Seeing that Wu Zhen was deep in thought, Han Wenjie didn't bother and got up to leave.

There are about 2,000 people in the entire Huangshan Prison, and at most 300 people are still alive after the earthquake, and the number of evolutionaries is expected to be no more than 10, with a mortality rate of 85% and a chance of evolutionary people of 0.5%, which is the data obtained by Han Wenjie.

Wu Zhen silently analyzed the current situation, and felt a chill in his heart, how many people were killed in this strange disaster, his intuition told him that this was just the beginning, the mark in his palm was lying honestly, but he didn't dare to be careless, let alone let anyone see it, judging from his observation, except for himself, no one here seems to have a mark, is there any secret hidden here.

A few soft noises pulled his thoughts back, and when he looked up, he saw a few more things on the table, a military watch that was obviously of great value, and a fire axe.

The big black man leaned against the wall full of cracks, and he was not afraid of causing a collapse and smashing everyone to death, noticing Wu Zhen's gaze, and explained: "This watch is a famous Swiss watch, and it is a collection of the prison warden, but everyone else is dead, and it is useless to ask for this, so I will take it by the way." ”

At this time, I don't know if there is any meaning to money, Wu Zhen put on his watch expressionlessly, picked up the fire axe and checked it, felt very comfortable, and smiled with satisfaction.

The pistol had already been loaded, Wu Zhen tied the pouch with bullets to the waistband of his trousers, held the axe in his left hand, held the gun in his right hand, and asked casually: "What are you giving me these things for now?" It's not going out to kill zombies, is it? ”

"That's right! The gate won't last long, the zombies will attack at any time, the prison can't stay anymore, we must get out of here as soon as possible, before leaving, let's go out one last time! Let's see if we can save some more people. Han Wenjie replied as a matter of course.

The expression on Wu Zhen's face was sluggish, after all, he was just an ordinary person, and he hadn't realized what kind of evolutionary person he was, so letting him go out and kill zombies seemed very unkind.

"That'...... When to go out? Wu Zhen looked at Han Wenjie pitifully, with a reluctant expression.

Directly ignoring Wu Zhen's expression, Han Wenjieli turned around and walked away, "At five o'clock, the rescue team will set off on time." Prepare yourself! ”

Wu Zhen looked down at his watch, and there were still 37 minutes left, and his heart began to panic, and fear swept over, so that he couldn't breathe.

Bang bang bang!

The "knocking sound" of the zombies in the distance became extremely clear, and the whole world suddenly became white, except for himself, only those zombies who were blocked outside the door.

The roars and collisions of the zombies suddenly became much more violent, and Wu Zhen could clearly see the dust and dry blood sticking to their distorted faces, as well as the pair of gray and white "fish eyes", they were struggling and roaring, and their pale faces seemed to be full of excitement and **.

Wu Zhen looked down blankly, and found that he was already standing only one meter away from the door, no wonder they were so excited, it turned out that they felt the taste of food!

At this time, with a squeak, the door opened, and the zombie roared and rushed in, knocking Wu Zhen to the ground......

Bang! Click!

The fire axe fell to the ground, smashing the dirty tiles on the ground and cracking them.

Wu Zhen blinked, and found that he was still standing in front of the table, the glass door was still closed, he bent down to pick up the fire axe, looked left and right, picked up a long bench casually, and walked to the door of the canteen.

Wu Zhen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, deliberately slowed down, and slowly approached the door.

Compared with the previous second, the zombie group was much quieter, and he didn't notice Wu Zhen who was getting closer and closer, and he suddenly realized that they didn't rely on sight, but hearing, and in terms of behavior, they had gradually moved away from humans, except for having the same appearance as people, it was difficult to be consistent with people in other aspects.

Perhaps, they have become a different kind of creature from the direction of human development.

Wu Zhen gently placed the bench not far from the door, which happened to be a meter away, and then sat down lightly, holding back the nausea, poking his head and looking at the zombies close at hand.

Will these "people" be enemies in the future?

"In that case, let's kill!"

Wu Zhengang was about to stand up, but suddenly remembered another thing, I don't know how Zhang Xin is, whether he has become an evolutionary, whether he has died or mutated into a zombie wandering around.

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became, Wu Zhen's face turned pale, and the hand holding the bench accidentally shook it, Titicaca!

A crack immediately cracked on the bench, and the crack spread, and gradually it couldn't support Wu Zhen's weight, and it fell apart. The stock fell to the ground, and he grinned in pain.

A huge sound came out, and when the zombie heard this loud noise that was very close, he immediately became restless, and squeezed in like crazy, the glass door was overwhelmed, and the amplitude of the vibration became larger and louder, giving people the illusion that they were about to fall.

Wu Zhen knew that this door should not be so easy to fall, just in case, he still turned around and walked a few steps, back and forth several times, easily carried seven or eight tables, stacked them one after another, and blocked the door, the whole process was smooth, and there was no noise, people were stunned, and once again saw his power.

Looking down, the minute hand was still a little away from 12, Wu Zhen took a deep breath, and looked calmly at the zombies shouting outside through the gap in the table.

Han Wenjie, who was carrying a big bag, beckoned at the back door.

Wu Zhen looked at the gun-wielding people guarding the front and back doors indifferently, and had no intention of going out together, walked up to Han Wenjie, and asked suspiciously, "Why don't they leave?" Didn't you say the rescue team? It won't just be the two of us, will it? ”

Han Wenjie nodded, "Otherwise?" ”

Wu Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then nodded, with no superfluous expression on his face.

"You're not afraid?" Han Wenjie was a little surprised and asked.

"I'm afraid, but I just didn't show it."

“……”

Before stepping out of the small door, Han Wenjie grabbed Wu Zhen, stared at his eyes, and instructed: "Hit their heads!" Also, don't get bitten. ”

"Well, I remember!"

Walking out of the small door, the light dimmed instantly, and the smell of choking came to my face, and the rancid stench was mixed with a disgusting sourness.

It's the smell of zombies.

Han Wenjie turned his head to see that two zombies appeared not far away, and they came over with their tongues hanging and following the smell.

There are already zombies here, there will be four if there are two, and there will be more and more, and they can't be allowed to gather here, otherwise, the retreat after that will become a big problem.

Han Wenjie pumped from his waist. took out a small dagger and reminded Wu Zhen in a low voice: "Don't use a gun, the sound of gunfire will attract more zombies, use an axe." ”

Wu Zhen nodded, and slowly approached the two zombies with Han Wenjie left and right.

Unlike through the glass door, seeing the zombies approaching, the outstretched hand could grasp himself, and the strange smell that emanated wafted into his nose made people sick, Wu Zhen did not panic, but calmed down, the world has changed, he knows, and he is ready.

The moment Han Wenjie came into contact with the zombie, he quickly turned sideways, dodged the palm that the zombie grabbed in front of him, and stabbed it. Entering its temple, the zombie's hand hung limply and fell limply to the ground.

Wu Zhen slowly retreated, and the zombies in front of him were pressing forward step by step.

When Han Wenjie saw it, he thought that Wu Zhen was too flustered and didn't know what to do, but at this moment, a bright light flashed by.

Wu Zhen raised his left hand and swung the fire axe horizontally, smashing it into the zombie's ear.

Kerra!

Due to the proximity of the two sides, it was the long-handled part of the fire axe that hit the zombie, not the blade with the most charge.

Although he didn't exert his strongest strength, Han Wenjie was stunned to find that the zombie's head collapsed half inward from the ear.

The zombie's skull was broken in half, and an eye bead fell directly, black and sticky. Thick blood and gray brains trickled down from the hollow holes, and it staggered, but it didn't even fall down, and reached out to grasp it. Live Wu Zhen.

Looking at the distorted face, Wu Zhen was indifferent, raised his hand, and was an axe again.

Or the handle of an axe!

The bones were crushed and broken, and there was a terrifying and piercing sound, and the zombie was cut off half of its head by this blow, and finally couldn't support it, trembled a few times, and fell to the ground, and the brains poured out of half of the skull, and the rancid smell was even stronger.

Han Wenjie was stunned when he saw this bloody and brutal battle scene, and as soon as the zombie fell, he just met Wu Zhen's calm eyes, smiled awkwardly, and sighed.

"You're such a monster!"

Wu Zhen raised his head and sighed: "We are all monsters. ”

There was a roar in my head, and a familiar voice sounded again.

"Do you activate the killing space?"

Wu Zhen saw that Han Wenjie didn't react, and basically determined that the voice came from the mark on his hand, and only he could hear it, since it had happened, then don't resist, and it may be the best way to face it calmly, he nodded slightly, and whispered: "Yes, I choose to activate." ”

Consciousness shocked, and then nothing happened, Wu Zhen was puzzled, thinking that there would be a god descending, and what kind of soul body would come out at the worst, right? How come there is nothing?

Seeing that Wu Zhen was in a daze, Han Wenjie called him to prevent other zombies from gathering, and the two dragged the two zombies on the ground to a distance, and then began to look around for survivors.

"Do you feel it?" Han Wenjie asked suddenly.

Wu Zhen waved the handle of the axe casually and nodded: "Well, the strength has become greater again." ”

"You should have twice as much strength as you used to be, right? A zombie has exactly twice as much power as a normal person, so you now have the power equivalent to a zombie. ”

"Almost! I killed a total of two zombies, so each time I killed one, my strength increased by 0.5 times? ”

"Maybe! At least that's the case at first, and then it's not necessarily, it slows down, I killed a dozen of them, which is less than 5 times more, but what I increase is the speed and accuracy of the shot, and you, it's the power. ”

"Why?"

"I don't know."

Unconsciously walked to the detention area, and suddenly a large number of zombies wearing prison uniforms came out of the shadows.

Han Wenjie smiled and pulled from the big bag behind his back. He took out a beer bottle full of liquid, with a small strip of cloth on the mouth of the bottle, and he took out a delicate lighter from his pocket, lit the strip of cloth, held it in his hand for a second, and threw it vigorously.

"You're the one who waits."

The wine bottle crossed a perfect arc and fell into the group of zombies, only to hear a bang, the glass pieces flew over, and the middle zombies instantly ignited a fire.

Alcohol was sprinkled, the fire was hard to extinguish, the zombies pushed each other, and the fire ignited on more zombies.

Han Wenjie lit a few more, threw them out one by one, and shouted at Wu Zhen, who was stunned: "This can't kill them, let's go!" ”

The prison area is like a honeycomb, and ordinary people who come in for the first time don't know how to get around, let alone zombies who are aimless and don't seem to have any intelligence at all.

Wu Zhen followed Han Wenjie in the collapsed ruins, the light became darker and darker, and the zombies he encountered became very few, and he didn't find a living person at all, I don't know how long he walked, how many circles he spared, Wu Zhen suddenly saw a person who was pressed by a stone and was still trying to climb out.

Wu Zhen walked over quickly, reaching out to lift the stone.

"Don't!" Behind him, Han Wenjie yelled vigilantly.

Hearing the voice, Wu Zhen was alert and stopped moving, and at this moment, he suddenly found that the person at his feet turned his head and opened his mouth to face his small . Leg bite off.

Wu Zhen's mind was blank, and he didn't have time to take measures, he could only watch the ugly and disgusting mouth get closer and closer to him, the two rows of teeth randomly inserted in the rotten gums were already next to the new trousers that he had just put on, his movements stopped, but his mind was turning rapidly, and he could even feel the skin on his legs being bitten slightly by his teeth.

A white line popped out of his eyes.

Boom!

The gun went off!

The charming smell of gunpowder had not yet dispersed, and the zombies' bursting brains and bones had already splashed in all directions, spraying Wu Zhen's new pants to a pulp.

Wu Zhen was indeed frightened, looking at Han Wenjie who was in a shooting posture in confusion, speechless.