Finished! This was the first thought that Wang Yun had in his mind when he heard this hoarse zombie roar.

What to do? That's a second thought!

His eyes swept over the corner of the wall, and he suddenly found the iron hook that the owner of the small shop usually used to hook the roller shutter that rose high.

At that moment, Wang Yun rushed over, took it in his hand, inserted it into the gap between the roller shutter latch and the iron door, and pried it hard.

Suddenly, the bolt of the roller shutter was pried off by him. Wang Yun then inserted the pry-off pin into the groove of the door frame. In this case, even if there is a key, no one outside can open the roller shutter.

In this way, the zombies on Binjiang Road will not be a threat for the time being.

In other words, as long as the zombies in the community are solved, there will be no problems.

However, how to solve the zombies caused by the noise made by themselves in the community?

Kill all? No kidding, killing a dozen zombies can already be regarded as Wang Yun's extraordinary performance. Listening to the roars one after another, this time, there are not only a dozen zombies, dozens are about the same!

You know, zombies don't have the mood to be afraid. Otherwise, you can use the method of killing chickens and monkeys to scare them away.

"Hee-hee, little man, it looks like you're in trouble!" At this time, a lazy, but seductive voice sounded.

Then, a lean ponytail woman stuck her head out from under the window, and her big eyes with a smile looked at Wang Yun who was walking towards the window.

The person who came was Li Qingyu. At this time, she turned a side face and looked at Wang Yun with an inexplicable smile. At the same time, he also used the peripheral vision of his eyes to look at the zombies rushing out of the doors of each unit.

"Come in, are you looking for death?" Looking at Li Qingyu, who was completely ignoring the zombies that rushed over, Wang Yun hurriedly said.

"Hee-hee, little man, do you care about me?" Li Qingyu still ignored those zombies, and then teased Wang Yundao.

In an instant, Wang Yun's heart really burst into flames. This woman, why is she so ignorant, when has this happened?

Could it be that she really doesn't take her life seriously? Or is it that after living for nearly a hundred years, this is enough to live?

"Okay, little man, hand me that box of industrial alcohol, these zombies, just give it to me!" Seeing the anger on Wang Yun's face, Li Qingyu's face suddenly straightened, pointed to the box of industrial alcohol used as fuel for the hot pot of the alcohol stove at Wang Yun's feet, and said to Wang Yun, "By the way, give me another lighter!" Well, hide it, little man, I don't want to see you hurt! ”

"What are you going to do?" Seeing Li Qingyu's expression, Wang Yun knew that she was not joking, and it seemed that she really had a way to solve it. So, after asking such a question, Wang Yun immediately handed out the box of twelve bottles of industrial alcohol through the window. By the way, he took out a lighter from his pocket and handed it to Li Qingyu.

"Set it on fire! Hee-hee! Li Qingyu showed a wicked smile, picked up the box of industrial alcohol, and ran around the parking lot.

Wang Yun, on the other hand, hid in the shop and watched quietly.

For a while, Li Qingyu held a cardboard box and dozens of zombies and started a train in the parking lot.

Until all the units were at the door, after no longer rushing out of the zombies, Li Qingyu, whose face began to become ruddy, got into the third unit of Building C.

Then, Wang Yun saw that those zombies with hideous faces and stretched out their hands one after another, wanting to eat Li Qingyu into their stomachs, were like a group of sardines, swarming towards the unit.

You pushed me, and even the metal handrails fixed on the stairs were squeezed off by them, and some unfortunate zombies fell down the side of the stairs.

Fortunately, he was able to get up on his own, and then climbed up the stairs, but unfortunately, he was directly crushed by the zombies that fell down later, like stacking Arhats.

At this time, Li Qingyu was standing at the corner of the stairs, put down the cardboard box in his hand, took out a short knife, and cut the cardboard box.

Then, he took out the bottle filled with liquid industrial alcohol and smashed it down the stairs.

There was a bang, and suddenly, glass slag and the pungent smell of industrial alcohol filled the entire corridor. Wang Yun came from the window at the corner of the stairs and vaguely saw Li Qingyu, who was holding an alcohol bottle in both hands, raised his white thighs and kicked a zombie that rushed up.

But the movement in her hand did not stop for a moment, until only one of the twelve bottles of alcohol remained, and then she stopped throwing the action.

Bending down to pick up the short knife placed in the hallway, the knife was facing the bottleneck of the glass bottle with its back, and struck it hard.

With a ding, the bottleneck of the glass bottle broke. Immediately after, Li Qingyu turned his head, looked in the direction of the shop, and showed a confident smile.

She knew that the little man, right now, must be looking at herself.

The short knife was inserted back into the scabbard, Li Qingyu took out the lighter, lit the light, and swiped the industrial alcohol pouring down from the mouth of the bottle.

Boom, industrial alcohol is on at all, and it is still the case in the cold winter wax moon when the water is dripping into ice, not to mention in such a hot season!

In an instant, the entire corridor turned into a sea of fire. For a while, the zombies in the sea of fire opened their teeth and claws like a group of demons dancing wildly. The red flames, accompanied by black figures, appeared in the human world like a sea of fire hell in the eighteen layers of hell.

At first, there were some zombies with flames burning all over their bodies, climbing up the stairs. It's just that, how could Li Qingyu let these walking corpses climb up? So, she lifted her foot and kicked them down again.

As time passed, after the scorching flames, the movements of these zombies gradually became sluggish, and finally, except for the roar, which can prove that these zombies are not completely dead, there is no movement. In the end, these zombies were completely burned to charred corpses.

The air was filled with the stench of burnt proteins, the black corpses that were motionless in all sorts of poses, and the blackened walls. These are combined to make Wang Yun, who is standing at the window of the store from afar and watching, his throat rolling, and he has a stream of stomach acid, strongly expressing his dissatisfaction and wanting to come out to see the world.

It's just that, under Wang Yun's strong control, he didn't spit it out on the spot.

Carrying a short knife in his hand, Li Qingyu didn't frown, threw the lighter aside, and walked down the corridor Shi Shiran.

The curling figure of Tingting, walking in the Shura field full of charred corpses, the picture is particularly weird. Like the goddess of death holding the scythe of death, she appears in the world and harvests the souls of the dead.

Wang Yun has been stupid.

Yes, he's seen a lot of big scenes. However, those were all in dreams. Even killing people is as if he had experienced it himself.

Unfortunately, those are just personal experiences, not real personal experiences.

It's like it's one feeling to see a car crash scene on TV, but it's another feeling to see it in person.

At this time, Wang Yun's mind was blank. Even the zombies that ran over from Binjiang Road knocked on the roller shutter door loudly, but it failed to bring Wang Yun back to his senses.

"Little man, you know what?" Tingting, Li Qingyu, who walked to the window, stretched out his white arm and shook it in front of Wang Yun.

It wasn't until Wang Yun came back to her senses and looked at her the godless eyes that were shocked by the sea of fire and hell that she continued, "In the future, even children will know a truth - every time we kill one more zombie, the world will be less dangerous, and future generations will have a little more hope of survival!" ”