Chapter 2: The Unlucky President

President Tang swallowed the canned food indiscriminately, it was not enough to wrap his stomach at all, and his stomach became more and more hungry. The wound on the arm was only a bruise, not serious, and the wound on the leg probably had to be taken out of shrapnel. Tang Ao gritted his teeth and went to find a pharmacy, there was a public pharmacy two hundred meters away, and the door had been smashed.

Tang Ao walked in, held a kitchen knife and carefully inspected the store, it was very quiet inside, so he was relieved and began to look for anti-inflammatory, hemostatic and analgesic medicines. There are not many people coming to the big pharmacies, and the medicines are still very complete. He found alcohol and tweezers, ready to clip out the shrapnel first.

He packed the medicine he needed in a plastic bag and went to the lounge at the back. There is a water dispenser in the lounge, which is a place for pharmacy staff to rest or patients to take medicine. As soon as he lifted the curtain and entered, he found that there were at least four zombies inside!

They were surrounding a corpse, and it was obviously a big meal. Tang Ao scolded, turned around and ran! Several zombies chased them all out, and the zombies ran slowly, but sadly Tang Sangongzi ran even slower - his leg was lame.

This one chased and jogged, and in a blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen zombies behind him. Good guys, run as spectacular as the train. Tang Sangongzi was speechless and choked, only hating that he couldn't incarnate Liu Xiang.

At this moment, a bell suddenly rang behind him, and the zombies turned around and walked towards the place where the sound came from. Tang Ao breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly hid in the barber shop next to him. The barbershop doesn't have much to offer, but it has a great view and a back door for easy escape.

He sat down, sterilized the tweezers with alcohol, and then ...... Take off your pants. This shot was really damaged, and it hit him directly at the base of his thigh, but fortunately it didn't go any further. He wiped the wound on his right leg, and after detoxifying it, he put tweezers into the wound and caught shrapnel. The pain was unimaginable, and he gritted his teeth and endured it, sweat all over his forehead.

Blood stained his hand holding the tweezers, his whole body trembling, and his wheat-colored skin was covered with fine beads of sweat. There was a sudden soft sound outside, and Tang Sangongzi's scalp was numb at that time!

God forbid, don't come to a group of zombies at this time!! He's not wearing pants! If this is for people to see, President Asa fights zombies naked...... What if it's not a zombie, it's a human?

Forget it, he's bare-assed now, and he's covered in blood. Those who know the Tao know that he was shot, and those who don't know the Tao don't think that he is practicing the Sunflower Treasure Book!

Tang Ao looked at the door slowly, his expression seemed to be a big aunt who had been fooled.

Sure enough, there was someone outside, it was a little girl, wearing a white sweater on the top and a rose red skirt on the bottom. White knitted stockings just up to the knees. The hair is pale yellow and slightly curly, tied obliquely with a white velvet flower, and the eyes are large and round. She jumped in with a pink cartoon bag on her back.

Tang Ao's face was pale before, but when he saw her, his face turned blue: "It's you?" The little girl also saw him, and she was very happy, and jumped up and down to him: "Daddy! ”

Tang was furious - today is really unlucky! He said angrily: "How many times have you said it, Lao Tzu is not your father!" ”

The little girl didn't care, took a small handkerchief to help him wipe his sweat, and her voice was milky: "Dad, are you injured?" ”

The handkerchief still smelled of mint, Tang Ao shook his hand and snorted in pain, fortunately, the shrapnel was dug up. He rinsed the wound with alcohol and was about to tear his clothes and bandage them, but the little girl took a bandage from her schoolbag and handed it over.

Tang Ao snorted coldly and directly took it over to wrap the wound.

The little girl rummaged through her schoolbag, and then took out two packets of oral salt and a few bottles of saline, and handed them over as if she were flattering: "Dad, give it." ”

Oral salt contains glucose and amino acids, which is a good thing to replenish physical strength and water. Tang Ao was a little surprised: "Where did it come from?" ”

As soon as he spoke, the little girl was very happy: "I just took it from the place where Dad took the medicine." ”

Tang Ao took it and said to himself: "Didn't you say that you were mentally retarded?" How can you be so smart? ”

Tang Ao didn't know much about this little girl. Or maybe she said it all, but he never listened. Now he only knows that her surname is Hai, and her name is Hai Momo. Since he changed his mobile phone number three months ago, he has frequently received calls from this little girl, and he has identified him as his father regardless of 3721.

He is a cat scratching glutinous baba, and he can't get rid of his claws. Later, in a fit of rage, he blocked her number. The result was good, and the person went directly to his company, hugged his leg and cried, but he refused to leave.

Tang Ao jumped like thunder and scolded his special assistant Su Bai for a bloody head. I haven't seen her again since then, but I didn't expect to meet her here. What I didn't expect was that he didn't wear pants when they met for the second time!!

"Turn around!" Tang Ao is not angry, he has been naked in front of celebrities in his life, naked in front of flight attendants, naked in front of famous daughters, and naked in front of a child who has not grown hair...... It's the first time in my life.

He bandaged his wounds, and although the taste of oral salt and saline was incomparable, he still drank two large bottles viciously. Hai Momo is very well-behaved, sitting at the door at this time and paying attention to the movement outside. In the end, it is a child, and it is sleepy to sit and sit. Little by little, the little head is like a chicken pecking rice.

Tang Ao got up slowly, and slowly walked to the back door while she was not paying attention, and walked out of the barber shop at the last time. Hai Momo was still asleep, and he walked away without looking back. She's just a kid and can't do anything but waste food. What's the use of him taking her with him?

Don't say you don't know each other at all, even if it's really your own daughter, you have to consider it.

The street was very quiet, and Tang Ao carefully searched for abandoned cars on the side of the road. He opened the door of a white van, and the cab was empty, with a woman in a long red dress in the back seat. At this time, his head was hunched on the seat, and a little boy was still in his arms.

The woman seemed to be overfrightened to death, her eyes protruding and her mouth wide open. The child had no injuries, but his face was blue, probably because she had overused it. There was a large blood stain on the windshield of the cab, the window glass had been smashed, and there was a hand on the ground that had been pinched by the door. Tang Ao carefully pulled away the female corpse - there was a fire axe beside her.

The female corpse slipped and fell, her eyes still looking at him. He drew his fire axe, threw away his gun, pinned his kitchen knife under his coat, and searched around again—he needed to find a safe place to spend the night.

There was a container truck in front of him, Tang Ao's eyes lit up, and he carefully opened the car door. There was a man inside, Tang Ao immediately raised the axe: "Raise your hands and come out!" ”

"President Tang?" The man's voice was hoarse and he slowly raised his hands. He was dressed in a blue overalls and was muscular and very strong. Tang Ao slowly approached him, his eyes were red, his breath was short, Tang Ao was stunned for a moment - this person was a driver in the cargo department of the Asa Group.

He recognized his uniforms.

He breathed a sigh of relief and jumped into the car, the axe still in his hand: "Is there any water?" ”

Of course, the driver recognized him, although there were very few opportunities for a small staff like him to meet the president of the group, but Tang Ao was a frequent visitor to magazines, newspapers, and television. He closed the door of the truck's container and pulled out a large 3-liter carton of milk from the toolbox next to him. Tang Ao took it, didn't thank him, and poured a big mouthful first.

After walking for so long, the wound on his right leg hurt like a needle, Tang Ao looked down and asked lightly, "What's your name?" ”

The truck driver's voice was very low, and he gasped fiercely when he spoke: "Wu ...... Wu ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly collapsed in the car, convulsed twice, and stopped moving. Tang Ao leaned over, only to find that his face was faintly green, like a moldy color. The eyes are protruding, the mouth is wide open, and there is a faint flow of green mucus, and the dead look is hideous.

He reached over to his carotid artery and saw that the man was dead.

This bizarre virus broke out a few days ago, after a group called Saints publicly released a ransom note. The government is required to collect $5 billion within a month, otherwise biological and chemical weapons attacks will be carried out in major cities.

The government is not an idiot, and of course it will not obediently hand over five billion US dollars, and on the same day, a spokesman for the relevant department issued a strong statement of condemnation, and a large number of police forces were dispatched to investigate and deal with the illegal organization of the saints. And the day after the statement was issued, these walking corpses began to appear in E City, which had no autonomous consciousness and bit people when they saw them.

Before the government could find out the cause, the walking corpse spread rapidly throughout the city. There is no clue what the virus is, how it is transmitted, and how to prevent and control it. While everything was still being explored, the city of E, with a population of 6 million, fell.

Tang Ao is a very shrewd person, and when he found out that a large number of people in the military who maintained order were also infected and the virus was out of control, he occupied the Asa Life Garden as soon as possible. There were nearly 2,000 people in the Asa Life Garden at the time, and he ordered Vice President Jiang Hongfu to check for infected people, and on the other hand, he and General Manager Zhou Xinguo searched for useful resources around him.

In the dining hall of the Garden of Asa, there is rice, white flour, noodles, and frozen meat that can feed 20,000 people for a month. However, there are not many fresh vegetables and fruits.

Tang Ao gathered all the guns and weapons of the security department and distributed them to his strong subordinates, and Ji Lu took turns to lead people to search around every day.

The entire living area of the Asa Living Garden is a deep net with high walls and very good defenses. There shouldn't have been any problems, the fault was that he believed in his right-hand man too much.

In the container, Tang Ao drank another big sip of milk, and from time to time there were heavy and slow footsteps outside, and he didn't dare to make too much noise. Looking at the wound on the leg, fortunately the bleeding stopped. He was about to sleep in his coat, when suddenly he fell asleep and his arm was firmly held!

Before Tang Ao could react, the whole person was thrown to the ground. Looking at the spotlight in the container, Tang Ao's cold hairs stood up all over his body - the driver just now was obviously dead, but at this time he pounced on him with a hideous face.

From time to time, green mucus dripped from that mouth, only a centimeter from his neck.

"Heh, heh......" his mouth made a strange noise, and his eyeballs turned a cloudy dark gray. Tang Ao cursed, grabbed his neck with one hand to prevent him from getting closer, and desperately groped on the ground. The axe may have been kicked far away in the confusion, and he gripped the kitchen knife pinned to his clothes.

The driver in front of him was already furious, and his teeth were close at hand. He didn't hesitate any longer, and stabbed him in the back of the head. The red and white brains splashed from top to bottom, and he pursed his lips tightly and slashed with a knife.

The corpse finally remained motionless, and he pushed it away, wiping his face with the towel in the container, and gasping for air all the time. Is this real or a dream?

I hope it's really a dream, he should wake up and still be in his villa, with a bewitching or innocent singer or movie star sleeping next to him.

There was no movement outside, and he opened the door of the container truck, ready to move the unrecognizable corpse out of the coffin. Sleeping in front of it for one night is not very pleasant. When he was lifting the corpse, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his waist, and a voice whispered: "Raise your hands and turn around slowly!" ”

Tang Ao looked helpless, so he had to slowly raise his hand and turn around. Behind him was a short man with a fierce and gangster spirit, with a slight bald crown on his head and a scar on his forehead. He had a homemade pistol in his hand, and his eyes were shining fiercely.

"Gunshots attract that kind of thing." Tang Ao reminded quietly, trying to cover his legs with a windbreaker to prevent the short man from seeing him injured.

When the short man heard this, his intention to shoot was obviously dispelled a lot. When he saw the milk in the car, he immediately jumped into the container, still pointing a gun at Tang Ao, and ordered: "Throw him down." ”

Tang Ao threw the driver out of the car, stepped on the driver's dirty clothes and wiped the blood in the container. The short man pointed a gun at him as he gobbled up milk.

After Tang Ao finished moving the body, he closed the car door again, took out wet wipes from his coat pocket, and wiped his face and hands clean. He was used to the beauty of the incense car, and he really couldn't stand the smell.

After the short man finished drinking the milk, his gaze staring at Tang Ao suddenly became very weird.

Tang Ao noticed it, the short man's throat swallowed slightly, and his eyes seemed to be on fire. In the center of the fire is clearly reflected itself. The short man slowly approached him, Tang Ao was twenty-five years old at that time, his skin was a healthy wheat color, his lips were thin as carving, his nose was high and straight, his eyes were like paint, and his eyebrows could be painted.

Although he was under the muzzle of the gun at this time, the dignity that became unfazed made him look more confident and calm, as if the elegance oozing from his bones.

"Pretty good skin." The short man laughed a few times, and raised the muzzle of the gun: "Take off your clothes and let me see it." ”

Tang Ao looked at him quietly, he was a little impatient: "What are you looking at?" Take off! ”

Tang Ao slowly took off his trench coat, and the short man quickly noticed the gunshot wound on his leg. He stretched out his hand and dug hard into his wound, Tang Ao's facial muscles twitched a few times, and he didn't say a word. The short man's eyes were excited, and he actually propped up a small tent in his pants: "Keep taking it off, quickly!" ”

President Tang Da is so angry, it's really unlucky that people stuff their teeth when they drink cold water. Today I have encountered a pervert all day! He took off his trench coat in his hand and swooped forward, twisting the long coat in his hand. The short man was caught off guard and was shot off by him at once. He suddenly became furious and kicked Tang Ao at the wound on his leg. Tang Ao grabbed his leg and pressed him back to the ground.

The strength of that kind of iron tongs immediately chilled the short man's heart - with this person's strength and speed, even if he was seriously injured, he could not afford to provoke him. He begged for mercy again and again. Tang Ao knelt on his back, clamped his hand with one hand, and pulled out the belt of his trench coat with the other. Then the garment was wrapped around his neck, and his hands were tightened tightly.

Only then did the short man realize that he had provoked the real evil star, and he kept tugging at the rope around his neck with both hands, and his throat gurgled in his throat. Tang Ao pushed him against the iron sheet of the container, and stepped on his neck with one foot to tighten the belt of his clothes. He was dying, his eyes full of horror, and Tang Ao's eyes were always very calm, as if he was just giving a speech before cutting the ribbon at a charity project. It only took a few minutes, and the short man's legs kicked a few times, and he lay on the ground and never moved again.

Tang flipped off his belt, waited for nothing to move outside, and then cut off the dishonest root in his pants and threw him out of the car. What a bad day today! He leaned against the container truck, full of anger.