Luo Jianguo looked at the zombies under the balcony that were gathering more and more due to blood stimulation, and they were getting more and more crazy, and his starry eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest.

Luo Jianguo looked at the corpses with eyes that were like looking at a pile of garbage without the slightest emotion, and focused on looking for the figure of the evolved zombie.

In his eyes, these ordinary zombies are garbage, and only evolved zombies are precious recyclable garbage.

In the corner of the corpse group, a different piece of garbage caught Luo Jianguo's attention.

This zombie was so different from the rest of the tattered zombies, it had sound limbs and a low level of decay.

What is even more striking is that he has a big black and shiny bald head, and the green tendons on his head bulge like the roots of an old tree. Looks unusually brutal and rude!

This bald boy, whose strength was stronger than that of other zombies, squeezed away the weak zombies in front of him one by one with extremely low quality, and walked straight towards Luo Jianguo.

But what the rude bald zombie didn't know was that the prey in his eyes had already contracted his brain nucleus.

Luo Jianguo moved his gaze to him, looking for other evolved zombies, it wasn't that he was greedy, it was just that he wanted to give all brain cores a home!

As far as his eyes can see, more and more evolved zombies begin to descend into the sea, and each evolved zombie enters this small sea of corpses with the dream of wanting to possess his protagonist alone.

Originally, Luo Jianguo was worried that he did not have a high degree of recognition of these evolved zombies, and he missed one or two brain nuclei.

Now seeing the images of these zombies, I find that my worries are purely unnecessary. Some of these evolutionary zombies are colorful, for fear that others will not know that they are elemental zombies with skin.

Some are tall, rude, and savage, covered in tendons and flesh, for fear that others will not know that he is a power zombie.

Thinking of what happened to them next, Luo Jianguo couldn't help but draw a truth from this incident, being a human being and a corpse should be low-key!

However, at this time, almost two kilometers away from Luo Jianguo, there was a large and luxurious office on the top floor of a hotel called Vientiane Business Hotel.

A young man with a shaved face said anxiously to another tall, dark-skinned middle-aged man:

"Brother Feng, you see it's over there on the commercial street, that group of zombies has rioted for some reason, it's overwhelming! Will we be in danger? ”

The middle-aged man known as Brother Feng frowned when he heard this, stood up and turned to look in the direction pointed by the inch-headed young man through the floor-to-ceiling window behind him.

I saw that the zombies in the distance were flooding the commercial street like a tide, and there were zombies pouring towards the commercial street around.

"Is there something that attracts them?" Chen Feng muttered.

Looking at the increasing number of zombies, Chen Feng's brows furrowed, so many zombies, not close to here, not far away, once something happens, his own person, with the old and the young, is estimated to not even be able to run.

But it was not easy to lay down such a shelter, and if it was transferred, I don't know how many people would die.

As the leader of this post-apocalyptic survival team, Chen Feng's pressure suddenly increased, after all, one of his decisions now is related to the life and death of hundreds of people.

In the end, Chen Feng decided to wait and see what happened, for three reasons. First, it is still relatively safe in terms of distance from the corpse tide; Second, a suitable new gathering place has not been found, and a hasty transfer may cause huge casualties; The third is the most important one, even if the transfer of hundreds of people with the old and the young is actively suppressed, the movement will not be small, in case it attracts the tide of corpses, it will be ten dead.

As a weak person who survives in the last days, they can't dominate with strength, they can only beg for luck!

Thinking of the old people and children in the hotel, Chen Feng couldn't help but pray silently:

"Let's hope you survive this disaster safely!"

Chen Feng, who was just about to announce his decision, turned around and saw the young man with a frightened face, and after a turn of thought, he comforted in a loud voice:

"It's okay, Xiangzi, we're still far away, and those zombies can't make trouble for us no matter how much trouble they make!"

Although Chen Feng himself has no bottom, as the leader of this small survival group, he must give these people confidence!

So he can't show his cowardice.

Chen Feng also survived in the last days for more than a month, and after experiencing all kinds of things in the past month, Chen Feng knew the horror of zombies.

Although it lacks intelligence and is slow, zombies have desperate advantages such as stamina, strength, infectivity, and vitality.

If there were only one, two, three or four zombies, he might be able to solve it with his newly discharged skills, but in the face of the hordes of corpses roaring like waves, he had no way.

"You go and get Ah Hui!" The middle-aged man said to the young man Xiangzi.

Xiangzi heard Chen Feng's words and said no more, and went out in a panic to find Ah Hui in Chen Feng's mouth.

It didn't take long for Shoko to walk in with a bald man with a hideous scar on his face.

"Brother Feng, I'm here!" The scar-faced strong man said to Chen Feng.

"Hmmm! What about the other survivors downstairs? ”

"Everyone has seen the situation of the corpse tide, and their emotions are a little unstable!"

"I've given you the task of calming them down, at least not making a loud noise."

The strong man with the scar nodded with a puzzled look on his face and went out, shouldn't he find someone with affinity to appease people? How could you let the fierce god and evil himself who used to be a bodyguard go?

Just when the strong man with the scar stepped out with one foot, Chen Feng's command sounded again, but this time it did not bring the slightest temperature:

"If someone takes the opportunity to make trouble, deal with it directly!"

The strong man with the scar was stunned for a moment, then his face was solemn, he nodded slightly, and left without looking back.

Extraordinary things are done at extraordinary times, and at this juncture, any mistake may lead to the death of these hundreds of people without a place to be buried.

On weekdays, even if a few people pull the banner of democracy and make trouble with themselves, and want to fight for power and profit, they can tolerate it, because it will not affect the survival of the whole team.

But if you don't distinguish between right and wrong at this time and only care about your own interests, then don't blame yourself for being ruthless.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng lit a cigarette and sat silently on the office chair, staring at the tide of corpses in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the ninth floor of this business hotel, a tall and thin young man with glasses walked into a business suite with some excitement.

When the young man walked into the room, he saw a middle-aged man leaning against the window and looking into the distance.

"Mr. Yang, our opportunity has come!"

Hearing the excited voice of the young man, the person known as Mr. Yang slowly turned around.

This is a middle-aged man in his early forties, with a slightly fat figure, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, although he is in the last days, his slightly Mediterranean hair is meticulously combed, his expression is serious, and his gestures reveal the majesty of a high position.

"Xiao Li, be calm in case of trouble, don't be reckless."

Seeing the young man's reckless behavior, the middle-aged man was a little disappointed, he reminded him many times, but this young man just couldn't change it, it was really unbearable!

Before the end of the world, as the chairman of a multinational group, he controlled the direction of tens of thousands of people, and all the people who could do things under him were talents who were one in a thousand or even one in a thousand.

As far as the young man's heart and ability in front of him were concerned, he would not have looked at them before, but now that there is no one to use, he can only settle.