Zhang Mo stood in the corridor on the second floor, he couldn't imagine what had happened in the past few days, several times he could be like a brush with death, it was still too incredible for him, a guy who had basically never seen blood in a fight on weekdays.

Zhang Mo did not retrieve the scalpel that penetrated the zombie's brain and skull, not because he was disgusting, but because Zhang Mo had a natural fear of the G virus.

Staring at the empty corridor, a sneer appeared at the corner of Zhang Mo's mouth

"Ahh

In vain, a miserable scream was clearly transmitted from the second floor to the third floor, and Cun Bantou and Liangzi's faces changed instantly, and Cun Bantou exclaimed: "It's that kid's voice!" He's dead!? Zombies"

The crow's face was also ugly, half loud, and there was no sound coming from the second floor, and it was surprisingly quiet.

"You go check it out." After half a ring, the crow looked at the head of the board and spoke.

"Big brother! Please, don't! Cunbantou's legs weakened, and he quickly knelt in front of the crow, his whole body trembling.

The crow's long, narrow, blade-like eyes stared at the kneeling Cunbantou and said, "Do you want to tell me that you have no use value for me?" ”

"It's not! No! Cun Bantou panicked and hurriedly said.

The crow turned on the safety switch of the pistol and said indifferently, "Go ahead." ”

He has been with the crow for a long time, so when the virus broke out in the last days, the crow did not leave him, but he knew and knew the crow's temperament very well, and if he didn't go, the crow would definitely kill him.

Inch Bantou took the machete in Liangzi's hand tremblingly, and slowly descended the stairs, his legs trembling visibly to the naked eye. The crow held his pistol and looked warily at the staircase, not daring to be careless.

Cunbantou finally went down to the second floor, he looked around nervously, but he couldn't see any movement, at the corner of the stairs on the first floor below, there was a dead headless zombie and two gnawed clean thigh bones, Cunbantou suddenly felt shuddered.

Soon, Cun Bantou found a line of blackened blood on the ground, obviously knew that it was left by zombies, Cun Bantou gritted his teeth, followed the blood stains that extended into the corner of the corridor, and walked in the corridor on the third floor with a machete in his hand, and the footsteps of Cun Bantou were particularly loud in the empty corridor.

It didn't take long for Cunbantou to walk to the corner of a corridor and suddenly stopped, he saw the figure lying in a pool of blood in front of him, the dripping blood had been dripping on the side of the figure, Cunbantou's nerves were tense to the extreme, and he raised his machete and slowly approached the corpse.

A large drop of cold sweat slid down the forehead of the inch board, and he finally walked in front of the corpse, and the machete in his hand was suddenly raised, because he saw the four tentacle-like flesh teeth on the zombie's face, which looked extremely terrifying. But he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, as he saw a sharp scalpel blade running through the back of the zombie's head.

"That's not right."

Cun Bantou's expression suddenly changed, and he thought that since the zombie was dead, and it was killed, why did Zhang Mo scream? Don't

Bang!

Before the face of the changing inchman could react, a chair leg slammed into the back of his head, and he was knocked out by this huge force, knocking down on the zombies, knocking the zombies out of the way.

Looking up with difficulty, he was stunned to find that Zhang Mo was standing behind him staring at him with a cold light.

"!" Cunbantou subconsciously wanted to swing a knife and slash Zhang Mo, but Zhang Mo's speed was faster, he slammed on Cunbantou's arm with one foot, and kicked the throat of Cunbantou, forcibly suffocating the screams he was about to utter.

Click

The arm bones that were stepped on by Zhang Mo made a clear breaking sound, Cun Bantou snorted, his arm weakly let go of the machete, Zhang Mo grabbed his neck and carried him to the private room, his knee suddenly slammed on Cunbantou's lower abdomen, his lower abdomen suddenly rolled over like a river, Zhang Mo held the machete and crossed Cunbantou's neck: "If you want to die, you scream." ”

Cunbantou shook his head in horror, gritted his teeth and suffocated the pain.

"Good." Zhang Mo nodded: "I can not kill you, but you have to do something for me." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Trick Crow and Ryoko down."

"What?" Cunbantou's voice raised in vain, but Zhang Mo suddenly covered his mouth, the machete in his hand fell cleanly, and the little thumb of Cunbantou's left hand was cut off in response, Zhang Mo grasped it very well, and only a layer of skin was left on the palm of his hand.

A large stream of blood sprayed on the ground, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead, and he struggled to suppress his convulsions after half a ring.

"It's just a warning, and next time I want you a leg." Zhang Mo said coldly, he let go of Cunbantou's mouth, but Cunban's headache was gritted his teeth and didn't dare to make any sound.

"Trick the two of them down, I promise, I will never kill you." Zhang Mo repeatedly assured.

Only then did the head of the inch, with a sad face, and nodded in agreement.

The head of the inch board that had a little finger cut off was really much more honest, but Zhang Mo did not dare to relax his vigilance, and put the machete against the waist of the head of the board, and the two quickly walked to the position of the staircase.

Zhang Mo saw the miserable inch board head, and he said in a low voice: "Tell them that I died with the zombies, and found good things on the zombies, whatever you say, just get the two of them down." Don't be smitten by me, you know, you're no match for me. ”

Inch Bantou nodded, he looked upstairs, and he shouted in a low voice, "Brother Crow." ”

Hearing his voice, Ryoko quickly responded: "Junko, how is it?" ”

Beside Ryoko, the crow also held his breath.

Cun Bantou felt the sharp knife that stabbed him in the back, he suddenly showed a look of relief, and he shouted: "Brother Crow! Don't come down! This kid he"

Zhang Mo's expression changed greatly, he really didn't expect that the always timid Cun Bantou would tell the truth, but he didn't hesitate, the machete in his hand suddenly stabbed into Cun Bantou's body, and Cun Bantou let out a miserable scream.

"!"

Ryoko roared angrily, and when he tried to rush down, he was suddenly grabbed by the crow.

Zhang Mo pulled Cunbantou to the side of the corridor, Cunbantou's chest was already red with Bobo's blood, Zhang Mo stared at Cunbantou, and said solemnly: "It's me who underestimated you." ”

Inch Bantou let out a painful groan, and he grinned with a difficult smile: "Although Lao Tzu is timid, it is true that he is afraid of the soft and afraid of the hard, and he has done many bad things in this life, but that does not mean that Lao Tzu will betray his brother."

Zhang Mo was speechless, he stared at the direction of the stairs, holding the machete in his hand, the plan was destroyed, and he might face a bitter battle next.

"And I don't believe you're willing to leave my life after killing both of them, not to mention that even if you really don't kill me, I won't be able to escape the palms of these zombies. The end of the world broke out for so many days, my father and mother didn't know life and death, but my sister was eaten alive by zombies in front of my eyes! My own sister! Do you know?! ”

The head of the inch board looked crazy, especially hideous.

"Surrounded by such a large group of zombies, it may be eaten at any time, Lao Tzu has long been crazy, and he has long been - he doesn't want to live, it is better to die at the hands of humans than to be eaten by zombies"

The voice of the inch-head stopped abruptly, and he died. The godless eyes still showed a confused look, as if they were silently resenting this collapsed world and the cruel end times.

Zhang Mo couldn't help but sigh, he wasn't regretting killing Cun Bantou, the crime committed by Cun Bantou was estimated to be too light to kill him ten times, Zhang Mo was just lamenting the fragility of human nature, in fact, there is no clear boundary between good people and bad people, good and evil are often only in one thought.

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