Drop by drop, drop by drop......

Blood oozed from the strip of cloth that Wang Lu had pierced at the wound on his thigh.

It runs down the trouser tube, down the vamp, down the upper, and silently drips down the concrete pavement.

The concrete floor, which had been scorched by the sun, greedily absorbed the drops of blood, leaving only a droplet-shaped dark mark.

This bit of secret memory extends all the way, from the small building of the long-haired woman to the outside of the town......

In the eyes of zombies, this is a living sign, pointing to a large pile of fresh meat.

Wang Lu's dizziness was heavy, and he didn't know if it was because the fight with the long-haired woman and the little zombie just now was too fierce to lose his strength, or because the wound had been bleeding, causing excessive blood loss.

Wang Lu knew how terrible his wounds were.

-- The wound on the thigh was stabbed by a piece of glass that was broken at the edge, unlike a sword and dagger, the incision of the wound that pierced into the human body was neat and smooth, and the wound caused by the glass piece was a tear type, especially when the long-haired woman was fighting with Wang Lu, she repeatedly scratched the wound, and finally pulled out the glass piece more roughly, which further enlarged the wound.

The tendon must have been cut and torn, and with every move, the whole thigh would twitch involuntarily and make a silent protest.

If you don't deal with it urgently, this leg will be scrapped due to muscle damage.

Wait a minute! Now what I should worry about the most is not the muscles, but the most worrying thing is not to know if the major arteries inside the tract have been injured.

No, no, the major arteries should be fine, otherwise, where you can walk around yourself, a large amount of blood will gush out of the wound like a fountain, and you will have to die long ago.

If an artery bursts in your leg, it will take 3 to 7 minutes for you to lose a lot of blood and you will have a spasm, then you will go into shock, and then, when you "wake up" again, you will become a new member of the zombies.

It's okay! It should be fine! I'm still conscious and can still walk! The major arteries are never broken.

It's just that......

It hurts so much! Damn it! It hurts so much!

I really want to stop and rest.

Even if it's for a while.

Just sit where you are for a while, take a breath, take a break, regain some strength, and get back on the road - the body seems to be calling to the king like this.

But the subconscious shouted to Wang Lu in a higher tone-

Don't stop, never stop!

Covered in blood, he is the most enthusiastic target of zombies.

The smell of blood drifted away with the wind, and it had already spread to the center of the town, and in countless dark corners, I don't know how many zombies were ready to move, looking for and chasing in the wind.

With the most primitive desire to eat a full meal, approaching the royal road at a little bit.

What's worse is that now I don't even have the strength to fight.

The beast trap was left in front of the long-haired woman's building.

Crossbow, on the back.

The woodcutter was used as a crutch to support oneself forward.

I have a weapon in hand, but if I am surrounded by zombies, no! Even if it's just a zombie entangled with him, with his current physical strength, it is impossible for Wang Lu to kill the zombie in one blow. There is no doubt that next, more zombies will catch up.

At such a time, it may be happier to wipe your neck with a woodcutter than to be eaten alive by a zombie.

The only way out is to get out of the town and return to Yashan.

Wang Lu glanced down at the walkie-talkie, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, it had already passed 12 o'clock on the hour, and it was still early before the next call time of 3 o'clock, even if he wanted to call Chen Wei to support him, there was no way.

I was draped all over my body, thinking that I was majestic, but it was really at a critical juncture, but it was all garbage, I couldn't even find the fabric used to bandage the wound on my body just now, the camouflage vest on my upper body, and the jeans on my lower body were too hard to be tied, and the only soft fabric left on my body was my underwear - damn, then forget it.

In the end, a piece was torn from the torn skirt of the long-haired woman before the wound was wrapped.

Embarrassed, embarrassed.

In fact, in the final analysis, he is still a waste person, a waste of the street!

How long have you been living in the biochemical apocalypse?

It's been more than two months.

I thought that I had understood the coldness of this world.

I have also told myself countless times in my heart that the order and rules of the old world have collapsed now.

This is the world of cannibalism by individuals. ,

Dead people, eat the living.

The living eat the living.

Isn't the man on the island in the middle of Moon Lake a lesson enough?

That time, he almost sent his whole family to a dead end.

But today, I was stupid enough to make the same mistake again.

Foolish enough to believe in one kind, one living person.

Could it be that he M turned into a fool because he saw a woman? !

He also invited people to Yashan for dinner!

What do you mean to lure a wolf into the house?

This is called luring the wolf into the house.

If it weren't for his own mistake, he turned around temporarily and overheard the conversation between the long-haired woman and the little zombie downstairs.

He really invited the long-haired woman home and made her put rat poison in her meal.

Now lying in a pool of blood are not long-haired women and little zombies.

It's Wang Fatzi's family of three!

I think back to the long-haired woman saying to the little zombie that Wang Bi'an is a child and her flesh is tender.

Wang Lu is a spirit.

Then came the rage.

Rage at yourself.

Bastard! Dead pigs! Silly 13! Neuropathy! 13 o'clock!

You're the number one idiot in the world!

Kill, kill everyone!

Zombies, living people.

Everyone, as long as they appear in front of themselves, damn it! They should all be killed!

In this world, except for his own family of three, everyone should die!!

With such a strong resentment, Wang Lu struggled out of Yinjiang Town step by step, and moved step by step, almost climbing along the mountain road, back to Yashan.

God forbid, Wang Fatzi still has a pig's foot halo on his body - the zombies in the town have not caught up.

What Wang Fatzi didn't know was that it wasn't that the zombies in the town didn't smell the blood he left behind - at this moment, a group of zombies had gathered in the long-haired woman's small building, and they were fighting for her corpse.

Although the long-haired woman has been decapitated by Wang Lu, it is still a pile of fresh meat for zombies.

Just like the butcher shop in the vegetable field, the pieces of pig carcasses that have been killed and dismembered are still delicious in the eyes of Sister-in-law Ma.

There is also a single zombie, dripping blood along the king's road, coming along the road.

The smell of the blood stains, which had long been dried in the sun, became weaker and fainter, and the zombies gradually lost their way.

But it's been looking for ...... in close proximity

Wang Bi'an was the first to see Wang Lu, and he was coming back from the back mountain to carry water.

When he saw Wang Lu, who was covered in blood on the mountain road, the bucket that Wang Bi'an was carrying on his shoulder fell down with two thuds.

Wang Bi'an screamed, and his tone changed: "Dad! Father! Mommy, come on, Daddy is hurt! He's dying! ”

Wang Bi'an staggered to Wang Lu's side, trying to stretch out his hand to help, and saw that Wang Lu was covered in blood—in fact, some of the blood was splashed when he killed the long-haired woman—but he didn't know where to protect it.

Wang Lu had already lost his strength, and when he saw the Dragon King Temple in the distance, he knew that after he was finally safe, he had squeezed out the most powerful body, and he was completely paralyzed.

Wang Lu leaned against a stone wall, sat down slowly, untied the crossbow on his back, and the woodcutter in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

Facing Wang Bi'an, who was in tears and at a loss, Wang Lu blinked: "Son, dad is not dead yet." Dad...... And to live to protect you, to protect you and your mother. ”

At the entrance of the Dragon King Temple in the distance, a figure stumbled and ran, it was Chen Wei.