The zombie slammed open the door and pounced on us with its hands outstretched!

"Bang-" James fired a shot that shattered the head of a female zombie. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And the four or five zombies behind it stepped on its fallen body and roared at us.

"Bang bang-" James fired a few more shots, and several zombies fell to the ground.

They were dressed in blue workers' uniforms, their skin was pale, their two outstretched arms were full of black veins bursting out of the epidermis, they roared and rolled, blood dripped down the corners of their mouths and fell on the white floor tiles under their feet, the dazzling light, and the cold air were instantly filled with the bloody smell of death.

"Click." James wanted to shoot again, but the pistol was out of bullets, he turned and ran in our direction, but was grabbed by the zombie behind him and fell to the ground in the next second. I heard him shout, and the sound of the fight instantly filled my ears.

I instinctively stepped back and pulled out the spike that Andrew had given me.

You must not turn your back on the zombies.

You have no idea when they're going to catch you!

"Huh—" A medium-sized zombie woman lunged at me.

I gritted my teeth and flashed to the side, my left shoulder hit the wall, the zombie's sharp nails grazed my coat, and I clenched the spikes in my hand and held down her shoulders and thrust hard into her ears! In the next second, he held the cold spike with his backhand, pulled out the spike that was sticking to the bloodshot, and stabbed her temple harder!

There was a zombie roar behind me, I felt a hard hit on my dislocated shoulder, and I was knocked to the ground by an adult male zombie. He roared, half of his face had been torn off of his skin, and the eyeball of his left eye was missing, and blood was dripping from my face with a black hole. I pressed against his neck, gritting my teeth to feel the weight of his body, feeling my ankles being pulled, and in my hurry, I saw another zombie grab my foot.

Damn it!

I bent my knees and lifted the zombie's abdomen, and the second zombie grabbed my ankle and opened its mouth to bite down.

Behind it, a third zombie lunged at me!

"Bang-"

A huge gunshot almost shattered my eardrums.

The zombie's head in front of me was instantly shattered, and white brains mixed with blood sprayed on me.

Endured the nausea that made people vomit, and pushed away the zombies pressed on their bodies.

I know Andrew shot.

"Bang-"

The second gunshot rang out, and the zombie who grabbed my ankle was instantly shot in the head.

The third female zombie pounced on me on the ground. I turned around and dodged its frantically gnawing mouth, grabbing its blonde hair and slamming it against the hard wall beside me. With a muffled thud, its eye sockets cracked, blood running down its tattered skin, but unaffected by the wound, it reached out and grabbed my clothes, leaning over to bite my stomach.

“――”

The next second, a dagger slammed into its head.

It fell on top of me, and its body twitched before it moved.

I opened my mouth and breathed in horror, and when I looked up, I saw Andrew, who was standing next to me, his right hand was covered with sticky black blood, and his left hand was pulling the hair of an adult male zombie, and Andrew dragged its body and threw it to the ground. "Bang." The back of the zombie's head smashed to the ground, and there was a bloody hole in his forehead.

"Roar-" The roars of the zombies came and went, and I saw James being pressed to the ground by two zombies! He kicked his legs and tried to resist, his desperate pleas pricking my eardrums.

I hurriedly stood up.

Andrew pulled out the pistol he had just used with a cold face, and turned to face the pale Colin.

"Get out of the way!"

Colin was stunned for a moment.

Andrew raised his hand, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at Colin.

Knowing what Andrew meant, Colin flashed to reveal the lock behind him.

"Bang-"

Andrew narrowed his eyes and pulled the trigger, and the door lock was instantly broken and fell to the ground.

Unable to care less, Colin slammed the door open and fell into the general distribution room.

"Bang-"

I smashed the glass of the fire hydrant and pulled out a heavy fire extinguisher. With a tearing pain in my shoulder, I gritted my teeth and rushed to James as he fell to the ground.

Hurry up!

I saw a zombie lean down and bite down, and the next second James's terrifying cries echoed through every corner of the corridor.

Hurry up!

I rushed to him, raised the fire extinguisher and smashed it down! With a "bang", a zombie was smashed out in an instant, and the skull was concave, gurgling with blood. Another male zombie sat on James's lap, tearing his coat with both hands, his bloody mouth was about to bite down on the abdomen, I grabbed his hair and pulled it up, it roared and pounced on me, the next moment Andrew grabbed the zombie's blue neckline, grabbed its neck with his right hand and slammed it against the wall, his left hand pressed its head in reverse, gritted his teeth, and the next second, I heard a sound of broken bones, and the zombie's waving hand instantly lost all its strength and hung on both sides, Its body slid down the wall and fell at Andrew's feet.

"Ahem."

Beside him, James was half-lying on the ground with his head bowed and coughing, his face covered in sticky black blood.

I crouched down and watched him breathe with his mouth open, his eyes no longer calm, black and hollow, full of fear and panic.

My heart was beating fast, and there were many zombies lying in the hallway, but the next moment, four or five more zombies came out of the door at the end of the hallway. As if the sight of fresh food could not contain the thirst in our hearts, they and their twisted postures rushed towards us.

"Let's go!" Andrew grabbed my arm, pulled me up, and ran towards another door.

I couldn't help but glance back at the old gentleman, who struggled to get up, but his leg seemed to be wounded, and he staggered to his knees.

"Don't-Don't let me die here alone—"

He looked at me with horror in his eyes, his black hat falling behind him, his gray hair was disheveled, he had completely lost the majesty of his previous decision, and now he was just an old man who could not save himself......

……

[Heavenly punishment has begun, and whether you can survive or not depends on your own choice. 】

[Choose to let the cannibals of the same kind, or be dragged to hell together?] 】

[I'm looking forward to your choice.] 】

……

"Andrew."

I pressed Andrew's hand and stopped.

He looked back at me with a frown, and understood when he saw James behind him.

Four or five zombies ran towards us, getting closer and closer to James, dragging his body and crawling on the ground, his face full of fear.

I looked at James, gritted my teeth, shook off Andrew's hand, turned around, and ran back towards James.

"Hell!" Andrew cursed behind him.

I ran to the embarrassed James, staggered by his body, supported his center of gravity, and ran towards the other door.

"Roar—"

Behind him, the voice of the zombie was getting closer and closer.

I gritted my teeth and listened to their hurried footsteps and bloody roars behind me, the corpses of zombies twisted and blocked the way, the air was full of death, and the small corridor became a purgatory on earth for a while.

Andrew rushed to us with a black face, took James's hand, and picked the old man on his back, and I followed his wrist with the strength of his wrist and ran towards Colin. Colin stood in the doorway, leaning out slightly to look at the three of us with a frightened face on his face, his gaze brushing over our bodies, and his face turned even paler when he saw the zombie following him.

"Click."

The moment I stepped over the threshold, Andrew almost threw James to the ground, and I followed him into the room, and Andrew turned and slammed the door frame hard.

"Knock-knock-" In the next second, there was a frantic crash of zombies outside the door.

The unlocked door was slammed open, and Colin and I pressed our bodies against the white door, the blood of our hands staining the white panel.

The zombie hands reached out through the crack in the door, waving in the air to grab me behind the door, they roared, bloodied hands brushing Colin's cheeks and almost scratching the corners of his hair, the poor boy staring nervously at the door panel with tears of horror in his eyes.

"Gera—"

Andrew pushed hard through a large cabinet.

Colin and I looked at each other, nodded, and left the door panel.

"Boom-"

The door seemed to be about to be pushed open in an instant, but Andrew slammed the large cabinet against the door in the next second.

"Squeak-"

Colin and I stood next to Andrew and pressed the cabinet against the back of the door.

"Knock-knock-" Behind the door, the roar and crash of the zombies continued, and the cabinet shook slightly, but it didn't move in the slightest.

I leaned my back against the cold cupboard, breathing in horror, the blood, dripping down my cheeks onto my coat, I raised my hand and wiped the blood from my sleeve, my lungs hurt from the violent breathing, and my throat was bloody, I couldn't help but bend down, squatting on the ground with my hands over my mouth and coughing, the blood I coughed up stained the floor tiles under my feet.

A pair of feet suddenly appeared in sight, and looking up along the boots, I saw Andrew's gloomy expression.

He pursed his lips and stared at me with a furrowed brow, anger rolling in his eyes.

I know he's angry.

I also know why he is angry.

I shouldn't have turned around to save James.

It put all three of us in danger.

"Ahem......"

I was silent and looked away, but my cough became more intense.

The owner of the boots hesitated for a few seconds, then crouched down, raised his hand, and wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth.

I looked at his furrowed brow with a pair of stormy eyes.

It's like an abyss, and I can't see the emotions behind it.

“…… How does it feel? Colin cowardly walked up to James, the poor old gentleman leaning against the wall panting, his eyes a little dazed and staring at the ceiling, his neck, arms, and coat covered in blood, whether it was his, or a zombie's.

As if he hadn't heard Colin's voice, James's hoarse breathing was slightly desolate.

My gaze brushed over Andrew's shoulders and landed on Colin, who had his back to me, crouching down next to James and wiping the blood from James' cheek with his sleeve. The old gentleman was no longer young, his face was wrinkled, the skin on his neck was slack, and he who had once been perceptive and decisive was now wrapped in layers of desperate cocoons, breathing dejectedly, and escaping death.

Colin wiped the blood from James' cheek as if he were reassuring, and suddenly, he suddenly stopped, his back stiffened.

"What's wrong?" I frowned in confusion as I saw Colin drop his hand.

Andrew turned slightly to look at them.

“…… James is not doing well. Colin turned his back to me, his voice shaking, "he ...... infected. ”