Remember [Burning Library] quickly, and provide book friends with a comfortable and reliable novel reading network without pop-ups. (.) Biochemical Doomsday Dragonwatcher: Updated on 24-9-232:3:6. Entering the stairwell on the 5th floor, the roar pouring in from the corridor became clearer and clearer, mixed with the sound of "click" bones breaking, which was particularly refreshing. Say.b. Update

The creepy sound caused Patch, who had first come into close contact with an infected person, to pull out the bag of jelly from his backpack again, and sucked it in his mouth like an asthma patient sucking in a spray. 7945643

Kevin frowned tightly and asked Dia in a very low voice, almost lip service rather than voice: "There seem to be a lot of pigeons, shall we fight?" ”

Dia is also thinking about this.

But he's not thinking about whether to fight, he's thinking about how.

Although there are more than 2 infected people gathered outside, this is a bit of a challenge for Patch and Kewen, who are engaged in hand-to-hand combat for the first time, but in Dia's opinion, only by surviving a huge challenge can it really survive.

If this battle is carried by Patch and Kewen, it will play a huge role in improving their psychological endurance, allowing them to integrate into this cruel apocalypse more quickly.

Dia himself is a master of winning in danger, and he can escape and survive again and again in the last days, he relies not only on luck, but more on the courage and courage to win in danger contained in his bones.

Thinking that at the beginning, when his body had not been strengthened in any way, in order to escape, he climbed out of the window from the 37th floor of the Xicheng Building without hesitation without flying, and that kind of courage was definitely not possessed by the young dragon of ordinary youth.

And not only is he courageous, but this guy also has amazing insight and an extremely keen sixth sense, and he can always calmly find opportunities worth taking risks in the chaos.

The risks he chooses to take are always within his power or only a little more.

With great restraint, he never took risks that were beyond his power, including those that felt intuitually wrong, no matter what benefits he could reap.

It is this talent that has allowed him to live to this day with the strength of a single dragon.

Now faced with this situation, the astonishing insight made him feel that the risk was worth taking.

Although the number of infected people outside the door is beyond their means, they are not without a chance of winning.

And if they play well, they will win easily.

The key now is to make good use of this door on the fifth floor.

It is a solid wood door with a brown and yellow steel-clad wood that opens upside down, and is inlaid with a piece of ground glass.

The glass area is about the size of two 4-inch laptops put together.

Dia felt that at this time, as long as the three dragons could block the infected people outside the door, and then fight through the window to prevent the infected from rushing in, it would be a reverse door and a dog, and it would be very cool.

After considering the details and deciding that it was impossible for an infected person to surround them from behind in the corridors of the nearby floors, Dia said decisively to Patch and Kewen, "This battle is a fight.

I'll bring the infected over later, and we'll close the door and fight through the glass, as long as we don't let them rush in, the odds will be great.

Through the light seeping through the frosted glass, Kewen and Patch could see the deep confidence in Dia's eyes as she said this.

They were convinced that Dia had a special ability to predict the future, and when they saw Dia so confident, they felt confident in their hearts, and even had a faint excitement.

Seeing that Patch was holding jelly in his mouth, Dia looked excited and nervous, and reminded him in a low voice: "Kevin will poke through the door for a while, you come to block the door, no matter what method you use, you must block the door, and you must not let them rush in."

Patch threw the jelly away, grabbed the iron rod in his armpits, spat on both hands, rubbed his palms, grabbed the iron rod again, nodded to Dia with a stiff face, and expressed his determination not to let the infected rush in even if he died.

At the same time, Kevin tightened his grip on the three-edged spear in his hand, took two steps back, pulled the distance between the spear and the door to the optimum, and nodded to Dia, signaling that he was ready to fight desperately.

Seeing that the two dragons were ready, Dia nodded at both dragons, a natural encouraging smile on her face.

He clenched his machete and raised his spirit to the highest alert.

The strong pulse source in his left arm immediately flowed out a pulse wave that swept through his body, which made Dia feel a blood-boiling urge rise from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, he needed to fight fiercely, and he did not deliberately suppress this eagerly rising desire to kill.

Turning, he gently pulled the door open.

The moment the door opened, there was a violent sound of bone breaking outside, "Click! ”

The sound made the roots of Kevin and Patchy's teeth jump, and the pulse waves in Dia's body were also affected by the sound and sent out a trace of fluctuations, making his nerves tense even more, as if it had become a bowstring that was about to open.

Habitually showing half of his face out of the door, looking to the left, he saw that eight meters away from the corridor on the left, there was a large group of red-eyed infected people wearing tattered clothes and emaciated tendon muscles gathered together, frantically tearing several freshly baked corpses.

Those corpses are estimated to be customers who were hiding in the guest room before, and at this time they were hungry and crazy, and wanted to escape, but they were hit by the infected, and it became the current tragic situation.

With just one look, the upper body of the male corpse that was close to him had become a pile of rotten flesh under the chaotic claws of the five infected.

The man's blood was not yet cold, and the color was still bright red, and after the infected person tore open the flesh, it splashed on the wall to look extremely vivid.

Seeing the scene of the infected tearing the corpses and flying flesh, Dia's mind came up with many memories of her friends who had fled together and formed friendships in the past.

The pulse waves in his body were rapidly pressurized under the intensification of emotions, causing a small golden arc to appear in his eyes.

At this time, his eyes were still very calm, but behind this calmness, there was already a huge murderous aura backlogged!

If you look at the number of infected people, there are about 25 of them, all of them are agile and have no terrifying strength.

If you look at it this way, their chances of winning are even greater.

Turning back, Dia reminded Patch and Kevin, "Get ready, I'm going to lead."

Kevin and Patch nodded with their mouths closed, their eyes filled with nervousness and anticipation.

Dia immediately exposed half of her body out of the door, with a suppressed indifference in her eyes, staring at a group of murderous infected, raising a straight silver sword four fingers wide, and slamming it against the wall with the hilt of the sword, "Dang!" "Dang!"

Knocking twice, a loud sound penetrated the excitement and roar that spread through the corridor and entered the ears of the infected.

The infected people in the bite instinctively stopped what they were doing, turned their heads around, and more than two dozen pairs of fierce red corpse pupils looked at Dia who was holding half of her body in the stairwell.

The hallway suddenly became quiet, and the smell of murder suddenly rose in the air.

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