The fifteenth day of the first month

Wang Xiaoqian got up early in the morning, and couldn't sleep excitedly, not because of the happiness of getting tens of thousands of Portuguese dollars last night, but because of the joy, happiness, and excitement after learning about another thing?

is not enough to describe Wang Xiaoqian's current mood.

Download and print the virus post on Baidu and save it, and after tidying up, I took out the machete under the bed and the Black Star pistol hidden in the closet, the knife is a good knife, and the gun is a numbered retired gun.

After leaving the community, I walked to the restaurant next to the hotel, passed by the supermarket and went in to buy ten Chinese, and in the strange eyes of others, I began to call my fox friends along the way, and the ruthless characters I knew when I was in prison together were also notified one by one.

Half an hour later, the large private room was overcrowded, and most of them were social people with dragon and tiger tattoos, of course, this did not affect the business of the hotel, after all, it is now a society under the rule of law.

Wang Xiaoqian knew that the end of the world would start at 12 o'clock, but he would not let these people drag their children and daughters to come, this was done for two reasons, first, he trusted Brother Fang and Third Brother, but if the disaster did not come as scheduled, it would not end well, and second, his heart was not so kind.

Seeing that all the personnel had arrived, Wang Xiaoqian divided the Chinese piled up on the table one by one: "Brothers, thank you for being willing to give me Qianzi this face, and light the cigarette first."

"Brother Qian, what you said is too much to treat us as brothers, let's talk about what kind of business is it to call the brothers over this time" Speaking this is a person from Zigong City, Sichuan Province, who usually gathers a group of fellow villagers to help the contractor make trouble and ask for wages.

Another person drank the soup and asked, "Qianzi, why did you call these people who want to be bad with us?" As he spoke, he glanced at the person who had just spoken, and then said: "It doesn't match our work" This person is specialized in small smuggling of tobacco and alcohol near the pass, that is, to do some business with goods.

"Brothers, you think too much, I just want to know everyone for so long, take the time to get everyone together to drink and chat, and go to my hotel to arrange some girls for the brothers to relax" When he said this, the eyes of the others began to glow.

When the time came to 11:30 p.m., Wang Xiaoqian began to buy the bills for the six private rooms, and walked to the hotel with dozens of drunken people.

A large group of people walked directly to the monitoring room inside the hotel, and it was already 11:55 when they first arrived in the corridor.

At the same time, several younger brothers wrung out packs of knives from the parking lot, and they didn't know what their eldest brother wanted to do, but asked them to move the controlled knives to the monitoring room on time at 11:55.

Wang Xiaoqian asked everyone to wait in the corridor, saying that he was going to greet his sister to prepare the room, and these people were not suspicious.

At 12 o'clock, the whole building began to shake, the wind blew the doors and windows crackling, and then the horns on the street were incessant, and the surveillance showed that blood began to rain on the street, and the building collapsed for a while, and the road cracked like a dragon turning over.

Whether it was on the street or in the hotel, people began to fall, everything was exactly the same as the third brother told him, so shocking and so unexpected.

It's coming, it's really coming, Wang Xiaoqian actually laughed out loud, and at the moment when everyone was trembling, he laughed weirdly.

Wang Xiaoqian ran to the corridor at the moment of the disaster, looked at the more than ten people who fell on the ground, watched all the gangsters shouting in horror, and kept asking what was wrong, Wang Xiaoqian took out the rope that had been prepared and threw it to them and said, "Don't shout, they are dead"

This sentence was like beating everyone up, and everyone looked at the calm Wang Xiaoqian dumbfounded.

Wang Xiaoqian threw the rope to the ground and ordered: "If you want to live, listen to my arrangement, and if you want to die, get out now."

"Tie up all these people who fainted, and tie them up for Lao Tzu to be stronger" Seeing everyone looking at him sluggishly, Wang Xiaoqian sneered and said: "Have you ever watched a zombie movie?" These fainted people are dead, and if you don't believe you can touch their heartbeats"

There were really unbelievers in the crowd who lay on the ground and listened carefully, and after listening, they turned pale as paper, and said tremblingly: "Really... Dead.."

"Quiet down for Lao Tzu" As a result, most of the gangsters in the corridor were frightened, and they all shouted at a loss.

After a bang, Wang Xiaoqian looked at everyone and said, "Tie them up quickly, otherwise when they get up again, we will all die."

After the fainted people were tied up one by one, and then looked out of the windows, the whole familiar city was already full of smoke and fire.

witnessed more than a dozen violent incidents in the monitoring room, Wang Xiaoqian also calmly arranged for other internal security personnel who were usually not satisfied with his management to go to each building to stop the rampaging guests, and called the management personnel on each floor and his own wrong way to ask them to help deal with various things, but Wang Xiaoqian hid on the floor of the monitoring room and did not move.

The bound men had begun to wake up, staring at everyone in the hallway with wide-eyed grey eyes, their mouths torn apart and screaming with exhaustion.

After seeing the madness of some guests, some guests from other floors of the hotel began to run downstairs, and once the riot was caused, a larger fleeing crowd was naturally driven, but Wang Xiaoqian didn't see all this.

The internal security guard who was arranged by him to go to the guest room just now has been bitten, and the overall image and behavior of the male guest who bitten the person is all the way his cousin described, and a stomach is swollen and translucent, which is obviously a manifestation of overeating.

The woman lying between Yin Hong's blood and water in the bathroom in the bathroom was no longer breathing, the glass in the bathroom was stained with blood, there were countless bloody handprints, and the items in the room were also messy, stained and bloody. The woman's whole body was scarred, one arm was missing a lot of flesh, and the woman's cheek was also gnawed a lot of flesh and blood, until the internal security staff opened the door with the key card and went in, interrupting the male occupant who was eating.

Instead of being horrified by the murder scene, the male guest rushed to the nearest security officer, and then screams, followed by a one-sided massacre, and then an even bigger killing began to spread throughout the hotel.

The housekeeping manager stared at the display screen in the monitoring room, trembling and handing over the management key, and said inarticulately: "Brother Qian, you... You're my savior."

The monitor shows that dozens of zombies with blood on the corners of their mouths slowly appeared at the entrance of the lobby and the parking lot, and instinctively drove them to slowly converge towards the hotel, because there were too many people here, and the only thing that looked at the displayed time was different from what the third brother had warned, that is, the infection process did not take so long.

Dozens of monitors were filled with panicked fleeing guests and hotel staff, as well as bloodthirsty murderers who woke up, most of whom were gathered in the lobby on the first floor, which was overcrowded.

The crowd fled downstairs, and the zombies upstairs also chased down, now is the best opportunity, Zheng Hao turned off the six elevators and the safety exit on the third floor, there are too many people on the first and second floors, too dense and too complicated, for the time being, Wang Xiaoqian is not able to deal with such a scale of panic.

He took out his cigarette without hurry, leisurely recording the time needed after the infection, and he was not in a hurry to save people.

What he needs is more deaths, more zombies, and then he can make a move so that he can manage it in the future.

It may be a little bloody, but what he wants is absolute submission.