On the last day of May, Thursday, at 7:50 a.m. in Central State time.

The wind blew fiercely overnight, and the weather in the north of Zhongzhou was rough and unreasonable. The savage winds carry away the savage haze, leaving behind a brief, crisp blue sky and white clouds after sunrise, as well as a respite for people.

Zheng Jieming had no time to appreciate this rare clean sunrise, he was anxious to cross the square dance aunt group, jumped through the crowded streets, crossed the security check and plunged into the subway station, desperately squeezed into an inflated carriage, the door closed, and he was flat and slumped by the door. The low temperature of the air conditioner made him sweat all over his head, and he was angry that he suspected that the subway company was actually creating profits for the hospital.

"He's going to be late. Fuck the morning! He glanced at the time when people were on the subway media above their heads, the subway arrived at the station where the company was located at least half an hour, and he had to run for ten minutes to get to the company when he left the station, but the company's morning meeting began ten minutes later.

"Can you do it? You can't fuck off! He kept repeating in his mind the shouting and scolding of the turtle grandson boss. The boss gave him a hard lesson yesterday and designated him to appear this morning to make a review and self-analysis to all colleagues.

"If it weren't for Lao Tzu pointing to the monthly salary bonus of 12,000 to repay the mortgage, Lao Tzu would immediately roll out to you!" At that time, this heroic answer immediately popped into his mind, but he didn't dare to say it in the end, and held back two words.

"Competent."

"Fuck your uncle! Stepped on me! A woman in the distance of the carriage shouted loudly, and a man with five big and three thick apologized repeatedly. Zheng Jieming looked towards the noise, only to see clusters of crowded heads, where is there no traffic jam in the morning rush hour? People are crammed into the subway, which is the most frustrating but the only time-controlled mode of urban transportation.

He was confused and thinking about how to explain the reason for being late to the boss and how to deal with the contemptuous eyes of all his colleagues, holding his hands in front of his chest, and as the crowd swayed left and right, the noise of the subway media continued to send into his ears.

"Yesterday afternoon, a gangster maliciously injured people in Xinzhou City, western province, China, let's take a look at the latest report."

"At six o'clock in the afternoon, the victim Xiao Wang and her girlfriend were walking in the park when suddenly a gangster rushed out of the woods in front of them and attacked them."

Zheng Jieming looked at the screen, and a reporter was interviewing a pale woman.

"I was terrified, the man's eyes were blood-red, like a dead man."

"He didn't say anything, and he rushed at you?"

He limped over, his neck crooked over his shoulders, as if he were about to fall.

Crooked neck hanging on your shoulders? Zheng Jieming had the picture of the zombies in the movie in his heart.

"How did Xiao Wang get hurt?"

"I was so stupid that my boyfriend got in front of me and shoved the guy."

"And then that guy attacked?"

"It's... That madman, he bit my boyfriend's right arm and didn't let go, and he tore off a big piece of flesh from the whole bite..."

"Did Xiao Wang fight back later?"

"It's... The madman fell down with a punch, and the people next to him rushed over to help us hold him down. ”

Now, Xiao Wang is still lying unconscious in the hospital, and the crazy gangster seems to have suffered a severe concussion and is controlled in the hospital. The police are currently investigating the matter. There have been three similar attacks across the country this week, and it has not yet been determined whether there is a common cause, and we would like to remind the public to be aware of their own safety..."

Zheng Jieming was confused for a while, biting like a dead man or a zombie, it's too weird, right? His father was a soldier and almost never was at home, and he grew up in the army yard, often listening to cruel war stories, and often "doing it himself" to fight with others. But he had never heard of such an evil thing.

Ding dong.

The subway arrived at a transfer station.

Half of the people in the small carriage poured out. Zheng Jieming was taken out by the crowd, he felt that he was spit out by the subway, he waited helplessly by the door, waited for the subway to spit people clean, and stood back to the carriage a little calmly, and now the carriage is much empty. Zheng Jieming thought in his heart, so that the subway can run faster, if it weren't for the fact that I still had to rely on my salary and bonus to maintain my obscurity, Lao Tzu would not compete with the morning rush hour. While imagining that he would push open the door of the conference room later, the boss looked at his watch and told him to get out, and his colleagues watched him get out in danger, feeling even more aggrieved and anxious.

Toot toot...

The prompt sound of the subway door closing sounded, Zheng Jieming faced the door, lowered his head and tidied up the collar of his shirt, there were still three or four stops to go, and he was preparing for the sprint after getting off the train.

"Boom!!"

The door had just been closed, when suddenly there was a loud bang in the carriage.

Zheng Jieming looked up in surprise and saw that a man in a suit and leather shoes slammed into the car door, knocking on the car door continuously, looking very anxious.

Behind him, a group of men and women rushed from the top of the staircase, as if they wanted to catch the train.

The group rushed to the door and kept knocking. The people in the carriage turned their heads to look out the window, the subway slowly started, and the station attendant tried to pull the crazy people away from the edge of the platform. Zheng Jieming was uneasy, while worrying that the subway would stop because of this group of nonsense people, affecting his work, and on the other hand, he faintly felt that something was wrong, why were these people full of fear? What are they anxious about? Rush to reincarnate? I've never seen this kind of scene in the subway before?

The subway pulled off the platform, accelerated in the darkness, creaked and vibrated for a while, and suddenly stopped with a sudden brake. The people in the carriage were caught off guard and fell forward one after another. A man couldn't help but scold.

Zheng Jieming was not spared, slammed into the railing on the side of the door, and before he could react, the lights of the entire subway car went out at the same time, and he heard the sound of the fan running in the subway car, just like his own emotions.

He kept taking out his mobile phone to check the time, and after a long five minutes, the train still did not move at all, and the green emergency lights were on, illuminating the entire carriage into a gray green. He called his boss's mobile phone, and by the way, there was no signal at all! It must be a subway failure! I'm afraid that this job will not be kept, Zheng Jieming lamented in his heart, pity me for my salary of 12,000! Pity my mortgage!

The crowd began to be restless, and the man who had just scolded shouted, "If you don't drive again, I'll smash the window!" "Don't be a gesture, it's embarrassing, it's really smashing you!" Wait! His fat-waisted wife grabbed his ears. A few well-wished young men began to walk towards the head of the train, wanting to see what was going on.

The alarm suddenly sounded, and a young woman cried in fright. Zheng Jieming became more and more nervous, "The technical failure will not pull the alarm?" He put away his phone, looked left and right, walked to the junction of the carriages and looked ahead, trying to figure out what was happening, only to see a green light and the same bewildered green heads.

"Walk ahead? This posture, being late is already a foregone conclusion, the subway quickly sent someone to deal with it, don't get trapped here is the important thing! He pondered.

He looked at the number above the junction - car No. 4, which had 6 cars and 3 cars from his head, so he leaned forward and the sirens were still ringing, and the green light made him feel very ominous.

A woman's scream suddenly came from the tail car, and the scream continued to attack Zheng Jieming's ears.

"What's going on?"

He turned to look behind him, and the tail car was also a green light, and he couldn't see anything clearly. The people in the carriage stopped making noise, and those who had been sitting stood up and looked behind them with bated breath.

Immediately afterwards, more frightened screams of men and women came from the tail car, only to see a man unscrew the door at the junction of car No. 5, rush through the crowd, and run towards the front of the car with a frightened and short scream.

"! What a situation! What happened!! ”

Zheng Jieming's heart was beating faster, and he didn't have time to complain at all, he quickly got up and instinctively retreated in the direction of the head car. He heard a heavy crash coming from car No. 5, followed by a bang, the sound of glass breaking.

The commotion in car No. 5 intensified further, and under the green light, the crowd frantically rushed towards car No. 4, several people stuck at the junction of the carriage, and the people behind pushed them to the ground and trampled on their bodies, like a flood water bursting into car No. 4.

Run! Zheng Jieming didn't care about why at all, only such a voice jumped out of his heart, turned his head and ran towards the head of the train, and rushed to the direction of car No. 1 with the people around him.

He didn't dare to look back at all, only to hear the wailing, screaming, sirens, cries, footsteps, and the sound of broken glass around him.

"Ah~~~~~~ let go!"

The screams of a woman in the back were obviously higher than all the noises, Zheng Jieming's mind was blank, he passed through a few carriages, only to find that the people in front of him were piling up more and more, and people's angry and frightened voices came from the front, "Squeeze the door open for him!" "Sons of bitches! Let's get over! ”

Now it's 2 cars! He looked up at the sign, and the door at the junction of carriages 1 and 2 was closed! A group of people were hysterically slamming the door, and through the glass on the door, another group of people was bustling on the side of car No. 1, and they pressed against the door at the junction to prevent Zheng Jieming and his party from passing.

Damn it! Selfish brutes! Zheng Jieming spat a mouthful, but turned around to find that the people in his carriage had also locked the connection of carriages 2 and 3 to death.

When the catastrophe came, everyone was in danger, Zheng Jieming was in the closed No. 2 car with others at this time, and several big men resisted the door to the No. 3 car. Zheng Jieming saw through the gap between their heads that car No. 3 was already in chaos, people were scuffling together, a bearded man was lying on the glass in pleading and despair, slapping hard, and a red-eyed man jumped out from behind him, biting the mustache's neck.

Oh, my God! What the is going on? Zheng Jieming's heartbeat accelerated suddenly, he felt his head explode with a buzz, and the world in his ears became unusually quiet, only to hear the flesh and blood being bitten crisply, and the blood spurted onto the glass, and the sound of this jet made him feel deafening. Then, the red-eyed man tore off half of his mustache in one fell swoop.

The woman next to her saw the opposite scene and fainted to the ground, and a man who participated in blocking the door stared blankly at the face of the mustache being gnawed off, and moved to the middle of the corridor in a daze, knelt on the ground, covered his head and couldn't move anymore. Zheng Jieming looked at the moustache shaking body, and he trembled with it, the mustache finally couldn't hold on, and was pressed down by the red-eyed person, only the upper part of the door of the passage had glass, and the condition of the mustache could no longer be seen, and the scene of the whole carriage on the opposite side biting each other came into view.

Lose your marbles... Lose your marbles... What the is hell! Zheng Jieming felt nauseous and wanted to retch, but there was already someone in the corner of the carriage who couldn't hold it anymore and curled up on the ground vomiting.

At this time, Zheng Jieming watched the mustache stand up again! He's alive?! Zheng Jieming was frightened and relieved for this poor man, a large piece of the mustache's neck was bitten off, the blood was no longer nourishing, and a large piece of the beard was missing from the right side of his face, revealing vicious teeth, eyes...

His eyes are blood-red?

Before Zheng Jieming could figure it out, the mustache began to hit the passage door violently, the bottom of the passage door was metal, and there was a piece of glass inlaid above, the mustache kept hitting the glass, every time Zheng Jieming's heart was raised, he felt that the feeling of nausea was pressed down all of a sudden, and the people around him who could still walk backwards one after another, and the others were already paralyzed.

only heard a scream from behind, Zheng Jieming looked back, and the No. 1 carriage had become a mess at some point, under the green light, people were biting, and the air was filled with red blood mist. The person in car No. 1 wanted to go back to car No. 2, but the person who smashed the door in car No. 2 just now desperately guarded it.

"It's over, I'm going to die here today." Zheng Jieming stood in the middle of the carriage, looking in the direction of car No. 3, his mustache had smashed open the glass, and he was drilling into the door hole covered with glass ballast. Turning his head to look at car No. 1, several people were holding the gate. The smell of blood invaded his nasal passages and heart and lungs.

"I don't want to die." Zheng Jieming suddenly heard a voice deep in his heart. Yes, there is still hope, there must still be, the carriages at both ends have fallen, and it just so happens that only car No. 2 is safe here for the time being, and there must be hope. He relented, and carefully swept around, his eyes falling on the red safety hammer. Pregnant! He stepped forward, took off the hammer, and without hesitation, began to smash it against the windowpane. He turned his head to see that the mustache had by this time had gotten into the carriage, covered in glass ballast, and had risen from the ground and began to nibble on the fainted woman.

One hammer, two hammers, the glass does not move at all, it must have been smashed in the wrong place. Zheng Jieming held the handle of the hammer made of hard plastic, and touched the head of the hammer with his left hand, which was iron, very hard, and protruded from a corner, no problem. He thought to himself, and he used all his strength to aim at the edge of the window pane for another blow.

Click! The glass cracked, but the broken flowers were still connected, he continued to smash them, cleaned up the broken flowers, and two men around him came to help, Zheng Jieming swept the side with a hammer on the lower edge of the window, swept away the remaining glass ballast, leaned out of the body, and looked left and right.

Outside the car is a subway tunnel, with a narrow passage about one person wide between the tunnel and the body.

Zheng Jieming thought of the panicked crowd in the previous station, and expected that if he ran back, there would be more luck and less luck. Suddenly, he thought, why did the car stop? Could it be that something happened at the next station? This thought made him Tianlinggai hit him in the head.

The two men next to him didn't think so much, they jumped out of the car directly, looked back and forth, and ran in the direction of the front of the car, Zheng Jieming glanced back at the carriage, it was a mess, the connecting doors of the 1 and 2 carriages could no longer withstand it, and the red-eyed people rushed in and bit when they saw people. Biting his lower lip, he jumped out of the car and ran in the direction of the front of the car.