The hands kept dancing, the sword light kept crisscrossing and horizontal, the stumps and broken bones of the zombies kept flying, the dirty blood was like a fountain that couldn't stop blooming, and a avenue composed of zombie corpses spread out behind Zhou Xiaoyu.

This is a checkpoint, it is the only way to go to the detention center, and it is also the only place to enter the city outside the gate, usually there are countless buses stopping here, and the transfer between the outside and inside the gate is also here, and the number of people waiting here is innumerable, so there are many zombies here, plus countless cars are congested here, and at a glance it is densely packed with zombies, and it is estimated that it will not be less than four hundred.

Fortunately, there are no evolved zombies, and unfortunately there are no evolved zombies.

There is no way to bypass, only a hard rush, fortunately I made preparations before coming out, I have already worn a full set of protective gear all over my body, and even my hands are wearing a pair of leather gloves, he began to experiment, as long as I don't want to be bitten by zombies, I can't break the defense just by scratching it with a simple claw.

Every swing of the knife brought at least one zombie life, and in addition to the zombie's roar, there was only his own gasping sound.

Kill, kill desperately, keep calm in his heart, calm down, and try to wield the knife, not to let the zombies get close to within a meter, fortunately there is a knife in his hand, if it is an axe, he believes that he has been drowned by zombies at this moment, even so, he was caught by zombies a few times.

Zhou Xiaoyu didn't know how long he had been killed in the corpse group, he only knew that he was dancing with a knife like a machine, and at this time of crisis, he remembered the appearance of the chivalrous man on TV going back and forth among thousands of troops, and couldn't help but snort, if possible, he hoped to throw the people who made this kind of brainless film here, and let them try the taste of it.

The strength of the individual is always small in the face of the power of the group, ordinary zombies are irrational, they don't know how to be afraid, and they won't lose their physical strength, even if the body is broken in two, they will crawl over underground, open their hideous mouths, and want to tear off a piece of your flesh and blood.

But fortunately, they only have instinct and don't use weapons, otherwise they would have finished the game a long time ago, he thought with a wry smile in his heart.

Suddenly, the knife was swung into the air, Zhou Xiaoyu came back to his senses, and saw that there were no zombies in front of him, and there were countless zombies swarming behind him, but he had unconsciously rushed through the corpses.

The depression in his chest was swept away, and he returned his hand to slash down the two nearest zombies again, Zhou Xiaoyu let out a laugh: "Boys, grandpa is gone, don't send it!" ”

With a force under his feet, the figure flickered, and swept forward before the zombies surrounded again, leaving only the corpses behind them to let out a futile roar.

The figure moved forward quickly, splitting a few scattered zombies, and finally a building appeared in front of it, a few vertical jumps, rushed in, entered a room, kicked out the two large and one small zombies that rushed inside, and then slammed the door shut.

When I was safe, my mind relaxed, I stumbled and almost fell to the ground, but I insisted on walking to the sofa and sitting down, only then did I feel physically and mentally exhausted.

This time, although the group of corpses came over unharmed, but the physical strength was also a lot of consumption, at this time it was already numb and sore, put the knife on the coffee table, stretched his hands hard, the stiff finger joints crackled for a while, Zhou Xiaoyu exhaled deeply, much more comfortable.

Raised his hands trembling above his head, he took off his helmet, his face was covered with sweat, and his long hair, which had not been cut for a long time, had turned into mud, mixed with sweat and pulled on his face.

"Next time, you can't do it like this again, it's too dangerous!" Zhou Xiaoyu still misestimated his strength, he thought that he could solve it by simply swinging the knife more than 400 times, but in fact it was not the same thing at all, the zombies who were not afraid of death were like waves, surging in waves, because he had to take care of all directions, and the speed of physical loss was several times that of normal swinging of the knife, if he hadn't rushed out, he didn't know how many minutes he could hold on.

After resting for a while, he took out two sausages from his underwear, peeled off the paper coat, and saw the red appearance of the sausages, and immediately remembered the bloody scene in his head, Zhou Xiaoyu frowned, and his stomach immediately became a little uncomfortable, but in order to replenish a large amount of missing physical strength, he still endured the nausea and stuffed the sausage into his mouth, chewed a few bites fiercely, and swallowed it in a gulp.

There is something in the stomach, the whole person is a lot more comfortable, take out a cigarette and light it, lie on the sofa, smoke comfortably, after the meal, a cigarette god is better than a living fairy, regardless of the premise of health, there is still some reason.

While recovering his strength, Zhou Xiaoyu also kept looking at the house, this is a well-off home, the house is not big, about eighty square meters, the layout is very warm, without the slightest damage, it seems that a family of three mutated into zombies at the beginning.

In the corner of the living room, there was a piano with a small photo frame on it, Zhou Xiaoyu walked over, reached out to pick it up, and looked at it carefully.

The photo frame is wood-textured, with a photo framed inside, a family of three; A young couple and their daughter, a few years old, sat on a meadow and laughed sweetly, with children running around them with kites.

The man is very energetic, wearing a well-fitting suit and white teeth; And the woman was very beautiful, with a pair of deep dimples, and wore a long flowing dress; The daughter-in-law is very cute, her round little face is crimson from the sun, and her grinning mouth shows a small tiger tooth; The couple looked at their daughter in front of them affectionately, with a happy smile on their faces.

This is a simple and happy family, but after the end of the world, it unfortunately became all zombies, a perfect family is gone, and in the end it can only be kicked out of the door by himself.

Zhou Xiaoyu sighed in his heart, there are thousands of families like this in the world, and a few of them can survive, but it doesn't matter if they die, they are also guilty of not being able to do so in this world.

After a short rest, his physical strength had almost recovered, and the sweat droplets on his body had condensed into salt particles, which was very uncomfortable, Zhou Xiaoyu walked into the bedroom, found a few clean clothes from a wardrobe and changed them for himself, and then returned to the living room, poured out the water from the water dispenser, and used some clothes to clean up the dirty blood on the protective gear.

When the protective gear was dry, he put it back on, and his body was much more refreshing, and then he kicked the door and continued to set off.

It's not far from the detention center, if it wasn't for the special detour, it should have been there a long time ago, but I don't know if there are still people in the detention center?

Carefully moving forward all the way, lest there be a trace of movement, as long as it takes another half an hour, you can see the detention center, when passing a small supermarket, Zhou Xiaoyu found that it was a mess inside, most of the food had disappeared, and there were still corpses lying on the ground outside the supermarket, which were full of dense bullet holes.

Zhou Xiaoyu felt a sigh in his heart: "This is definitely done by the people in the detention center!" ”

Huaxia's gun management is very strict, ordinary people can't touch guns at all, some of the underground corpses were broken into pieces by guns, some simply turned into pieces, there are deep bullet holes on the ground, although Zhou Xiaoyu doesn't know guns, but he also knows that the firepower of the police is not so strong at all, and there are only guards nearby who are so powerful.

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