Zhang Qiang came out of the hospital, like a Shakespeare museum, today is his girlfriend's birthday, he hasn't remembered what to send, his mother suddenly called him, saying that his father is sick, and asked him to hurry to the hospital where his father often goes to check his body.

Mom, Dad's fine, Zhang Qiang, I saw my mother sitting on the bed in the 2016 ward. He eased the heat emitted by the impatience and madness, and asked his mother anxiously, his mother just lowered her head and didn't speak, his father was curled up in the bed, eating something, the air smelled of blood, the bed made by his mother was dripping blood, Zhang Qiang hurriedly stepped forward and pushed his mother, but she didn't react anything, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, what are they doing, is it useful to lie to him like this, he knows that they don't like his current girlfriend, but there is something in her way in their way, thinking of this, Zhang Qiang is not only a little irritable, But if you think about it randomly, even if they don't want him to see his girlfriend, they won't look for this kind of physical deception to him.

Suddenly, his father stretched out his hand, grabbed his mother's body, leaned forward, bit his neck, blood sprayed on Zhang Qiang's face, his father and mother were twisting their stiff bodies to approach him, his father's hands were still stained with blood, his mother's chest was torn open with his hands, his heart was fiercely buckled out, his intestines hung on his belly, Zhang Qiang looked around, because it was a hospital, there was nothing in the ward, Zhang Qiang had to open the door and run outside, the screams in the hospital sounded in his ears, he remembered, The day before yesterday, he was bored with the post bar, and someone in it said that Mariana's prophecy was going to come true, and he sneered at the time, but he didn't expect it to come true. Thinking of this, he felt a little sad and wanted to find someone to comfort him, but his parents became like this, although he had no love for them, but they also gave birth to him, although they did not raise him, because Nazhan Bodha, saying that he had a murderous omen, gave him away. If it weren't for his adoptive mother telling him that he wouldn't know, he sneered at the thought of this.

Zhang Qiang got out of the hospital, busy calling his girlfriend, and it was indeed another man who picked it up.........

At this time, a man wearing only pants wanted to run to the hospital, his expression was in a trance, as if he was in a hurry, buddy, don't go in, it was full of some unknown things, he kindly reminded him, the man just looked at him, just ignored him, and walked past him.

Spit a mouthful of water on the ground fiercely, fuck me kindly, I am kind enough to fuck it

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When he returned home, he put the key on the desk, and continued to call his girlfriend, but no one answered for a long time, Zhang Qiang walked around the house irritably,

There was a bang, and it sounded from outside the window.

Now it has been more than a week since he came back from the hospital, and the phone call to his girlfriend has not been able to get through, the whole city is basically cut off from the network and electricity, fortunately he has the habit of keeping candles, otherwise, he can't imagine.

The smell of dead rat droppings in the room, the rainy day outside, and the sound of humanoid monsters of different shapes hitting the glass outside, the sound of stepping on bones penetrating from the outside, the sound of creaking and creaking makes people shiver,

Picked up half a piece of Kangsifu instant noodles from the writing desk, opened his pocket, and took a deep breath of the aroma with his nose, the smell of food, so that the salivary glands continued to divide, and even the smell of blood in the air could not be smelled, but he could not eat it. He wanted to keep it, and when he was really hungry and couldn't stand it, because it was the last food in the room, he took a glass of water and drank it, and he couldn't stand it in the middle of the night. Sitting up and opening the noodles as fast as he could, when the noodles touched his tongue, Zhang Qiang felt that this was the best food he thought was the best, if he knew that there were people eating rice in this city,

Chu Ci reluctantly went to bring breakfast to the table, squeezed the toothpaste, and went to ask Zhang Zhen to get up to eat.