership of Yang Qing, he opened the door of the corridor.
Next, there is a scene that he will never forget for the rest of his life.
"Ha !!"
A zombie pounced, threw Yang Qing to the ground, and then bit Yang Qing's neck, tearing it off, wanting to bite off a piece of bloody flesh, blood splattered out, splashing all over the zombie's face. Yang Qing wanted to scream, but his throat had been bitten and his vocal cords were broken, so he could only struggle weakly, slowly... There was no movement.
Then, zombie after zombie jumped out of the door.
"Help!"
"Run!"
"Who's going to save me?"
......
Shouts, cries, and hiss mingled and resounded across this rooftop. From the moment Yang Qing fell, the rooftop became a slaughterhouse, and the devils who came out of hell were like hunters, hunting their prey.
It's all over at this moment!
Qian Feng laughed miserably: "Finally... It's over!"
Good memories shattered in an instant.
.........
Chu Ran could only use grenades and machine gun fire to barely suppress the zombies.
Cold sweat was already breaking out on his forehead, and the sweat behind his back was already wetting his clothes.
"The system, is it not there, come out quickly!" Chu Ran shouted anxiously.
"Ding, is there something wrong with the host?" the cold mechanical voice of the system echoed in Chu Ran's mind.
"I'm dying, and you're still asking me if I'm okay?" Chu Ran had an urge to kill the system at the moment.
"Ding! The host doesn't need to worry, the system has carefully analyzed three ways to escape. However, after detecting that the host wants to kill the third-order mutant zombie and mind controller, the system thinks that there is only one way to do it after thousands of calculations!"
"What method?" Chu Ran asked.
"Ding! The host can use a high-level lottery ticket, but it is detected that the host does not have it, so please ask the host to pay fifty zombie points, and then pay another 1,000 zombie coins for the lottery. The system replied.
"So expensive?" Chu Ran was shocked by the price.
After thinking about it for a while, Chu Ran nodded and said, "Hurry up and start the lottery." “
"Ding! The payment is successful, and the host's current remaining zombie coin points are 4090 points. “
"Ding! is in the middle of a lottery....."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for smoking a Lamborghini poison. “
Hearing this, Chu Ran was speechless, if it was normal for Lamborghini, Chu Ran might be happy for a while, but now that there are so many zombies, there is a chicken rib.
"Give me a lottery!" Chu Ran gritted his teeth and said.
"Ding! The payment is successful, and the current zombie coin points are 3090 points. “
"Ding! is in the middle of a lottery...."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for winning the Special Summoning Artillery Support Opportunity*1."
"Give it to me. Although Chu Ran was curious about what this opportunity to summon artillery support was, the zombies were already pressing, and he had to focus on these zombies.
"Ding! The cannon has been fired, and it is expected to reach its destination in two minutes, so please prepare in advance to avoid being accidentally injured. “
"What the hell?" Chu Ran thought suspiciously.
......
In far-flung North America.
In the Pacific Ocean, in the huge Pacific Fleet, a missile is ready, emitting a loud roar, billowing dust and smoke, soaring in the sky, and flying to its destination.
Inside the aircraft carrier USS Hornet.
In the command center.
Three white-skinned and blue-eyed men were talking when they were suddenly stopped by a loud roar. At the head was a tall man in his forties with a badge engraved with five stars on his shoulder.
This is a unique symbol of the American five-star general!