Seven days were spent carefree and extremely boring, and the movement was tightly limited to a 90-square-meter house, and it was okay to say during the day, but when the night came, the last trace of security in the bottom of my heart was also crushed by the roar from the other door.

What's worse is that the food in the house has been depleted, and the amount of food has dropped rapidly under the uncontrolled situation of me and the fat man, and even the water on the water dispenser is only enough to soak two buckets of noodles.

In order to save, we didn't dare to eat too salty, we didn't dare to drink tap water, so we could only eat some fruits to satisfy our hunger and thirst.

My thin physique is because I am usually too picky eater, and I digest quickly, and there are only a fixed number of foods that I can like, so there is not much stock here.

Seeing that the ammunition was exhausted, after eating two buckets of instant noodles, there was no guarantee for three meals!

"Old paste, I used to have a dream, that is, I wanted to lose weight, but no matter how I tossed these more than 200 pounds, it was as stable as Mount Tai, these days are good, I have lost at least a dozen pounds." The fat man leaned against the wall, looking weak, and his big hands caressed the big belly that seemed to have really lost weight.

"You can fucking last a few days on this fat, I'm almost a mummy." I rolled my eyes and scolded angrily, licking my chapped lips and looking around for water to drink.

After tossing for a long time, I found half a bag of biscuits under the bedside like a treasure, and I don't know how long it has been here, and the biscuits are soft. I was thirsty and couldn't eat this thing, so I threw it into the arms of the fat man with shining eyes, "Fatty, if this continues, we will starve to death sooner or later, we have to find a way!" ”

The fat man threw away the empty bag, seemed to regain some strength, and got up from the ground: "What can I do, we have become turtles in the urn this time, in my opinion, instead of starving to death here, it is better to rush out and find something to eat, even if it is death, I will be a full ghost of the fat man!" ”

"Then today is today, I don't believe that a living person can still suffocate to death!" I gritted my teeth and made a decision, rather than starving to death here, it was better to fight a way out.

At that moment, the two discussed it, and the target was the residents in the corridor outside the room. Although it is certain that there are zombies inside, there must not be many of them, and it is much safer than running outside to deal with those dozen or so groups.

First of all, you must prepare weapons and defensive tools, you will definitely not be able to deal with zombies with your bare hands, the fat man still uses his big wrench, and as for the corpses that my crowbar has been thrown under the balcony.

I walked around the room and eventually found a kitchen knife and a pot lid in the kitchen to use as a shield, and wore a white women's sweater with a high neck. Why do I wear women's clothes, you ask? Because there is only one hostess in this house who was killed by the fat man before, of course, the clothes are only women's. The fat man is even more cola, his top is also a sweater, but it is pink, and the lower body is flesh-colored women's warm tights, and a red coat is put on the outside, and he wears a mask with Garfield printed on his face. If we were seen before the end of the day, we would be scolded as perverts, but for the sake of safety, we can't care so much.

Everything was ready, the fat man and I walked out of the room, closed the door shut, and the last way to retreat was cut off, because I knew that in this small corridor, it was impossible to turn around and open the door if we encountered zombies, so we made the determination to become a benevolent if we didn't succeed.

A zombie on the left side of the corridor smelled the smell of us and pounced on us with its teeth and claws, and the fat man and I were about to deal with this zombie, when two more zombies suddenly ran out of the corner on the right.

The fat man took a sip when he saw it, "It's unlucky to go out and don't burn incense!" You're on the left, I'm on the right! ”

"Come on, brute!" I raised the pot lid shield and roared at the zombie, the zombie roared, without showing weakness, I approached a strong corpse stench, and I wanted to vomit after a wave of nausea in my stomach. Its gray face, its eyes rolled and its mouth was wide open, and it could fit into a fist, and its black teeth were all grown into miniature triangular scrapers, and the hearts of those who looked at it were chilling.

"Bang!" The zombie pounced on my pot lid shield, I retreated, I was busy stabilizing my body, the shield to the left and the right foot kicked out in the chest of the zombie, the zombie fell down, I saw the opportunity to raise my leg to step forward to make up for it, the sole of the foot slipped a dog gnawed mud directly on the zombie, I didn't have time to think about it, I endured the rancid smell on the zombie and hurriedly put the pot lid in the middle, the zombie under the body was scratching the pot lid, I got off the zombie, looked up and saw that the fat man had solved a zombie.

"How can I be a dragger?" I gritted my teeth and raised my feet on the side waist of the zombie, the zombie slid sideways against the wall, the lid of the pot fell to the side, I rounded the kitchen knife and slashed at the zombie's neck, because the zombie struggled too much, I failed to cut the zombie's neck, but cut on its shoulder, the kitchen knife stuck on the zombie's shoulder blade, I was thrown to the ground by the zombie's struggle. This time, it became me under the zombie, and because there was no cover from the lid of the pot, the zombie opened its mouth and snorted at my left arm.

Sharp pain came from the arm, I roared, my right hand clenched a fist at the zombie's face and hammered, one of the punches hit the zombie's jaw, the zombie turned its head and let go of its mouth, I took the opportunity to break free of the arm, both arms pushed the zombie's mouth away from me, but the zombie's strength was obviously greater than mine, both hands choked my neck, I was pinched straight back to roll my eyes, if it wasn't for me I also pinched its neck with both hands, almost bit me again.

"Hold on!" The fat man eliminated the last zombie on his side, and when he saw that I was in danger, he rushed over quickly, and the wrench in his hand was directly put on the neck of the zombie riding on me, and the waist pulled the zombie away from me.

There is no threat of zombies for the time being, I gulped down the slightly corpse-smelling air, and after a while, my face returned to normal, the fat man next to me was still entangled with the zombie, I quickly stepped forward and raised my leg is a kick, kicked on the zombie's chest, this kick I used a lot of strength, the zombie was kicked by me against the fat man and hit the wall of the corridor, and the kitchen knife on the zombie's shoulder also fell.

"Oops! Old paste! Are you fucking fighting zombies or beating fat me? The fat man was hit so much that he almost didn't get out of breath, and he endured the discomfort and didn't let go of the wrench that imprisoned the zombie's neck.

I smiled awkwardly, realized that I had done something stupid, and hurriedly picked up the kitchen knife that had fallen on the ground.

"You're hiding a little bit, fat man, I'm going to cut off its neck." Maybe it's the luck of this zombie, maybe it's my luck today, I didn't hit the zombie's neck twice in a row, and the kitchen knife brushed the fat man's scalp twice, which scared the fat man into a cold sweat.

The unscathed zombies in front of me opened and closed their mouths one by one, as if to laugh at my incompetence, and I was so angry that the veins on my forehead burst out.

"His grandmother's! I don't believe in evil, if I can't kill you today, I'll write it upside down! ”

"Fat man bow his head and squat down!" I let out a loud cry, grabbed the hilt of my sword with both hands, and slashed across the zombie's neck.

"Oops! Oh my god! "The fat man behind the zombie saw that I was red-eyed, so he hurriedly let go of the wrench, shrank his neck, and squatted down.

The knife flashed, "Poof! With a bang, the whole head of the zombie was cut off by me, and black blood sprayed all over the wall of the corridor, and the round zombie head rolled to the fat man's feet like a big watermelon, and the fat man kicked the zombie's head away in disgust, walked over and patted me on the shoulder.

"Brother, are you alright?"

I came back to my senses, didn't speak, nodded at the fat man, and signaled that I was okay, but my face was very ugly.