The two had only walked a few floors before they found a lot of traces of human activity.

It's obvious!

In this hotel, which has not been contaminated by zombies, there are still a considerable number of humans alive.

"Have fun."

An excited smile appeared on Shangguan's face.

He looked at Li Qian and said in a low voice: "Girl, you have to keep in mind that compared to those zombies who only rely on instinct to act, human beings are more terrifying!" ”

"You can never know how dark the human heart can be!"

Although now...... People are still sane and their behavior is morally constrained.

But as time goes on, food and drinking water will become scarcer, and that's when humanity is really tested.

For a bottle of water, a woman can sell her body.

For a piece of bread, a man can turn against his brother.

These...... It's the norm for the next decade.

Hearing Shangguan's words, Li Qian didn't speak, but nodded slightly.

"No matter, let's get our nest in order first!"

Shangguan chose to put the other survivors aside first, and took Li Qian directly to the twelfth floor of the hotel.

Just as they were about to choose a room on this floor, there was a sudden crashing sound from upstairs.

"Bang!"

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

On the thirteenth floor of the hotel, a man is holding a wooden stick and banging on the door!

On closer inspection, this man is a reformed person.

He was very large, with the muscles on his left arm slightly bulging, and his right arm made entirely of metal, making him look like a mechanical monster.

This robotic arm will be very common in the next decade, its maximum grip strength can reach five times the limit of ordinary people, and most importantly, it is cheap to build, making it the best choice for zombie hunters.

The man had already smashed several doors with the stick.

In the early days of the Dark Ages, food and water were most scarce.

However, in these luxury suites, there is usually a large amount of food and wine stored in the refrigerator.

If you're lucky, you might even find some air-dried meat, which was in demand during the Dark Ages.

"Collect substances?

It's only the second day, and what a prescient guy! ”

Shangguan's eyebrows furrowed.

Collecting materials was exactly what he wanted to do, but he didn't expect to be preempted by others just after he arrived here.

Li Qian, who was on the side, noticed the change in Shangguan's expression: "Do you need to stop him?" ”

"No!"

Shangguan waved his hand: "Someone is coming." ”

"Stop!"

As soon as Shangguan's words fell, a cold voice came from a distance.

Hearing this voice, the man was stunned.

He turned to look in the direction from which the voice had come from, and was almost slumped on the ground in fright.

A bald man stood there silently.

Filthy blood was all over the body, and there were even flesh foams hanging on some parts.

From a distance, this bald man is simply a zombie monster.

But...... How can a zombie talk??

The man thought about it, those zombies had long lost their minds, how could they speak??

Come to think of it this way, this guy in front of you is just a human??

"! I'm scared to death. ”

"What's the matter with you? Didn't Brother Chuang warn you not to come to the area above the tenth floor? ”

After the man was sure that the bald man was just a human being, his tone immediately became unkind.

"Brother Chuang??

Could it be the head of some kind of gangster?? ”

Shangguan looked at the two people in the field with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he had already guessed the matter in his heart.

When the Dark Ages came, the law lost its original binding force, and those moths who were already in power in society naturally became more unscrupulous.

These gangsters tend to mix better in the Dark Ages.

Because they are good at fighting, and they are even better at bullying honest people. The set of threats and scares has long been perfected, and ordinary people have been cleaned up in three or two.

But...... This kind of gangster is often bullying the weak and afraid of the hard.

In the face of the weak, they will bully you to death.

In the face of the strong, they don't even dare to let out a fart.

Just like this time.

Merely...... They chose the wrong target for bullying.

"I remember."

"I've seen that bald guy on TV!"

Li Qian pointed in the direction of the bald man and said in a low voice.

"Oh?"

"What kind of dignitary is he?"

"It's not."

"Then what kind of traffic artist is he?"

"Not really."

Shangguan became curious about this bald man: "Then who is he?" ”

"His name is Wang Sheng, and he is a murderer...... Serial murderer. ”

Li Qian glanced in the direction of the bald man, and then said lightly.

"Murderer!!"

Shangguan repeated in a low voice, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened a little.

......

"What? You don't know Brother Chuang?? ”

When the little gangster mentioned Brother Chuang, his momentum immediately increased.

He held a wooden stick in his left hand and swung his right arm back and forth, showing off his strange arm: "Boy, I'll tell you...... Now this hotel belongs to our brother! ”

"If you want to stay here, you can do it.

Otherwise, if you make the old men unhappy, you will be thrown out and fed to the zombies! ”

Occupy the mountain as the king, I'm afraid this place has really been controlled by this group of thugs.

Wang Sheng just stood quietly in place, looking at the little gangster in front of him expressionlessly.

His threat was not even a fart to Wang Sheng.

"Get out!"

"From now on, this layer is mine."

Wang Sheng has always been a violent person, and his tone revealed a faint killing intent.

The thugs were stunned.

He didn't expect that in such a situation, someone would dare to talk to him like this.

This is Brother Chuang's territory, and this layer is under his own control. He actually dared to let himself go, saying that this layer belonged to him?

Isn't this looking for death what??

"He's funny, isn't he??"

"This is Brother Chuang's territory, this layer belongs to Lao Tzu, let Lao Tzu go? How old are you? ”

As he spoke, the thug walked towards Wang Sheng with a wooden stick.

He looked at Wang Sheng viciously, shook his strange arm, and thought about whether to kill him directly.

However..... He didn't know he had chosen the wrong person this time.

Wang Sheng has no intention of talking nonsense with the gangsters.

The moment the thugs approached him, he struck.

The thug only felt a red light streak across his body.

"Bang!!"

A blade of light extended from Wang Sheng's right hand, forming the shape of a long knife.

His speed was so fast that the thug didn't see what was going on at all, only feeling his right shoulder light......

His strange arm had already been unloaded by Wang Sheng and smashed heavily to the ground.

It was his own arm.

Blood spurted wildly.

Intense pain filled his nerves.

Wang Sheng seemed to be deliberately trying to ensure the integrity of the strange arm, and deliberately deviated a few points in the direction of the musculature when he started.

The little thug looked at Wang Sheng in disbelief, he didn't expect him to be so ruthless, and he took off his arm without hesitation.

The most important thing is that until now, he has not understood how the light blade in Wang Sheng's hand is done.

He rolled on the ground in pain.

"Ahhh

"My arm! My arm!! ”

……

Wang Sheng just watched all this expressionlessly, and then picked up the strange arm that fell on the ground and wiped it clean.

"It's just a warning"

"From now on, everything on this floor is mine...... Including this arm. ”

"Go back and tell the so-called Brother Chuang that they'd better not provoke me."

Wang Sheng looked at the thugs coldly: "Otherwise, I don't mind killing you all!" ”