In the basement, the cabinets and sundries blocked in the door were moved, the door opened slightly, and several cat-waisted figures gently touched out.

The big man at the head was holding a kitchen knife in his hand, followed by two young men each holding a stick, and a woman carrying a bag on his back.

The group came out of the corridor in the basement, looked out vigilantly at the opening, and when they saw that there was no situation, the four of them quickly ran into the building on the side.

"It's this, isn't it?" The fifth master turned around and asked the woman behind him.

"Yes. Our basement is just below this building, and I've heard voices from above several times before, and it's an old thing living in the house, maybe it's still alive. ”

"Da Zhuang, you go to the outside mouth to have the downwind, go to the top of the beard to take a look, and if the situation is not right, hurry up and greet you." After the fifth master finished the order, he went to knock on the door on the first floor.

After knocking for a long time and not responding, the fifth master was about to give up, and the woman behind him came forward to signal to wait.

The woman's name is Yang Ju, and she is the wife of "Fat Oil". The fifth master's gang has been entrenched in the area of Yulan Xiangyuan in Zhangjiang Town for several years, driving a small black car for a living, and the whole gang is no less than sixty or seventy people at the largest. The fifth master is ruthless, and his subordinates are the most shrewd, and this Wen Yiwu cooperates to take care of the whole gang decently, not only monopolizing the surrounding small black car business, but also faintly having some underworld atmosphere in it.

After the zombie incident broke out, "Fat Oil" was the first to discover the situation outside, so he took it upon himself to pull more than 30 people to rob the family portrait, and all of them died tragically.

The unauthorized action of "Fat Oil" is undoubtedly a challenge to the authority of the Fifth Master, not to mention that dozens of brothers were put into it, so the Fifth Master hated "Fat Oil" to death in his heart. Yang Ju, the wife of "Fat Oil", is not a good person, and after the death of "Fat Oil", she lost her backer in the gang. So she set her sights on the fifth master, and soon became the fifth master's woman.

Yang Ju shouted to the door: "Is there anyone?" We are the police, and we are here to save you. ”

After a few shouts, the door creaked open a little. The fifth master kicked open the door with his foot, and then beckoned the big man and beard outside to come in.

"You... Who are you, aren't you a policeman? "The one who was knocked to the ground by the door was an old lady with gray hair, who was now lying on the ground, looking at the few people who came in with a look of horror.

After the fifth master waited for Da Zhuang and Hu Zi to come in, he closed the door with his backhand, and ignored the old lady who fell to the ground, and several people rummaged through the boxes and cabinets in the house.

"What are you doing? You're not cops, you're robbers! The old lady propped herself up and got up as she cried. Yang Ju stepped forward and kicked the old man's chest, kicking the old man to the ground heavily, and the old man's head hit the ground with a muffled sound. I watched as the blood flowed out of the old man's head and spread on the ground, and the old man was lifeless and lay motionless on the ground.

"There is a lot of nonsense about the old immortals", Yang Ju looked at the old man on the ground, with a hideous look on his face. "Didn't you go to the neighborhood committee to complain that we were thieves? The old lady is a thief, how about it, tell you to complain, the old lady will kill you today. ”

While scolding, Yang Ju went up and kicked a few more times.

The other three ignored Yang Ju's side and just buried their heads in looking for something. After a while, the four of them returned to the living room to gather what they were looking for. In addition to a few sweet potatoes, the food consisted of only half a bag of rice and a few radishes. The fifth master picked up a sweet potato, peeled it with a kitchen knife, stuffed it into his mouth, and took a big bite, and then handed the kitchen knife to Da Zhuang and them.

"Why don't you bring it back first?" Da Zhuang asked, he didn't take the kitchen knife of the fifth master. Seeing this, the beard snatched the kitchen knife and peeled the sweet potato.

Yang Ju also went to the kitchen to find a knife to cut the sweet potato, and said while cutting, "Take it back?" I don't want to think about whether I can get half of it when I bring it back. If you bring it back, you won't be able to eat enough, so it's better to fill your stomach first. ”

Yang Ju handed the peeled sweet potato in his hand to the fifth master, and picked up another one and cut it himself.

"Eat yours, Da Zhuang, I'm dying of hunger and I care about others." The beard also echoed to.

Da Zhuang didn't make a sound, and sat there waiting for his beard to be shaved before handing him the knife.

After a while, the four of them ate all the sweet potatoes, and the fifth master asked Yang Ju to pack the rice and radishes, and then prepared to withdraw to the basement.

As soon as he opened the door, the beard who was by the door was thrown to the ground by a figure, followed by another figure. When everyone looked at it, it turned out to be two zombies who came in.

The beard was pressed to the ground by the zombies and bit his neck, and he wanted to cry for help, but he couldn't make a sound in his mouth, only blood kept pouring out. Yang Ju was stunned by the scene in front of him, the fifth master rushed into a bedroom on the side, locked the door tightly, Yang Ju heard the sound of the door closing, only to wake up, so frightened that he kept banging on the bedroom door, begging the fifth master to open the door.

Another zombie walked towards the old lady's body, perhaps it was the blood on the ground that attracted him, the zombie walked to the old lady's body, lay on her abdomen and tore it, and after a while, the zombie took out a bunch of internal organs from the old lady's abdomen and stuffed it into her mouth.

Yang Ju was so frightened that she collapsed at the door of the bedroom, and she didn't realize that her pants were wet with urine. Da Zhuang picked up the kitchen knife in Yang Ju's hand, rushed to the side of the bearded corpse and slashed at the zombie. Flesh and blood splattered, and the stinky blood spilled all over the body, and the zombie's neck was cut off, but there was still a layer of skin attached to it. The whole head hung upside down on the chest, connected by the layer of skin. The zombie staggered and fell, falling to the edge of his beard. Half of the beard's neck had been bitten off, blood was spurting all over the ground, his eyes were still stubbornly struggling, his face was gnawed off a few pieces of flesh, and his face was indescribably hideous.

Another zombie who was eating sensed the movement here, and also put down the internal organs in his hand and pounced on Da Zhuang. Da Zhuang cut his eyes red, and he also greeted him with a kitchen knife.

The zombie grabbed Da Zhuang's shoulder, stretched out his head and bit Da Zhuang's neck. Da Zhuang's kitchen knife didn't pull it out immediately after cutting into the zombie's chest just now, and now the opportunity is too late, and the zombie has already caught him. In a hurry, Da Zhuang raised his foot and kicked at the zombie's stomach, the zombie was kicked back a few steps, and the hand holding Da Zhuang also let go, leaving only a few deep scratches on Da Zhuang's arm.

"Raised by my mother, I have a lot of strength." Da Zhuang, who was red-eyed, gritted his teeth, and bursts of heart-piercing pain hit, and Da Zhuang felt a little unsteady on his feet.

"You must live," Da Zhuang spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, because the pain had just been bitten a few teeth. Lifting his spirit, Da Zhuang slashed at the zombies with a kitchen knife.

With a "poof", the kitchen knife slashed into the zombie's forehead, and something gray like a tofu brain flowed out of it. Seeing that the zombie had not fallen, Da Zhuang pulled out the kitchen knife and slashed indiscriminately, until the zombie stopped moving completely.

Yang Ju had witnessed the whole process just now, and now the man standing in the living room covered in blood was even more terrifying than a zombie in her eyes.

The kitchen knife slipped from Da Zhuang's hand to the ground, the edge of the knife was already notched, and there were a lot of things on the zombies.

Da Zhuang's whole body seemed to be washed with blood, and he walked towards the bedroom step by step, leaving a blood-red shoe print on the ground with each step, and those were all blood flowing down his pants.

Yang Ju, who was lying at the door of the bedroom, saw Da Zhuang walking towards him, screamed in fright, and crawled to the side in horror. Da Zhuang didn't care about her, just knocked on the bedroom door and shouted inside: "Fifth Master"

The door was gently opened, and the fifth master cautiously poked his head out from inside. Although he was already prepared, the fifth master was still taken aback by the scene in front of him. The floor of the entire living room was covered in blood and flesh, and there were internal organs that could not be distinguished. Da Zhuang in front of him also became a bloody man, and seeing the fifth master come out, Da Zhuang was already crumbling. The fifth master helped Da Zhuang.

The three of them went out of the room on the first floor, because Da Zhuang's arm was seriously injured, so the fifth master had to carry Da Zhuang on his back. Yang Ju supported Da Zhuang behind his back, otherwise he leaned back, Da Zhuang's arm was basically scrapped, so he didn't have the strength to wrap around the neck of the fifth master.

When they came outside, the three of them found that something was wrong, and on the road that was still empty before, there had been more than a dozen zombies that appeared out of nowhere, and several of them had already come to the front. Farther away, there were many zombies surrounding this side.

Yang Ju rushed left and right behind the fifth master with a miserable face, and when they approached the door of the basement, the two of them were surrounded by three zombies in front and back. The fifth master threw the big strong on his back to the zombies in front, because the big strong hands couldn't wrap around the fifth master, so he was easily thrown out and overwhelmed the zombies in front. Taking this opportunity, the fifth master stepped over the zombies on the ground and Da Zhuang, who was struggling to get up, ran into the basement without looking back, and Yang Ju also followed. The zombies behind them all went to Da Zhuang, and the two of them were lucky enough to return to the basement.

There was a big scream behind him, and his voice revealed grief and indignation, and more unwillingness.

After the two returned to the basement, the fifth master instructed everyone to hurry up and use cabinets and other miscellaneous items to keep the door closed.

"What about the big strong and the beard? Fifth Master. The monkey asked.

"Dead" The fifth master said these two words expressionlessly, and he also stepped forward to join in the work of blocking the door.

Everyone was silent for a while, only Yang Ju was still paralyzed on the ground with a pale face.

"Dozens of zombies suddenly appeared, and it was my responsibility that I failed to bring back Da Zhuang and his beard." The fifth master's words broke the silence, and Yang Ju also raised his head to look at the fifth master.

"The beard died in the house on the first floor, and after Da Zhuang covered us to break it, he also ......" The fifth master did not continue.

"Woo woo, poor beard and big strong brother," Yang Ju squeezed out a few tears and howled on the ground.

"Shut the fuck up for me, aren't you afraid of attracting zombies?" The fifth master drank angrily, Yang Ju was frightened, and her tears were scared back.