The chef's bloody corpse appeared in front of Wang Yi with a big belly, wearing only the upper body of a vest, and all the exposed parts had no skin, just like the goddess Zhang Yan, full of bloody muscles.

The chef's bloody corpse opened its mouth, and its two large fangs that were smoky and yellowed could be clearly seen.

Scolded, Wang hurriedly hid, after all, the speed was still slow, and was slapped by the chef's bloody corpse on the back of the shoulder, this time, half of the painful Wang lost consciousness, and rolled on the ground four or five times before standing firm.

Shaking his head and stabilizing his mind, Wang Yi raised his head one by one, and the chef's bloody corpse rushed over again.

Seeing this, the king scolded one by one, damn it, don't run away, why does everyone bully me as a grandson, just now I didn't have a guy in my hand to let you monsters go back and forth, I have a knife now, I'm afraid you won't succeed?

Thinking about it, Wang raised his right hand with a knife and went straight to the head of the chef's bloody corpse.

With a click, the kitchen knife cut into half of the head of the bloody corpse and could not be cut into, and the expected picture of the bloody corpse falling to the ground and dying did not appear.

On the contrary, the chef's bloody corpse also shouted, stretched out his hands to grab Wang Yi, and grabbed Wang Yi, who had not reacted, in his hand and raised it directly.

The body was moving back and forth in mid-air, and Wang Yi's heart was full of horror, this, what does this bloody corpse want to do? What is it going to do when it holds itself up?

Don't, don't gnaw on your own belly! Big brother, don't, I haven't been to the toilet today, and you're all dung.

Seeing that the bloody corpse was about to gnaw on his belly regardless of hygiene, at the critical moment, the strong desire to survive made Wang Yi ruthless.

He raised the kitchen knife in his left hand and went straight to the shoulder of the bloody corpse, and when he slashed out, Wang Yi didn't forget to scold: "Fuck you!" ”

With a click, it slashed directly into the shoulder of the bloody corpse.

This knife, just looking at the shoulders and arms of the blood corpse that were only a few centimeters connected by muscles, it was enough to show how much Wang Yi's strength was used.

Almost unarmed, the bloody corpse lost control of one hand, couldn't catch Wang Yi, and let Wang Yi fall to the ground with a snap, roaring one after another.

Wang Yi didn't dare to hesitate at all, he stretched out his hand to cover the arm that was almost scratched by the bloody corpse, and turned his head and ran.

Wang Yi ran in front, and the bloody corpse chased behind.

Wang Yi's speed is not as fast as the blood corpse, and the repeated escapes have already consumed Wang Yi's physical strength, if he runs like this, within twenty seconds, he will be chased by the blood corpse and become the food of the blood corpse.

At the critical moment, Wang Yi saw a hidden iron door in the corner in front of him, the iron door had a round glass window, and the outer handle was like a steering wheel.

At this moment, the door was slightly open, and a lot of cold air was sprayed out from inside from time to time.

After being stunned for a moment, Wang Yi understood that this was the cold storage in the back kitchen, the cold storage used to store food in the back kitchen of the hotel.

Ha, let's just say, as a famous star-rated hotel in Yangcheng, how can Fengxiang Hotel not have cold storage.

It's just that the two freezers in the back kitchen are stored, and if they die, they will consume the hotel for a day.

Damn, now is the time to think about that! Damn, being chased by a bloody corpse!

Wang Yi was complaining about himself in his heart, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his head, and an idea came to his mind.

Wait, cold storage?

I made it clear that I couldn't solve the chef's bloody corpse, so why didn't I use the cold storage?

Thinking of this, Wang Yi gritted his teeth and endured the pain, accelerated his speed and ran to the cold storage, knocked on the iron door of the cold storage and squeezed in, and hid by the door while closing the door of the cold storage again.

Although the strength of Wang Yi's arm was not enough to completely close the iron door of the cold storage, it was enough.

That is, Wang Yi squatted down for two seconds, and the half-hidden cold storage door roared, and the chef's bloody corpse crashed in.

At this moment, Wang Yiyi, who was frozen into a dog, shook the frost on his eyebrows, shouted that the opportunity had come, jumped up and flashed out of the door, and then grabbed the handle on the iron door similar to the steering wheel and dragged it back, regardless of the pain in his arm.

The chef's bloody corpse that rushed over realized that there was no one in the cold storage, and turned around with the smell of blood floating on Wang Yi's arm, and saw that Wang Yi was closing the door, with a kitchen knife on his face, he roared, pulled one arm, raised the remaining arm, and strode to catch Wang Yi.

If he is washed out by the blood corpse before closing the door, then Wang Yi will have nothing to play, wash and sleep, you can announce gg in advance.

It was also at this life-and-death juncture that Wang Yi fought for his life.

He almost clenched his teeth, and with all his strength, he leaned back as if he were plucking a turnip, and from between his teeth, he shouted a hysterical roar: "Close it for me!! ”

Bang, the iron door was dragged, driven by the spring inside, the iron door slammed shut, separating the chef's bloody corpse behind the door, and along the circular glass window on the door, Wang Yi could even see the chef's bloody corpse in impotent rage.

I just can't hear the sound.

At this point, Wang Fangfang was completely relieved, his body was weak, and he sat by the cold storage door with a pop, opening his mouth to breathe, and his lungs were panting like a dilapidated bellows.

After gasping for ten minutes, Wang Yi felt cold.

He came out of the cold storage, with only an apron and underwear on his body, and he was already frozen to the core.

I didn't notice it for a moment just now, but it would ease up, and Wang Yi jumped up and kept rubbing his body.

While snotting, Wang Yi scolded in a low voice.

I don't know if he's scolding Leng for the bloody corpse that ruined his good deeds, or if he's scolding the reality that this is going crazy.

As soon as the shivering king returned to the lounge, it was a mess, and there was an arm on the ground, needless to say, this was the masterpiece of the chef's bloody corpse just now.

In this situation, Wang Yi's face turned pale, and he was even more sick to his stomach.

No matter how Wang Yi is still a normal person, although he has seen the process of blood corpse transformation with his own eyes, and he has also played a game of hide and seek with the three waves of blood corpses before and after, but Wang Yi is still afraid.

In particular, it was dark outside, and there was an arm across a pool of blood in the lounge, and Wang's big heart was also frightened by this scene.

He covered his mouth, ran outside in a few steps, and vomited for a while, until his stomach vomited sour water, Wang Yi returned to the lounge with his hand covering his face, not looking at the arm in the pool of blood, and turned out a few clothes in the lounge.

He went out of the break room and closed the door, as if that way, the gore in the break room was far away from him.

From the few clothes he brought out, Wang Yi found a suitable one to wear on his body, he was wearing sweatpants and a vest on his upper body, wrapped in a coat, sitting cross-legged on the ground with bare feet, in the dark back kitchen, a person recalled everything that happened today.

How did a circulating virus become a monster like a bloody corpse?

Why don't you prevent it in advance when you already know about the virus?

And, is this really a virus? Why do you look like zombies that often appear in Western movies?

The only difference is that although zombies are also monsters, they still retain their human form, and their skin is all there.

The bloody corpse was almost, like the skinned corpse, bare and hairless, which was even more disgusting and ugly.

And there's also the point that zombies can kill them by attacking their heads, what about blood corpses?

If I'm not mistaken, I attacked the head of all three waves of blood corpses, right? The first two batches of bloody corpse heads were smashed flat, and the back bloody corpse heads were cut in half with a kitchen knife, almost cutting off the heavenly spirit cover upwards.

The result? The monster is still alive and kicking to eat itself.

The weakness of these monsters is not in the head at all, or rather, they have no weakness at all!

Thinking of this, Wang Yi was shocked, and tremblingly took out half a box of cigarettes in his coat, lit one, and used it to suppress the shock.

A puff of smoke rose, and Wang Yi, who had never smoked, was choked and coughed lowly.

The spicy sensation poured into his nostrils, choking Wang Yiyi's tears came out.

I am safe, but what about my relatives who are thousands of miles away?

What happened to their father, mother, and sister?

Is it true or false that what is said on TV, is this a transmissible virus, or is it a catastrophe for all mankind?