At 8:30 a.m. on February 14, 2015, the alarm on the mobile phone woke Yang Chen up, and he went to the living room after getting up, counting the remaining materials as usual. Profiteer! Yang Chen threw the rotten fruit out of the window, and the water was cut off 2 days ago, so now he relies on this fruit to replenish his water.

The sound of "bump" came from the security door.

Since 3 days ago, the zombies outside the door have been destroying the iron gate relentlessly, and their desire for flesh and blood and greed have made them guard his door like loyal dogs.

The smell of corpses in the house was thick, but fortunately, Yang Chen was used to it. Sometimes he subconsciously thinks that only this smell is normal, and the previous things are slowly leaving him, leaving only the instinct to live.

After eating 2 big bananas, Yang Chen walked to the window of the computer room as usual and looked at the zombies downstairs and downstairs, looked at the end of the road, looked at the dark, thick and dull sky, the obscure clouds with a little cold breath, suppressed his heart, and made him feel sleepy when he breathed.

"It seems that I still have to get water, why did I forget to store water? It's bad luck. Yang Chen, who was sitting on the balcony, scolded to himself, thinking about how to solve the six zombies outside the door, the shield was thrown by him outside the door, he couldn't fight the zombies without defensive equipment, the anti-theft iron door was open outward, and the door could not be stuck in the house, open the gap and solve it one by one, and if you have a little strength after eating the fruit for a few days, it is impossible to have a pair of six.

"Huh! Pregnant! Yang Chen said happily, picked up the phone line, and his brain quickly turned. What else can a telephone line do besides talking on the phone? Drying clothes, drying quilts, tying, thinking about his heart lit up, "just when the rope" He stood up and walked back and forth, looking for a rope to tie one end to the doorknob of the anti-theft door, and then fix the other end, and then open the door without fear of the door being squeezed open by zombies, open the door crack can solve the zombies outside the door one by one.

"Lao Tzu is so smart, he is making a steel gun. Hey! Yang Chen turned out a triangular file after turning over the cabinet and turned it over, the file was more than a foot long, and the triangular file was black and not rusty, "Guarantee quality!" Yang Chen looked at the inscription engraved on it, and then used a knife to sharpen the wooden handle of the file so that it could be put into the iron broom. If you try it, you will not be able to use iron nails to nail the connection between the broom and the wooden handle, so that you are not afraid of falling off the chain at a critical time.

Everything was ready, Yang Chen stood behind the door and checked his equipment, changed into thick clothes, and still didn't have this fruit knife on his body.

With a homemade iron gun in his left hand, he opened the door with his right hand.

"Bump" ...... Yang Chen closed the door again, it was so stinky that he couldn't open his eyes from the smell of the rotting zombies he killed a few days ago.

There is a mask at home, so Yang Chen found it to cover his mouth and nose, and sprinkled some toilet water on the mask to get better.

The door was opened again, and a jet-black paw grabbed at his face, and the owner of the paw was struggling to squeeze in through the crack in the door. This time he was prepared, not frightened, carefully looked at the zombie, the skin and flesh on the zombie's claws tightened inward, and the joints were all exposed, like an eagle's claws facing him, and the sharp nails with dry fingers retracted back and forth. The zombie desperately tried to stuff its head into the crack of the door, the flesh on its face was the same as its claws, and the deep-seated, protruding cheekbones of its eyes rubbed back and forth against the iron door, as if it wanted to sharpen its head and get in.

"Die! You! Yang Chen roared to embolden himself, holding the iron spear in both hands, and the top triangle of the triangular file stabbed down at the zombie's eyes. Holding the water pipe tightly with both hands, he pushed it outwards with the strength of milking, and for the first time, he couldn't grasp the strength with the iron gun, he only knew to stab outward, his brain was groggy, but his body burst out with a bloody nature hidden in his bones, he became excited, and felt as if all zombies were just like that, and he could kill them all.

Two more claws came at him through the crack in the door, and they shook before his eyes to wake him up. He pulled out the head of the iron spear, and the zombie's eye socket turned into a deep black hole, slowly flowing outward with jet-black sticky blood, and the zombie fell first on the zombie next to him, and slowly fell to the ground, the head was facing the white of his eyes without pupils, and a black hole with black blood stains. The contrast between the two extremes made Yang Chen's heart feel a chill.

"Hey, hey! Niang Xipi! Kill you! He said to himself,

I haven't used a spear, and I can't master the power well. He grinded the remaining five zombies to death with his superficial marksmanship, and when the last zombie fell to the ground.

The sound of a "bell".

Yang Chen couldn't hold the iron gun anymore and let it fall to the ground.

Yang Chen sat on the ground panting violently, one foot stretched forward and the other bent upward. The 1.7-meter-long iron gun rests at his feet, and the conical head of the gun is upside down towards the security door, which is stained with ancient black and smelly blood. Seventy percent of the new security doors opened a 1o centimeter-long gap outside, and he sat on the ground and could see several corpses lying quietly on the ground outside the door.

They were human seven days ago, and now they're zombies lying outside the door, 'I'll kill them!' He didn't have the fear that came after killing. There is only the excitement that follows the victory.

"Looks like I like it, hehe!" Yang Chen said to himself.

"I was able to live and I will continue to live."

After sitting for five or six minutes and resting, Yang Chen picked up the iron gun and stood up. Untie the line on the doorknob and push the door outward, and the zombie corpses outside the door block the door.

"It's not worrying to die!" Yang Chen violently pushed the corpse outward with an iron gun before walking outside the door. He observed that there were 7 corpses lying in the corridor outside the door, he could hardly find a place to put his feet, the zombies he killed 3 days ago fell at his feet with their backs up, and the whole head was sparsely rotted by his hammer, black bloodstains, and yellow brains flew everywhere.

Yang Chen didn't want to look any further, for fear that he would vomit out if he looked at it more.

Standing on the pile of corpses, he was horrified, and the smell of corpses was so strong that even the scarf sprinkled with flower water could not resist.

Yang Chen found the pot lid shield that he had left 3 days ago, and he always had more confidence in his heart when he got it in his hand, although he couldn't prevent knives and guns, he could block the claws of zombies.

When he went downstairs, the iron door of Huitong was open, and there was no light in the room, which made him feel a little cold. He cautiously walked into the living room opposite, the white floor reflected his dim reflection in the dark light, giving him a bone-chilling coldness in his body.

Yang Chen came to the shelf where the water was released, "There won't be zombies here... Hiss!! … Uh, something"

Yang Chen heard that something was scratching the door of the storage room, and his heart tightened, he was really afraid of something! Couldn't God let him live in peace?

"Damn".

Yang Chen scolded, tightly protected the front of his body with the lid of the scalp pot, held the gun body with the three fingers of his right hand, held the doorknob with his thumb and index finger, and gently turned and pulled it violently.

A black shadow swerved from the kitchen. Yang Chen held a shield in his left hand to block in front of him, and raised the iron spear in his right hand to point at the black shadow, attacking at any time.

"Cut! It turned out that it was only a broken leg! Yang Chen squatted on the platform and watched it climb over with difficulty, smelling the fresh human smell, its big mouth full of fangs opened excitedly, and its claws made marks on the cement steps.

A triangular spear head stabbed into its brain from the bridge of its nose, and the spear head turned from left to right and pulled out, and the zombie did not move, and black blood flowed out of a hole the size of a helicopter cup in its face.

Yang Chen is getting more and more used to killing zombies, just like when he was a child, he squatted in the corner to kill ants, there was no excitement, no fear, only a look of indifference.

Pick up a case of mineral water and pick up a box of instant noodles. Yang Chen was going home. I can't move it anymore.

"Pong !!" There was a loud bang, and the frightened Yang Chen directly threw away the things in his hand, "I'll wipe your uncle!" Yang Chen ran to the door of Huitong and went outside, only to see a truck crashing into a store, and the zombies rushed up frantically, the car was about 50 meters away from Yang Chen, "Ask for more blessings for yourself!" Yang Chen said to himself, and he was going to go home when he got up.

"Woooooooo The zombies roared excitedly, and Yang Chen only saw a group of zombies running towards Huitong in a daze after a person, "I'll wipe it!" Your uncle, don't run this way!! Yang Chen was speechless for a while, and then he ran wildly, resisting this thing and going upstairs, slowing down a lot, and took out the key in a panic, "Roar!" The screams of the zombies were getting closer and closer, and Yang Chen's shudder was frightened, and he went in immediately, and just wanted to close the door, a hand reached in, "I'll wipe it!" Yang Chen kicked over, who knew that there was actually a flower, and then jumped in, not forgetting to close the door. The frightened Yang Chen picked up the gun and was about to stab it, "Stop!" Brothers!! That thing actually spoke, Yang Chen held the gun and saw the person in front of him clearly.

The person in front of him had a pair of eyes wide open, his face was full of hideousness, and his fists were clenched tightly.

"Are you alright?"

Yang Chen asked cautiously, if it weren't for the strange bloody sleeves that his eyes were a little dark, but not the crazy man, the steel pipe in his hand would have been greeted a long time ago.

"I'm fine!!" These words were almost squeezed out of his teeth.

"Take your clothes off!" Yang Chen held the steel gun and said viciously.

"What do you want to do? I don't do it! The man said, and even put his hand on his breast.

"You're not disgusting, I'm just going to see if you've been caught by zombies!!" Yang Chen was speechless for a while, no matter how I look at it, I don't want to be that kind of Brother Ji.

"Oh, I thought you wanted to do something to me!" The man said.

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Xiaoyao has been thinking well lately, so 3 to 4 more every day, and what are the shortcomings of Xiaoyao, please remind me a lot, and criticize as much as you like.