The pig's face was flushed, and he pointed at my mouth and said "cough, cough", as if he wanted to scold me, but he couldn't say a word. I sneered: "You bear only has one arm of strength, in addition to strength, it is also a fart." If I were your father, I would have dragged you home a long time ago, beaten you firmly, and then stuffed it under the bed, and then pulled a quilt to cover it tightly, so as to save yourself and embarrass Lao Tzu. ”

The pig-headed He roared, got out of the building, followed my example, and stood on the eaves. I was overjoyed, and I quickly continued to move and soon reached the next window, turned over and entered. A strong stench came, and the scene of this room was even more disgusting than the room just now———— dead zombies were in a thick layer on the ground, the flesh was glued together and completely rotten, almost becoming a pulp, and the rotten flesh peeled off the bones when you stepped on it, and even the feet sank directly into it, barely reaching the knees. Stretching out his head to look at the way he came: the pig's head was moving rapidly, and he was already carried away by anger, what a fearless person is the ignorant!

To find a quick guy, I looked back around the room, and almost everything was covered in flesh, and I couldn't find anything to use. There were a few benches at the door, but I was worried that I wouldn't be able to return later. Looking back at his body, only the three-edged bayonet was still in the holster of his left forearm, and he quickly pulled it out. With this short bayonet, I really didn't have the certainty to kill him.

When I saw the bayonet, I thought of Xiao Lin; If only she were there, even ten pig's heads would not be enough for her to slaughter. Thinking of this, the momentum perked: what she can do, why can't I do it? How can you lose to a?

A big hand grabbed the window frame, and I was shocked: it came so fast! Before he could think about stabbing it out, the pig's head He immediately roared in pain, and the bayonet had already nailed his palm to the window frame. I clung to the hilt of the knife and didn't pull it back, just nailed it. Now he was embarrassed, and the severe pain made him unable to enter or retreat, so he could only scream loudly.

I yelled, "Comfortable, right? Now makes you more comfortable! "Shake the bayonet back and forth, stirring repeatedly.

The pig's head screamed, the pain can be imagined, he was anxious to get rid of it, he struggled to turn around, his left hand also grabbed the window frame, and then he rushed to the window sill. I couldn't have let him in, and as soon as I pulled out the bayonet, the barb on it instantly blurred the flesh of his right hand. Then he brandished a bayonet and smashed it at him headlessly. The idiot clung to the windowsill with his left hand, and his injured right hand kept blocking it. But it was useless, every edge on the bayonet was very sharp, and when it hit the body, it was a "one" shaped wound. After a dozen smashes, there was blood all over his arms. But this thorn is not used to cut after all, and each wound is very shallow, so although this pig's head bleeds a lot, it is not fatal.

Pig Head He suddenly grabbed my wrist and pushed it hard. I couldn't back down with my feet in the mud, and I sat on the ground with my buttocks, then I rolled over and got up, and the rotten flesh was all over my body. He took the opportunity to cross the windowsill and enter the room, but he was seriously injured, and when he climbed over the windowsill, he stumbled and fell headlong into the flesh.

Seeing that he had already entered, I was so nervous that I didn't care about anything else, so I threw myself on him and jumped on his back, thrust my bayonet hard. The knife went through the back until it was out of the handle. The pig's head suddenly spasmed. I was anxious to draw my knife and stab again, but the bayonet got stuck in the bone and could not be pulled out.

With my fierce pulling, the pig's head and body reflexively jumped up and flipped me over. He staggered to his feet, and tried to reach back, trying to pull out the bayonet stuck in his back, but he couldn't reach it, so he kept circling in place, like a dog chasing his own tail. I lay in the flesh, without my bayonet, and in fear, I crawled backwards with my hands and feet.

The idiot spun around a few times, and was already bleeding, when he suddenly noticed me again, and took a step forward to catch up, and stepped on my back, and my whole body was sunk face down.

Sticky and greasy, full of rotten meat, I was scared to the sky: this rotten meat is poisonous, if it gets wet, it won't get infected, right? Even if I don't turn into a zombie, I must keep my mouth shut, otherwise a little rotten meat will enter my mouth, damage my IQ, and make me as stupid as these corpse eaters, which is no joke. So he used all his strength to lift up violently, I don't know if it was the strength of the urgency, or the decline of the physical strength of the pig's head under the serious injury, this force actually pushed his feet away. I got up from the ground and saw the pig's head take a few steps back, unsteady on its feet, as if it had run out of oil. Thinking that the bayonet was still stuck in his back, he simply rushed up and hit the pig's chest, pushing him towards the wall, and attack is the best defense.

The pig's back slammed into the wall, and the bayonet immediately pierced his body, revealing a small section from the front. He screamed and punched me in the chest.

I immediately flew out and fell on a desk, my chest churning with blood and a mouthful of black blood spitting out from my mouth. Ever since I hit a telephone pole with my car, I have been feeling uncomfortable in my chest, and when I vomited this mouthful of black blood, my chest was greatly reduced. Inhaling again, the power of intuition seemed to return.

The strong enemy did not have time to rest in front of me, and I got up and prepared to fight again, but I saw the pig's head slowly softening, and sitting on the ground motionless with its head drooping. It looks like he's dead, ******, and you're going to have to punch me when he's dying. But this punch hurt me, and it was good for me to be able to spit out black blood.

The body is full of rotten and smelly rotten meat from the zombies, and the top priority is to clean it up as soon as possible. Just as he was about to start, the door was kicked open, and the three little attendants appeared at the door together. It turned out that the door was hidden, and the three of them had already heard the sound and stood at the door, waiting for the pig's head to die before they dared to come in.

, why don't you even give me time to breathe! I picked up the computer monitor on the table and slammed it against the door, bleeding from the head of the first one. I saw that although they were not as strong as the pig's head just now, any of them were better than me. I'm afraid hard fighting is not the way, thirty-six strategies are the best policy! I jumped straight out of the window, stood on the eaves again, and moved on to the next room. Three small henchmen chased after each other, and they marched through the rotten flesh, not fast. By the time they got to the window, I was far away. The three little henchmen could only stick their heads out of the window to look at them, just like their bosses.

I had killed the pig's head in a ploy just now, and now I should do it again, so I pointed at the three of them and yelled, hoping that they would not be able to hold back and jump out of the building. But their IQ seems to be lower than that of a pig's head, and they can't even speak, they just look at me stupidly, and they scold me for a long time like playing the piano to a cow.

I stopped helplessly, looking at them and secretly worried, they are much more difficult to deal with than the pig's head just now, unless there is a gun, I am by no means their opponent. Now the only way to go back to the fifth floor is to find the lost gun.

I continued to walk west along the eaves, and I had a little experience moving on the eaves, and I moved very fast. I'm going to go to the westernmost room, and then I'm going up the stairs on the west side to the fifth floor, and the hallway is full of broken bones, and the barefoot guys can't catch up even if they find it.

When I got to the westernmost room, and saw that the three fools were still staring at the place, I immediately began to sprint to the fifth floor. The three fools seemed to understand, and as soon as I went out, I saw that they were also out of the room, four or five rooms away from me. They were screaming and chasing, and I wanted to run upstairs, but as soon as I turned around, I was shocked: the bastard who had just been pushed down the stairs and knocked unconscious was standing on the stairs.

Isn't he on that staircase to the east? When did you come here! As soon as he saw me, he chased after me with a hideous face, but he had just been fallen, and he was not able to walk and staggered, as if he was drunk. Although his miserable appearance didn't seem terrible, I still didn't dare to confront him head-on. The hospital building was in the shape of a curved ruler, and there was a section to the south on the westernmost side of the corridor, and there were pursuers after the interception, so I fled to the south in a panic, and suddenly felt bad: a few steps forward was at the end, and a heavy gate blocked the way, and several rooms on both sides had been locked, and there was no way out.

As soon as I turned around, three little followers had already appeared in front of me, and when they saw that I was in a desperate situation, they stopped around the corner and slowly approached side by side, probably afraid that I would be desperate. The guy who had fainted followed him around the corner.

I had to fight at the moment, and I didn't have time to pull out the bayonet just now when I stuck it in the back of the pig's head, and there was no guy in my hand. Urgently search: the hallways are unobstructed, and there are no weapons available; When I turned around, I saw an iron rod stuck in the door, and the child's arm was as thick as an arm, more than a meter long, so I quickly pulled it out and held it in my hand.

The rod was a bit heavy, but it was a sharp weapon, and I carried it on my shoulder, and as soon as the four of them approached, I gave him a coiling tail swing. Although they are all strong, I believe that a single sweep will definitely kill a few. Sure enough, as soon as the posture was set, the three little followers stopped almost at the same time. Only the one I pushed down the stairs and broke his head was still walking in dementia.

Watching the stupid guy who broke his head get closer and closer, I kept cheering myself up: I must be ruthless, leaving no room for anything, and killing the other three with a stick will make me even more jealous, and maybe I will be so frightened that I turn around and run away!

Suddenly, the three little followers turned around and ran, and soon fled without a trace. I was amazed: why did they scare away before they even hit? I don't look like an iron King Kong or a bronze Arhat, how can I scare them away? Immediately realizing something, he turned his head to look at the door behind him; The gate is made of lead plates, tall and heavy; Written above are three big words: Radiology.

The door is slowly opening at this moment! I was frightened and cried out: Hasn't this door been sealed all along? How can it suddenly open now? Where did the deadbolt go? Then it dawned on me: I had opened the door, I had pulled the bolt, and it was now in my hand.

Behind the door stood a zombie, tall and stout, a head taller than a pig's head; If it goes to play basketball, it can reach the basket and never have to jump; There are pimples all over the body, some are muscles and some are abscesses, and they look particularly frightening; If you lie on the ground, you can get rid of a large toad; The skin was already tattered and miserable, and pus was constantly dripping from the hole, and it seemed that it was the permanent foreman recorded in the diary.

Looking at it, I was terrified, and subconsciously took a step back and stepped on a skeleton. The bones break with a soft "click". Chang foreman was immediately alert, shook his body, and pounced on him. Before I could react, I was thrown to the ground, and I struggled hard, but I didn't move. This guy isn't as fast as the Black Skull, but he's also quite agile, and he's got a tremendous amount of power I've never seen before, and two big hands like iron pincers have held me down firmly!

It's over, the difference in strength is too great! In front of it, I am simply an ant, unable to even make the slightest counterattack! I struggled with all my strength, but I couldn't shake those two iron pincers at all, and now there was no other way to go than to wait for death. His mind went blank and his body trembled.

I don't want to die, I don't want to die like this, I still have a lot of things to do, Xiao Lin is still waiting for me to save it, Tang Rui still doesn't know where to go, in short, I don't want to die here, especially if I don't want to die this way! But now it's up to me to choose.

The foreman put his head over to my face. Half of its face is rotten, and in some places even bones are exposed. I suddenly found that it had no eyes, and there were only two black holes left in the eye sockets, and it was dripping with pus and blood, which looked terrifying. I regretted for a while: I wish I had found it earlier, so I stood still, thinking that it would not have found me. But now it's too late, just hope that it will bite me to death in one bite, and don't let me suffer too much.

Foreman's face was only a few centimeters away from me, and he stretched out his nose to sniff around me, and his face gradually showed a confused expression. I was trampled into rotten flesh just now, and naturally I got a lot of it, and now my body is full of rotten stench. The muscles twitched on Foreman's ugly face, as if he couldn't determine whether I was a human or a zombie. It hesitated, not knowing what to do. I'm terrified below: yes or no, don't you know with a bite? I don't know if it can think of such a simple method!

At this moment, the sound of footsteps from the side saved my life, and the ghoul who had broken his head was still stupidly approaching, and the foreman quickly locked on to his position, and pounced on me like an arrow from a string. The corpse eater was also very strong, and he easily broke the hammer just now, but he didn't have the slightest ability to resist in front of the permanent foreman, and was grabbed by two feet and lifted up, and directly tore into two pieces. The internal organs instantly flowed to the ground, and the blood spread out in all directions. The foreman fumbled and grabbed the corpse and began to swallow it heavily, blood flowing down its mouth, making it all over its body.

I came to my senses, crawled into the radiology department behind me, and slammed the door through the inside with an iron rod. As soon as I closed the door, I felt numb all over, it was too hanging, and it was like a spin in the Hades Palace.

, I don't know which way of the gods I offended today, let the bastards I met be more ruthless than the other, it's really unlucky! I slowly sat down on the ground, tired and painful; Another thought: from the morning to now, I have fought several times in a row, and I have fallen down the stairs twice, and I am very lucky to be able to not die!

I haven't eaten anything since I came out of Ganjia Village yesterday, and my stomach is very hungry. I stripped my belt, and the problem was not too big, and I could still get through it if I endured it; The key is thirst, the throat is about to smoke, and if you don't drink some water, you may lie down at any time, and when you are in a desperate situation, you can realize that water is much more important than food. There was still a foul smell on his body, and he wanted to take off his clothes and try to clean it as much as possible, but now he was too lazy to care about it because he was exhausted; Besides, the smell can be used as a disguise for me.

It's dark all around! As soon as my eyes got used to the darkness, I got up and began to look for a way out: it wasn't big, there were only two rooms a mile away. The outside is the radiation room, and the inside is the operating table, both of which are labeled with the symbol of nuclear radiation, which is daunting. There was a skeleton lying on the ground, which had been gnawed to the ground, and it should be the Xiao Dong in the diary.

I went around in a circle, and I came back in vain! It's completely enclosed, and there is no exit at all, except for the main door, which doesn't even have a window. The permanent foreman has been trapped here for a while, if there were other exits, it would have gone out a long time ago, how could it be trapped until today? Now it's my turn to be trapped here, but I'll be able to open the door, after the blind man has eaten and left, of course!

Taking advantage of this free time, I have to hurry up and find a guy who can take advantage of it, the iron rod used to make the deadbolt is too heavy. So I rummaged through the house, and in a moment I found several things: a screwdriver, a flashlight, and an iron rod used as a water pipe. I kept looking, anyway, the more things I could use as a weapon, the better.

I accidentally knocked over the computer console on the workbench, and I heard a noise inside, and it seemed that something was there. There are no screws on the box box, and when I open it, it turns out to be the medicine I have been looking for for a long time, so I hurriedly turned on the flashlight and took a closer look: general-effect antibiotics and penicillin are all used by Xiao Lin. Looking at these medicines, I smiled bitterly: I finally found it, but I don't know if there is a chance to bring it to Xiao Lin. But now that I've found it, I carefully put it in my combat vest.

It was noon, and the room was like a steamer, and I was getting thirstier and thirstier, and although I knew that the later I opened the door, the safer it would be, but I was afraid that I would die of thirst if I waited any longer. Although Chang is blind, he is a blind man after all, and it should not be difficult to deal with this weakness, but those three little followers seem to be a greater threat to me! It's best if the blind man finds those three little followers, and the two sides lose and lose, and I will go and reap the benefits of the fisherman. After waiting for a while, I couldn't stand the thirst, so I opened the door again.

First only opened a crack, and saw that the corpse of the corpse eater was still lying there, and the blind man had disappeared, so he came out of the door! I tiptoed forward with my hands on the pipe, trying not to make any sound. In this way, even if the blind man is around, it is impossible to find me.

Soon he came to the corner, stretched out his head to look, and found that the blind man was standing still at the top of the stairs, listening attentively. So that whether I want to go upstairs or to the other end of the hallway, I have to pass by it. Naturally, you have to risk your life! Seeing this, I could only stop, sit down on the bench in the hallway without a sound, and wait quietly for the blind man to leave there.