Bang Bang!

Syllable!

The body slammed against the wooden door and made a loud noise, and the violent vibration shook the tables and chairs that made the top of the wooden door shake a few times.

The tiger's trembling hands clenched the metal bat in his hand and stared at the crumbling wooden door.

The strange gurgling sound of the zombie mixed with the deafening slamming of the door repeatedly cut his nerves like a broken blunt knife, and he felt that he was probably scared to death before the zombie even came in.

The tiger felt like his brain was filled with glue, and he felt like he was in a dream, as if he hadn't just thrown the zombie out of the window.

Syllable!

With a heavy blow, the fragile wooden door finally could not withstand such destruction, and the table and chair with the top door were torn open with a bang, breaking a large hole.

The breach in the black hole was the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the tiger could no longer control his fear, and rushed to the door with a loud shout.

"Ahh

With a buzz, the baseball bat slammed into the door with the sound of the wind, and then the tiger only felt numb under his armpit, and the hand wielding the bat flew out without grasping the bat, and a cold hand stuck his neck and slammed himself into a semicircle against the wall.

"Uh......" The tiger was pinched and couldn't breathe, Rao didn't dare to open his eyes, he was afraid to see the horror of the zombie and lose his courage.

He kicked and kicked wildly under his feet, reached out and pulled out the spring-knife pinned to his lower waist, and with a click, the sharp blade bounced out, and just when he raised his hand and wanted to pierce the zombie, he only felt a numb face.

Syllable!

A big slap was firmly slapped in his face, making his ears buzz, but his brain was much clearer.

Then a familiar voice rang out.

"Say a word. ”

The tiger opened his eyes and found that the person pinching him in front of him was the student who had bought a knife for him two days ago, he stuck his neck with one hand, and held a sharp military thorn in the other hand against his jaw!

"Big ...... Brother ...... "This man was stuck too tightly, and the tiger struggled to squeeze out two indistinct syllables from his throat.

Then, the tiger felt light, fell to the ground, coughing and breathing in a lot of oxygen.

"My name is Wu Zong," Wu Zong walked to the windowsill and glanced at it after confirming that the tiger had not turned into a zombie: "Your things are very useful." ”

He paused, then jokingly said, "It's good enough to trade your life." ”

As he spoke, Wu Zong turned around, took out the jet-black carbon steel saber from the bag behind him and handed it to the tiger sitting on the ground: "Think about it?"

The tiger sat on the ground and touched his neck and looked at Wu Zong, who handed over the knife with a smile, he was stunned, he would never have thought that this fierce student would really go through such a dangerous campus to save himself as he said, just because the knife he sold to him under his coercion was 'easy to use'.

This is an incomprehensible person, but that doesn't stop him from being his own savior.

The tiger shook his head self-deprecatingly and smiled, took the saber and stood up and waved: "Big brother, my life will be yours in the future, if anyone wants to move you, you have to ...... first"

"Okay, okay," Wu Zong waved his hand: "If someone can move me, you can't stop me." ”

Wu Zong turned his head away, pretending to be impatient and interrupted the tiger, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

The tiger in the previous life was the same, because of his life-saving grace, he had always been loyal to him, but he gritted his teeth and used him as cannon fodder to lure away thousands of reinforcement troops in Chenghai, just for the "truth" he wanted to explore.

Once again, he remembered the last thing he had said to himself when he had died fighting Heavenly Father—was it really worth it?

He knew that the tiger must have understood when he heard the order that he would never come back alive, but he still carried it out without hesitation, just as the Father said, 'The faithful are like a dog.'

'Is it really worth it?'

Wu Zong asked himself again in his heart.

Although he had a lot of time to think about this question this time, he still couldn't give himself a satisfactory answer.

"Let's go," Wu Zong didn't continue to think about this question, holding the dagger in his hand and looking at the three of them.

"I have to go," Lin Xiao, who had been standing at the door and looking at the wind, turned around and said.

Wu Zong noticed that his face was ugly.

Lin Xiao said as he took off the crossbow arrow on his back and held it in his hand: "But we may have to go another way." ”

Wu Zong walked to the door, glanced left and right, and immediately understood what Lin Xiao meant-

The stairwells at both ends of the corridor are pouring in a steady stream of zombies, at least thirty or fifty, and what's worse is that the zombies have been pouring up the stairs like unscrewed faucets.

They were moving slowly, walking towards their dormitory, their mouths making low gurgling sounds that made them look like a group of pilgrims reciting the scriptures.

Wu Zong hurriedly retracted his head, and his face became as ugly as Lin Xiao.

"What's the situation?" Looking at the two people's ugly faces as if they were about to eat, the tiger's mortal curiosity came up, and he wanted to take a look from the door with a knife.

"Zombies are coming, a lot. Qiqi frowned and stood at the window looking around, stopping the tiger without looking back.

She knew what was going on just now as soon as she saw Wu Zong and Lin Xiao's faces, she looked downstairs, her face full of worry: "I think you'd better come here to take a look." ”

Looking at the ugly faces of the three people, the tiger felt like a fool, in order to change this situation, he jumped to the window with an arrow step, glanced down, just one glance, made his face as ugly as eating, cold sweat ran down his back at once, to be honest, he regretted satisfying his curiosity at this time-

Dense crowds of people rushed to the entrance of the first floor like a black tide. Jiyu No. 2 Middle School has more than 4,000 students, and the majestic European-style strip-shaped dormitory building that originally covered an area of nearly 1,000 square meters has now become so small in the crowd of corpses, as if a lonely boat swaying in the wind and rain is about to be swallowed up in the endless black waves.

The tiger felt that his knees were weak, and he almost fell to his knees.

"It's dead," the tiger sat down on the ground, crying as he spoke.

"Go up," Wu Zong and Qiqi glanced at each other and made a decision: "Lin Xiao, you look at the door, Qiqi, try to see if you can contact your father, everyone be quieter and move faster." ”

As he spoke, he unloaded the backpack behind him and pulled out a bundle of rope from it, with a jet-black steel hook attached to the top.

"Do you have all of this?" Lin Xiao looked at Goupaw in surprise and whispered.

"Is your bag a Doraemon's pocket," as he spoke, Lin Xiao cautiously poked his head out and looked left and right at the corridor and turned around and said, "We have to hurry, he's coming over soon." ”

Needless to say than Lin Xiao, Wu Zong had even heard the staggering footsteps getting closer and closer.

Wu Zong jumped on the windowsill, half of his body leaned out of the broken window and exposed it, the entire dormitory building is not too high, only six floors, they are on the fourth floor, in other words, as long as they climb two floors up, they can reach the rooftop, for Wu Zong, this kind of life-threatening thing has not been done once or twice, but it is obviously not easy for the other three people, and there are boundless zombies downstairs.

Wu Zong grabbed the old wooden frame with one hand, praying that it would not break, and while trying his best to lean out of the stairs, his right hand rotated the hook claw, a parabola, and the hook claw hung firmly on the outer edge of the rooftop.

"Lin Xiao, you take the tiger first," Wu Zong brought the rope into the dormitory and jumped off the windowsill like a cat.

Lin Xiao put the crossbow on his back, took two quick steps and dragged up the tiger that was paralyzed on the ground: "Why are you like a girl, go quickly." ”

The tiger sniffled twice, glanced outside, retracted his head, and waved his hand repeatedly: "I, I'm afraid of heights." ”

"Then you wait for death," Lin Xiao didn't have time to talk nonsense with him anymore, he put the rope on his wrist and half-squatted on the windowsill, and reached in with his other hand: "Then I'll take Qiqi." ”

Qi Qi looked at Wu Zong worriedly.

"I can do it myself," Wu Zong took out a detonator from his backpack and held it in his hand, and then put the backpack on Qiqi's back: "Contact your father as soon as possible." ”

"Be careful yourself," Qiqi didn't ask what Wu Zong's detonator meant.

After speaking, Qiqi took Lin Xiao's hand and disappeared into the window.

Giggle......

Giggle......

The sound of zombies outside the door gradually began to increase, Wu Zong knew that if he didn't leave, let alone a strengthened person, ten of them were not enough for these zombies to gnaw around, he walked quickly to the tiger and was about to open his mouth when he heard a 'bang', and the wooden door of the dormitory, which had already broken a big hole, shook hard.

Giggles.

Half of the face of the black and red blood zombie suddenly appeared in the gap of the torn wooden door, a miserable white eyeball almost popped out of its socket, and a blood-red cracked mouth rhythmically knocked its teeth and made a clattering sound.

Immediately after, the gurgling sound in its mouth grew louder and louder, and within three seconds, the entire corridor was filled with this strange sound, as if hundreds of madmen were laughing collectively in the corridor.

Like a drop of water falling into a pond, this half-human, half-ghost laughter began to spread rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, even the thousands of zombies downstairs began to cluck, and they all looked up at their dormitory.

What a strange spectacle it was, and the tiger felt like his pants were going to get wet after just one glance - thousands of blood-stained and tattered faces stared at him lifelessly with white flowery eyes, and a horrific laugh came out of his throat as if he had found his favorite prey.

Bang! Bang!

With three loud bangs, the broken wooden door suddenly shattered again, Wu Zong saw that the zombies who were still slowly and leisurely just now suddenly began to smash the door frantically, and in an instant, the zombies downstairs also rushed to the gate of the dormitory building like a fierce warrior as if they had received an order, and with a clucking sound, the dense heads of people downstairs buzzed towards the door of the dormitory building like a hornet that had been stabbed.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, the sky was even more gloomy, and the zombies frantically poured into the door of the dormitory building like a terrifying wave of the wind, and the sound from their mouths was deafening!

"Run!" Wu Zong roared and stepped onto the windowsill, turned around and grabbed the stunned tiger: "The corpse tide is coming!"