Toronto, St. Laurenville Market, from hustle and bustle to emptiness.

At this time, there are a lot of pedestrians on the street, and the street is dozens of meters wide, although it is not so much that it is shoulder to shoulder. But their steps were silent, and the occasional sound was the walking corpses knocking down obstacles.

From a corner of the alley, a fist-sized stone 'whoozed' down a Rolls-Royce parked on the side of the road.

In the midst of this eerie silence, suddenly there was a loud noise, which was so harsh, it was a car alarm that had been suddenly sounded.

The parked car was hit by an unknown flying stone, making a screeching sound, and countless glass shattered, and the zombies on the street were like sharks smelling blood, rushing one after another to the Rollslas, which was worth more than a million.

On a nearby street, there was only one one-armed zombie who didn't pounce on the car. The zombie was still wearing a police uniform. Half of the arm of the left hand was missing, and the wound should have been cut off with a knife.

Of course, this poor zombie is very hungry now, and since he became a zombie, there is only one thought left in his mind, and that is to eat, eat! Eat it all the time!

And as a zombie with a missing arm, his ability to grab food is completely inferior to those zombies with sound limbs. Some subconscious instinct made him give up fighting with those zombies.

The poor zombie suddenly turned around and moved towards the alley not far away, as he had seen just now...... Something that flies out.

It was probably the apparition of Lady Luck, the poor zombie who smelled food as he approached the mouth of the alley.

Fresh humans!

In an instant, the eyes of the zombies in police uniforms revealed a terrifying blood!

But he didn't roar excitedly, ordinary zombies would definitely let out that unique excited roar when they encountered humans, but probably because the roar would attract their own companions. And the zombies who have lost their left arms cannot compete with other able-bodied zombies for food.

The police zombie, stimulated by the smell of humans, is like a poisonous snake hiding in the grass and swims towards the source of the smell.

"Dad, what do we do now?"

"Jerry, listen up. It's just a little game, and you'll have to run to the garage as soon as Dad lures those monster uncles on the street...... Oh, my darling, you must remember our car, open the door and go in! Then hide and wait for Dad to come back, understand? ”

"Hmm...... Got it, Dad. Are we going to play hide and seek? ”

"yes, so Jerry you can't find it."

"Oh no, no, Dad, we seem to have been discovered."

The zombie who sneaked in from the corner finally opened the bloody mouth, and the right arm that exuded the smell of decay seemed to be the epitome of the Death Scythe, but it was just a short moment, and the man turned his head to see it but didn't react, and he couldn't understand how the zombie could appear behind him silently.

Then he grabbed the only shotgun in his hand that could be used as a weapon, and instead of shooting, he slammed the barrel of the gun into the zombie's face, and pushed the child farther away with his other hand.

"Jerry, you go quickly...... Run to the river and pedal a boat to the island park. Remember the secret base where we camped? …… Go there! ”

The police zombie bit like a mad dog, and even used his mutilated left arm, and the man kicked the police zombie violently, knocking over the trash can in the alley.

At this time, the zombies on the street had already noticed the movement here.

"Jerry, run! It must not be found by others! ”

The boy was grabbed by the shoulders and put on the children's bicycle, and the zombies on the main road on the other side of the alley already sensed that something was wrong, and the man grabbed a shotgun and ran to the door, and started shooting at the nearby cars on the road.

A succession of car alarms sounded, and these zombie doors with low IQs and only predatory instincts were misled by the noise.

The man is smart and calm, starting with him shooting and smashing his wife, who has turned into a zombie. He had no fear of these zombies, only hatred. So he has been looking for all the possible weaknesses of these zombies, low eyesight, keen hearing, only extremely short explosive power, and no ability to use tools......

The zombies on the road were divided into several small parts, and the whole street was in chaos, zombies, roaring, car roaring, glass was smashed and sprinkled to the ground with the zombies' fists, many zombies were pushed to the ground, and a BMW 7 Series sports car in front of it and the driver's seat were torn to pieces.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the figure of the child riding the children's bicycle has disappeared. Jerry will definitely survive because he is smarter than himself.

He knew that these were terrifying and dangerous monsters, and he knew that his mother was killed by his own hands......

There were quite a few zombies rushing towards the man, and at the moment he still had three bullets in his shotgun, two for the zombies and one for himself.

Gunshots rang out!

The man's pupils were incredibly dilated and hollow. Thick blood poured out of his back and flowed all over the ground. He struggled to turn around and saw the one-armed zombie in a police uniform just now, carrying his only still intact right arm. White smoke was still rising from the muzzle of the gun held in his right arm......

Would, shoot the ...... Zombie!

The man covered his bleeding chest in disbelief, and with all his strength, he aimed the muzzle of the shotgun at his head and pulled the trigger!

…………

Su Qian's finger on the trigger was not pulled in the end, but chose to retreat.

There were at least more than 100 zombies entrenched in the dance hall, and the shooting alarmed them. Even if Su Qian has a few lives, it is not enough. When the tuxedo zombie rushed towards Su Qian, Su Qian immediately ran into a changing room next to the dance hall.

Bang!

The door to the changing room was opened.

The tuxedo zombie who rushed into the changing room, the tip of his nose twitched slightly, and his eyes swept over the narrow changing room, but he found nothing.

The cold night breeze rolled up the curtains of the changing room, leaving the air clean throughout the room.

Leather shoes kissed the wooden floor and made a clicking sound, the tuxedo zombie's arm slashed across a row of dresses from the side, sharp nails like a sharp knife hitting the tower hanger, and then he went crazy, his hands kept stabbing in the pile of clothes, until his wrist stabbed a bag, soaked with moisture, and pulled along the zombie's snow-white arm was a blood bag hidden deep in the pile of clothes.

If Su Qian saw the tuxedo zombie's expression at this moment, he would definitely be shocked.

The zombie in the black dress looked at the red blood on his fingertips, his eyes stretched out with red longing, but he seemed to still have faint doubts, frowning slightly, as if he was ...... Ponder.

Then, the zombie in the black dress slowly turned around, his leather shoes clattering against the wooden floor, and walked towards the open window.