013 - Hell is empty

"Hello, your takeout has arrived?" Half silent, Wang Yi unexpectedly popped out such a sentence for the first time.

"Roar!"

In response to Wang Yi, there was a roar, followed by the half-bloody corpse with its arms stretched out.

The king, who was sitting on the ground, had time to shout and lie down, and grabbed a crowbar and rolled on the spot on a donkey.

There was a fishy wind, Wang Yi felt that his speed was already very fast, Rao was like this, and he was still swept in the chest by the claw of the bloody corpse without legs, and his ribs were about to break.

Dodging the attack of the half of the bloody corpse, the king rolled to the ground, and when he got up, he smashed a crowbar into the bloody corpse.

With a bang, the crowbar was embedded in half of the bloody corpse's head, and the bloody corpse staggered, taking advantage of the crooked body of the bloody corpse, Wang Yi grabbed the tail of the crowbar with both hands, aimed at the chest of the bloody corpse, and without saying a word, a crowbar pierced in.

Under the attack of the crowbar, the chest of the bloody corpse was like paper paste, and it was directly broken by the crowbar, and even one end of the crowbar poked out of the heart behind the bloody corpse.

As soon as the blow pierced the heart, the action of the bloody corpse came to an abrupt halt, as if petrified, and the hands raised still maintained the action of attacking Wang Yi.

One person and one corpse froze in place, and for nearly two minutes, it was still a cheer from the sheep embroidery on the top of his head that made Wang Yi come back to his senses.

Seeing that a crowbar had solved the bloody corpse, Wang Yishu came back to his senses, let go of the crowbar, and trotted to the door and stopped.

He leaned his back against the door, calming his breathing, like a dead man, and little by little, he probed his head out.

Squinted his eyes at the corridor, from the corridor all the way to the back kitchen where the door was slammed open by the blood corpses, except for the ten or so blood corpses who were still staring at the ceiling stupidly and yelling, there was no extra movement.

Seeing this, Wang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, so he took his head back, quietly, closed the door, and locked it with his backhand.

When Wang Yi had just finished doing this, he heard the sound of the wind in the back of his head, and before Wang Yi could figure out what was going on, the next second, a hand was directly on Wang Yi's shoulder, which scared Wang Yi so much that he almost sat on the ground with weak legs.

"Wang Yi, what's the situation outside?" Lan Lan's caring voice came, which made Wang Yi breathe a sigh of relief, looked back, and reached out to wipe the beads of sweat on his head: "It seems that we are lucky, we haven't been found yet." โ€

As he spoke, Wang Yi looked at the half-mutilated corpse that had been stabbed by his crowbar, and Yang Xiurong was standing not far away in fear, poking it with a clothes pole in the room.

While poking, he also asked Wang Yi: "Little ghost, are you sure it's dead?" โ€

Wang Yi rolled his eyes when he heard this, he was not happy to take care of the sheep embroidery, as for whether the bloody corpse was dead or not, this was obvious.

As soon as he stood up with the help of the wall king, he gasped a few times, then walked to the bunk on the left, and reached out and grabbed the bed railing.

Seeing this, Lan Lan and Yang Xiurong were curious at the same time, and asked Wang Yi what he was going to do.

Wang Yi struggled to carry the bed, but sadly found that he hadn't eaten a mouthful of anything from last night to now, didn't drink a mouthful of water, was frozen all night, and played with two bloody corpses in a row, and his physical strength or something had already reached the limit.

After trying hard a few times, Wang Yi's face turned red.

For a long time, Wang gave up, panting heavily, glaring at Lan Lan and Yang Xiurong: "Why are you watching?" Help, hurry up and block the door, you don't think that this door made of wood can block the bloody corpses, do you? โ€

Wang Yiyi said this, and the second woman reacted, and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

The three of them carried the bed, and in Wang Yiyi's extremely nervous careful reminder, they finally carried the bed to the door and blocked the door without danger.

After doing this, Wang Yi was also exhausted, sweating profusely, and suddenly collapsed on the bed.

Lan Lan and Yang Xiurong were startled, and asked Wang Yi what was wrong, if he was not feeling well or something.

Hearing this, Wang Yi grinned at the corner of his mouth: "No, it's nothing, I just feel a little tired, I'll rest, just rest for a while..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Yi couldn't control his drowsy spirit, and with the sound of slightly calm breathing, Wang Yi slept soundly.

Lan Lan and Yang Xiurong looked at each other, both of them were looking at each other, and the expressions on their faces seemed to ask what to do now?

Unconsciously, the second daughter also has a sense of dependence on Wang Yi, who has stood up several times, more or less.

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This night, Wang Yi slept for nearly eleven hours.

When I woke up, there was nothing dark in the room, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

He woke up with a mutter, and wiped it with his hand, but felt a soft touch in his palm.

Wang Yi was very puzzled by this, huh? After a sigh, he deliberately pinched it with his hand.

With his movements, not far from him, a woman groaned softly, startling Wang Yi.

It was easy to sit down, and then at the hazy moonlight projected from outside the house, Wang Yi's mouth was dry with fright.

Isn't this Lan Lan lying next to you? How did she fall asleep next to herself?

Wait, so what did you just catch?

Wang Yi seemed to realize something, his eyes moved down, and when he saw clearly what he was holding in his palm, yes! With a hot nose, he quickly closed his eyes and subconsciously pinched it twice.

Maybe this time the strength was a little bigger, Lan Lan woke up in her sleep, and while Lan Lan was still whispering, Wang Yi hurriedly took his hand back and looked at Lan Lan with an embarrassed expression.

Seeing Wang Yi, Lan Lan was still surprised, and asked in a low voice: "Wang Yi, you are awake." โ€

Wang Yi nodded with an embarrassed face, and looked around: "What about the sheep embroidery?" โ€

Lan Lan pointed in the direction of Wang Yi's thigh with her hand, and the latter looked at it with her fingers, Yang Xiurong was holding Wang Yi's thigh, and she didn't know if she had dreamed of chicken legs or something.

"Sniff~ Wang Yi, do you smell it, what is this smell in the room?" Lan Lan didn't seem to notice Wang Yi's behavior just now.

Wang Yi groaned, needless to say, he smelled it just now, it was the stench of corpses.

There were two mutilated corpses and half a dead bloody corpse in the room, and if it didn't smell, it would be a ghost.

Speaking of the situation, Lan Lan had a slightly uncomfortable expression on her face when she first listened, but quickly, she returned to normal, and it can be seen that her job is to entertain at the front desk, and her ability to accept it is far beyond that of ordinary people.

It's not, after an oh sound, Lan Lan has no sound.

Pulling his thighs out of Yang Xiurong's arms, Wang Yi helped the bed to the ground, moved his sour thighs, and looked at the room seriously.

In addition to the blood stains on the ground, the room is slightly tidy, although there were eight security guards who escaped from here before, but in general, it is still in line with the cleanliness of the girl's room.

It's just a little bit, the colorful underwear hanging on the balcony made Wang Yi blush a little.

Lan Lan noticed Wang Yi's gaze and didn't say anything.

Grunting, when there was a protest in the stomach because of hunger, Wang Yi and Lan Lan looked at each other, needless to say, almost twenty-four hours have passed since last night, and they haven't eaten anything, can they not be hungry.

Knowing their own situation, the two of them just glanced at each other awkwardly, and then they both turned their heads.

After being embarrassed for a long time, Lan Lan seemed to think of something, and patted her head: "How did I forget this." โ€

Wang Yi looked at Lan Lan curiously.

I saw that Lan Lan crossed the pile of flesh and blood on the ground despite her nausea and nausea, came to a cabinet, and began to rummage softly inside.

It was night, and there was silence all around, and even the slightest sound made Wang Yi feel terrified.

Seeing that Lan Lan made many fragmentary sounds due to rummaging, Wang Yi hurriedly took a few short steps to the half-crippled corpse, pulled out the crowbar in the heart of the bloody corpse, walked to Lan Lan's side, stared at the door all the time, and asked Lan Lan what he was doing in a voice almost like a mosquito humming.

Lan Lan didn't answer, and about ten seconds later, she handed it to Wang Yi with half a bottle of water in her hand.

Seeing this, Wang Yi was stunned for a moment, not understanding what was going on.

Lan Lan was a little embarrassed: "Before, Xiurong and I were blocked in the room and couldn't get out, and the snacks and everything were finished, and there was only this half bottle of water left, otherwise, we wouldn't have gone to the back kitchen." You're hungry, let's drink some water first, I just don't know if the water has deteriorated for a few days. โ€

Wang Yi shook his head: "It's better for you to drink, I'm not thirsty." โ€

"It's useless for me to drink, you're the only man in the room now, you have to keep it in shape, and you have to protect us."

Lan Lan said this, Wang was embarrassed to refuse, not to mention, he really wanted to drink this water.

Although it doesn't matter if it's full, when at least the hunger is quenched, you can still coax the stomach is not.

Immediately, Wang Yi took it, unscrewed the lid, took a sip against the peculiar smell, and then returned it to Lan Lan.

Seeing this, Lan Lan was very puzzled, and didn't understand what Wang Yi meant.

"You can drink some too, you don't have the strength to save it."

Just half a bottle of spoiled water that the scavengers were unwilling to drink before the outbreak of the blood corpse, at this time, in the hands of Wang Yi and Lan Lan, it seemed to have become a treasure.

For Wang Yi's kindness, Lan Lan accepted it, took a sip and put it down.

In this regard, Wang Yi still didn't understand and asked Lan Lan why she drank so little.

Lan Lan laughed softly, and looked back at the direction of Yang Xiurong: "Xiurong will be thirsty when she wakes up, and it won't be okay if you don't have water to drink when the time comes." โ€

Lan Lan said this, and Wang Yi stopped talking.

The two of them walked to the balcony, sat down with their backs against the balcony, and looked at the dark night outside the glass window, high in the sky, the moon hung high as always, but on the moonlit earth, they could see one after another groups of bloody corpses, in the abandoned cars, in the small shops on both sides of the street, looking for all living creatures.

This feeling is like falling into a sea formed by blood corpses, and Fengxiang Hotel is the only remaining lonely reef in this sea.

In this situation, Lan Lan felt and said: "Hell is empty, and the devil is in the world..."