Song Caixia was hit with another bamboo strip on her back.

She bent over, crouched on the ground and did not move, but her body trembled slightly.

You can feel the movement of blood flowing down from the back, soaking through the thin panties to the bottom of the buttocks, condensing on the tip of the buttocks, and turning into drops of blood falling from the air.

It hurt very much, but Song Caixia could only endure it.

She knew very well that she must not move at such a time. Otherwise, it will only cause the murderer to be more angry, and he will be beaten more often.

All intelligent beings are the same, and as long as you show complete obedience to it, they will not waste their strength on you.

This is especially true in the current environment.

The person who shrunk in the innermost part of the circle is undoubtedly happy. Including Song Caixia, the other captives were hit with at least five or six bamboo strips. But there was only a blood mark on his body, and he was still curled up inside and shouted loudly, threatening others with all kinds of angry tones, and did not give up this comfortable nest in the slightest.

"Not allowed in."

"This is my place, you give me out."

"Bastard, don't rob me, or I'll kill you!"

The voice was very familiar, and Song Caixia could hear that it was Wang Xiang shouting. The young man has a huge advantage in terms of strength, he rushes left and right, and it is not easy to get into it. Wang Xiang's binding position was still three captives between Song Caixia. These people became his best barrier against the bamboo strips of the murderous corpses. One of them was strangled so badly that he could barely breathe.

More than ten minutes later, the pursuing corpses returned.

The middle-aged man still couldn't escape———— his head left his body, and the four murderous corpses grabbed his limbs and brought them back like a butcher carrying a dead pig. The incision in the neck, which was still bleeding, was smooth, and it looked like the result of a huge amount of force combined with a sharp weapon. A tall, particularly sturdy corpse walked at the front of the group. It held a long, homemade knife with an unrecognizable human head stuck in its tip. The nose and ears were cut off, and the eyes were gouged out. The other corpses that followed it were more or less holding organs cut off from the deceased's head. They seem to be taking these as special trophies, showing off in front of their kind, proving their strength and strong capital.

It's not that the captives haven't seen dead people.

However, looking at the corpses separated from the body with their heads and bodies, as well as the hideous-looking corpses surrounding them, everyone felt hopeless, became trembling, and could no longer have the courage to escape.

The hunky corpse slowed down and walked past each captive. It lowered the long knife in its hand, as if in a demonstration, pulled the head of the person who was still dripping blood from the tip of the knife, and inserted its fingers into the eye socket that had turned into a bloody hole, like carrying a strangely shaped bowling ball, staggering, back and forth several times.

Song Caixia understood the meaning of the murderous corpse in silence and fear.

It's showing off, it's unleashing orders of threats and intimidation———— and if anyone dares to run away again, that's the end.

In fact, no one dares to do that anymore.

The corpses of the captives who had been gathered together were pulled apart one by one and arranged in the same order.

Already dead captives turned into trouble. The murderous corpse could only cut the rope, carry the dead on their shoulders, and drive the remaining living people forward slowly.

……

Night falls.

The murderous corpse's concept of eating "meal" is estimated to be a continuation of the inherent thinking of human beings.

Song Caixia and the other captives were imprisoned in the basement. This is the former underground warehouse of the industrial park, which is damp and smells musty everywhere.

There is no imaginary basement cover, and there are thirty-two steps of stairs leading to the ground. It was guarded by several armed corpses. There seemed to be three, or four.

These numbers were silently remembered by Song Caixia. She thinks she might use it sometime.

Really lucky today.

The captives who were killed after escaping, and the captives who did not run away, but also died, became the dinner of the group of murderous corpses. Although I couldn't see the terrible scene of the murderous corpse splitting the corpse with my own eyes, the strong smell of blood wafted through the air and penetrated into everyone's nostrils.

Wang Xiang may be one of those people who has to express his opinion at all times and show that he is shrewd and capable. It was dark in the basement, with only a small amount of fire coming through the stairs. He sighed in the darkness, his deep voice trembling slightly.

“…… They...... In cannibalism. ”

It's something that fools know, and it's happening.

Above is a very large area, not much clutter, very empty factory building, the murderous corpse eats obviously without considering any so-called etiquette. "Hello! Let's go! The chewing sound was loud, accompanied by a terrible laugh that was unique to their special language system, and the crunch of something colliding with a heavy object as if it were being smashed.

Others may not understand what this sound is, but Song Caixia clearly knows: this is a murderous corpse smashing bones with a hammer or a stone or something.

Bones are also edible, as long as they are smashed open and smashed, you can eat nutritious bone marrow.

She'd seen it happen before.

And...... Song Caixia herself has done it.

She really can't tell if she's a human being. Or some kind of unknown monster?

My luck was really good!

It wasn't until the murderous corpse locked the captives in the basement that Song Caixia suddenly discovered this problem.

If it weren't for that middle-aged man who bravely ran away; If there is no fool who doesn't understand the situation at all, and runs around stupidly after him without breaking free from the rope; If it weren't for the woman who was implicated by stupidity and suffocated by strangulation of her neck...... Then tonight's murderous corpse's dinner menu will definitely have his name on the menu.

The Zombie is a very realistic creature. Although they cannot obtain food through cultivation like humans, they have their own naïve understanding of food reserves.

Only healthy captives can live.

Try not to kill or injure prey during the hunt and keep them alive as much as possible.

Of course, something like today, when someone runs away and causes chaos, is completely unexpected.

Zombies actually like healthy and strong human prey. It's not difficult to figure this out, just look at the food in front of her now, Song Caixia already understands.

The rope has been untied and there is no restraint on the body.

Lots of space in the basement. The room where Song Caixia and others are located alone is more than 100 square meters. It was indeed a warehouse, with a dozen thick concrete pillars supporting the superstructure. Through the steel fence in the middle of the warehouse, Song Caixia saw another room opposite———— it was estimated that it was also a warehouse, but after being occupied by the murderous corpses, it became an underground kitchen dedicated to providing food for prisoners.

There were four women left there.

Unlike these newly captured captives, they wore clothes and pants or skirts. The clothes were dirty, and in the dimly lit environment, they couldn't see the specific colors, but they stayed just across the wall from here. There were simple stoves, pots and chopsticks, and even fuel such as firewood and coal.

At the other end against the wall, Song Caixia saw dozens of heavy white woven bags. The handwriting on it is a little blurry, and I only know that it is rice. The trademark is very confusing, there is "rice flower fragrance", and there is also "Mida tribute rice".

It's all boring tricks played by human beings themselves in peacetime.

Half an hour ago, that is, when the corpse group upstairs had just begun to divide several deceased, Song Caixia and the others, who were locked up in the basement, also got their own share of food.

It's funny to say, Song Caixia feels that she eats better than the murderous corpses upstairs———— steaming white rice, dried tempeh soaked in fiery red pepper oil. The women in the opposite room put the rice in a bowl through a metal fence, scooping two spoonfuls of tempeh on the surface of each serving and passing it through the cracks in the railing. Although the basement was dimly lit, Song Caixia still saw the photo of the old woman on the big red wrapper on the tempeh bottle, and the very familiar words "Lao Gan Ma".

We are captives who could be killed at any moment, and we actually have a hot meal to eat.

And those murderous corpses that have captured us can only stay outside and gnaw on the bones of the dead.

The contrast is so strong that it's unbelievable. Especially Wang Xiang, when he was just taken down from the upper floor by the murderous corpse, his eyesight had not yet adapted to the dark environment in the basement and could not see the surrounding situation. When he saw clearly that there were four women in the opposite room, Wang Xiang was so excited that he couldn't help himself. He rushed over like crazy, his hands clutching the cold and hard railing, and he shouted desperately, "Who are you?" Open this damn cage and save me. ”

Wang Xiang, who was so excited, didn't pay attention to his surroundings at all, but Song Caixia clearly saw the ridicule, ridicule, indifference, and pity in the eyes of those women.

Wang Xiang's voice was too loud. Standing at the top of the stairs and in charge of guarding, the murderous corpse "Dong Dong Dong" walked down quickly, the mutant creature roared with vague syllables, picked up the bloody bamboo strip high, with a "woo" sound that pierced the air, and slammed down Wang Xiang's head and face with excitement and before he had time to turn around from the railing.

A terrible scream erupted suddenly, like the tenor who plays the husband in the opera, following the progress of the repertoire, discovering that the beautiful wife is secretly dating her lover behind her back, and with unspeakable rage and shock, she releases a sharp and high-pitched terrible syllable from the deepest part of her throat, which is enough to tear the eardrum.

Since then, everything has fallen silent.

Even when eating, people lowered the sound of chewing, and at the same time raised their heads and looked cautiously towards the light-filled staircase.

"It was the best meal I've had in more than two months."

In the dark, a tall and thin man lowered his voice, and his words revealed emotion and deep helplessness.

(End of chapter)