Ye Yichen sat in his cramped rental house, gently stroking the sharpened Tang knife in his hand, staring intently at the alarm clock on the table, his eyes gradually turned from calm to cold!

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Ye Yichen scoffed at the store's statement, if it was really a Tang knife forged by the retro manufacturing method, even if it was not cut and only used as a handicraft, a Tang knife like this would cost at least tens of thousands, where could it be bought for two thousand yuan?

However, Ye Yicheng is too lazy to care about these, whether it is genuine or not, as long as he can cut off the head of the zombie, it is a good knife!

The alarm clock on the table gradually moved towards twelve o'clock, the hour and minute hands gradually coincided, Ye Yichen's face became more and more cold, and the feelings in his eyes faded rapidly, replaced by boundless coldness!

The end times are coming, and feelings are not something that any person can give!

Dididi......

At the moment when the hour hand and minute hand coincided, a piercing alarm bell rang through Ye Yichen's hut, Ye Yichen stood up, pushed open the door and strode out!

"Ah!!h

"Help!! Killing!! ”

The screams on the street kept coming from outside, piercing into Ye Yichen's ears, Ye Yichen's face did not change at all, not even the rhythm of his footsteps was not disturbed in the slightest, and on his right hand, the Tang knife had been tightly tied with his right hand with a rope.

The reason for this is to prevent the current weak body from being unable to hold the knife when killing zombies!

"Roar!!

The moment Ye Yichen stepped down from the second floor, a terrible roar was deafening, and an obese figure rushed towards Ye Yichen!

Ye Yichen's pupils immediately shrank, and the things in front of him were quickly transmitted from his eyes to his mind.

It was his landlord who rushed towards him, the big fat man of two hundred pounds. On weekdays, he looks very kind with a smile on his face, and when he collects rent, he scolds the landlord, but now his fat face is almost dripping with oil, but it is gray and gray, and the hideous blood vessels seem to break through the layers of oil, densely distributed on that face. A mouth had cracked open to the base of his ear, and dark red blood stained his body red.

The fat landlord rushed towards Ye Yichen at a speed that broke through his weight, and rushed to Ye Yichen's face in the blink of an eye, the big mouth that exuded the smell of garlic gnawed towards Ye Yichen's head fiercely, and the pair of blood-stained hands were thrust fiercely, as if they were going to stick Ye Yichen to death in the chest!

Ye Yichen was on one side, his body was tightly attached to the wall of the stairs, and his feet were hooked!

Rumble!

The ankle of the fat landlord who rushed over with fat was hooked by Ye Yichen, and the whole person suddenly lost his center of gravity, and fell down the stairs with a pop, filling the entire staircase to the brim.

Die!

Ye Yichen's legs bent, and the whole person jumped onto the fat landlord's back, holding a knife in both hands, from left to right, using all his strength to cut off the fat landlord's cervical vertebrae!

Poof!

Blood rushed out from the wound, pouring Ye Yichen's head and face like a fountain, and the blood dripped down Ye Yichen's hair, face, and body, mixed with the blood of the fat landlord, and merged into a stream, flowing down the stairs.

"Say, what are the last words."

Ye Yichen said in a cold voice with indifference in his eyes.

I don't know where this zombie virus started, and I don't know when it spread around the world, and the infection is extremely fast, just like in the movie. The only difference is that the infected person still has his own consciousness within a quarter of an hour of infection, but he can't suppress the bloodthirsty desire in his heart.

"Give it to me...... A ...... pleasure."

The fat landlord's body was no longer moving, but the redness in those eyes seemed to have subsided a lot, and under the stimulation of the virus, he actually squeezed out such a few words from his mouth!

"Good!"

Ye Yichen spoke, his hands pulled hard, and the sharp blade slashed through the fat landlord's neck, cutting off the fat landlord's head entirely!

"May you rest in heaven."

Looking at the fat landlord who was still with his mouth wide open, Ye Yichen lowered his head and prayed for him, and then continued to walk downstairs.

The streets are probably full of zombies now, right?

The virus infection is extremely fast, and after a bite, a normal person will be turned into a zombie in just a few breaths!

Ye Yichen came down this time, not to prepare to be a chivalrous man, and now he is not the mutant with extreme speed in his previous life, just an ordinary ordinary person. The reason why he went downstairs was to lock the iron door on the first floor!

The fat landlord has no other hobbies, but he likes to eat, relying on the rent contributed by Ye Yichen, the food saved by the fat landlord can support Ye Yichen for a month.

And in this month's time, Ye Yichen wants to make himself stronger as soon as possible! Now is the climax of the zombie outbreak, and it will not be until a month later that the zombies will begin to change, and the body will produce what Ye Yichen needs!

"Roar! Roar! Roar!! ”

At this time, the street has become a hell on earth, countless infected people are chasing human beings, screaming endlessly, pieces of flesh and blood are torn from human bodies, and they are eaten alive by these infected people who have lost their humanity!

Ye Yichen seemed to be unable to see these tragic situations, and pulled the iron door with a tense face, and was about to pull hard!

"Help! Save me! ”

Suddenly, a figure slammed straight into his arms, and the huge impact knocked Ye Yichen to a stumbling ground and almost fell to the ground.

"Roar!"

Immediately following this figure was a young zombie, looking at the appearance of the yellow hair, it was estimated that it was an idle person on this street. On weekdays, these idle people Ye Yichen walked around when he met them, so as not to extort his hard-earned money by these people.

And now, this yellow hair is covered in blood, his red eyes are full of tyranny, and his blue-gray face is like a dead man!

"Help me...... He ......"

The person who almost knocked Ye Yichen to a stumbling moment trembled and pulled Ye Yichen's left hand, saying that he wouldn't let go of anything.

"Get out of the way!"

Ye Yichen's face turned cold, and with a flick of his hand, he shook this person off, kicked out suddenly, and kicked the yellow-haired zombie on his heels, and then took a step forward, rounded his right hand, and the blade accurately slashed through the neck of the yellow-haired zombie!

Poof!!

The head of the yellow-haired zombie was washed into the air by blood, and the blood rushed into the air like an underground fountain rushing to the ground, splashing in the air!

"Ah!!h

The person behind Ye Yichen screamed, and then rolled his eyes, and fainted softly.

Troublesome!

Ye Yichen glanced at the zombies who had noticed here, snorted coldly and pulled the iron door shut, locked it tightly, and then smashed the door behind the iron door shut, turned around and completely blocked the door with furniture, and then turned to look at the unconscious person.

Through the light, Ye Yichen found that the guy who almost killed himself was actually a woman, and it was also a white-collar worker who often appeared on the street, what did it seem to be called...... Xue Zhixuan?

Wipe! There is a mouth, and there is not enough food to eat......

Ye Yichen was too lazy to look at Xue Zhixuan's delicate body, in the last days, no matter how good-looking you looked, if you don't have the ability, you will be reduced to a plaything!