"How do you know?" Ye Zi asked in surprise.

"Because we also got this medicine. My advice: On the premise of still ensuring your own safety, it is better not to take this medicine of unknown origin. In the meantime, be careful to see how other people will react after taking the medicine. ”

"Okay, where are you? It's windy. Lian Ye asked again.

"Lang Tao Sa Hotel, we were forced to the rooftop." I smiled wryly and chatted a few more words, I was worried about the battery level of my phone, so I hung up the phone - I didn't bring a charger, and I only had 35% of the battery left.

I also rested for a while, the phone was put on the vibration, I didn't hear a call from Dongdong, and when I woke up and called back, the phone couldn't get through, my mobile phone showed a 2G signal (the 4G signal was gone last night, so I couldn't go online), indicating that the communication was fine, it was a problem on the Dongdong side, it didn't matter, wait for her to call again.

Look at the time, it's more than nine o'clock in the morning, it's still early for lunch, there is a barbecue rack in the storage room, there are no fresh ingredients in the refrigerator, only frozen grilled sausages, olive oil, spices, etc.

I took out the grilled sausage, thawed it naturally and set it aside, and when my cousin woke up, let her roast it, I can't do it.

When I reached the north side, I found that there was also a survivor on the roof of the building across the road, a middle-aged man, wearing a security uniform, who was talking on the phone.

That building is the office building of the bank, about two floors lower than our hotel, the zombie virus broke out at night, the bank must have been off work, this security guard, should be on the night shift in the building, so he was trapped inside.

I waved at the security guard, and he saw me and nodded slightly, which was a kind of greeting.

Looking at his expression, he seemed to be in a hurry, probably talking to his family on the phone.

I didn't rush away, lit a cigarette, and waited for him to finish the phone call and ask.

After a third of the smoke, he finally hung up the phone, pacing back and forth anxiously.

"Hey! Eldest brother! I shouted.

The security guard glanced at me and continued pacing, shaking his head as he paced.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"My baby and mother-in-law are trapped!" The security guard spoke a thick Sichuan-Chongqing dialect, as if he was complaining to me.

"That can't be saved, you can't help it if you're in a hurry." I comforted him.

"You melon baby, gloating!" The security guard shouted at me with his hands behind his back and tilted his head.

"No, no! Big brother, don't be angry! I didn't mean that! ”

The security guard sighed and muttered something, a little far away, I didn't hear clearly, only "just something".

"What did you just say?" I asked, communication has to be done by roaring.

"I'll tell you there's an egg! I say! If only I had that medicine! ”

"What kind of medicine?"

"I don't know, I heard my wife say that someone gives medicine, and if you drink it, you don't have to hang on to it, and zombies don't bite it! She doesn't get a share! ”

"Is that it?" I took out the small pill bottle from my pocket and shook it at the security guard, who was supposed to be hiding in a corner of the building when the SB helicopter came, and had not yet reached the rooftop, so he missed the delivery.

"Y-What are you?" The security guard's eyes widened immediately, and he tried to get as close as he could to me, almost not falling downstairs.

"Someone else sent it to me." I say.

"Then why don't you drink? If you drink it, you won't be afraid of zombies! The security guard was puzzled.

I was about to explain my doubts to him when the security guard waved at me: "You don't drink it to me!" I drink! I've got to save my baby! ”

Meaning, to save his hapless child.

"Big Brother ......"

"You sprinkle it on me! I beg you! "The security guard actually knelt down at me in the air, kowtowed a few times, and knocked off the big cap.

It's not that I'm reluctant to give it to him, the point is, what if this medicine doesn't work, then I'm not hurting him?!

"Brother! Give it to me, please! The security guard pleaded bitterly and burst into tears, which made me feel compassionate.

"Okay, here you go—but it's too far away to throw it away." I estimated the distance between the two rooftops, almost fifty meters, and it was difficult to shout to each other.

"Please...... "Big brother folded his hands and gave me a shake.

I found a brick, knocked off most of it, leaving only the smaller half, and threw it at the opposite side with all my strength.

Not at all, it's still far away, more than fifty meters away, and you can't even throw bricks, let alone such a small plastic bottle.

"Big brother, don't worry, I'll think of a way!" I have already decided to give this bottle of medicine to him, anyway, our side is very safe, after Zheng Zhiqi and Chen Mo left, the rest of the food for me and my cousin to hold on for a month is not a problem, the security brother is so anxious, so I will give it to him first.

After thinking about it, I set my eyes on the football field, and I couldn't throw it with my hands, so can I use the football field?

I hugged four footballs, 60 meters away, for a semi-professional player like me, the problem is not very big (not to mention the height advantage of two floors), the key is the right head, the platform area on the security guard's side is not large, if the kick is crooked, he will not be able to pick it up.

I set up a soccer ball, ran and kicked it with all my might, no, it was too powerful, and I overdid it.

Swing another one, with 90% of the force, without shooting, but with the footwork of a long pass, you can! The ball landed on the opposite rooftop, but the security guard was not ready, and the ball bounced on the rooftop and flew out again.

"You pick it up!" I shouted, the security guard nodded, took the goalkeeper stance, and I shot a third ball, and although he received it in an off-standard and even ugly way, he managed to hold the ball.

This method works, I asked him to wait for me for a while, I found the tape, put the bottle of medicine in the shape of a cross on the football, set it up, take a deep breath, and go you!

Two seconds later, the security guard received the football, and without even saying thank you, he ripped off the vial, unscrewed the cap and drank it.

"Don't be in a hurry, stabilize first and see if there are any changes." When I had finished speaking, I leaned on the rooftop fence and watched him closely.

The security guard nodded, looked at me, and waited for a change in himself, and the two of them stared at each other for a full five minutes.

"How does it feel? Has there been a change? I couldn't help but ask.

"It's like drinking saliva."

"Then you can feel it again!" I also unconsciously began to imitate his tone, dialect is like this, it is easy to lead people astray.

The security guard pulled a chair, sat down in confusion, waited, and gradually, his head hung down, as if he was asleep, and no matter how I called, he didn't respond.

I was about to go find a soccer ball to kick over and wake him up, when the security guard suddenly raised his head, and then, his head tilted back again, and the angle was so exaggerated that I even thought that his cervical spine had been broken!

"Hey! What's wrong! I asked.

He didn't respond, and after a few seconds of tilting his head back, his limbs began to twitch violently, which ...... Isn't this the same symptom as zombie mutation?!

I subconsciously retreated a few steps, squatted behind the guardrail, only half of my head was left, and secretly observed him, and after the security guard smoked for about half a minute, he stopped pumping, and slowly stood up from the chair, hanging his hands, arching his back, and his head lower, turning slowly, as if looking for something on the ground.

You can tell by looking at the color of his skin, it must be a corpse - the skin of the zombie is a kind of blue-brown, similar to the color of the rotten pigskin, fortunately I didn't take that medicine, it turned out that it was not a zombie immunity drug, but the zombie virus itself!

What is the conspiracy of those SB guys? If you don't save the survivors, why do you still come to mend the knife?

Groove ...... Aren't Zheng Zhiqi and Chen Mo dangerous?

It's not good, Dongdong called me before, is it because- I shook my head, I didn't want to think about things too badly, because it was useless to think about it, and the whip was out of reach!

I turned my attention back to the security zombie, its movements, it seemed to be a little more "normal" than the zombies I had seen before, approaching humans, the pace was faster, it walked to the door leading to the floor below, as if it was about to open the door to welcome its kind, but it studied the doorknob for a long time, and failed to open it - the doorknob was locked by a U-shaped lock he had previously used - after turning into a zombie, he forgot about it, in fact, a bunch of keys hung around his waist.

It couldn't open the door, it was hovering in place, I looked at it for a while, and I didn't see any other abnormalities in it, so I was about to go back to my cousin (this is the north side of the sky, my cousin is sleeping on the south side, and there is a signal tower and outbuildings in the middle, so they can't see each other), and just about to turn away, I suddenly found that the security guard zombie had made a move that violated the rules.

It began to scratch the door with its hands, sizzle, sizzle, with a sharp sound of metal grinding, and I even saw sparks popping out of the iron door!

What's the situation?

I squinted my eyes, looked closely, and soon found the mystery: the nails of the security zombies are different from the zombies I have seen before, I have fought with zombies, their nails are exactly the same as those of humans, but the color has become darker, but the nails of the security zombie on the other side are very long, and with curved hooks, they look like eagles.

Mutated? Is it because of the bottle of medicine?

As it continued to scratch, paw prints appeared on the iron door, could it be that it wanted to scratch the door open?

It's a little scary to think about, with claws as a weapon, plus its movement speed, it's much faster than ordinary zombies, which ...... Isn't it equivalent to a higher-level zombie?

What the hell! Developing games? Zombies are still graded? If it's full of zombies, how are we going to have fun? No, I have to wake my cousin up, because I feel danger - if the zombies in the building we are in have evolved this kind of claw, that little iron door probably won't be able to stop them!

I turned and ran to the south, and without paying attention, I stepped on a brick under my foot and overturned, almost breaking my foot.

"!" I kicked the brick away, and it slammed into a tin water reservoir with a crisp sound.

"Roar...... behind his head, there was a low roar.

I was thinking too much in my head, and I was in a hurry, forgetting that there was a zombie over there.

I turned my head and looked at the security zombie, no doubt that it had spotted me, and finally gave up scratching the door and began to walk towards me, from walking to trot, from trotting to galloping, until it reached the edge of the rooftop, and it did not mean to stop, but jumped and pounced on me.

However, looking at the way it danced in the air, there was no ripple in my heart......