"The other party thought I was going to find a rope, so he gave me this gun, saying that it would be too cold-blooded if he didn't save it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Yang Yan pinned the gun to his back and smashed open the fire cabinet with one punch.

Holding the fire axe, Yang Yan continued to run downstairs.

Fortunately, he is not in Huaxia, otherwise it is not easier to find a fire axe than to win five million.

"I hope you can hold out a little longer." Yang Yan carried two fire axes and ran in the direction of the balcony. Just behind him, three zombies had already appeared.

In the world outside the video, some people's hearts have been suspended.

The screen was divided into two parts, one half showing the scene on the balcony, and the other half following Yang Yan.

On the balcony, there were only four people left, and the most surprising of them was that the policeman died, in order to save the girl who suddenly went crazy.

"If you don't shoot, give me the gun, or we'll all die." The middle-aged man holding his shoulder stared at the woman who shot indiscriminately.

"No, we're all going to die sooner or later, it's the end, the end." The bloodied high school girl was a little crazy, and she still had a military boot in her hand, which she had snatched from the policeman who had been dragged away by the zombies.

"Baga, it's all your fault, if it weren't for your Officer Watanabe, you wouldn't have died, I'm going to kill you slut." The injured middle-aged man pounced and pinched the high school girl into the corner.

"Shut up, stupid human, it's still fighting among yourself at this time." The boy with the bag yelled, and a man slid up to the bewildered woman and snatched the gun from his hand.

"Have you seen Resident Evil, those zombies no longer have a sense of smell and vision system, everyone is quiet, they won't attack us."

"It's really a young man who doesn't like it, and he dares to say it so definitely without proven things." Yang Yan stood on top of the guardrail and muttered to himself.

The policeman had already joined the zombie army, and there was no need for him to save him.

Reality is not a movie, zombies not only do not lose their vision, but also upgrade to a sense of heat, as long as it is a living thing, it is food for zombies. Aside from sight, the sense of hearing and smell is no different from that of a normal human.

This is also the main reason why only 40% of the infection rate will cause the total number of human beings in the world to be less than 1.5 billion in five years, because zombies are too perverted.

"That person is so cold-blooded, Zhou Ke, did you say?" Still in that classroom, a girl who held Zhou Kousu's hand tightly made an evaluation of Yang Yan who suddenly left the balcony.

Cold-blooded?

Zhou Kou asked herself in her heart, thinking about it, she probably wouldn't risk her life to save a group of people she didn't know.

"Yo, Our Lady Lin, I hope you can lend me a helping hand when this happens." Zhao Lei glanced at the girl beside Zhou Ke and teased in a sarcastic tone.

Although across the screen, Zhao Lei felt that the person in the picture was a little familiar, a bit like Yang Yan, the third child in his dormitory.

"Zhao Lei, are you not willing to chase me back, and you have to hit me everywhere?" Lin Bingbing glared at Zhao Lei, looking a little proud.

"Our Lady Lin, are you kidding, I, Zhao Lei, chased you when I was blind, who is unwilling to think that someone knows much better than me."

"You ......"

"Look, that guy is back." Zhou Ke has long been accustomed to the previous relationship between Lin Bingbing and her predecessor Zhao Lei, if she is allowed to develop like this, I am afraid that the two of them will have to go to the hotel outside to toss for a night at night, and then the next day Lin Bingbing will pester Zhou and spit out the bitter water of the day. So, she wittily changed the subject.

"Looks like I'm really a bit of a virgin, and I'm back again." Yang Yan returned to the balcony, picked up an axe in his hand and smashed it into the head of a zombie.

He jumped across the board.

"It seems that you are the only lucky one." Standing on the edge of the balcony, Yang Yan glanced at the boy with his hands on the edge of the guardrail and his body hanging outside.

"Thank you." The boy stood still, bowed to Yang Yan, and then handed the gun behind his back to Yang Yan.

"I hope you don't let me waste my efforts, if you want to live, you have the courage to fight those zombies." Yang Yan did not refuse, although it is not suitable to shoot now, but there is always an extra layer of protection.

"Your Chinese language is good, which makes me feel a little more good about you, take it, remember to cut it on your neck." After Yang Yan confessed, he jumped off the guardrail, pulled back the axe that had been cut into the zombie's head, and rushed towards the group of zombies who were still eating a few corpses.

The Japanese boy behind him hesitated, then clenched the axe in his hand and chased after him, pounced on the group of zombies.

Yes, if you don't have the courage, it's better to jump off the building, which is a little less painful.

Five years of life in the last days has long made Yang Yan an extraordinary warrior, a warrior who can last one more second for life.

His movements are like a cloud of water, and each axe is precisely slashed at the most vulnerable position of the zombie's neck.

"It seems that you are not smart enough, the zombie action is still very stiff now, as long as you are flexible enough, you can avoid their attacks, so as to find the right opportunity to attack them. Remember, it doesn't have to be killed, just make them less dangerous. "There are more than 400 billion zombies in the country, and without weapons of mass destruction, zombies cannot be killed with cold soldiers and firearms.

Lying down the last zombie, Yang Yan spat a mouthful.

On the balcony, there are still four zombies that can still crawl, but the speed is not much faster than the turtle, this kind of zombie is not much dangerous, Yang Yan doesn't want to waste his strength on them.

"Thank you for your guidance, I will definitely not drag you down." The young man who was smashing the zombie's head with an axe immediately retracted his movements, retreated to Yang Yan's side, and bowed to him again.

"Are you Japanese a little too verbose, and you still observe this kind of etiquette at this time?" Yang Yan sneered, and walked towards the iron gate with the axe that was still dripping blood.

"Yes, I remember. Okami, you can call me Ono. Ono followed Yang Yan closely, not daring to fall behind.

From the moment Yang Yan crossed a distance of five or six meters wide and fell from the sky, he knew that Yang Yan was a superhuman existence, and only by following him closely could he have the possibility of survival.

His father is a language expert at Waseda University in Japan, and he taught him Chinese language and culture since he was a child, and Ono also loves Chinese civilization very much, and especially likes to read Chinese online novels.

The great god is what he learned from.

"It's ridiculous, I thought it would be a little more complete here, but it looks like I'm going to have to work hard." Looking at the dense zombies in the corridor, Yang Yan shook his head helplessly.

He came back because he found that the chances of escaping from another building were relatively low.