During the whole process of jumping out of the car and walking into the small building, Su Hao maintained an unimaginable calmness and high speed.

There were only four people left to guard outside. He directly pinched the throat of the thug who was tearing Han Ying's clothes, and used the M500 to blow the heads of the other three people.

Xinyan grabbed the head of the zombie that gnawed on Lao Song's shoulder, threw it on the ground, and split it in half with a backhand axe.

Han Jing hugged her sister and looked for a target to kill and vent her anger in a fit of rage.

In the distance, Tao Yuan's figure was rapidly approaching. When he heard the gunshots, he rushed over desperately, but he was still a step too late.

Su Hao took the lead, and when several people rushed into the small building from the door, they happened to see the hook shot flying upside down from the middle of the crowd, and they also heard Li Xiaomei's roar and the baby's laughter.

The moment Tao Yuan pulled the trigger of the assault rifle in his hand, Su Hao had already begun to move forward.

Holding the dagger, he ghostly swam behind the outermost thug in the crowd, slicing his throat neatly. Before the stunned corpse fell to the ground, the sharp blade quickly swept over the same part of the other person.

Xin Yan and Han Jing held their guns in both hands, occupied the vantage points on both sides of the door, and shot at the stranger in front of them. One target after another entered the crosshairs, and one by one they screamed and fell. The dead and dying rolled on the ground, and the number of rioters was rapidly dwindling. The two girls, who had never killed anyone before, were pale, but their eyes were calmer than ever, and their hands holding guns did not tremble at all.

They killed for the first time.

But their hearts have become as cold as a stone, their means are like lightning and fire, they are fierce and ruthless, and they do everything.

"Kill them all! Don't leave a single ————."

Tao Yuan roared angrily and rushed into the crowd to shoot, his muzzle spitting tongues of fire, reflecting his face full of hatred in red. The bullets smeared into the bodies of the rioters, splashing countless blood splashes, and people cried and pleaded and ran back and forth in the cramped space. There are also some fierce guys who are not afraid of death hiding in the shadows, trying to take advantage of the chaos to rush out of the city to snatch weapons, but they were shot by Xinyan, who was guarding the side, and died on the spot.

There is no need for any evidence to clarify the facts, Lao Song and Han Ying tied up outside are enough to explain the problem.

Su Hao's killing speed was no slower than Tao Yuan's. No one could see his movements, it felt like a gust of wind passed by, and the blade easily sliced through the muscles and tossed the entrails. They simply couldn't stand up to the third-order power that surpassed ordinary people, and they watched as the knife sliced off their arms and cut off their legs, or simply wiped their necks and cut off their entire heads.

No one can escape, and no one can hide. The small building is home to the survivors, who know it better than anyone else. If it weren't for the previous negligence and kindness being taken advantage of by the other side, the thugs would not have been able to break through the defense line at all. Now they must pay for their actions with death.

Gunsmoke and gore filled the entire small building.

Tao Yuan rushed to his wife's side, took the baby from her arms, hugged it tightly like a treasure, and gently stroked the tender little hands with his sweaty forehead.

Xinyan and Han Jing covered each other, searching back and forth among the fallen thugs. The former held a gun and aimed it at the target, while the latter, carrying an axe, slashed the necks of those who were not dead.

Su Hao grabbed a corpse that was still twitching, wiped the dagger back and forth on the other party's clothes, strode in front of Hu He, stared at the face that barely squeezed out a frightened smile for a few seconds, and took out a pistol from the back waist and pressed it against the other party's forehead.

The gun in Li Xiaomei's hand kept aiming at his eyebrows. Because of this, Huh stood out among the mobs———— his hands raised and his knees fell to the ground. Death and chaos were close at hand, and flesh was constantly splattered on his body, making him look like a dead man, but he was actually alive.

Resistance and fugitives are the first targets of sniping. Those who do not have weapons often survive to the extreme.

Li Xiaomei controlled her violent fluctuations in her emotions, pointed to Du Tianhao and Liao Qiu who were lying in a pool of blood, and said, "They are good people. Saved me. ”

Han Jing immediately ripped open the wire around Du Tianhao's neck.

His face was already dark blue, and he couldn't feel a pulse on his carotid artery. Seeing this, Su Hao picked up his fist and hit him the chest, opened his lips for artificial respiration, and then pressed his chest continuously with his palm. Finally, the blocked throat gasped heavily and began to breathe.

He pulled Du Tianhao's face and lifted his chin with his fingers to keep his trachea open. Du Tianhao, who was gradually recovering, looked at him blankly, turned his head again, and looked at Liao Qiu, who was buried deep in his flesh and brain, to make sure that the other party was still alive, and saw Xinyan help him to sit down by the wall, so he shifted his gaze to another direction.

The fat man was covered with footprints, bloodstained, and died a miserable death.

Hu He's eyes have been following Su Hao.

Days of observation, and how he behaved at the moment, convinced him that this man was the leader of the survivor group. He searched his stomach for suitable words, trying to explain his previous actions and exonerate himself, only to find that his brain seemed to be infused with a large amount of cement, completely solidified.

Su Hao looked at him calmly, there was not the slightest pity or hesitation in the depths of his pupils, only endless coldness.

"Listen to me, things are not what you think"

Before Hu He could finish speaking, Han Jing was already roaring like a mother beast, picking up the butt of the gun and smashing him over.

"Stop————"

Su Hao rushed over and hugged her, inserted his finger behind the trigger, prevented Han Jing from shooting, and said in a calm and calm tone, "Trust me, let him live for a few more hours." ”

Han Jing spat fiercely, gritted his teeth and roared: "He must die!" Must die! ”

Su Hao turned around, looked coldly at Hu He, who was pale, and nodded

Everything calmed down.

Xinyan and Tao Yuan got a few cars from nearby, moved all the corpses into the carriage, transported them to a distance a few kilometers away from Xiaolou, and threw away all the corpses in the car. They rot quickly, stink, attract a lot of zombies and mosquitoes, and must be dealt with as soon as possible.

Han Jing took the water pipe from the kitchen and washed the blood-stained floor. It will still be their home for some time to come.

Li Xiaomei was taking care of the injured Han Ying in the guest room, and Su Hao helped Lao Song into the vacant room specially vacated on the first floor and closed the door.

The part of the shoulder bite that was bitten by the zombie has turned gray. The tattered flesh and skin tissue has a little green pus, the skin retreats back, and the muscles show signs of falling off. It looks like a bacterial infection caused by extensive ulceration, and the viruses, which are invisible to the naked eye, are spreading throughout the body with the bloodstream.

"I'm not saved, I've seen this kind of wound, and those who have been bitten will mutate."

Old Song's face was already flushed, and his eyes were a little scattered. He suddenly remembered the retired female teacher who almost married him, but his head was cut off by himself.

Su Hao was silent, without any movement, but there was a fury in his heart that could explode at any time.

He doesn't like to kill.

He has always felt that the time and space landing place he chose was the era of civilization under the framework of morality and rules. You can find friends here, and people here have a conscience. They are warm and kind, and although they are caught off guard by sudden disasters, they have not yet lost the most fundamental humanity.

Just like the daisy I saw when I opened my eyes, beautiful, elegant, and fragile, but it retained the purest color and became the most profound memory.

However, he underestimated the damage and impact of the environment on human nature. In the face of death threats, the pyramid of moral order has never been more fragile. At the touch of a button, it collapses instantly.

"I know what you're thinking"

Lao Song's hands were trembling all the time, he sat on the chair, picked up a bottle of high-grade liquor that he got from the store outside, unscrewed the cap of the bottle vigorously, poured a big sip on his neck, spit out a strong smell of wine, and said in a hoarse voice: "I have lived enough." Hehe, I never thought of a long life, that kind of thing is not for me. In this world, I don't have any worries. It is said that the older you get, the better you become, but I'm still so stupid. I didn't see through that woman was a bait, otherwise, those bastards would not have rushed in Lao Tzu was standing upstairs, and he could have shot one at a time. ”

Su Hao leaned against the wall, his hands crossed in front of his chest. He pursed his lips and looked down at the blackening wound on the old man's shoulder.

In the future, he has seen countless ways to die. But the saddest and most desperate thing is to watch a seriously injured companion gradually stop breathing before his eyes.

Zombie bites are not fatal, but viruses can be transmitted through the bloodstream and parasitize the body of an infected person. When he set off from the future, Su Hao prepared a lot of immune drugs. The temporal turbulence engulfed most of it, leaving him with only the last one.

This medicine is very common in the world of the future, and it is not surprising that it is as common as the cold medicine of the civilized era. Now, Su Hao would rather exchange ten years of his life.

He was never the hard-hearted man. He also has feelings, and he also has a normal mind that belongs to human beings. Although the small building is small, the people who live here have already evolved into families in a sense.

He leaned against the wall, his body slowly sliding down the wall, and he slumped on the ground at the end of the day. Su Hao lowered his head and buried his face deep between his hands. The man-made darkness dispelled the light, but it could not take away the deepest hesitation and sorrow in my heart.

He couldn't save this old man, there was nothing he could do.

"How long do I have left?"

Lao Song poured another sip of liquor and asked drunkly, "An hour?" Thirty minutes? If you've been bitten by those monsters, you'll change, and you'll become one of them."

His face was horribly pale, and blood bubbled from the corners of his mouth. It may not have been real blood, and it was mixed with alcohol and saliva. They dripped down their jaws and soaked the placket of their clothes.

"Let's get out of the water! You shouldn't be here. ”

The wrinkles on Lao Song's face became more and more dense, because he was too hard, and the green tendons on his face were beating. He raised his eyelids and tried to squeeze out a smile: "There is still a lot of work to do, and they can't do without you." I've had a lot of luck in my life, and I've met good people. Xiao Tao, those two girls, they all need your help, don't waste time on me, I know what to do. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the pistol on Su Hao's waist and exhaled a long breath: "Leave me a bullet." This way of dying should be a pleasant one. I don't want to be that kind of monster. ”

After saying this with difficulty, the old man, whose physical strength was close to drying up, slowly closed his eyes and lowered his head, as if he was caught in the memory of the past years.

Su Hao sat quietly, and countless pictures instantly appeared in his mind. He threw away his useless emotions and reason, and frantically searched for all the information related to the words "immunity potion". This is the return of consciousness and a supplement to the realm of reality. He wanted to save the old man's life, but the hope was slim, almost equal to zero.

He didn't know the formula for the Dao Immunity Potion. Although this kind of thing is ordinary in the future world, the production process is firmly controlled by the military. Even wealthy nobles can't get involved at all.

Suddenly, he stood up from the floor suddenly, strode in front of Lao Song, squatted down, drew a dagger, and slashed it at his left wrist, and a bright red and bright blood line suddenly appeared from the middle of the skin, quickly widening, and turning into a stream-like blood flow.

The old man's eyes were full of doubt.

"Open your mouth and drink."

Su Hao stretched out his bloody wrist to the old man's mouth, and ordered in an unquestionable tone: "Drink more, move quickly." ”

He had been injected with immunotherapy and had antibodies to the virus. But that doesn't mean he's the best medicine. Viruses are changing all the time, and the self-strengthening of cells and the mutation of viruses are two contradictory existences. It's as if a cancer patient is cured, but his blood can never have an effect on anyone else. The cells and genes of individual human beings are common and unique, and they are powerful factors that apply to themselves and cannot be applied to others.

The use of blood to cure diseases is absurd, even more absurd than the ancient notion of the victors gaining courage by eating the corpses of their enemies. But in theory, there is a little bit of feasibility.

Su Hao's body is a copy that can collect all the excellent human genes. His cell structure is unique, and he has also produced some unexpected mutations. The most obvious example of this is "self-healing". As far as he knew, this kind of thing had never happened to an enhancer.

Since it is true that it happened to oneself, it also means that the evolution direction of the cell or virus has been shifted. He did not have the research equipment to conduct a full examination of his body. But no matter what, he must try to save Lao Song's life with this viewpoint, which has been dismissed as a fallacy by countless biological authorities and medical experts.

Alcohol exerts its effects much faster than blood. Soon, Lao Song was already lying on the bed and falling asleep. Anesthesia, or sleepiness, consumes the most sluggish energy in the body. He slept so soundly that he didn't even feel that Su Hao was tying his hands and feet with ropes, and his nostrils were snoring rhythmically

Night wind, a little cold.

Su Hao drove the car through several blocks in a row under the cover of night, and came to a deep "T" junction near the junction.

He had searched the area and was very familiar with the surroundings. A fork in the road leading from the main traffic road leads to an otherwise densely populated residential area. There were no living people there, only the stinking and rotting remains of the dead everywhere, and thousands of corpses.

Zombies are very eccentric creatures. It may still retain some of its residual consciousness, as well as its social nature. Although there is no food here, they are still wandering around their former home under the inducement of their instinctive consciousness. Perhaps, in the depths of their little active thinking, there is still a little bit of a fleeting picture of what life once was.

Su Hao didn't turn off the engine, walked out of the cab directly, lifted the closed trunk, took out Hu He, who was tied up like a dumpling, and threw it heavily on the ground.

He cut the rope with a dagger and released the half-dead prisoner, but did not let go of the wire that bound his hands tightly from behind.

Hu He gasped, letting his lungs breathe in as much air as he could. The boot space was cramped, and he was barely suffocated.

"Why are you here?"

For this city, Hu He is more familiar than Su Hao. Of course, he knew what this place was, but he didn't know that there were a large number of zombies hidden in the depths of the streets.

He instinctively felt fear. It's not surprising that he killed a lot of people ———— almost occupied a bank building. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Su Hao and the others, who should have been eaten up as a snack by the zombies, Hu He would have been lying on the most comfortable bed in the guest room of the small building, wantonly playing with Han Ying, who was seriously injured.

Su Hao didn't speak, and there was no expression on his face. This made Hu He even have the illusion that ———— man in front of him was an inanimate sculpture at all.

He took out a steel bar sharpened at both ends from the carriage, grabbed Hu He's collar, dragged him to the middle of the road, stood still, and thrust the steel bar into the ground with an astonishing amount of force.

Hu He stood beside him, watching Su Hao's every movement blankly.

A huge and instinctive fear had taken complete control of his body.

He is not a fool, although he can't guess Su Hao's intentions, he understands that the other party will never let him go. He felt the air almost freeze, his mind went blank, and the will to survive instantly became the only thought that ran through his mind. He kept struggling, pleading with every word he could think of, and even knelt on the ground like a dog, sticking out his tongue to lick the tip of Su Hao's shoe, these actions did not have the slightest effect, and the handsome young man was still indifferent, staring at him with a cold gaze like a beast's predator.

Su Hao was very cautious.

The reason why he didn't kill Hu He on the spot a few hours ago was because he suspected the identity of the other party. After detailed interrogation, it was determined that Hu He had no connection with his original time and space, and only then did he bring him over.

The small building has just been cleaned, and the blood will pollute the environment, and the corpses will attract more zombies, which may also cause unnecessary trouble.

Kill him farther away, and you'll be gone.