Under the dead gray canopy, there are tall and low houses, a little old, the gray walls occasionally peel off the deep dark wall soil, small balconies protrude from the walls, the balconies are full of clothes, rusty water pipes stretch from the first floor to the fifteenth floor, the most crowded and humid corners of the city where the ants are located, the domino-like houses divide the area into many plates, the floors are densely connected, and the only little sunlight is blocked at the height of four or five stories, and can no longer illuminate the dirty streets. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I squatted on the small windowsill outside the toilet, sniffing the musty air.

The wind blew the hair on my cheeks, and I climbed the window to look at this residential area with such a large density of people.

Slum.

Ninety percent of the world's money goes into the pockets of the sinful capitalists, and the remaining one percent of the handouts make the people living at the bottom of society stretch out their hands and trample on each other, desperately trying to touch even a little more abundance.

However, the most chilling thing is not the disparity in living standards, but the willingness to curl up and hide in the darkest corners of the city, enduring labor far beyond the scope of the body, but willingly receiving a handful of pay. Human compromise is the saddest of sins.

I looked up at the little balcony next door, a little more than a step away, and as long as I jumped over the edge of the windowsill, there was a good chance that I would climb onto the balcony.

Subconsciously glanced down, and my heart suddenly hung in my throat.

Fifteen-storey height ......

Once you stumble, it is a puddle of flesh and mud stuck to the ground, bones and muscles are instantly shattered, and brains burst.

"Bang!" The bathroom door was slammed hard.

I glanced back at the blood-stained door, the lock loosening with each blow.

Time is running out.

Holding my breath, I held on to the lattice and moved barefoot to the edge of the windowsill.

Just look at the other side and don't think about anything......

Leaning forward, I held my breath like a leopard ready to attack.

Are you afraid of death? 】

Andrew's words rang in his ears again.

Hmph, I don't know how many times I've died......

Gritting my teeth, I jumped out with all my might.

"Bang!" The door behind me was slammed open, and the next second I heard the zombie's roar coming from behind.

Volleyed into the air, and the next second I grabbed the railing of the opposite balcony with both hands, stepped on the iron sheet on the balcony to protect me from the rain, and I climbed the railing of the balcony to stand still. Unexpectedly, my feet slipped at this moment, my center of gravity was unstable, and my body instantly hung in the air at the height of fifteen floors.

Damn it!

There was a tearing pain from the wound in my arm, I gritted my teeth, shook my body, found a fulcrum with my left foot and the rough wall on the left, and pulled my wrist up hard, and I climbed the railing to stand on the iron sheet again.

The wind, blowing the cold sweat on my forehead, I looked back slightly, and the zombie Sid stood at the bathroom window and yelled at me, his severed fingered hand covered in blood, cutting a few arcs in the air, as if trying to grasp something.

With my hands on the railing, I tumbled onto the balcony.

Sid, goodbye.

One last look at the zombie, I turned around.

This is a white balcony, on the other end of the balcony are placed mops, brooms, buckets and other cleaning tools, and on the small balcony hang some children's clothes and women's soft nightdresses. The floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony were tightly closed, and the white curtains blocked my view so I couldn't see the room clearly.

Gathering my breath, I leaned down slightly, stepping barefoot over the cold tiles of the balcony.

"Ahh

My heart was cold.

The body froze in place, and the white curtains loomed through the room on the balcony.

Holding on to the glass with my left hand, I approached it and saw a woman in a pale blue nightdress half-kneeling on the floor, crawling forward helplessly. The next moment, the two children pounced on her lap at once, lowered their heads, bit off the flesh of her calf, pulled the muscles and blood vessels, and instantly gushed out blood, instantly dyeing the children's golden hair. Their tiny hands, pale and densely covered with black veins, gripped hard at the woman's nightdress, leaving red handprints.

Clenched my fists, I felt a pang of pain in my heart, and I opened my eyes.

Eaten by their own children......

What does it feel like?

Holding my breath, I ran over the short balcony, climbed over the railing, and jumped to another balcony on the left.

The light-colored balconies were interconnected, and I was able to run over the balconies of each house with ease, and I focused my attention on each of my jumps. Tell yourself not to pay attention to what is happening in the room full of screams, what kind of world is behind those blood-spattered glass windows, every scene is enough to shatter the sanity of normal people, relatives who were once thicker than water are just a pile of edible meat at this moment!

Run, don't stop!

Gritting my teeth and jumping through a narrow gap between the two buildings, there was no road ahead, I leaned down, my hands on the rusty pipes, my feet stepping on the narrow gap between the stone bricks, lowering my head slightly, and slowly moving downward.

The brown-red water pipe was rusty, the wet and sticky touch was disgusting, the palms and nails were stained with those black things, I held my breath and moved my body carefully, the slender water pipe could not provide many fulcrums, my feet tentatively fell every step, it was like a game, more than ten meters high, enough to break my bones.

I have to admit that sometimes the human desire for survival is enough to overcome all fears.

Along the water pipe, narrow windows moved up a little bit from my left, and I looked down at a sloping iron sheet about the tenth floor high, and as long as I could move to that iron sheet, I could climb up the stairs next to the building next to me, and follow the stairs to the ground.

Deep in the sky, once you encounter zombies, there is no way to retreat.

I had to make sure I reached the ground safely so I could have a wider escape route.

I moved slowly, looking a little below me, a little closer to my target.

The dead gray sky, the screams in the surrounding buildings were piercing, piercing, and chilling.

In the distance, there seemed to be the shrill sound of sirens, mixed with cries for help.

"Bang-" A few gunshots rang out between the gaps in the buildings not far away.

In a hurry, panic, this most densely populated slum instantly became a purgatory on earth, with blood, death, filling every corner.

Approaching, approaching......

Cold sweat ran across my forehead, and I listened to my somewhat messy breathing.

"Hiss......"

A low, hoarse voice rang in my ears, as if blood was rolling in the deepest part of my throat.

The cold sensation instantly spread through my body, and I stopped.

Slowly, turn your head.

A zombie, half of his body sticking out of the window, looked at me climbing the water pipe. Its eyeballs were glued to its sockets, its face was pale, blood was flowing from the bloody hole in its forehead all over its cheeks, it grinned slightly, a large piece of the muscles in its neck were bitten off, revealing dark red muscles and tracheal cartilage, and the rancid smell overflowed my nostrils.

The next moment it bit at me!

Instinctively screaming, I shrank to the other side, and with a stroke of my hands, I fell!

"Ahh

The body fell rapidly.

"Bang-"

My body fell on the hard iron sheet, a depression was smashed in the iron sheet, my back hurt hotly, my eyes were blank, my lungs were hit so that I couldn't breathe, a burst of blood rushed up my throat, I shrunk and coughed up a pool of blood.

Pain.

The cross of the neck, there is a burning sensation.

Curled up a little, I lay on my side on the tin sheet, coughing, my hands covered with coughed blood.

Fell on his lungs......

Breathing is somewhat difficult, and every inhale is accompanied by tearing pain.

Damn it.

I instinctively inhaled the cold air with my mouth open, like a dying person.

For a moment, some faces were staggered and overlapped, and now in my mind, strange, familiar, unfamiliar, their empty eyes stared at me, pale faces, silently staring, their mouths slightly open, but all they could hear was the whistling of the wind.

Shaking my head and shaking off the phantoms, I gritted my teeth and tried to stay awake, my mouth full of blood, I clutched my chest and tried to control my breathing rate.

Fortunately, the height of the fall was not very high, and it was not enough to shatter the lungs.

Creeping on the iron sheet on the tenth floor, I raised my eyes to look at the cold and murderous walls on both sides, and the zombie leaned out of the window and yelled at me, stretching out its hand to grab me.

Close call.

The stinging sensation in my neck became more and more obvious, and I wiped the sticky blood from my right hand from Sid's coat, and the cold fingertips touched the hot skin of my neck.

My heart was cold, and I coughed up the blood in my throat vigorously, and wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth with a cold face.

Looking around, the black spiral staircase was on my left, clinging to the outside of the building, and it looked even more lifeless under the dead gray canopy.

Sitting up slightly, my gaze followed the black staircase a little upward.

Suddenly, my eyes met a black shadow on the stairs.

The behemoth, with short hair all over it, but two thick forelimbs wrapped in long hair, half of its body leaned out of the railing, blocking the light, it lowered its head slightly, its throat made a hoarse sound, its belly of the human head squeezed out of the interval of the railing, and its black hole eyes seemed to stare at me silently, begging me to be their companion.

My heart chilled.