"Shut up, in which direction do you see the zombies?" Lang Liang grabbed the shirt of the short young man who first spotted the zombies stacking Arhats.

"To the east!" The short young man, slurring and spitting, finally finished speaking.

"Damn it!" Lang Liang swept over the survivors around him and sneered in his heart. When the zombies rushed up, he used the flesh and blood of these people to attract the zombies, and he took the opportunity to escape.

Bang –

The sound of glass shattering rang out on the second floor.

"Oops! They rushed in! One young man said in despair.

"Shut up!" Lang Liang pushed him away and ran to a more secluded room to the west, where he stored a number of guns.

Lang Liang broke his spit, grabbed two rifles and loaded them, staring at the zombies intently, and shooting wildly.

The others were already so frightened that they ran away and ran away. It was extremely chaotic for a while, and even some people did not die at the hands of zombies, but were trampled to death by their companions.

A few young people who were still a little sober in their thinking noticed the two rifles in Lang Liang's hand, "Quick, there's a gun over there, let's go get it." ”

Zombies are not a joke, and the life-saving gun naturally can't be pulled down. Lang Liang suddenly shouted, his tone aggressive, "Put my gun down, take another step forward, and I will kill you!" ”

"You!" Several young people were very angry, and now that the zombies were in front of them, Lang Liang didn't even point the gun at the zombies, but also engaged in the nest.

"Damn, it's all dead horizontally and vertically anyway, brothers, let's fight!" A young man took the lead, grabbed the gun on the ground, and loaded it.

Several others followed the young man's example and shouted, ". He! ”

The zombies were densely packed, and this time Langliang and several people were fighting in the nest again, and it was chaotic.

Seeing several young people huddle together, raise their rifles and aim at themselves, Lang Liang stopped fighting, dodged, hid in the crowd, and hurriedly ran to the corridor to the west.

Most of the zombies downstairs are attracted by the smell of blood, and there are very few zombies hanging out on the open ground. Lang Liang saw the opportunity, tore the two sheets, tore them, tied them, and tied them in a knot. Climb out the window.

"Uncle Zhong, what should we do now?" Chen Mo, who was hidden in the crowd, looked at Uncle Zhong with a solemn expression.

"There's no way, Chen Mo, let's all rush out." Zhong Dashan took out two fruit knives and handed one of them to Chen Mo.

"I'm sorry, Chen Mo. Uncle Zhong himself is difficult to protect, whether he can survive this time depends on your own creation! ”

A zombie had already rushed in front of them, Zhong Dashan picked up the fruit knife, slashed at the zombie's head, and exerted force with both arms. It's a pity that the zombie's head is too hard, and the fruit knife is stuck on the zombie's body, and it can't be pulled out.

The zombie roared, stretched out its claws and grabbed Zhong Dashan's body, and a stream of blood gushed out. Zhong Dashan hurriedly retreated, although he dodged the fatal blow of the zombie, he understood that he had been infected.

"Let's go!" Zhong Dashan pushed Chen Mo away, allowing Chen Mo to dodge the blow from behind the zombie.

"Uncle Zhong!" Chen Mo was shocked, and the panic in his eyes was undisguised.

One by one, two zombies finally surrounded Zhong Dashan, and the result can be imagined.

Chen Mo didn't dare to look at it anymore, wiped a handful of tears, and ran towards the west.

At this moment, many people found that Lang Liang had run away, and they also climbed to the first floor along the sheets bound by Lang Liang.

It's a pity that there are too many people, everyone is in a hurry, the sheets are overwhelmed, and a group of people fall directly from the second floor, people are oppressed, and the flesh and blood are blurred.