"Whirring ......"

I was half-hunched and my hands were on my knees to support my upper body. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info was dressed hard, and his throat and eyes were as if he had been burned by fire, and the pain was terrible, and his chest seemed to be blocked by something, and it was hard to breathe.

"How many times has this been?" I asked, in a hoarse voice.

He Wei licked his chapped lips and leaned against the wall. The upper body still maintained the movement of raising the gun, there was a corpse suppression charm on his forehead, and the two wounds on his chest were covered with black blood, which were twenty centimeters long.

What kind of friendships are built the fastest?

There is no doubt that it is a battlefield, He Wei grinned, wet his lips, and pointed at the zombie lying in front of us with the head of the gun, and said, "It should be the fourth time, right?" The bullets are going to be gone, and Mr. Yang, your talisman will not work. "Yes, it was my corpse suppression talisman that greatly reduced the spirituality of the zombie talisman that caused the zombies to suddenly burst out and hurt him when He Wei thought he was safe.

Yes, my Zombie Charm is gone!

The repeated use of paper has caused a serious loss of spirituality. Not to mention that the cinnabar in the cinnabar pen was also used up, and the last time I used my own spiritual blood to write the talisman.

I squinted and counted the zombies under my feet, there were 10 of them. The last attraction on the floor downstairs, I finally attracted all the zombies I could find.

But He Wei and I were also tired, sweaty, and weak.

He Wei's face was worse than mine, as if he had been smeared with a layer of ash at the bottom of the pot, turning black. If it weren't for the fact that there was still the only intact corpse suppression talisman on the brain gate, the invasion of the corpse poison of the resistors would be unimaginable.

"Can you still move?" I asked.

He Wei nodded, trying hard to move his body, and finally shook his head and smiled bitterly at me: "It seems that it will not work." ”

I also smiled bitterly: "Then stay here," I said. ”

He Wei said: "Hehe, when you encounter this kind of evil thing, you can persist until now and you haven't died." My ancestral graves are all smoking. Thank you, Mr. Yang. ”

I pouted and said, "You eat the emperor's food." ”

"That's different." He Wei said.

I smiled, a little self-deprecating and a little pitiful.

"I'll take care of the rest." I say.

He Wei raised his hand and pointed to the place in the office area inside, and said, "Let's eat something." See that table near the door? It's mine, there's water in the second drawer, and some ham sausages. ”

My eyes lit up, and I quickly stood up and rummaged around.

A bottle of unopened mineral water, and four or five sausages of salt water. The good guy is big and thick enough.

I walked to He Wei with them in my arms, sat down next to him on the ground, and said, "I don't see it." ”

He Wei reached out and took the water bottle, twisted it twice without unscrewing it, threw it back into my arms angrily, picked up the saline sausage I had put down just now from the ground, picked it up and put it in his mouth, and bit the aluminum wire.

After a snap, he tore open the outer packaging after biting it, and then said after biting hard: "How many policemen, especially criminal policemen like us, can commute to and from work on time?" If you don't carry something to eat at all times, you deserve to starve to death. The small ham sausage is not hungry, and this kind of holding and gnawing can bear it all night. With that, he grinned self-deprecatingly.

I unscrewed the mineral water bottle, thought for a moment, and said to him, "You have corpse poison on you, so let's not use a bottle." You drink this, I'll find another one. ”

He Wei was also not polite, and said to me: "You look for it from drawer to drawer, these boys have a lot of hidden meat." It's a pity that the water dispenser is broken, otherwise it wouldn't be so troublesome. By the way, there is a cup in the water dispenser in the corner, you can drag one over and we will share this bottle of water. ”

I hummed and rummaged through two or three drawers, but there was really only food, mostly bread, biscuits, chocolates and the like, and mineral water and the like I really didn't find it.

I had no choice but to pick out a few of these things, and found a disposable paper cup to return to He Wei's side.

Seeing that he had eaten half of the sausage dryly, I teased, "Haven't eaten in a few days? ”

He Wei smiled: "There are many things today, so I had a lunch." I'm a little hungry now. ”

"I'm hungry too, and I haven't eaten a bite of food since you grabbed me. Now I have to fight to save you. With that, I poured a glass of water and handed it to He Wei.

He Wei looked at me, then sighed and said, "I'm sorry." ”

I laughed, "Silly, huh? This is indeed too amazing for you, and without this incident, I will not be able to wash my name as a murderer. ”

He Wei's face was a little ugly, and he only said: "It's a pity that the price of clearing your suspicion is too great." ”

I won't answer this kind of talk, people don't die for themselves, but this kind of thing that has dragged so many people down is not something I want.

Following He Wei's example just now, he used his teeth to tear open the outer packaging of the saline sausage. I took a big bite hard, I didn't think it was delicious, I always thought it was a sausage filled with spices and mung bean flour, and it tasted so delicious at this time! When I'm tired, hungry and thirsty, I really don't find fault with anything.

Both of them fell silent, munching on sausages quietly.

A sausage was eaten in my stomach, and I patted it with satisfaction. How nice it would be if you were at home, just run to the bed and lie down and sleep, life is nothing more than that, right? It's a pity that now, when I'm full, I have to work hard again.

"Officer He, I'm going down." I said, holding my pistol.

There were still the last five bullets in this gun, there were originally six, and it was He Wei who asked me, if he died early, would he become a zombie?

Although I wanted to tell him that it would change, I still suppressed the honesty by looking at his expression. He deceived him with good intentions and said that he would not change when he died.

So, he asked to leave a bullet, saying it was for himself.

I agreed, it's not that it has nothing to do with kindness, it's just a belief left for He Wei to stick to.

There was silence below, and not a single sound could be heard.

In addition to the mottled blood stains on the ground, there is also a messy office area, and only the faint light remains.

It may have been the result of the indiscriminate shooting of the policemen at the beginning, and only one of the four light tubes on the roof of the shed was still glowing white, but it was also flickering. I don't know how long I can last it.

This rectangular office area on the second basement floor is surrounded by about 20 desks. The desks and desk lamps on both sides are shining, so that every time the lamp flickers and dims, I lose the light of observation.

Just now, He Wei told me something. It was I who said it by chance, and he answered me by chance.

I muttered to myself that it would be nice to have a peachwood sword.

He Wei told me at this time whether it was a wooden sword, a very hard one, and a little black in appearance.

I quickly asked him where he had seen it.

He Wei told me that he saw the sword in the autopsy.

At that time, the coroner took it from the evidence room to compare the wounds.

It's not a good thing for me to have news of the Peachwood Sword, at least I know where. But the problem is that it's fucking fucking there. The one who didn't die stayed in the same room as the last four zombies.

The bad thing is that I don't have much mana now, and I don't know martial arts, at most I'm a trick who has just studied for two or three months. What makes it difficult for me is that I have to work hard at this time!

Standing at the door leading to the morgue, I tasted and exhaled a breath of turbidity, it was time! Just kill four of them and I'll be free! At the very least, get out of the cage, as for the outside...... Alas, honestly, I don't dare to think about it at all. I'm afraid that when I go out, I see a more chaotic world outside.

Bah!

Spit out the dry feeling in my mouth, and my hand gripped the baton on the morgue doorknob.

A baton, I don't know how much force it was exerted with, bent into a U-shape, and stubbornly buckled the two doorknob levers.

I didn't think that such a screw-connected lever could resist the external rush of the four zombies, so I slowly pulled out the baton in a half circle, gritted my teeth, and held the handle and pulled it out.

Well? Didn't move?

Then I heard a rattling sound coming from inside, followed by the zombie-specific roar.

Boom!

There seemed to be something heavy hitting the door.

I realized right away that I was wrong. The door is open inward. Zombies don't open the door, so they don't break through it.

But my actions made the zombies inside realize that there were living people out there.

Lift my foot and kick the door open!

In an almost continuous movement, the pistol in his hand was immediately raised and shot at the first zombie that flashed out of the crack in the door!

Bang!!!

The sound of gunfire was deafening, and it was definitely not a comfortable thing to shoot in such a small space.

The bullet stained with my spiritual blood struck the shadow. The shadow was dark, and I could already see where the other party's head was.

Bang!

The second shot was fired, and the shadow froze.

I didn't hesitate anymore and kicked the door again.

This time, I kicked a door open completely. Three zombies, big and small, quickly pounced on me.

At this time, I felt as if I had asked God to come up. Calmly face all this, raise your hand, and pull the trigger.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three shots in a row, guns hit.

The black shadow suddenly fell to the ground.

He Wei and I calculated that a bullet stained with my spiritual blood could incapacitate a zombie for at least ten seconds.

These ten seconds are the most critical and life-saving ten seconds!

I roared, and the spirit blood talisman that had been prepared in the palm of my hand a long time ago, and with my roaring hand, my body pounced on the zombie, and slapped my palm on the zombie's head.

Everywhere!

One no less!

This terrifying act can be regarded as the most glorious battle of my life, right?

A feeling of collapse began on the toes and climbed up, and soon spread all over the body.

I lay next to a couple of zombies, gasping for air. In just a dozen seconds, it is more tiring than running a marathon.

Lucky! Lucky! I kept repeating this word in my heart, and all actions can only be described as lucky.

Now there's one more thing to do, and that thing is where the lifesaver lies.

Thinking of this, I got up from the ground, first found the peachwood sword, and then walked to the room He Wei told me before, the surveillance video here...... I had to get it first.