"Where the fuck are you hiding?" The moment I saw the bustard, I felt like crying.

"Hide? Xu Xuan, you are really fucking inaccurate in your words, master, I call it dormant! I'll explain it to you later, but now let's think about how to escape! The bustard was still in the mood to joke at this time, and I didn't have time to argue with him, so I quickly patted the ashes and stood up. At this time, we were already surrounded by about a dozen living corpses at the front and back of the carriage, and because the width of the carriage was relatively narrow, we were almost blocked with no way out.

I said, "What now?" ”

The bustard glanced back and forth, took out a bronze shovel from the bag behind him, threw it into my hand, and scolded with a big grin: "What else can the hell do, kill it!" ”

I looked at the short bronze shovel that was rusty in my hand, and then looked up at the group of living corpses in front of me that were crowded into the aisle without any gaps, and was stunned: "Just rely on this broken spatula in my hand?" ”

"Or else? What else do you want in this situation, Fang Tian draws a halberd? The old bustard scorned me, and at this moment, a living corpse behind him was already approaching so close that it was almost touching his back, and the old bustard quickly dodged it on one side, and then raised his hand and aimed it at the head of the living corpse to go down with a shovel. To be honest, the bustard's strength is still quite large, and this time he directly knocked the living corpse out a meter away.

The bustard beckoned at me and shouted, "Run!" Make a way, there is a boiler room, hide inside. ”

With that, the old bustard raised his legs and kicked hard at the group of living corpses in front of him, and he fell into a piece of the situation, revealing a narrow gap, and then grabbed a living corpse, used his back as a shield, and slightly hunched his back towards the pile of living corpses in front of him, knocking into a path.

"What are you doing? Come on! The bustard shouted at me, and I came back to my senses and hurriedly followed.

Although I bumped out of a "road", the living corpses around us still kept squeezing here, and it felt like going to the county town to catch a market, surrounded by dense people, constantly squeezing me and getting stuck with me, making myself dangling, and it was difficult to stand on my feet.

When the old bustard saw the living corpses rushing up, he raised the bronze shovel in his hand again, and threw his arms and smashed them around. I followed suit, raising my hand and waving blindly. We kept smashing away the living corpses that approached us, and we kept moving forward.

It's a scene I can't forget. Because the faces of the living corpses were torn off the skin, and some of the flesh and blood were still fresh and had not yet solidified, we slapped them on their faces one by one, beating them even more bloody and blurry, and a lump of flesh and mud splashed in all directions, and sometimes the eyeballs stuck to the top would fly away if we used too much force, which was very disgusting.

But soon, as we continued to move forward, we were followed by other "alive" corpses in the carriage, waving their arms, tugging at our clothes, and some even grabbing our trouser legs, making my movement and that of the bustard even slower.

"Damn, why are there more and more? Now it's going to kill the two of us! "Although the old bustard has strength, but after all, he is fat, so he naturally can't deal with such a toss.

"The whole car, the passengers of the whole car have become this kind of monster, there are more than twenty of them!" I said.

The old bustard complained when he heard it: "It's really unlucky! Drink cold water and stuff your teeth, farts and smash your heels, this hasn't arrived in Zhengzhou yet, I encountered this evil thing on the train, I'm afraid my life will have to be explained here! ”

At this time, the hatch of the boiler room was already in front of our eyes. According to the bustard, no other person inside is absolutely safe, and we can hide inside, temporarily avoiding the crazy living corpses outside. But the boiler room was closed, and the door was so cumbersome that it would take a while to open it, and if we were to open the hatch again, the living corpses would squeeze in.

Fortunately, the bustard had already taken this into account, and he shouted at me, "I'll drag these monsters first, you go and open the door, and then wait for me to come and pick me up." ”

I have no objection, because if my small body is delayed, it will naturally be gnawed by this group of living corpses, so I immediately agreed. But we were surrounded by living corpses, and it was impossible to get there right away, step by step. Soon, I came up with the idea of flipping over the side seats.

Although the entire carriage was crowded with living corpses, the place they occupied was only the central aisle, and the seats on either side were empty, and I could climb through these rows of seats to the boiler room.

Thinking of this, I immediately picked up the bronze shovel again and slammed it towards the pile of living corpses, then jumped up and grabbed the railing on top of the luggage, hooked my legs, and swung again, stepping on the back of the living corpse to the seat on one side. Then I propped up the chair with my hands, rolled over on my side, and flipped over. In this way, I kept turning over the rows of seats and quickly headed for the boiler room.

With the bustard's delay, I didn't follow half of the living corpse behind, but the bustard himself was in trouble, his body was surrounded by living corpses, and he was not Nezha nor had three heads and six arms, and this "encirclement and suppression" in all directions naturally could not be handled.

I didn't dare to delay for the slightest, and kept turning over my seat and staggering forward. The tension on his body has not subsided from beginning to end, and cold sweat is breaking out all over his body, especially in the neck, which is wet and sticky, like lying on a few long worms there.

The boiler room was actually about ten paces away from me, and soon I was there, and when I looked up, the boiler room was fortunately unlocked, but it looked heavy, and I didn't care about what to think, so I grabbed the doorknob with one hand and pulled it back, but probably because it was a large patch of red rust on it, and the rust slag was stuck in the crack of the door, and I didn't pull it open several times at first.

"What a rub! Okay, no? I'm almost wrapped into dumplings by these monsters! The old bustard scolded. He's still beating the living corpses with a bronze shovel while moving toward me.

"It's coming, it's coming." I didn't dare to come out at this time, and I stepped on the door with one foot and pulled my head back, but the door still didn't move.

Seeing me like this, the old bustard was cold, and continued to scold by pulling his throat: "Xu Xuan, your mother is hurrying up!" If we can't get started, we'll both have to plant here! ”

At the same time, the bustard had moved to a distance of only four or five paces from me. If I hadn't opened the door yet, I'd have blocked my way in front of and behind me! The sweat beans and soybeans on my forehead were dripping down, and when I saw that the door could not be opened, I simply let go, took out the bronze shovel that the bustard gave me, and stuck the shovel in the crack of the door, and turned it out like a bracket.

Hurry up and open it! I was anxiously silently thinking in my heart, and at this time the bustard was very close to me, and some living corpses had noticed my traces and were walking towards me.

"Xu Xuan!" The bustard turned his head and yelled at me.

Boom!

At that moment, the door opened.

"Quick! The door is open, bustard, come in! I hurriedly slipped into the door and hurriedly greeted the bustard.

The old bustard was only two steps away from the door at this time, and when he saw the door open, the stone hanging in his heart also fell down, raised his foot and kicked hard towards the living corpse in front of him, and poured a piece of it down, and then the bustard stepped hard, and strode to the door of the boiler room, and got in, I immediately closed the door, and after hearing a loud bang, we isolated the horrible group of living corpses outside.

The moment the door closed, my legs suddenly went limp, and I sat on the ground with a shocked face. The bustard, on the other hand, leaned against the door and grinned and cursed. No one expected such a thing to happen, and the series of events that made me breathless when all the passengers of a train died, died miserably, and then "came back to life" after death.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a clattering sound coming from inside the boiler room, echoing in this closed empty space. Not far away, a dark shadow walked towards me, and slowly, I saw the half-extinguished cigar in his mouth.

My heart trembled, it was that spy again!