Zheng Jieming pushed open the door and saw six corpses!

He had always thought that it was a person looking at him, but he never expected that it was a corpse that was looking at him.

Zheng Jieming watched the wind blow three of the six corpses over, facing him, he was unprepared, screamed, and almost sat on the ground.

Although everyone had been dealing with zombies for a long time, this kind of routinely dead corpse brought him a greater impact, especially this corpse was still looking at him stunned.

Seeing this, Dong Yuan also hurried over to look into the house, this thing was even more frightened, and he kept screaming and retreating, and there was a vase standing behind him, he broke the vase, and almost didn't climb over the railing to the first floor.

The female corpse seemed to want to grab the curtain before she died, and her hand kept hooking the curtain.

"What?" Wang Yueshan and Jin Yue saw that both of them were frightened like this, and they also raised their vigilance.

Wang Yueshan pulled out his gun.

"It's okay, it's okay. Ordinary human corpses. Zheng Jieming finally came back to his senses, but the female corpse was still looking at him, and he didn't want to look up.

Wang Yueshan put the gun back and walked over with a disdainful face, "You are not afraid of zombies, you are afraid of corpses!" Oh the?! ”

"You talk, I'll go downstairs first." Jin Yue's face was dark, she didn't want to go over, she ran to the first floor by herself, went to see the piano to divert her attention.

Zheng Jieming stood up and plucked up the courage to walk into the house, the female corpse swirled around with the wind, always facing everyone from time to time, as if it was a ghost standing in front of the window, and his eyes were always following everyone.

A total of six corpses, looking at the dress, Zheng Jieming estimated that they were the male and female hosts, the two children, the housekeeper, and this female corpse who could not see the family identity and was dressed in black. With the exception of the female corpse, all the corpses were highly decomposed and felt as if they were about to fall off the rope soon.

"These people are committing suicide, right?" Wang Yueshan also dared to walk in.

"No, they didn't even stick their tongues out." Zheng Jieming heard Li Yu say some slightly simple autopsy knowledge, and knew that the tongues of the hanged people would stick out, but the facial expressions of these people were very calm.

In fact, if Li Yu was present, he could see at a glance that these people definitely did not die from hanging, and the corpse spots were the most undisguiseable evidence.

"There's something really strange about this community. If only Li Yu were here, he could see the time and cause of their deaths. Zheng Jieming said.

"Why do you care about that?" Wang Yueshan frowned, turned his head and wanted to go out, but found that on the wall next to the door, there were a few big characters written in blood.

"Holy!"

Wang Yueshan was taken aback again, and he really jumped up.

Zheng Jieming turned around and also found these words, the blood stains were blurred, intermittent, and the last stroke fell to the ground, looking like it was written when a person was dying. But the blood stains have been scraped with a knife, and the original handwriting is not clear anymore.?? Rebel? Close??

Except for the word "rebellion" and the word "guan", which can barely be recognized, the other words are not legible.

only heard a loud noise, and behind Zheng Jieming, a corpse finally couldn't bear its weight and fell to the ground.

"You, you! Yes! Oh my God! Let's go! Wang Yueshan witnessed the scene of the corpse falling to the ground, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, he shouted with a crying voice, but he didn't dare to shout, for fear that according to the statement, he would disturb the corpse, his legs couldn't stop shaking, but he couldn't take a step.

Zheng Jieming didn't dare to look back at this time, and almost dragged Wang Yueshan out of the house.

He put Wang Yueshan on the ground, and when he turned around, he was about to close the door.

The female corpse seemed to be looking at her fiercely.

Zheng Jieming shivered all over his body and closed the door.

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Earlier.

Guo Zhenlei vigorously pushed open the door of the safe of Zhongzhou Development Bank and rolled out of the cabinet.

He's been hiding in the cupboard for almost a whole day.

When he opened his eyes, he saw his mother's body, and if the safe was locked from the outside, it would not be able to be opened inside. Her body has been blocking the safe, protecting Guo Zhenlei inside, and her whole body has been gnawed and shapeless, and only bones are left in the lower half of her body.

Guo Zhenlei knelt next to his mother's corpse and wanted to cry, but his body couldn't cry because of the lack of water.

He slammed his head on the ground, grabbed his mother's pitted, bloody hand, trembled, and couldn't kneel for a long time.

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The eastern section of Qingli Street, near the fast food restaurant.

Four shadows sneakily walked west.

"Brother Song Zhi, where is this place? Did you say that the supermarket has arrived? A thin man asked Song Zhi.

Song Zhi was bruised and swollen, obviously beaten by everyone on the night he joined Mingxiu. But after the last two "outstanding performances" of driving a truck, especially after crushing the zombies to relieve everyone, Song Zhi's status in the Mingxiu Group has been greatly improved.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's coming soon." Song Zhi touched the corner of his mouth with his hand, and said slowly, holding an iron rod in his hand, he commanded the three of them to kill the zombies next to him all the way.

He is familiar with this road, this is the place where he used to commute every day, it carries all the bad memories of his hard work as an office worker, he was fired three times by his boss, despised by his colleagues, and even after the zombie crisis broke out, he and Wu An and other eight colleagues survived in the office building, and he was actually considered to be the worst one.

But at that time, he was indeed such a good thing.

But so what? Song Zhi thought viciously, Lao Tzu is different now.

Wasn't this fast food restaurant and this office building almost ruined by Lao Tzu!?

"It's right up there." Song Zhi passed by the fast food restaurant and walked downstairs to his original company.

"On this? Isn't this an office building? How can there be a supermarket? The skinny man was a little confused.

"You can come up with me to have a look, the internal supermarket, there are a lot of good things!" Song Zhi said, and then deployed the other two people, "You two! Stay by this gate, and if there are zombies on the road, they will be cleared! Don't come back and see you two bite you to death! Gotta clean you up! ”

Song Zhi took the skinny man to the third floor.

Zheng Jieming and others once encountered a battle here.

The corpse on the third floor was extremely heavy, and there was a large corpse lying on the ground.

Song Zhi squatted down and looked at the corpse, the corners of his mouth were grinning, and he smiled viciously, and there were bruises on his face.

"Who's that? Go and lift up this corpse's face and show me!" ”

The thin man was reluctant, and Song Zhi glared at him menacingly.

The man walked up to the corpse, covered his nose, and lifted the corpse's face.

"Sure enough, it's you, you're really a corpse." Song Zhi's right cheek shook distortedly, and then stood up.

"Come with me!" Song Zhi walked towards the microcomputer room, and there was a small white door in the depths of the microcomputer room, and the door had been knocked open.

"Song, Brother Song Zhi, what are you doing in this kind of place?" The man seemed to be starting to feel frightened.

"What are you afraid of, come on, there's something good to move out of here." Song Zhi turned back to greet the man.

The man was suspicious, but still trembling and followed.

Behind the small white door is a chair with warm water pipes on either side, and some rope remains on the pipes.

The man walked in front of Song Zhi and turned his back to Song Zhi, and Song Zhi suddenly hit him on the head with a stick. The man immediately fell to the ground.

When he woke up again, his legs were tied to a chair, his hands were trapped in a hot water pipe, and his clothes were ripped naked.

"Brother Song Zhi! What are you? What is this for? The man panicked and saw Song Zhi standing in front of him.

"Nothing." Song Zhi said slowly, he touched the bruises on his face, and looked at the man expressionlessly.

"Brother Song Zhi! Please, help me let go, please! The man struggled, but the rope was so tight that he couldn't break free.

"Why should I let you go?" Song Zhi brushed his hair and looked down at the man.

"Brother Song Zhi! Please, please, please! I really didn't mean to! It's Brother Mingxiu! Brother Mingxiu let us beat you! I really didn't want to!! The man cried, and he finally understood that Song Zhi wanted revenge, and he hated himself because of the beating that night.

On the day Song Zhi ran out of the office building, he ran all the way and fled to the supermarket where Mingxiu was, but he was suspected by Mingxiu, and a group of people beat him violently.

After that, Mingxiu gave him two choices: either drive to crash into the survivors' stronghold, or be beaten to death.

Song Zhi chose the former with hatred.

And that night, watching Zheng Jieming and his party flee in embarrassment, he felt the pleasure of distortion. He finally made up his mind to take out all his anger, fear, and injustice on others, whether they were innocent or not.

"Please! Brother Song! I really didn't mean it at the time! The man cried with tears in his eyes, and suddenly the last glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes, "Brother Song! There were so many people! Go find them! They're a lot harder than I am..."

Song Zhiyi lowered his head, approached the man, and smiled, "Really?" They're all fighting a lot harder than you? ”

"Yes, yes!" The man nodded earnestly, and then shouted in pain, "Let me go!" Please. ”

"Let you go, then it's up to your own luck." Song Zhi said, dragged a zombie that looked relatively fresh from the ground, aimed the zombie's mouth at the man's neck, and then pressed the zombie's jaw vigorously until the man's neck was broken by his teeth and bled out.

"Song... Will... You—" The man said vaguely as he cried.

Song Zhi smiled, "I guess it's useless, this zombie has been released for several days, maybe it won't be contagious?" ”

The man trembled, and Song Zhi kept watching him from the side, until ten minutes later, Song Zhi saw that the man did not move, and raised the iron rod in his hand.

"You're in luck."

The man pounced.

Song Zhi shook his stick and walked out the door.

"You weren't the only one who hit me that day, but..."

Song Zhi gritted his teeth viciously and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth.

"Who told me to only remember your face?"

He saw the image and voice of the man kicking him in the face, adding a mouthful of phlegm, and then bending down to laugh at him.