The blind man stood there all the time, only occasionally turning his head, apparently trying to catch the sound. I sat there not even daring to breathe, ready to run away at any moment. Waiting began to turn into a kind of torture, and I wanted to sneak up to its side, and suddenly picked up the hose and hit its head hard, but I hesitated for a long time and never dared.

I don't know if it's an illusion or not, but the corridor seems to have become more eerie. I looked at the other end of the hallway and thought: if there was a little noise over there now, I would be able to draw it in! I had an idea: I can't make sound without sound! Just throw something over there, wouldn't it? Thinking of this, I stood up and looked down to look for stones, bricks, and things like that from the ground. But there were only bones here, and when he saw a skull at his feet, he picked it up.

When he picked up the skeleton, there was a gentle grinding sound, and the blind man shuddered, quickly turned to face me, stretched out his ears, and kept gently swinging his head to adjust the angle, trying to determine the location of the sound. I hurriedly stood still again, secretly shocked in my heart: this guy has good ears, it has reached the point of replacing the purpose with ears! Because I didn't make any more sounds, the blind man couldn't find me.

The fingers clasp the hole in the skull's eye, which is quite smooth, a bit like grabbing a bowling ball. I took a deep breath and prayed to the skull: "Brother, I'm really sorry, I have to borrow your head for a while, if you have a spirit in heaven, help me get rid of this blind man!" After praying, throw the skeleton with all your might.

The skull flew over the head of the often blind man into the middle of the hallway, striking the wall several times. The blind man chased after the skeleton without waiting for it to land, as vigorous as a leopard. It jumped to where the skeleton had landed, and its hands frantically ripped around the ground, scattering bones everywhere on the ground. I watched it go crazy, frightened, and held the iron rod high until it stopped and didn't move again. The stairs have been out of the way, and now they just have to be quietly passed.

Every step had to be taken carefully, lest you step on the bones of the remains and make a sound, so that the walk was very slow, as if it had been a century in just twenty or thirty meters. I was getting closer and closer to the staircase, and as soon as I went upstairs, I didn't have to be afraid of this blind man anymore, I was happy in my heart, but I was also more careful, and I walked steadily with every step.

At this moment, the door of a nearby room creaked open, and a person walked out of it! I was surprised to see that Minglai was great: it was a pig's head! What's going on? Didn't he just be killed by me? How is it still alive? Immediately saw the abscesses and corpse spots on Xiao He's hideous face, it turned out that it had become a zombie! , this pig's head actually came out to stir up the situation at this critical time!

Once a person becomes a zombie, the coordination of hands and feet tends to decline, so I'm not afraid of it, it's a big deal to kill it again, but the blind man is watching from the sidelines. It's better to leave quickly! Just a few steps from the stairs, I immediately rushed upstairs. Just a few steps up, I felt that the collar was tight, and I was grabbed by the pig's head from behind.

It's not good, I turned around in a hurry and smashed it the pig's head He, hitting it back a few steps. But it still held on to me as it retreated.

I was dragged down the stairs and fell unsteadily down the hallway, and I was shocked: this pig's head seemed to be more agile and powerful than before, could it be that corpse eaters are powerful once they become zombies? didn't have time to think about it, he swept with a stick and hit He Pig's head on the calf, sweeping him to the ground. At this moment, the blind man shook his body and pounced on this side.

The thorn had been stuck in the pig's back, and as it fell, it slammed heavily on the ground, which seemed to make it hurt, and rolled on the ground a few times, making a clanging sound. Chang Blind Man heard the sound and jumped on the body of the pig's head, and the two zombies actually fought. There are too many disadvantages of being blind, and friend or foe is one of them!

If you don't run now, when will you wait? I got up and ran upstairs again———— as long as I went to the fifth floor and got the pistol, I was not afraid of anything! When people are running for their lives, they often run fast, so I held my breath, grabbed the handrail of the stairs, spread my steps, and dragged the water pipe up with all my might.

Suddenly a door appeared in front of me, what happened? What about corridors? When I looked closely, there was a rooftop outside the door: it turned out that the stairs on the west side led to the roof, and I didn't notice that I had run over the end for a while. Just as he was about to run back, he saw a dark shadow catching up from below.

It must be a pig's head! It is impossible for a blind person to run so smoothly. It's too late to go back to the fifth floor! Although the pig's head is difficult to deal with, it is much easier than the usual blind man! You can hide behind the rooftop door, wait for it to come in and hit it hard, even if you can't kill it, it's enough for it. There is no way to make up your mind and hurry into the rooftop.

As soon as he stepped into the rooftop, a cold light suddenly flashed, and something hit him. I instinctively crouched down, only to hear a "click", and the thing split a large hole in the door behind me. It turned out to be a fire axe, which was in the hands of a small attendant. Without waiting for him to pull out the axe, I swung it with a stick, hitting him in the middle of the hip, and the other party fell to the ground. With a sweep of his eyes, he ****** that the three little followers were all on the roof of the building, which was really narrow! The other two, one wielding a scalpel and the other holding a sapper shovel, pounced on the left and right.

The pig's head He is rushing up, the farther away from the door, the safer. When the two of them jumped behind to dodge, I jumped over the "fire axe" and turned back to meet the enemy. So I was facing the staircase door and they were facing away from each other.

Dark clouds are thick, cold winds are rising, and a thunderstorm is coming. The "scalpel" and the "sapper shovel" began to press on the left and right, and the roof of the building was so large that there was no room to escape, so I had to pick up the water pipe and fight with them. The "fire axe" also got up from the ground, covering his waist with one hand and an axe in the other, to join the battle group. I really want to tell them that the pig's head has come after him, and he should be the same enemy! However, the three pig brains don't seem to understand the simple truth that "the enemy of the enemy is the friend".

The three little henchmen were all stronger than me, but the hose in my hand was the longest of all weapons, and they didn't dare to get close to wielding it. After all, it is one enemy and three enemies, and they must go all out, and they will find a gap if they are not careful. As a result, the physical exertion is severe, and I gradually feel that I am unable to continue. At the critical moment, the pig's head He arrived, and as soon as it entered the door, it saw us and pounced directly!

The three little henchmen were confronting me with all their attention, not noticing the danger behind it! Unfortunately, the "scalpel" was directly torn off a piece of flesh from the neck, and blood burst out immediately.

The pig's head was bitten in the scream, and the other two little followers were frightened by this sudden change, but I was mentally prepared, and while they didn't come to their senses, I quickly got rid of the entanglement and ran to the door.

As he was about to enter the building, there was the sound of hurried footsteps behind him; I screamed badly, turned sharply, gave way to the pursuers, and struck the opponent in the back with a blow, which felt like hitting a bison, and almost broke my tiger's mouth. It was the pig head He who caught up, and he still didn't want to let me go when he was a zombie.

The pig's head staggered, fell forward, and slammed into the door, blocking the door tightly. I was anxious in my heart: there were two corpses and a zombie on this rooftop, all of them wanted to fill their stomachs with me, and if I stayed here for a minute longer, I would be one step closer to the ghost gate, and I would rush in no matter what! So he raised the water pipe and smashed it again at the pig's head that had just turned around.

This stick was more ruthless than the first stick, and it went straight to the pig's head, and it raised its arm to block it, and the water pipe hit it, and it didn't discount, but it just made it scream in pain.

I was wicked and thought, "I'd like to see if you can stand a few sticks!" Fight with all your strength and hit it with another stick. The pig's head was sturdy and sturdy, but it was still fine, and it suddenly got up and kicked me in the chest. The force of the kick was so great that I took a few steps backwards and fell to the ground, leaving the hose aside. Fortunately, the pig's head He was hit three times in a row, and the pain was abnormal, so he didn't come up to attack immediately.

This kick made me realize that I was no match for it, not even if I had an iron rod in my hand, and that I had to flee quickly. So I didn't care about the pain, I got up and ran. But this is the roof of the building, and the only way out has been cut off, where can I run? Moreover, the pig's head is faster than me, and he can be caught up quickly no matter where he runs. Just after running a few steps, I heard the sound of the pig's head chasing after him.

The heart is spinning: death is left and right, and only by luring it to the side of the two corpse eaters and letting them fight and lose both will they have a chance. Thinking of this, he took a step and ran towards the two corpse eaters. I also thought that the "fire axe" had just been hit by me on the waist, and my body was not very flexible, so it was easier to use him, so I rushed to the side of the "fire axe", hoping to go around behind him and use him to separate me from the pig's head.

When the "fire axe" saw me approaching, he thought that I was going to fight him again, so he covered his waist with one hand and met him with the axe in the other. At this time, I was bare-handed, unable to parry, but fortunately he held the axe in one hand, and the chopping was not fast, and he had already dodged with his head in a shrunk of his head. I was about to go around behind him, but the "sapper shovel" stabbed up and attacked, just blocking my way. With no way out, he saw the "fire axe" spread his legs apart, and in a hurry, he bent down and got through his crotch. I feel extremely aggrieved: If I let others see this scene, I would rather die! I had just been halfway through when I heard a "dang" sound, and the second axe that the "fire axe" slashed at me slammed into the ground.

I used my hands and feet at the same time, and as soon as I got through the crotch of my pants, I used my back to push it back, and pushed the "fire axe" to the pig's head. The "fire axe" couldn't deal with me anymore, and raised the axe to slash at the pig's head. The pig's head He was chasing after me, without guarding, and was directly slashed in the left arm. The axe was much more powerful than an iron rod, and the effect was immediate, and the entire left arm was removed, leaving only a little flesh and skin to connect. The pig's head He "cough cough" repeatedly, and his right hand punched out, hitting the left temple of the "fire axe", and the "fire axe" was knocked to the ground with only one punch. But it also roared in pain, and that hand was pierced by me with a bayonet, and it naturally hurt to hit someone again.

I had already stood up and saw that the north-east direction was the widest, and there was room for manoeuvre, so I fled to that side, far from the pig's head, and fled into the building at the first opportunity. But the mind of the "sapper shovel" is the same as mine, and he also fled here, and the two happened to get together! The "sapper shovel" has already been burned by the virus to the point that only one tendon remains, and there is no current concept of the enemy, so he picked up the shovel and hit me.

There were a large number of containers on the floor, pots and pans, and so on; Thinking that these ghouls were used to receive water on rainy days before they were infected, I bent down and picked up a large iron basin to use as a shield, and kept covering it. At the same time, adjust the angle to ensure that the "sapper shovel" is always between me and the pig's head.

The "sapper shovel" slapped again and again, and every time it smashed on the basin, it was a loud "ding" sound. His strength was far greater than mine, and he quickly numbed my arms. After two more slaps, I was so shocked that I couldn't hold on to it, and the iron basin fell to the ground. I turned around and tried to escape, but I was already on the side of the building. The "sapper shovel" caught up from behind and slapped it on my back. I fell to the ground on the spot, fortunately I was hit by the back of the shovel, the front and side of the shovel are as sharp as a knife, if I was cut there I was afraid that I would not die, I would be seriously injured, and even then it would be painful to die and live.

The "sapper shovel" raised the shovel and slapped it again, but was grabbed by the hair from behind by the pig's head. It turned out that after the "fire axe" fell to the ground, it split another axe and cut it on the left foot of the pig's head He, removing half of the entire foot surface. The pig's head He jumped up, pressed onto the body of the "fire axe", stretched out his right hand to grab the head of the "fire axe" and kept hitting the ground, and knocked the "fire axe" unconscious after a few hits. After that, it was attracted by the sound of the "sapper shovel" smashing the basin, but its left foot was cut off, and it was naturally slow to move and failed to catch up earlier.

The pig's head He was even taller, and he directly lifted the "sapper shovel" with his only remaining right hand. The "sapper shovel" naturally refused to be caught, and waved the shovel to shoot the pig's head. The pig's head was not as lucky as I was, and was shoveled into the chest by the sharp side of the shovel. It thundered, grabbing the hair of the "sapper shovel" and flicking it back and forth; It's like a kid beating his own rag doll. With a scream, the entire scalp of the "sapper shovel" was torn off, and the head instantly turned into a blood gourd. He fell to the ground, and the shovel fell not far from me. I hurriedly crawled over and held the shovel in my hand, struggling to get up and trying to leave. But the pig's head Ho immediately chased after him, and we were both wounded, but it still walked faster than me. Seeing that I couldn't get out, I turned around in a hurry and poked the shovel at the thigh of the pig's head He, and inserted it directly into its right leg.

The pig's head screamed in pain, and its left side was only half left, and its right leg was injured again and could not be supported, and it rolled to the ground, unable to stand up, and could only crawl on the ground with one hand. Holding back the pain, I dragged my wounded body and turned to walk towards the door.

I walked to the door and picked up the water pipe, and was about to enter the building, when suddenly the door opened again, and the blind man groped his way to the rooftop.

As soon as I saw Chang Blind, I immediately stood still as if I had been suddenly clicked on the acupuncture point. This guy was standing less than ten paces away from me, his burly body like a wall blocking the door. It is more than ten times stronger than the pig's head, and if you break hard, it will be torn into two pieces immediately, but as long as you don't make a sound, it can't do anything. I could only stand there and be so scared that I didn't even dare to come out.

Suddenly I realized a thorny problem: the pig-headed Ho was constantly trying to get closer to me, and if it weren't for the blind man here, I could easily knock it to the ground, but now I couldn't do it. Thinking of this, I secretly regret it: I forgot to cut the grass and eradicate the roots in a hurry just now! Faced with the sound of the pig's head He crawling, the blind man often did not react, it seems that it has learned to distinguish the sound of the pig's head He.

I wanted to repeat the old trick and throw something to lure the blind man away, but there was nothing under my feet. I anxiously searched around, and there were many containers of rainwater not far away, but I didn't dare to go over and get them. In the moment of anxiety, a lightning bolt streaked across the sky, thunder rumbled, and then raindrops the size of soybeans fell from the sky, raising dust, and the long-standing heavy rain finally fell. It's great that the sound of rain can drown out my footsteps, so often blind people can't hear them! My throat was already smoking, and I raised my head and let the raindrops moisten my thirsty throat.

The pig's head He climbed closer and closer, and suddenly jumped up and pounced down. I was taken aback, I didn't expect this guy who could only crawl on the ground to have this hand, and in a hurry, he dodged the sudden blow. The pig's head fell to the ground with a "snap". The blind man immediately heard the movement and rushed towards me with a "whoosh". I rolled on the ground, and the blind man jumped over me. I just got up and wanted to run, but my feet tightened, and when I looked down, I saw that I had been caught by the pig's head, and hurriedly gave it a stick to let it go. The blind man had already rushed up again and was crashing into me.

I was knocked to the ground and knocked over several plastic buckets piled on top of each other on the floor. The buckets were scattered and rattled everywhere, and the blind man often jumped up to me and struck the noisy buckets, smashing some of them to pieces. I hurriedly grabbed a bucket and threw it hard, the bucket rolled on the roof of the building, "bang, bang" sounded, the blind man immediately chased after it, grabbed the bucket and smashed it twice, found that he was fooled, and threw it anxiously, and the bucket fell directly downstairs.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and it fully covered my voice, and the blind man's head kept turning, hoping to discern my voice from the sound of the wind and rain, and I naturally would not let it succeed, and stood there as still as I could.

The pig's head began to climb this way again. I wiped my face, and the pain on my back just now was so painful that I felt like it was being torn apart. But now he didn't care about that, and clung to the water pipe, ready to kill the pig's head as soon as he approached. But if you want to kill it, you are often blind, but you are afraid that you can hear the movement, and it is safer to move away from it. So he endured the pain in his back, his eyes were fixed on the two of them, and his body slowly retreated, thinking that it would be easier to kill the pig's head with an axe, so he tiptoed back to the axe.

After taking a few steps back, I suddenly heard the sound of "cough cough" behind me, and when I glanced back, the "fire axe" had already gotten up from the ground. He was knocked unconscious by the pig's head just now, and he woke up naturally in the rain. As soon as he woke up, he picked up an axe and slashed at me.

I didn't care to keep quiet, and hurriedly turned around to parry, and the axes and sticks collided with each other with a loud noise, and the often blind man was immediately alarmed. I had already expected that as soon as the axe that separated the "fire axe" would immediately flee diagonally, giving way to the most ferocious enemy behind me. I only heard the sound of "bang": the blind man and the "fire axe" collided together.

Great, you two go ahead, I'll keep running for my life! Just ran a few steps, and met the pig head He head-on, and he didn't have time to pick up the water pipe and smash it at the pig head He. The pig's head didn't seem to expect me to run this way suddenly, and he was hit with a stick on the head. No matter who it is, no matter how strong it is, it can't bear an iron rod on its head, and the pig's head will fall immediately. I went up and smashed the pig's head open with a few sticks, and the white brain flowed to the ground. The pain in my back almost made me faint, and I fell to the ground weakly, holding the water hose in one hand and covering my back with the other, panting for breath as the heavy rain poured on me.

At this time, the blind man had already pressed the "fire axe" to the ground. The "fire axe" was dizzy and crazy, screaming "ahhh Often the blind man grabbed the axe, pulled it off his neck, threw it aside, and two big hands reached out to the body of the "fire axe" and brutally tore it, like tearing a roast chicken, and tore the "fire axe" open in a few strokes. I lay on my stomach, trying to walk but couldn't, I could only watch things go downward.