"Let's go!" Brother Zhao gritted his teeth and said, "No one is allowed to make a sound, those zombies can't smell human smell, and they will disperse after a long time." ”

Back inside, they warned everyone in the supermarket, "Whoever makes a noise, I'll feed the zombies first!" ”

Naturally, everyone didn't dare to take a breath, and they all held their breath involuntarily.

The sharp fingers made a sound on the glass, and the discomfort penetrated the eardrums, making people subconsciously cover their ears, but more of a horror.

A few zombies seem to want to get into the supermarket, but the glass blocks their way.

A bloody face, white eyes, and a bloody mouth. At this time, human beings are no longer as psychologically poor as they were when the end of the world came, otherwise they would have vomited a long time ago.

A man sat on the ground and squeezed out of the corner, as if afraid that the zombies would suddenly come in.

The boy in a wheelchair, who looked no more than fifteen years old, was left alone. The delicate eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and the beautiful Danfeng eyes seem to be dotted with ink.

His skin was white, but not a healthy white, but a sickly beauty.

The pale lips are a little thin, but the shape is unusually beautiful. is like a young master raised in a wealthy family, noble and elegant.

The breath around the body is not alienated, gentle and not aggressive, giving people a comfortable visual enjoyment.

If it was placed before the end of the world, there might be how many people would look at it, but at this time, no one cares about his existence, and they only think about how to live.

There was a large piece of space around him, and the boy did not panic, nor did he go with the flow, but still stayed in place.

It's like a vase, quiet.

About half an hour passed, and more than thirty zombies had dispersed outside, and the rest were still lingering in place.

A few zombies outside the glass seemed to want to give up, and the steps under their feet were a little floaty.

The woman hugged the baby in her arms tightly, plugged the other's mouth with milk, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she was asleep.

But in the next second, the baby let go of its mouth, its nose frowned, and then, a loud cry rose out in this quiet space.

The zombies that were about to leave were like wild beasts that had found their prey, and their mouths roared. It slammed into the glass, and each one became more powerful than the other.

Although the woman reacted very quickly to cover the baby's mouth, it was too late.

"Holy shit." Brother Zhao's face became extremely ugly, and the remaining few abilities were not much better, they glanced at each other, "What should I do?" ”

The zombies who had already left, as if they had heard the call, turned around and turned around.

"!" Brother Zhao kicked the wall next to him angrily, "There are so many zombies, we definitely can't force it to come, I don't believe it yet, they can really break in." ”

That's what I said, but when a row of zombies leaned over and kept knocking on the glass, my heart couldn't help but sink.

Especially with the passage of time and the horror of the people behind them, the glass has been overwhelmed and shaken a little, and their hearts are also a little impatient.

Brother Zhao's face became more and more ugly, he couldn't go on like this, he had to find a way to attract the attention of this group of zombies.

Thinking so, he strode over and snatched the baby from the woman's arms.